Your champagne-colored hair
was veiled from the red brewing sun
under a ribbons-plaited bonnet white
you looked sidelong about the garden green
crooning then a Spanish lullaby,
fair curls spilled on bent shoulders loose
as rich turns of laughter dimpled your cheeks aglow
while swiftly stirred the pleated skirt a gushing breeze
raised up the tulle-laced panels with cream-stitched petals high,
into such brightness of air your rhythms rose
beyond the jutting boughs where scarlet flowers dwelt
its smoky chords scoured the listening groves
for some songbird who’d chime along with your throaty peals,
you skipped bare feet upon the tall grass cambered low
and seven and six and five and four and three and two
the soaring notes from lips bare of varnished rouge
trickled down like iced-sugar leafs strewed on blossoms’ skin.
Todays poetry contest entry was written by Lana Bella.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2015?