JTParreira Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Our breasts are on strike Our legs they do not fly far away until the man’s dream Even our joy of the white of teeth The feathers don’t fly in the transparency of the bodies Our body only will light the beauty of the soul. J.T.Parreira Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 I like how, in your verse, you call attention to the other arts. I like how in this one you tie in elements of the physical -- the breasts, the legs, and the white teeth -- with that which lies within: the beauty of the soul. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 this is very good jt. i love the usage of words here. this is by far the best i read from you so far. i know in your home language you probably have so many beautiful poems that need to be translayed into english. i wish my mind would allow me to remember other languages but i suffered brain damage in a car wreck and have a hard time remembering stuff, cheers victor aks pen name larsen Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Wonderful Joao. I agree with Tony and Victor. This sounds so poetical and full with passion Thank you for sharing ALeksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pawn shop Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Superb Four star Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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