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Laying In Wait

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         Like oils on canvas
             envision this

      blades of grass weave 
          through her hair
              along with
             wild flowers 
               little flies
            and little ants

         The sun so bright
            at top of day
       she is laying in wait
                   as 
Jehovah God Almighty Created

     for my fingers like rain
       on her skin to dance

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Kp Nunez

April 20, 2015 at 4:44 AM

Thank you dear poet...actually on a summer vacation myself. Apologies for too much density...maybe from the sea water that has seeped to this reader's brain...:)). Should start thinking along the same lines as these immensely talented poets on here. Where I am though, the ants and flies are in the air...don't worry I left maybe 2 sevens, I think...:)

Kp Nunez

April 20, 2015 at 4:14 AM

Saw your reply to Catie - le femme... obviously you refer to "her" in the feminine gender...however dear poet, do tell! flies and ants in her hair? ugh! :))))))

James Peranteau

April 20, 2015 at 4:31 AM

OK OK, I give 1) Did ya ever see the sun shinning so bright that you can see a stream of dust particles glistening 2) If you are out on the grass naked or not and the sun is shinning, you will see these little flies flying around( her hair, and bod) and even maybe a few little ants roaming around....it's nature fer true dear poet. 3) If you would have seen this beauty laying naked on the grass last summer, you would understand mine write 4) It could have been big green flies and mean looking red ants around this "La Femme"...it still would have been such the beautiful vision ! 5) *smiles*

Kp Nunez

April 20, 2015 at 12:09 AM

Stumped...for the life of me I can't visualize the one that inspired this poem...the images in my mind just looks too improbable...:) I give up! Now, you have to tell...:)

James Peranteau

April 20, 2015 at 3:32 AM

Yea ! Finally I stumped a reader with one of my writes ! *smiles*