summer love

summer love

A Poem by highonwords

flower-printed hearts,
in a getaway summer love,

blaring hippie highway blues,
fixed on a star of desire

paradise is a narrow cleft
between two wayward bodies,

leaning to the left of rolling grass,
with patches of canyon-red

a slight tinge of regret
is lost on love-drunken eyes

what the fickle rain-shower
could not wash away,

is the amber breath of whiskey
between their lips, an entwining of hips

the trace of finger-lust
on miles and miles of naked skin

towards a shattered-glass horizon,
carving itself on their faces

© 2016 highonwords


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the third stanza is just -- perfect. A really strong poem over all -- I would however suggest carving "in" instead of "on" -- I limit my suggestions to grammar, for the most part -- but you know best what you mean.

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

thank you kl for the suggestion, the review, and the visit

my best,
steph
hippie highway blues----rolling grass...breath of whiskey...shattered-glass horizon....reminds me of the sixties in college...the movement...

and then later the disappointment of where it all went...and yet the impression of us still carved on that mountain we never quite reached...

yes, there seems a disjointment about this...but there was about that time too...so i relate to how it reads for me...

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

i am not really personally familiar with the hippie movement, aside from what i learned about it fro.. read more
The lines are a little disjointed, but they do paint a sensual picture of a summer love. Not sure why you separated the thoughts this way. Lydia

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

i have a lot to improve - it's a long way - which parts do you think are disjointed, maybe i could r.. read more
Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

The ideas really don't flow....and there is no reason to separate the lines as you have.
Wow Steph! This is great stuff. The metaphors, narrative, excitement of the poem unfolding. We are far apart but you deserve a big, fat wet kiss from yours truly.

Smooch!

Regards,
Al

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

thank you for the ecstatic review, al :)

my best,
steph
I am not very good at constructive criticism, but I loved it. descriptions are amazing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


highonwords

8 Years Ago

hi megan, thank you for the visit, for your words

my best,
steph
I'd appreciate constructive criticism on this, as i really want to improve my writing

Posted 8 Years Ago



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NOTE: Formerly my pen-name on this site is letterhead, but since i also have an account on DeviantArt, with a different pen-name, which is highonwords (stephanie) - i am going to use highonwords here .. more..

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