schooled in seduction
bandied like young bucks
at the sight of
her winsome face
her womanly walk
Behold, that silksultry cool
© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Mama Zen at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads asked us for eight. Eight lines, eight words, anything Eight.
Eight lines to describe the face a thousand words could not paint… I’ve known this woman. Today, she’s still got it… she just uses it to better advantage!
Also at my poetic perch, Poets United.
September 12, 2013 at 3:51 pm
September 12, 2013 at 4:34 pm
ha, if you got it use it…and leave them all mezmerized in your passing…smiles.
September 12, 2013 at 4:54 pm
You got it all right! 🙂
September 12, 2013 at 4:59 pm
Using it to better advantage – yes, I like that! 🙂
September 12, 2013 at 5:09 pm
September 12, 2013 at 6:01 pm
mmm. mmm. mmmmmmm.
September 12, 2013 at 8:33 pm
ZING! This is outstanding! I’ve bookmarked it. I’ve been collecting a number of amazing poems lately, gonna make me my own personal poetry book, stapled and tucked away for me to keep on my shelf. Glad to add your name to it 🙂 I’m sure this won’t be the last.
September 12, 2013 at 9:22 pm
LOVE this phrase:
Susie Clevenger (@wingsobutterfly)
September 13, 2013 at 12:45 am
Great piece…”silksultry cool” wish I had it. 🙂
September 13, 2013 at 8:08 am
Very nicely delivered here, Amy.
September 13, 2013 at 12:39 pm