jthserra
Thousand Cranes
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Just another manic Monday...
with some help from the Bangles, I bring my review of the new poems for Monday, May 31st.
Monday has been the day of audio poems... and today brought us several. My favorite of the audio poems was beautifully presented by Lady Christabel with a stunning reading of And the Feeling is Still with Me. Wonderful words enhanced spectacularly with her reading.
With a nice use of meter and rhyme, fawnie tells you to Close Your Eyes.
"For love that stands the test of time
and overshadows all the lies,
can not be forced upon a soul
even chains the heart denies."
Luna Lit brought us a number of poems today, of those poems I found two I really liked. In an icy look at isolation her Untitled has a razor's edge, while in a completely different direction, Paint Me a River paints her poem with some wonderful images. Read it and enjoy.
It is definately spring... In celebration, fabmax brings us Pinks and Spring in a pastoral setting:
"The pinks straining towards the sun
are blooming again
As my own love goes to sleep
The ivy is beautiful and winding"
Echoes_s brings some more beautiful imagery with her loving, chaste featuring some excellent whispering alliteration.
Against the backdrop of a cicada swarm Dreamsweet brings us an excellent poem once Again. Read, comment and vote.
Amid the wonderful imagery of the poems above, Wicked Eve displays an incredible depth of expression, bringing attention to the often unnoticed beauty in the simplest things. The setting she creates in so few words in Alfonso is amazing:
"On that familiar stretch of dirt,
where kicked-up dust
lured out the curiously mundane,
Momma drove slowly
while I watched for Alfonzo--"
You can almost taste the dust. In another beautiful poem, her images turn erotic in Gently This Time. Read it and enjoy.
RazzRajen continues our erotic adventures today, tantalizing us with music as he brings us Slacked Hungers:
"White foam crescendo's
Played on lithe limbs,
a glissando taken to a level she
never before felt,"
In his trademark toying with words, Liar heeds us not to let our Attention Slip, for if we do we will miss the stunning erotica suspended in his words. I can still picture that image... wow.
In the gentle touch of fingertips, Smartnsassy brings us a fresh bit of erotica in Entrapment. Take a peek:
"The back of his neck
Is what I remember most
When I put my hand there
And cradled it in my hands"
And now for something completely different (with my apologies to Monty Python) Denis Hale brings us a shadier bit of erotica as he is Waiting on Kelly and Katrina. Pack up your little blue pills, you won't need them here.
Dissolved Girl brings some interesting wordplay in her wonderfully erotic love sleeps still:
"I sing luscious music
as you eat my
raw pink rose
we lick beauty beneath bare breasts..."
Stepping away from the erotic, two poems today bring us the complex emotion of loss. Vampiric_Mirage was inspired by Syndra Lynn's poem about her grandmother, and composed a tribute to My Grandma: Forgotten Memories with a wonderful combination of images and memories. You can feel the emotion here.
In another poem of loss and my favorite poem today, tarablackwood22 places a rose at the grave of Michael. Her memories bring a warmth in the heart of the bitter cold.
"a warm boy, damp
with timeless trance
and ballooning celebration
who slept hard and still"
And those are the new poems that grabbed my attention today. Be sure to read through them all and find some gems of your own.
I hope you have had a good Memorial Day in a time when memories are so important.
And poets, please let's be poetic out there.
jim : )
with some help from the Bangles, I bring my review of the new poems for Monday, May 31st.
Monday has been the day of audio poems... and today brought us several. My favorite of the audio poems was beautifully presented by Lady Christabel with a stunning reading of And the Feeling is Still with Me. Wonderful words enhanced spectacularly with her reading.
With a nice use of meter and rhyme, fawnie tells you to Close Your Eyes.
"For love that stands the test of time
and overshadows all the lies,
can not be forced upon a soul
even chains the heart denies."
Luna Lit brought us a number of poems today, of those poems I found two I really liked. In an icy look at isolation her Untitled has a razor's edge, while in a completely different direction, Paint Me a River paints her poem with some wonderful images. Read it and enjoy.
It is definately spring... In celebration, fabmax brings us Pinks and Spring in a pastoral setting:
"The pinks straining towards the sun
are blooming again
As my own love goes to sleep
The ivy is beautiful and winding"
Echoes_s brings some more beautiful imagery with her loving, chaste featuring some excellent whispering alliteration.
Against the backdrop of a cicada swarm Dreamsweet brings us an excellent poem once Again. Read, comment and vote.
Amid the wonderful imagery of the poems above, Wicked Eve displays an incredible depth of expression, bringing attention to the often unnoticed beauty in the simplest things. The setting she creates in so few words in Alfonso is amazing:
"On that familiar stretch of dirt,
where kicked-up dust
lured out the curiously mundane,
Momma drove slowly
while I watched for Alfonzo--"
You can almost taste the dust. In another beautiful poem, her images turn erotic in Gently This Time. Read it and enjoy.
RazzRajen continues our erotic adventures today, tantalizing us with music as he brings us Slacked Hungers:
"White foam crescendo's
Played on lithe limbs,
a glissando taken to a level she
never before felt,"
In his trademark toying with words, Liar heeds us not to let our Attention Slip, for if we do we will miss the stunning erotica suspended in his words. I can still picture that image... wow.
In the gentle touch of fingertips, Smartnsassy brings us a fresh bit of erotica in Entrapment. Take a peek:
"The back of his neck
Is what I remember most
When I put my hand there
And cradled it in my hands"
And now for something completely different (with my apologies to Monty Python) Denis Hale brings us a shadier bit of erotica as he is Waiting on Kelly and Katrina. Pack up your little blue pills, you won't need them here.
Dissolved Girl brings some interesting wordplay in her wonderfully erotic love sleeps still:
"I sing luscious music
as you eat my
raw pink rose
we lick beauty beneath bare breasts..."
Stepping away from the erotic, two poems today bring us the complex emotion of loss. Vampiric_Mirage was inspired by Syndra Lynn's poem about her grandmother, and composed a tribute to My Grandma: Forgotten Memories with a wonderful combination of images and memories. You can feel the emotion here.
In another poem of loss and my favorite poem today, tarablackwood22 places a rose at the grave of Michael. Her memories bring a warmth in the heart of the bitter cold.
"a warm boy, damp
with timeless trance
and ballooning celebration
who slept hard and still"
And those are the new poems that grabbed my attention today. Be sure to read through them all and find some gems of your own.
I hope you have had a good Memorial Day in a time when memories are so important.
And poets, please let's be poetic out there.
jim : )
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