Wednesday, June 27, 2012

"Untouched" (poem)


We Write Poems asked us to write a poem based on this quote:

What if there were a hidden pleasure
in calling one thing
by another’s name?


~Rae Armantrout



"Untouched"


He called her all things smooth and buttery

Honeysuckle, gummy-bear, syrupy

Feeding her graciously on words nectar

Always brewing, slowly pouring syllables

But his tongue dared not touch the name of hers

Never cut itself on the sharp contours

Of the edgy sounds in tune with her soul

Ragged and beautiful like truth itself




Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur

8 comments:

  1. Lovely. The last line is especially great.

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  2. Oh, my goodness!! I love this poem! The close! Beautiful ALL!

    "Feeding her graciously on words nectar

    Always brewing, slowly pouring syllables"

    Love this, too!! Excellent poem, Happy Sasha!!

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  3. Thank you Hannah, I'd recognize your smiles anywhere, even under the "unhindered" mask :-)

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  4. Thank you for your comment, Irene!

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