Sandra Dodd

Rookie (April 17,1967 / Los Angeles, CA)

Artist - Poem by Sandra Dodd

Never have I drawn or painted
though I regard my body as my instrument
With it and voice expressionism I create

Artist,
can you teach me to paint
your body in ecstasy?

You can be my canvas
I will work your beauty
to a colorful blush of orgasmic gism

Upon your manly vessel and heavenly chest
I will blend the paints with my tongue
until one color flows into another
as a breathing kaleidoscope

Then you can push into me
press your canvas upon mine

While you paint I will scream a symphony
and teach you the melody rhythm
of my painted instrument


Comments about Artist by Sandra Dodd

  • C. P. Sharma (2/16/2010 12:20:00 AM)


    I appreciate your adventure. There lies the art of cosmic creation. All else is recreation.
    God made sheep and we made Dolly
    And in doing so was our greatest folly.
    CP
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  • (2/8/2010 7:44:00 PM)


    my goodness Sandra D you are a great poet! ! ! !
    this poem really got to me and made me feel like I was in that poem when I read it.
    Absolutely A-M-A-Z-I-N-G
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  • (1/29/2010 6:26:00 PM)


    Erotic and vivid....very nice! (Report) Reply

  • Dr.subhendu Kar (1/28/2010 3:27:00 PM)


    While you paint I will scream a symphony
    and teach you the melody rhythm
    of my painted instrumen............................wow...oh what kind of art, as it was the first portrayal of Adam and Eve onto the day of eternity, across the necessity of organic evolution cutting the edges of art of paints by colors flicking from rainbow, lest blue may ever rejoice over lofty chest of wide sky, most passionate write yet with imagery and metaphors,10+++, thanks fo sharing
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  • (1/25/2010 5:14:00 PM)


    Only one statement ' artist is small part from the dramatical subject sometime is good and another time is hypocrite. your poem is excellent (Report) Reply

  • (1/25/2010 8:38:00 AM)


    excellent write

    a salve was your love it was ecstasy
    left me breathless, cradled in love now I swell. : -)

    is the Song Of My Love
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010



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