she holds a pose
while within her grows
a magic seed of life
she dances a jig
and twirls a fig
its leaves are left undying
she marches on
to her drummer’s song
flesh blush red with promise
radiance
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What lovely imagery. Have you thought of a title for it?
Nevermind, I see the title now. It didn’t show up when the page first loaded for some reason.
yeah, i came up with one after posting it. i’m not very good at titles. i’m not sure if i like this one or not.
Yeah, I completely understand that. Titles can be so difficult to figure out.
Sometimes I’ll write a poem (or short story, or blog post, or whatever) and then walk away from it for a long time before I can rummage up a title.
Heh, you could always have a naming-contest for your next poem that you post here!
nice idea. i think i shall.
do you still blog? can you send me the link?
Yes! I just started a new blog, in fact. You can check it out here: http://on-the-other-hand.com
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Thanks to Lydia posting a link, I’ve just read your poem. I love it! It’s like a beautiful portrait unfolding as you read. You did a wonderful job painting a picture with your words. I look forward to reading your work in the future!
wow, thanks teresa!
lovely poetry here,