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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Warm Fingers



Dough loves the girl with warm fingers--

It turns as brown as a kangaroo,

Baking just by being held in her hands.



The girl with warm fingers

Can steam the pool just by catching crawdads.

She can warm you, too, Miss Lonely,

Just by...

Just by...

By and by, just see if she can't.



Her coffee is the happiest coffee--

It never goes cold,

And the girl with warm fingers

Turns seeds into vines

All the time.



I want to live in the outback

With Miss Remarkable, Miss Sweeter Heater.

I want to live inside a coffee bean.

I want to forget I ever knew what winter was.

I want...

I want...

I want her to come down by the green-leaf waterside and snap me

Out of my shell like the first day of summer.

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for One Shot Wednesday

photo by Metin Demiralay (thanks, Hedgewitch!)
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28 comments:

  1. hedgewitchMarch 22, 2011 at 10:00 PM

    Ah, hollow out a coffee bean or two and see if the sofa fits. A most appealing lady, she of the warm digits. You bring her to life, and if you keep doing this, you're going to have to build another room onto the coffee shop. I love the pace in this one, the fragmented sentences--almost like panting in the heat. (And my eyes thank you blissfully for the nice clean font.)

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  2. robkistnerMarch 22, 2011 at 10:23 PM

    Love this piece -- engaging from beginning to end... :)

    and Shay, I agree, bad haiku sucks -- but masterful haiku is magic...

    ...rob kistner
    Image & Verse

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  3. flaubertMarch 22, 2011 at 10:25 PM

    Shay, my this is lovely.
    "I want to live inside a coffee bean.
    I want to forget I ever knew what winter was." you do bring to life the yearning to escape the cold north.

    Pamela

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  4. Brian MillerMarch 22, 2011 at 10:39 PM

    i am rather fond of a warm fingered girl meself...and if she slaps me, i hope she has at least given me the coffee first....

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  5. BeachannyMarch 22, 2011 at 11:04 PM

    Word play - and play on dear Shay. I liked this so much it took me away from the puzzles that plague me today. As always excellent.

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  6. AnonymousMarch 22, 2011 at 11:08 PM

    Felt a warmth in my heart after reading the piece! To put things short. Nice poem!

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  7. Sioux RoslawskiMarch 22, 2011 at 11:26 PM

    "Just by...
    Just by...
    By and by,..." What an incredible connection!

    And "snap me out of my shell" is so _____ clever! It reminds me of the figurative "shell" but also brought to mind shelling peas--a thing of summer, certainly.

    Maybe you could hit your head while bike-riding (a little) and then you could write something merely mediocre?

    I guess not...

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  8. Lisa Ricard ClaroMarch 23, 2011 at 12:45 AM

    Hi - Thanks for visiting my blog. Sioux is a riot,isn't she?

    Love your poem and the imagery. I'm personally not a great poet, so I'm in awe of folks who do it well. Like you!

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  9. signed...bkmMarch 23, 2011 at 12:54 AM

    "...and snap me right out of my shell"......love now you ended this...bkm

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  10. Anita MagdalenaMarch 23, 2011 at 3:27 AM

    Reading your poem was relaxing, love the coffee and warmth, what more does a girl need. ;)

    Anita.

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  11. RavenMarch 23, 2011 at 3:39 AM

    Ooooooh..such a...satisfying poem. I loved it! I love everything you write, sure, but I really loved this one.

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  12. Shashidhar SharmaMarch 23, 2011 at 4:17 AM

    Great imagery and perfect wishes... how I wish, one has that girl with warm fingers to smoothen all the troubled wrinkles of times...
    Last line was great.
    Thanks for sharing..


    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-seed-and-senseless-living.html
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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  13. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 23, 2011 at 5:51 AM

    I love the mood in this one so much! "snap me out of my shell like the first day of summer"....wonderful warm poem, great for the last days of winter......

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  14. James RainsfordMarch 23, 2011 at 8:16 AM

    An evocative and well structured poem, which hopefully, will herald the longed for arrival of spring.

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  15. G-ManMarch 23, 2011 at 9:56 AM

    Warm fingers AND a warm wash cloth!
    Now theres a combo!!
    So you Hate Haiku?
    That's a very strong statement!
    Myself? I hate Mimes!

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  16. LynnMarch 23, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    The first day of summer - not that far away, but it seems like it.

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  17. HelenMarch 23, 2011 at 10:14 AM

    I want ..........

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  18. Brother OllieMarch 23, 2011 at 10:27 AM

    FB - you are never boring! Dig your style.

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  19. DarylMarch 23, 2011 at 10:56 AM

    Send her my way, its cold here

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  20. UnknownMarch 23, 2011 at 11:01 AM

    Want...
    perfectly articulated here.

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  21. AnonymousMarch 23, 2011 at 12:19 PM

    If I was still a drinker, I'd say this has the languor of pineapple and Myers rum in the satch of a sweltering evening on the other side of the world's winter. But I don't drink, so I'll just say yum. - Brendan

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  22. AnonymousMarch 23, 2011 at 12:44 PM

    I especially love that first stanza!

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  23. LolamouseMarch 23, 2011 at 1:06 PM

    Damn, is it hot in here AGAIN? Between my hormonal hot flashes and your poetry, my A/C never stops running!

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  24. LisaMarch 23, 2011 at 2:17 PM

    Love the last stanza the BESTEST...scrumptious...

    Will be back so you can feed me some more :)

    xx

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  25. Maude LynnMarch 23, 2011 at 3:37 PM

    This is SO sexy! Love this one, Shay!

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  26. Carrie Van HornMarch 23, 2011 at 4:17 PM

    This is not for One Shot Wednesday...it is for One HOT Wednesday!!....Shay you have never written anything that I did not love! You are an awesome writer!
    :-)

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  27. SaraMarch 23, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Shay,

    I love the changes you've made to your site. It's so bright and fun, like this poem.

    I love how you can write such sensual poems with so much humor. This one was made me smile.

    I loved the closing lines, "...and snap me/Out of my shell like the first day of summer." They brought a memory of me sitting on a porch with my mother snapping peas.

    This site is so YOU now. I promise to not pluck any blooms without permission:~)

    p.s. I also enjoyed Sioux "outing of you." I always wondered how you produce so many wonderful poems. Well, you know this reader will be back:~)

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  28. AnonymousMarch 23, 2011 at 7:57 PM

    Sexy, indeed. What a wondrous idea, the warm hands.

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