Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Spicy




she is unforgettable:   gourmet cook, 
skin soft as white magnolia petals,
lips warm and heady like his scotch whisky 


when she showed up one rainy morning, 
he feasted on hot Spanish chocolate cups,
honey tangled churros, and spicy chorizo  


fire on his tongue, he doesn't want to dull with cream                                    





Posted for Poetry Jam:   sensual poetry
Shared with D'verse Poets Pub:   Open Link Night - hosted by Joy Ann Jones


Poetry form:   Sevenling- a poem of 7 lines.  
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31 comments:

  1. Margaret25 January 2012 at 22:49

    lips warm and heady like his scotch whiskey

    THAT is one awesome line. I thought of you, ya know, when I saw this week's prompt! I just knew it would be good. :)

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  2. Susie Clevenger25 January 2012 at 23:00

    fire on his tongue, he doesn't want to dull with cream...my my..steamy, sensual..love it!!

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  3. Brian Miller25 January 2012 at 23:27

    sounds like a burn i would not mind you know...nice and sensual grace...

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  4. Anonymous26 January 2012 at 00:04

    deep dude... deep...

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  5. Robert Gibson: PWES Editor26 January 2012 at 06:25

    daaaaaaaaaaaaamn.........

    I LOVE IT!

    Wow... awesomely hot :)

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  6. Pat Hatt26 January 2012 at 08:03

    Put my hand on that burner anytime...haha

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  7. Carrie Van Horn26 January 2012 at 08:04

    That last line is killer.....beautiful writing Heaven as always! :-)

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  8. Daydreamertoo26 January 2012 at 08:05

    Ooooo... Lovely cookery going on ;)

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  9. Steve King26 January 2012 at 08:44

    What a great litany of sensation. Great imagination and execution. Fine poem....

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  10. kaykuala26 January 2012 at 09:34

    Great verse and great imagery!

    Hank

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  11. Helen26 January 2012 at 09:44

    Rich, lush, a treat for OUR senses!

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  12. Laurie Kolp26 January 2012 at 09:46

    Hot stuff... very stimulating.

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  13. Anonymous26 January 2012 at 10:58

    I like chocolate Spanish cups, which are probably a food dish but also her breasts I assume.

    Do you mean "churros"? Yum! But chorizo would taste pretty nasty after the sweets. Maybe I'm reading too much double entendre into this ... but does "cream" mean what I think it means? At first, I thought it was going back to her white skin, as in now that he's stuffed with food and his tongue is on fire, maybe he doesn't actually want her. Or "cream" could relate to dulling his tongue in other ways. Then again, maybe I'm saying way too much. But I couldn't help it with this thought-provoking poem! Beautiful work, Grace.

    ~Shawna
    rosemarymint.wordpress.com

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  14. Scarlet26 January 2012 at 11:51

    Thanks for the comments. Shawna, churros it is and they are delicious.

    Once your tongue has tasted the "flavourful" food, you are never going back to eating plain stuff. Thanks for the visit ~

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  15. Mary26 January 2012 at 12:23

    Visiting from Poetry Jam this time: Oh, I would 'die' for good churros! This makes my mouth water. And I agree about flavorful stuff. Sometimes when I am in a Mexican or Thai restaurant, I ask about some dish...and the waiter says, "Oh, but it is spicy" as if to apologize. And I say..GOOD, that is what I will order.

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  16. Natalie Sunflowers26 January 2012 at 13:28

    positive burn,
    well penned,

    Happy Rally.

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  17. Natalie Sunflowers26 January 2012 at 13:28

    positive burn,
    well penned,

    Happy Rally.

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  18. Doctor FTSE26 January 2012 at 13:31

    Goes with the prompt beautifully.
    Hope you won't be offended if I point out that Scotch is "Whisky." "Whiskey" is Irish and American.

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  19. Scarlet26 January 2012 at 15:38

    Thanks Doctor FTSE - I don't drink so I wasn't aware of this.

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  20. Lolamouse26 January 2012 at 20:15

    I haven't had a churro in years! They're so good dunked in chocolate (Mexican hot chocolate). Your poem rocks, as always.

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  21. Anonymous27 January 2012 at 01:28

    very nice!!!!

    xo

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  22. Lucy Westenra27 January 2012 at 02:26

    Very tasty!

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  23. Wander27 January 2012 at 02:34

    I felt this one...thank you

    http://wanderwithoutbeinglost.blogspot.com/2012/01/bound.html

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  24. rch28 January 2012 at 05:04

    A wonderfully spicy tale of romance and various appetites - HOT!

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  25. Becky Sain28 January 2012 at 09:08

    Yowza! Very nice.

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  26. Christine28 January 2012 at 11:57

    spicy!

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  27. Bodhirose28 January 2012 at 16:21

    Rich and flavorful in many ways...what an image that last line left in my mind!

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  28. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall29 January 2012 at 18:57

    bittersweet.
    wow.

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  29. my heart's love songs30 January 2012 at 07:29

    a feast of the senses... a sensual delight!

    thank you SO much for your wonderful poem linked to Poetry Jam, Heaven! LOVE it!

    dani ♥

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  30. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry3 February 2012 at 12:38

    sweet...

    you are truly talented in writing such profound romantic piece.

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  31. Angel6 February 2012 at 19:10

    This is beautiful.

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