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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required GOLD WINNER POEM: Allpoetry July 26 Prompt: Unveil poetic voyage upon walks nude in branches of woodland. _______________________________ I hear Moon swinging in Sky as skin connects with leaf veins drinking nectar from wood anemone Great Mother Goddess booms down onto squirrelled oak soft bursting breasts baiting filled with devotion, crimson veracity She swirling devours corruption red campion with foxgloves juicy my arthritic joints open to west wind Her fat hands bloom blue daisies squirting mauve milk into dusty psyche struggling with fear unclothed cleaving these knees ache to leap in faith dissolve with Her liquid eyes into amber leaking droplets dying my arc a bark of passionate light sweat, scars, memory mingling with red ants into orange earth pondering pores exude stagnant ignorance as I cadence move deeper into unknown depths of woodland where elevated elves await around sanguine smooth purple pond dragonflied alongside Great Mother I scale walls of Power, seeking mysteries to sprinkle into pink womb eternally loved — dried galerina crackle beneath soles as soul soars a poetic voyage where the poor fall pollen grains remembering a white linen skirt covered groin as I scrubbed monastery floors where now my raw toes eat dewdrops glimmering scriptures unsung — derobed as trunks of sycamores I see my digits become artefacts so my mocha stained belly absorbs Great Mother’s clarity ~ together our luminosity design holy spaces in a ferny forest sharing skills climbing crepe myrtle ecstasies — ________________________
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