Friday, June 11, 2010

Life is rough


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sea clashing,

frothing the rocks,

wind brushes a snare-drum song,

bare cypress branches moan,

rocks rattle in languid fingers,

a cotton, wind-dried
towel rasps

steamy skin,

a rope swing winds

and dizzily spins,

eyes spark

as fingers poke,

a joy-juiced hug rocks you,

coarse hair raises

blood-tingling life,

teeth sink

into my craving and satisfaction


photo: Jillian Standish

8 comments:

  1. a joy juiced hug...not that is my kinda hug. smiles.

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  2. That's fishing with a wildside. Hammer Horror for me today. My 55

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  3. "the wind brushes a snare drum song..." these words are beautiful, tangible- each line its own sonnet.

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  4. wow great pictures for a great picture... thanks


    mine is up

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  5. Lots in this 55 and good stuff at that. My 55 is HERE .

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  6. Suggestive, in many senses of the word, and a powerful evocation of sensory experience. Oceanic, in fact.

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  7. Cravings Satisfied..
    Roll over to sleep and snore.
    Like men after sex!!

    Sorry, I couldn't help myself.
    Loved your 55.
    Thanks for playing, thanks for visiting, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

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  8. WOW..too adventurous for me..
    but I love it..such beautiful words..
    well done!
    I am up

    hugs
    shakira

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