A Sahara of Sorts


A Sahara of Sorts

The desert’s dessert’s a date; mine
came late, with hair palm-mussed
and blushes deep as sunburn stuttering
through the tangle of door and greeting.
We rushed to an encampment
of sheet–each, just late
of a “relationship” (as in
left high and dry) and
not yet willing to wade into any
true waters, but still deserving–make that,
desperate for–a firm moist warmth
that whetted (otherwise) arid lips and tasted
in night’s desolation almost


Here’s a rather silly, but I hope fun, poem for Hannah’s desert challenge on With Real Toads

Since initially posting, I inadvertently un-posted, so I am posting again.  


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15 Comments on “A Sahara of Sorts”

  1. brian miller Says:

    desperate for–a firm moist warmth
    that whetted (otherwise) arid lips and tasted,

    ah there are all kinds of deserts…that need watering…ha…some nice allit as well sunburn stuttering…

  2. Love the sound qualities you play with and I agree with Brian…nice metaphorical desert you bring, Karen. Thank you!

  3. hedgewitch Says:

    Lots of smart and smile-making wordplay in this k–starting in the first line. You’ve managed to put a double-entendre into all kinds of tender concepts, that takes them into the more arid areas where our intellects have to digest and accommodate them. I especially like the ‘encampment of sheet,’ prompting us to think of a nomadic sort of tent blowing in the desert wind…a temporary shelter, for sure. I have always found (the real) dates much much too sweet, but maybe in a desert, they are lavishly good just by contrast.

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      Thanks – it was a bit darker, but seemed to fit into such sexual stereotypes that I went for a sweeter version. Maybe too sweet! But you know all those word games are much fun to someone of my ilk. k.

  4. Stunning use of language k. I like this.

  5. Sherry Marr Says:

    This is a very clever response to the prompt. I enjoyed the double entendres very much.

  6. This is such a strong poem. The metaphor is richly realized, and in reading I could imagine both the desert oasis and the new found lover. I relished every line.

  7. Margaret Says:

    A perfect metaphor and truly enjoyed this clever poem.

  8. desperate for–a firm moist warmth that whetted (otherwise) arid lips and tasted in night’s desolation almost sweet…..Love that. I read it out loud to hear all the delicious sound play your wrote into it.

  9. Helen Dehner Says:

    Susie is right about reading it aloud … almost a tongue twister, sweet on the lips

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