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by Kristina Woodhill

this day i pick the deepest reds
no soft pearl pinks
blues shunned, unsaid
these lips will bright
and say what wills
and if a childish sparkle fills
this lipstick's tube
that too i'll press
against this day's
awaiting flesh
the grandest smear
i've ever worn
will kiss full-mouthed
each hour adorned

i will not blot today


Posted on 11/19/2007
Copyright © 2023 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 11/19/07 at 03:04 AM

The redder the better!!! MFS

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/19/07 at 09:49 AM

beautiful. I love the suggestiveness and boldnes of the decision not to "blot". I love "the day's awaiting flesh". And "kiss full-mouthed". Yes!

Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 11/19/07 at 12:51 PM

i love the big sweeping colorful boldness of this!

Posted by A. Paige White on 11/19/07 at 03:06 PM

Your wit sparkles aplenty, WHY NOT have your lips match in the boldest colors? You go girl!

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/21/07 at 12:52 AM

Fresh analogy of facing the day with full confidence and joy!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 11/21/07 at 11:34 AM

this ode is so wonderfully melodic. it speaks in tones that are metaphorically subtle.

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