Horses were involved, no
question. And leopards,
yes. Foxgloves dropped
their blossoms and rosesopened their hearts in blue
air. Geysers pushed upfrom stone while Strawberry
Moon rounded, and blushed.How the dogs bayed! Each
lily curved its creamy petals.The forest sharpened its teeth
with fire. Oh, the hiss of serpents,the sad moan of the sea. She
bloomed from the seed ofthe planet, a slow and patient
tendril, sapling of her own desire.
I wrote this poem for the Making of Eve poem challenge at cafe' cafe'. The prize is an iPod, but sadly, this poem did not make it to the final five. This version is slightly edited in response to helpful comments.



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Beautiful, SB!!
Posted by: deb | 09 July 2005 at 05:29 PM
Lovely.
Posted by: Rachel | 11 July 2005 at 10:27 AM