Shownotes
Honey
Debbie Radford
Honey pools in the dip of my waist.
It flows like warm sunlight down my thighs.
Every curve a golden river,
every step a supple pour.
Like a honeycomb,
my body is textured and endless,
mailable like bees wax,
with threads of dripping sweetness
curling around my hips.
My skin gleams like amber
in the late afternoon-
something one cannot help but savor.
I wear the curves of my body
like sugar silk-
soft, lustrous, and shimmering
in a sunshine touch.
I am the sap of my creation,
overflowing in luxury
I melt into the depths of my form,
as smooth as nectar's fall-slow and sure.
Each layer of me ripened in richness,
and oozing in flavor.
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Mentioned in this episode:
Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice.
We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
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