Wednesday, March 6, 2013

In a Wink

He flashed
A wink
That ellipti-
Call
Promise of a kiss
or More
Shaft of passion
Refracts
Tracks straight to my
Heart
Strong and sure
Don't ever want
a Cure

This was written for the prompt at Poetry Jam, poetryjaam.blogspot.com to write about a prism, and for Kim's prompt to write about a cure at Poets United poetryroll.blogspot.com, had a great idea to write about curing hatred, but then my husband winked at me, and here we are. Never been able to resist his winks. ;-) Also shared with dversepoets.com Open Link Night, where winking is encouraged.


34 comments:

  1. ah well you def dont want a cure for that now do you...smiles...that ellipti call promise....really cool through that area...and really like how you used the prism in this...

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Brian!! Yep, sometimes you don't want a cure :-) Glad you enjoyed my playing with the prism

      Delete
  2. ...that must have been a magical moment... ha.. smiles...

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Kelvin!! A wink is always magical, somehow, that flash of intimacy, targeted right at you :-) Thank you for the smiles

      Delete
  3. Ahaa!! how miraculous it would have been...loved it :)
    smiles

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Odyzz! Thank you very much for your enthusiasm :-)

      Delete
  4. Promise of a kiss - the anticipation and the hidden meanings, very nice indeed. I like it

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Alan!! It was a wonderful prompt, glad you enjoyed my take on it :-)

      Delete
  5. This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Well, there's no doubting your meaning here :-)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi there!! Yep, no doubt at all :-)

      Delete
  7. Sara this is such a wonderful poem! Love how you broke the word ellipti-call. Could just feel the love for your husband in your words!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Robyn!! Thank you so much, I'm glad that love came through--it's always in those little moments, isn't it? :-)

      Delete
  8. Those winks can be a cure of their own :) Nicely done Sara.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Jennifer!! Love how you turned that phrase--absolutely true :-) Thank you!

      Delete
  9. A sweet moment... No cure for those winks :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Ayala!! Love those sweet moments--thank you for the visit :-)

      Delete
  10. Aww... how sweet & flirtatious.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Laurie!! That's pretty much a wink definition--though sometimes they're saucy too ;-)

      Delete
  11. "Shaft of passion refracts" -- I love it! I agree with you...you surely would NOT want a cure. Smiles.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Mary!! Thank you for noticing that line, it was my favorite :-)

      Delete
  12. LOVE this! Your explanation warmed my heart. We should all enjoy that kind of distracting relationship with the one we love.
    Your word play is a delight and the brevity of the piece lends power. Nicely done.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Kim!!! As always your comments make me smile and feel so appreciated :-) thank you!!

      Delete
  13. ha..no wonder..who really wants a cure when love's so beautiful..thanks for the smile

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Claudia!! Yep, I'll stay afflicted--as the song says :-)

      Delete
  14. This enjambment makes me infinitely happy:
    "That ellipti-
    Call"

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi De!! So glad you enjoyed my enjambment--you are the queen of course, and a constant inspiration :-) Thank you!

      Delete
  15. Love those winks! A warm and lovely piece of writing.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Peggy!! Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it :-)

      Delete
  16. Oh your husband is such a flirt, don't you just love it? What a sweet poem ... nice how you worked the prism into it :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hi Loredana!! Yes, he can be--and I do love it :-) Very nice to see you. Look forward to visiting you, too.

      Delete
  17. Sara, thanks for stopping by and commenting on Mother Jones. Funny, but my two sisters were raised the same, but they are Tea Party union-busters. (Cue Mom, turning in her grave!)

    Loved this poem, in part because you stood the prompt on its ear. There ARE some things, just s few, for which you never, ever want a cure! (wink) Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2013/03/06/night-bus-nyc-3ww-real-toads/

    ReplyDelete
  18. Ha! love it! Such clever wordplay here! bending this prompt around a bit weren't you!? Great response!

    ReplyDelete

Your words are wonderful! Thanks for popping in--I'll be over in a snap!