Monday, June 6, 2011

Opal

take flight
in linen and lace.

things will mesh
if you want them to.

just throw yourself
up against it and
maneuver dainty
fingers over tiny buttons,

really,

sometimes you deserve
a good lashing.
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10 comments:

  1. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJune 6, 2011 at 4:20 PM

    stunning,
    smiles.

    keep shining.

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  2. RavenblackJune 7, 2011 at 6:41 AM

    Gentle with an ending that playfully hits one and makes one grin. :)

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  3. Rek SeshJune 7, 2011 at 11:19 AM

    A hint of mischief, makes me wonder who is is about. Enjoyable.

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  4. AnonymousJune 7, 2011 at 11:39 AM

    You have such a unique style, I am really intrigued by your view on the world

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  5. bttrflyscarJune 7, 2011 at 12:38 PM

    thanks!!

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  6. Wine and WordsJune 7, 2011 at 1:14 PM

    Sometimes that slap is the soundest connection made! I've needed it. I've given it. Neither end all that easy. Beautiful.

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  7. Brother OllieJune 8, 2011 at 6:02 AM

    your imagery jumps out...skill

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  8. bttrflyscarJune 8, 2011 at 6:38 AM

    :D thanks!!

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  9. Buddah MoskowitzJune 8, 2011 at 8:11 AM

    I loved that I didn't "get" this but it was so fun to read. Embrace the mystery!

    good writing, as always! - mosk

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  10. UnknownJune 12, 2011 at 10:12 AM

    this is lovely, Amy! I too noticed the hint of mischief, and I adore the final two lines. :)

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