NaPoWriMo: 50 Rich Traits

#NaPoWriMo2018 #Day27 prompt by Poetry Cafe KL
#NaPoWriMo #50wordsfor There are 50 words to describe snow. What else can you describe in 50 ways?

50. Toes that have smelled the ground
49. Soles that have tried many roads
48. Heels always ready to spring into stride
47. Feet that know where to go
46. Ankles like scaffolding
45. Calves that ploughed a true journey
44. Knees that have knelt before God
43. Quads that have conquered marathons
42. Hamstrings stretched to reach greater heights
41. Gluts that curve bodaciously
40. Hips that have danced till sunrise
39. Core as strong as pillars
38. Stomach that ventures for the exotic
37. Guts that challenge the mediocre
36. Chest as wide as the horizons
35. Heart that beats with warrior drums
34. Lungs that have tasted nicotine
33. Diaphragm that breathes deeply
32. Sternum that is humble
31. Clavicles that are welcoming
30. Shoulders that bear the weight of the nation
29. Arms that embrace fully
28. Triceps that withstand adversity
27. Biceps that lift burdens
26. Elbows that never nudge
25. Forearms willing to embrace
24. Hands that work from dawn till dusk
23. Palms that give more than they take
22. Wrist that do not worry
21. Fingers that never point
20. Grip that is willing to let go
19. Fist that never forms
18. Carotids fueled by passion
17. Jugulars that know no fear
16. Neck straight with confidence
15. Nape that yearns for affection
14. Hair like silk woven maps
13. Crown fit for a king
12. Temples that know the ringing of church bells
11. Brows like hedges of protection
10. Crowsfeet that line your wisdom
9. Eyes like fireflies in the mangroves
8. Ears that seek knowledge
7. Cheeks that draw lines to the sky
6. Dimples like the eyes of dark cherries
5. Jawline that defines your future
4. Chin prominent with security
3. A smile that ends conflict
2. Voice that speak in humility
1. Lips that tell no lie.

- Swit Marie
0516H 3rd May 2018
Taman Bahagia



Swit Marie is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaid
When words fail, she allows movement and emotion to carry her through
A believer in making dreams come true, she would love to collaborate with you
An explorer starting fresh and would only give her best
She stands in the gap and will only call it quits when it's a wrap.

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