Treasure Island

Captain Cur

(England)

A Composition Of Rare Feminine Art, Not Even


Not even a master sculptor
Could form lips soft as your velvet bows
Curved slightly upwards they unveil
Bright embers of your facial glow.

Not even a famous poet
Could find the words to describe
That special quality about you
when your smile comes alive.

Not even a concert pianist
Could reach a note as high
Or touch the depth of the emotion
That's contained within your eyes.

Not even a gifted artist
Could uncover with his brush
That special shade that rises
In sweet Jennifer's blush.

Submitted: Friday, May 24, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 25, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (7/10/2013 9:30:00 AM)

    This is very nice Captain. I really enjoyed the beauty
    of this poem. The subject of your affection must have
    been captivating! Not only Jennifer blushed but I did
    too. Ha! Ha! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (5/27/2013 11:40:00 PM)

    I disagree with the point in the 2nd stanza after reading the complete poetic description, your tabs can work wonders, they do! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (5/25/2013 12:28:00 AM)

    Such a lovely and lovely poetry, full of artistic words in expression delivery! ! always good and creative captain u are_Soul (Report) Reply

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