Sunday, February 12, 2012

Godiva





My mouth rides
the escalator,

releases the beast.
I rise from my socks,

leave my clothes
on the mezzanine,

settle on a pair
of God's holy trousers.

Valentine's is a reason
to buy myself a box.



tk/February 2012



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51 comments:

  1. Brian MillerSun Feb 12, 08:27:00 AM

    a little box of heaven eh? ha

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  2. MartinSun Feb 12, 08:51:00 AM

    You know, you'll have to have them all pulled out, after the Savoy Truffle.

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  3. ManicddailySun Feb 12, 09:38:00 AM

    Ha. I wrote about the same thing, but a bit different. K.

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  4. Sharon RoseSun Feb 12, 09:46:00 AM

    Lovely box of heaven, here.

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  5. Rob-bearSun Feb 12, 09:54:00 AM

    A case where things look better in black and white.

    Awesome photo!

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  6. stevenSun Feb 12, 09:58:00 AM

    God's holy trousers!!! so cool tess!!! steven

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  7. JinksySun Feb 12, 10:46:00 AM

    I'd have hoped Godiva didn't wear socks to rise from...LOL

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  8. JANUSun Feb 12, 10:47:00 AM

    Cool...wow!

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  9. susan m hinckleySun Feb 12, 11:03:00 AM

    Oooh -- perfect prompt,and perfect words to go with it. Well done!

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  10. Other MarySun Feb 12, 11:20:00 AM

    What yummy verse to go with a tasty image! :o)

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  11. CC ChampagneSun Feb 12, 11:23:00 AM

    Ohhhhh... Steamy hot that one! Perfect for the Valentine's week! Great job Tess!

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  12. stephen HayesSun Feb 12, 01:00:00 PM

    I can't find God in any of the trousers I try to squeeze into. Nice poem.

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  13. MarchelineSun Feb 12, 01:10:00 PM

    A pile of gorgeous cocoa-skinned men... who needs candy? (Or trousers!) 8-)

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  14. Yvonne OsborneSun Feb 12, 01:13:00 PM

    Oh, it's Valentine week? I totally took a different track.

    Beautiful, as always!

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  15. Glenn ButtkusSun Feb 12, 01:38:00 PM

    You can be our collective Valentine'
    for sure, as you found the heat,
    stirred the lust behind the Hallmark
    bullshit; steamy and profound, as
    always.

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  16. KarenSun Feb 12, 02:05:00 PM

    Ah yes...my fave, Godiva. A lovely read.

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  17. LolamouseSun Feb 12, 02:49:00 PM

    Sweet!

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  18. jabblogSun Feb 12, 02:59:00 PM

    Milk and dark chocolate - nice (but leave out the white chocolate!)

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  19. ayalaSun Feb 12, 03:41:00 PM

    Love chocolate :) Nice write and Happy Valentine's Day!

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  20. Maude LynnSun Feb 12, 04:11:00 PM

    "God's holy trousers" is just amazing!

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  21. UnknownSun Feb 12, 04:34:00 PM

    Valentines' has a way of leading us to our child indulgent id. Your poem has captured the essence. A mouthwatering write Tess. Thank you for sharing and while you are at the mall, could you pick me up a box too?
    Sweet! xo

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  22. BarbaraSun Feb 12, 06:09:00 PM

    chuckle, on the holy trousers
    blessed be the chocolatiers

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  23. Laurie KolpSun Feb 12, 07:14:00 PM

    Perfect Valentine's gift for someone special! Hope you have a great one.

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  24. lucychiliSun Feb 12, 10:10:00 PM

    i like the socks =)

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  25. Carolina LintheadSun Feb 12, 10:51:00 PM

    "I rise from my socks" is brilliant, and SO you...this melts in the mouth and drips poignancy. Make it a big box of the best...Godiva, indeed...let your mouth ride that escalator, my friend.

