12.29.2011

homage

I am festooned in you.
There is my ravaged shin,
the light bounces off
the divot in my arm.

I'll lap from your bowl,
cup you in the space
between my hips.

Wrap me in your streamers,
your grosgrain ribbon
my trophy. You, my beloved.

16 comments:

  1. Each image is more amazing than the last - you always know how to put devotion into words, marian.

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  2. Woohoo, here's love in less than fifty words. You had me at "festooned."

    Hmm, "lap from your bowl" huh? That's either serious dominance and submission, or mm mm good it's amazing what soup (or something) can do. From there it goes into the party ribbons...well, love's like that, isn't it? One minute all heated up, and the next goofy and childlike.

    And, I have about decided that you are the Queen Of Last Lines.

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  3. i do love a good bowl of soup.

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  4. This is really intimate. I love when it you cut yourself open like this.

    "I'll lap from your bowl,
    cup you in the space
    between my hips."

    wow at the power of that

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  5. I loved this, too.
    I wonder if this is about a child or a spouse. It could go either way.

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  6. cami, you know it's up to the reader :)

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  7. Fantastic! The first line grabbed me in and I was mesmerized throughout!

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  8. I say child....seems even too intimate for a spouse

    or maybe not

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  9. I love this. Wonderful descriptions. But "the divot in my arm" and the "ravaged shin" make me think it's about a cat. I'm glad you said it's up to the reader!

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  10. Strong writing from beginning to end...i agree, the reader can decide!!

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  11. isn't that always true? i mean, you write but the reader interprets. interpret away!

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  12. Wow! Festooned and ribboned and really beautiful!

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  13. ooo this was a great write here! the first line certainly grabs you! nice work1

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