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For Constance La France's Abandon Contest...submitted 20 May 25...' it must be summer...there are no restrictions on one's expression of spontaneity...' ~ by poet
Summer In Wild Abandon
POTD
Tipping the light with curves arched
and flowing with rain,
she mounts her tinseled limbs
on summertime's crest--
The trees, seeds, and flame
in her eyes lightly open
the fingertips of near August.
Quick to beat on belly drums,
her shadow trance melts
the liquid stars in one tender rush...
How unbridled and young is she,
holding the skirt that lifts into a dance
of raw abandon: the moon hangs
like a harp strutting a rhumba that drifts
on gloss of her arms:
And if every detail of silk on her derriere
can be sewn in weaves fondling her shade ,
this she shall bring too...
In a summer of July's reckless abandon.
First place~
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