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  26. KittenMon Feb 13, 12:07:00 AM

    Beautifully written. Makes me want to be covered in chocolate.

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  27. Wayne PitchkoMon Feb 13, 12:20:00 AM

    well I certainly went a different way.....really like where you went with the pic.....thanks for sharing again

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  28. Anthony DuceMon Feb 13, 12:37:00 AM

    A great interpretation.

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  29. ninotazizMon Feb 13, 07:40:00 AM

    I loved the photo and I certainly love it that this poem was light hearted.

    A little bit upset though that her dark horse is missing!

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  30. izzyMon Feb 13, 08:37:00 AM

    Yup I could be transported by chocolate!

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  31. dsMon Feb 13, 12:15:00 PM

    HA! Brilliant stuff. Thank you.

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  32. Kat MortensenMon Feb 13, 12:46:00 PM

    That opening line is a wonder! She is the vanilla creme center, I think.

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  33. AnonymousMon Feb 13, 03:00:00 PM

    I agree! It's always a good time to buy yourself a treat. Who needs a holiday for that?

    I love this:
    "My mouth rides
    the escalator"

    ~Shawna
    rosemarymint.wordpress.com

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  34. Kathe W.Mon Feb 13, 03:04:00 PM

    incredible image-love God's Holy Trousers!

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  35. LynMon Feb 13, 04:11:00 PM

    Chocolate covered dream...that's what this is!!

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  36. Carrie Van HornMon Feb 13, 05:42:00 PM

    Wow....can I have some? :-)

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  37. RDMon Feb 13, 05:49:00 PM

    "rides the escalator"....this comes from a higher place

    nicely done

    Peace

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  38. HelenMon Feb 13, 06:29:00 PM

    "Lady" you sure packed this with a huge punch!!

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  39. MichaelTue Feb 14, 12:30:00 AM

    is it juvenile of me to only think...ouch?

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  40. WanderTue Feb 14, 12:51:00 AM

    Tess this is a lovely poem. for some strange reason I tried to write a poem to the prompt but all I could think of while looking at this pic was -------. You will see if you come by and like me you probably will have no idea how I got there from here.

    Wander

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  41. Arian TejanoTue Feb 14, 01:16:00 AM

    this made me smile, reminding me of my childhood keepsakes.

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  42. Williamz JungleJuiceTue Feb 14, 04:36:00 AM

    Yes, a little box of exotic chocolates with the taste of sweet, sensual pleasures. Good take on the image. Very modern...very apt.
    WJJ

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  43. Isabel DoyleTue Feb 14, 10:06:00 AM

    and the calorie count? Fine poem Tess. Bizarre image.

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  44. Stafford RayTue Feb 14, 12:15:00 PM

    Holy mackerel! Holy smoke! Holy trousers! Tess, I think you have created a new holy exclamation!

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  45. ~KristinaTue Feb 14, 01:49:00 PM

    what brilliant words to put together.

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  46. KavitaTue Feb 14, 02:52:00 PM

    Sluurrrrrrrrrrrrrpppp....
    What a delicious read, Tess!

    Ahh.. Godiva! Ouch... my teeth don't permit too much of heaven though! Dang!

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  47. zongrikTue Feb 14, 03:51:00 PM

    nice box of heaven

    <a href="http://zongrik.wordpress.com/2012/02/14/haunting-suppleness/>haunting suppleness</a>

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  48. kaykualaTue Feb 14, 06:16:00 PM

    The box, yes the box! Why they didn't think about it?

    Hank

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  49. HelenaWed Feb 15, 01:46:00 PM

    What a fabulous piece! Those trousers sure are popular....!

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  50. JJ Roa RodriguezWed Feb 15, 10:27:00 PM

    Cool!...

    JJRod'z

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  51. chiccorealThu Feb 16, 10:34:00 AM

    Dear Tess: Delicious~ I must try Godiva...so smooth on smooth~!

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