Debbie Guzzi Poet Narrative

Up Periscope

Inside the racy, forest-green, alpha romeo
moisture beads the glass
like the facets of the jewel
she dreams on her ring finger.

The lush leather blackness
glazes skin golden in the lamplight
cradling the lingering lovers
tousled tendrils, twine.

Deep, dark, eyes search for meaning
in an ocean of salt and seed.
Periscope breaches silken surfaces
revealing an odd cant to the moon
at the submarine races.

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Carol Sunshine Brown November 8, 2010 at 11:10 AM Congratulations on your winning write in Frank's Love Story Contest Deborah. Love,Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta November 8, 2010 at 5:50 AM Congratulations on this well deserved win, Debbie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 8, 2010 at 5:50 AM Congrats Debbie on your HM in the Love Story contest with this wonderful write and win .. great title TEACH.. very creative .. enjoy your special honor with lots of luv..pupil..in luv..

Michael J. Falotico November 8, 2010 at 5:03 AM Beautiful write for a lovely love story you have...Congrats on you success....always Michael

Tahera Mannan November 8, 2010 at 4:54 AM Many congratulations Deborah for this super win.

David Smalling April 8, 2009 at 10:37 AM A nice way to describe those matrimonial expectations that yearning ladies use to motivate their rituals ... beyond my ethnographic read ... a delightful poem, delivered with sensitivity and mastery.

Judith Angell Meyer April 7, 2009 at 9:31 AM Oh my gosh! Someone knows about submarine races. I was VERY naive when I heard that one for the first time. Love this poem. (My new husband took me to a beach off Staten Island to "watch" them! Thank you too for stopping by to comment on my poetry. Dad only had girls, and luckily I was a tomboy! ~J~

Donald Meikle April 3, 2009 at 12:58 PM Haven't been to the submarine races in ages! Is Camden still as picturesque as ever or still snow bound? We found it from a 40 footer touring from Quincy. How do I soup mail? (We're gathing as much info as possible

Abe Lopez April 1, 2009 at 5:27 PM I love the imagery. this well done!

Robin L. Gass April 1, 2009 at 5:22 PM Your imagery is like, Wow Debbie! I like the way Lolita phrased it. Grace and elegance is a wonderful description of your writing. Beautiful poetry from my beautiful friend! Love, Robin

Lena Townsend April 1, 2009 at 1:35 PM Wow Deborah, another beautiful write. The imagery is so wonderful. You write with so much grace and elegance. Great writing. Smiles from Lolita

Charmaine Chircop April 1, 2009 at 1:15 PM deep dark eyes searching for meaning in an ocean of salt and seed,loved this verse,i feel the message so deep and direct,bravo as always my sweet friend,charma;-)

Mohammad Yamin April 1, 2009 at 1:10 PM Thanks Deborah for your lavish praise of my poem The Flame of Thoughts. I am honoured. Your poem Up Periscope is awesome. It has beautiful imagery and brilliant choice of words. Wish you greater success in the realm of poetry. -Mohammad