Here's a draft of a new poem I'm working on and hope to submit to a journal eventually.
New Love in the Evening
The sky, a scrim of damask;
The bay a pulsing sheet of satinet.
We lay among the whispering sea oats
Sharing smiles and tentative touches
In sunset's sudden brilliance.
No tsunami of salty passions
No urgent struggle and tangle of limbs,
No shuddering of the earth beneath us -
Just a gentle convergence of warm awareness,
Like an imperceptible shifting of sands before the breeze,
A stirring and swelling of innocent desire
Sweetly buoyed by a slowly rising tide of nascent love.
I bent to kiss your lovely hands,
Surprised by your tears as you leaned into my arms,
While the new moon sailed above,
Stately as a swan,
Attended by a skein of twinkling stars.
[Update: submitted to Poetry Magazine on 1/13/2010]
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What a melt-my-heart poem!! Good luck in the contest. I am sure you will get the blue ribbon, of course!
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