This Bountiful Earth
Oh, this bountiful earth,
Rife with women who primp,
In mirrors reflected
With brushes, mascara,
Wielding care, dressing up,
Curved cornucopia
Of lovely attraction,
Displayed on warm evenings
Ingrid sashays down the street,
A banquet from head to her feet:
Male heads turn and gape
At her luscious shape
And how she waggles her seat—
Eyes feast
On her bosom
And feminine waistline,
Lips stammer thanks for this bounty
On earth.
November 16, 2017
Cornucopia Poetry Contest,
Kim Rodrigues, Sponsor
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2017
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