Sunday, May 4, 2008

Poem: Oasis

Oasis

Lips are a waste land
Longing for tender droplets
Of one gentle kiss

Copyright SGW 2008

For the prompt at One Single Impression: Desert

23 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh, I just love this. Thirty lips looking for love!

paisley said...

oh that is beautiful...

but i cant help but think of the many frogs i have had to kiss in the course of my search.......

STP said...

Ah, but aren't the frogs merely the desert mirage that keeps us thirsty?

maryt/theteach said...

Scott, isn't it just amazing what a writing prompt will generate? Beautiful! :)

Anonymous said...

..Q:..the road less traveled; now where the hell am I?!
Ans:[first things first]On the right track friend!..and your poem is good!

Raven said...

What a beautiful way to convey physical and emotional longing. Wonderful poem.

Anonymous said...

This is so true. Wouldn't it be a nice thing to have? A kiss of love. Makes me so wistful.

SandyCarlson said...

Beautiful. And what of the oases that are optical illusions? So many....
Writing in Faith: Poems

Anonymous said...

Love the phrase "lips are a waste land". Very creative.

Anonymous said...

Leave it to you to take a simple few words and turn it into such an impact of emotion! Bravo my friend!

Jack

Anonymous said...

You made it sensually alive!

pinpricks

Teri said...

Interesting and lovely words!

Anonymous said...

...sigh... i remember... i gotta get out more...

qualcosa di bello said...

so utterly romantic!!!

Annie Jeffries said...

Love truly nurishes, be it a tender kiss for a baby or the passionate kiss of a lover.

Noah the Great said...

Lovely.

Unknown said...

Your snippets are too beautiful. Enlarge them the same way you have concocted it and there you will find a full fledged poem.
congrats.. Keep it up.Who is bothered about political harangue. Do not mar your imagination with such mean thinking.. cheers.. kunjubi

STP said...

Kunjabi: Thank you, I think. Oasis appears to me as just the right size, though. It seems to have evoked enough to allow people's thoughts to run where they'd wish to. That works for me.

Bothered with political harangue? Marring my imagination with mean thinking? I think not. I am of the belief that a poet/writer has a responsibility to record and speak out on what is occurring in society. To not do so is a dereliction of duty as a writer. The last eight years have been ones of wrongheadedness, misguided leadership, pain, suffering, death, and corruption. I must speak to that or I have failed in my pledge to being a writer.

spacedlaw said...

I love your interpretation of the oasis.

Anonymous said...

Oh the longing here! I absolutely love this.

STP said...

I don't even know how to express my appreciation for the emotional response this haiku has received. Thanx to all!!

Michelle Hix said...

Beautiful and sensual.

Cynthia said...

Oh, this poem resonates!