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the dancer
by David R Spellman
she painted me a picture
with her smooth lines
and rounded curves
which my eyes could
not help but graze;
with oils glistening
all rouge and scarlets
left to contrast
with my blush
09/15/2006 Posted on 09/17/2006
Copyright © 2026 David R Spellman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/17/06 at 08:34 PM You speak volumes in a few lines. The last line really draws a vivid picture in my mind! |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 09/17/06 at 11:40 PM Subtle but revealing, like an intimate whisper. I like this. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 09/22/06 at 12:39 PM Great job David, loved the line "which my eyes could not help but graze". As Quentin said, this says so much in so few lines. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/25/06 at 12:58 AM Much is left to our imagination here, which I like. I also love the colors contrasting with your blush. This has a subtle sensual feel about it. Nicely done. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/25/06 at 12:22 PM Excellent combination of colours Dave, easily forming a clear picture on the canvas of the mind. |
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