Mauve Picks a Winner

Spindly stretching brambles rebel from main form
    Amused bending stems eject spikes of rhino horn
    Thorns barely a repellent for birds resourceful
    Tweezer glowing twilight globe, a bitter morsel


    Fresh field alien green cone births berry's infant
    Chantilly lace pale pink petticoat wraps nymphet 
    Confetti celebratory moult bulges her fertility 
    Eighty protruding bulbs shiver in vulnerability 


    Stern season carousel chastens scanty branches
    Snow swallow, boggy terrain new tepid attaches
    Saw edge foliage unfold, twitching fox ears
    Clusters encombour limbs, absinthe adheres


    Florid flocks tossle, augment midnight family babble 
    Morning dew melt sapor stains fingers which dabble
    Outcast tongue teaser, lumpy rubber cleaved
    Mauve motivate jaunty juice, mouth received



                  9th August 2022

                Written for Contest:
            Thoughts on Blackberries
                     Sponsor:
                    Matt Caliri
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Peck Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 11:50 AM
Wow-what a lovely poem! Congratulations on your win!
La France Avatar
September 8, 2022 at 2:06 PM
Sigrid, a beautiful poem, wonderfully penned and congratulations on your win in the contest _peace and tranquility ~
Kyser Avatar
September 8, 2022 at 1:39 PM
Indeed, what Kim said! Very unique and enjoyable to read. Well done!
Rodrigues Avatar
September 8, 2022 at 10:44 AM
Tasty each word. Congratulations on 2nd place!
Alex Avatar
September 8, 2022 at 9:06 AM
Wonderful writing. Great detail. Highly poetic. Congratulations!
Caliri Avatar
September 8, 2022 at 8:45 AM
Congrats on 2nd place in my blackberry contest out of 37 entries! Yours stood out big time...loved everything about it. It felt like I was climbing from word to word, like a mysterious puzzle. It felt like a bramble of blackberry bushes but made of words. Excellent work!
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