YOLANDA CONSIDERS those...
FAT WORDS SLIM
In verticals of shadow-wearing light and
stomach-flattening Spandex innuendo,
they hold themselves in with no-no-nos of denial,
retentive shrugs and shirt-tucking asides…
Just smile a fat smile and rest taut-toned thoughts
lightly on your wishbone frame, wasting nothing.
Let gates of sleek hips swing wide and well-oiled
as you pass lightly by, shedding pounds with
a withering yeah, right…
Desire’s a skin that is scrotally seized and
no tightly-tied tongue can truss or conceal
its loose-hanging folds of excess.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Well done, my sweet friend,
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Sheila
Axilea
Conversations between two masters ~
I am a mere and humble voyeur :)
Love,
Christine
Is that a yes or a no?
Thank you, Great Kate, for the rich compliment
and for the fabulous poem you've just shared with us.
Glad to give you a 'nudge' (wink, wink) anytime
especially if it produces work of this quality..
nothing circumcised i mean circumscribed about that
final stanza!
John
'Desire’s a skin that is scrotally seized and
no tightly-tied tongue can truss or conceal
its loose-hanging folds of excess.'
WOW...I WISH I'D WRITTEN THAT!
Best wishes to you and yours
from
Kay
our well-seasoned teacher (!): desire??? "loose-hanging folds
of excess"--i love it! ;-)
witty and wonderful, dear poetess,
wishing you peace & blessings always,
carolyn
Always,
Deborah
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