Iowa Temple

Iowa Temple

A Poem by Waconda Springs

The Fewtch

I borrowed a guitar
from the deaf lady's daughter
carried it
on my back felt
the warmth about
the waist of the blonde

Stairs sunk
like rising water
like a sunset backwards
massive spires curves like gold brick rainbows and blues

I saw her
and saw what

I wanted to see

the curves and lace

© 2015 Waconda Springs

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Oh, nice! Lovely path you took your reader down...left me many thoughts :)

Posted 1 Year Ago

This is frigging amazing. I like your precise word choice and descriptions. It's beautiful

Posted 1 Year Ago

I'm not really on here much anymore, but I'm glad that I came across this one! Really good!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Good poem, WS, almost surreal. Well done. :) Rudi

Posted 1 Year Ago

this was so abstract, and yet not, I loved it. so beautiful. your voice could not be replicated if someone tried.

Posted 1 Year Ago

I loved that "stairs sunk like rising water" - damn - I wish I'd written that W.S.
I could see this raising a roof at a poetry/coffee shop. Magical.

Posted 1 Year Ago

you are still my favorite poet.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Beautiful imagery. You've made a great point, we see what we want to see in something or someone. Perception and interpretation are uniquely our own. I love the backwards sunset lines.

Posted 1 Year Ago

very riveting, great job i enjoyed it

Posted 1 Year Ago

the curves, the lace, the music of her...nice analogy of guitar to a woman---

reminds me of an old poem i read years ago...similar analogy...but yours is sweeter the way it is presented...
sound and feel vs. sight...ah those curves...the sensual music.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on December 27, 2015
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Waconda Springs
Waconda Springs

Edmonton, Canada

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