Encore... this is HOT! You are a rare talent, I am impressed. The Den is a host to many talented poets, along with many who want to be, but you are among the cream of the crop. Bravo, indeed.
This poem has a more compact and austere beginning, (that I really like)
and then develops into a landscape of sensuality. This is one written for pleasure only, Kate!;)
It is at the very moment I finished reading this poem, that I longed to be with my special man standing in the middle of that Cavern doing what your poem does to my sacral center. Wow holy spicey sexy poetry bat woman...lol
Love this, I am so happy to read you again,you have been away too long, my spirit sister.
Holy cow! now there is a reason to see the Grand Canyon. hot hot hot!!! Loved it!
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on March 1, 2011
i never thought i could get turned on in such a way by the grand canyon; but alas here we are! i guess i must tip my hat to your creative pen and sense of steamy, geological metaphor. excellent work kate and thanks for dropping by earlier. be good.
Suddenly, I have this desire to leap into Arizona's craggy crevices.
This is one overpowering sunrise, Kate. What a way to meet the
morning. Magnifique! -gene.
I like how & what with Jerry did comment on this one...I surely could not have said it any better, though I have never seen Arizona in person, I know what it is like through this read...e
Ha! We're both thinking about the same things but you have penned yours with such majestic artistry!!!
Still eagerly awaiting your missive...xx
Love,
Christine
This is one of the places in the world I always wanted to see and never got the chance and although until now I have never heard a methaphor comparing the canyons to a woman but through your eyes and your voice I definately saw the beautiful resemblence...well done Kate.
fee
Cavernous metaphor with a side of marbled strata! Fantastic intertwine with Gaia the womb mother and sensuality...anatomical analogy fits like a phallic obelisk rising upon the expansion and coming into the day with release of volcanic spurtings and leftover history of Arizona Sunrise! Wonderful capture of inspiration, Kate! Be well.
I'm sick as hell, but I have to comment on this, Kate. I've lived in the desert of Arizona and have read much poems, prose, etc. about it. But I have never read anything more . . . real . . . as what you have put together here.
"Canyon, warm woman / whose walls – still open, / dark swollen from night’s / tender penetration –"
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
Take care,
Sherry
Sheila
Honored Hugs~
and then develops into a landscape of sensuality. This is one written for pleasure only, Kate!;)
Axilea
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Love this, I am so happy to read you again,you have been away too long, my spirit sister.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
This is one overpowering sunrise, Kate. What a way to meet the
morning. Magnifique! -gene.
Kate, and the sensual of so sensual images in every breath.
Exquisite!
John
Still eagerly awaiting your missive...xx
Love,
Christine
love,
Christine
Regis
fee
Love,
Sage
"Canyon, warm woman / whose walls – still open, / dark swollen from night’s / tender penetration –"
It get no better than that.