Tamra Amato Poet Free verse

Curve

hand cups a breast
fingertips trace lips and thighs
learning curves of love

crescent lid of light
In frozen glass marbled eyes
penetrates 

Yoke, spills, dilates sun
Noble thick mourning tears
Drop, slip off a dome sky

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Brian Sambourne January 7, 2024 at 5:36 PM This poem yields a wealth of interpretations. Many images that curve in dome like perfection lead to a final stanza that gives a natural resonance to the domes that sustain us. Remarkable writing. Congratulations! Brian

Mahtab Bangalee June 10, 2021 at 11:31 PM That's lovely; superb

Paulette Calasibetta April 9, 2021 at 8:17 AM Tamra, A beautiful and poignant piece, your imagery, inspiring. Congratulations on your win. Blessings, Paulette

Janice Canerdy April 9, 2021 at 6:37 AM A big CONGRATS on your well-deserved win, Tamra. Janice

David Kavanagh August 17, 2020 at 12:31 PM Hi Tamara I’ve read this poem a number of times and depending on my mood get different meanings, all good I have to say, it’s so well thought out, brilliant cheers David

Quoth Theraven December 17, 2019 at 9:50 AM Tamra, Lovely skies in this poem. -Richard Tamra Amato December 19, 2019 at 3:20 PM Thank you for your warm comment..... Means a lot to me. Best to you, Richard. Write On! Tamra

Arturo Michael July 15, 2019 at 7:16 AM I like the first stanza...although all three stand on their own...Well done... Tamra Amato December 19, 2019 at 3:23 PM Thank you, Michael, for your feedback and positive coment. Best, Tamra