| Author | Message | ||
| M
Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4029 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Another Poem About Mermaids Lauriette (Laurie Byro) The girl still wet from their swim in the river, enters the bar. Their fight travels her body like wild roses, blooms her cheeks scarlet. The poet scribbles in the corner, notices a row of sequins missing from her dress. They had disappeared into darkness, the hood of his car warm beneath her thighs. Bang, bang, bang went midnight. Fireflies urged them to slip into the cool rush of water. She had thought it romantic. The vows, the fingertip veil. champagne tickling her like the river on her ankles. He trickled from her as she trudged the first mile, coins clutched in her fists to call her sister. The poet watches while she nods towards the phone. Two drunks brush past, one stoops to pick up the aqua sequins that skitter across the floor. Later, the poet will follow her to where the river meets the ocean. He will watch her wash smoke from her body, where they had blackened corks to smudge her skin. Gleaming once more, a pearl in rain, she swims towards obscurity, dawn drenching her breasts, her eyes the color of faraway love. |
