[posted Thursday, January 8, 2009 -- postdated 'Sunday']
Skin
Skin is magical stuff to me
Bone cloak take for granted unless
scratches bruises are there to see
A small worry nevertheless
Hot wind blows it so very dry
T’will be all right for this old man
drug store’s magic fix I can try
Woman dare not leave hers to tan
A little too much wine I’ll flush
Still sway and dance with the royal
just go the merry night with blush
The next day’s sun I wake all pale
Freckles from my grandpa I got
Not a problem for me at all
I’ve lived with them they mean a lot
Though girls rue them a gift with gall
This funny skin now I reflect
Its God’s forgotten part of me
all in his glorious plan I ‘spect
I’ll gladly take it like it be
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shiny sea of salt
shiny see of skin I like
QM2 sun deck
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Tag: One Single Impression Skin
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same goes for my poetry attempts (don't know how, but I enjoy it!).
Tag: One Single Impression Skin
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same goes for my poetry attempts (don't know how, but I enjoy it!).
You're so right, Jim. We forget our skin until it has a problem. Yet even when we're good to it, it gives us away! Be careful around the wine!
ReplyDeleteThat was worth waiting a week for! Enjoyed your poetic inventory of the prompt very much.
ReplyDeleteThis is the problem - we forget the wrapper and get to what's inside.
ReplyDeleteLate but worth it.
jim, you are teasing those of us stuck in some winter bookends... all from the deck of a wonderful lady!
ReplyDeleteDancing, wine, sunshine penned in clever poem - who could wish for more? Nicely done...
ReplyDeleteThose look like your feet in the picture on the right. You had the ugly feet contest, and I remember yours.
ReplyDeleteRead somewhere that our skin is the biggest organ in our body.
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