Non Poetry Posts from the Suddenly Thread

Re: Altar of Flesh

Syndra Lynn said:
Take me in the vineyard.
Let me brace myself
against rungs
of wind-machine ladder
as I become altar,
invitation,
doorway to Divinity.

Bury in me all your tensions,
stresses, the hardness of your day.
Fill me with your need
to connect with Goddess,
ground yourself in my flesh.

Lay me naked on the Earth
so voyeur moon can see
me open,
my breasts sway to the rhythm
of your prayer.

Let wind dance across our skin,
caressing us with lover hands
to stoke the ancient fire
in our souls
to raging desire,
until you spill your offering seed
into the furrow of me.

Use me well.
Connect to the great mystery
through my flesh.
Observe the Great Rite
connecting us both to the spiral of life.



Amen
I wanna join this church
You had a good weekend huh??
It shows
excellent poem
 
Angeline said:
poems flow in meaning
blown feathered
in phrases dandelion slow
sailing wishes like stars

speaking to love
or the culture of moments
unthinking but knowing
like lips form a kiss
near unaware but glowing
upon the skin of night

poetry sings
slowing darkness
denying denial
to flicker like candles
that burn in the soul

to fall into stanzas
like loss of control
tolling triumphant
for those who will listen
believing that growing
is quiet and opens
like blossoms in sun

Damn! This is good stuff!

Syn :kiss:
 
Re: the old Peterson place -- 2nd draft

tarablackwood22 said:
the old Peterson place


the old house creaks,
whimpers in pain
as a wind bores
through her cracks
in a cutting curl,
releases a tortured moan
as she shifts, repositioning
to nostalgically watch the fog
make love to her cobwebs.

...

I was going to reply to how wonderful the first one was, but this...sweet lord.
 
Reading it makes me dizzy, though that's due to the form not the words. I love the line

I no longer kneel in begging light.

Beautiful. :rose:
 
Re: The Rape of Master

WickedEve said:
This is not a "sudden" poem, because it's rather difficult to suddenly write a terzanelle. But I'm posting it here to see if there are any suggestions for improvement before I submit it.


Shadows loom me in surreal night,
near slumber surface and dreamy sighs.
I no longer kneel in begging light.

Striking memories slick my thighs
as I ease along his edge of breath,
near slumber surface and dreamy sighs.

It was his pleasure--my little death.
Submission trembles now with power
as I ease along his edge of breath.

Leather that left my flesh to cower,
taut around the screw-shaped turnings.
Submission trembles now with power.

My skin presses controlled yearnings.
Domme surges when I take the reins,
taut around the screw-shaped turnings.

I fall enraptured in his pains.
Shadows loom me in surreal night.
Domme surges when I take the reins.
I no longer kneel in begging light.

Wow! This is moving, hot, and awesome. Well done!

we need a little icon so I can bow at your feet

Syn :kiss:
 
Re: Re: The Rape of Master

Syndra Lynn said:
Wow! This is moving, hot, and awesome. Well done!

we need a little icon so I can bow at your feet

Syn :kiss:

Ask and ye shall receive...

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minsue said:
Reading it makes me dizzy, though that's due to the form not the words. I love the line

I no longer kneel in begging light.

Beautiful. :rose:
Thanks min and syn.
Hey, min. When you say the form makes you dizzy, is it just because of the "complexity" of this particular form, or my writing made the form too obvious?
 
WickedEve said:
Thanks min and syn.
Hey, min. When you say the form makes you dizzy, is it just because of the "complexity" of this particular form, or my writing made the form too obvious?

It's because I find my eyes moving back up to the previous stanza (strophe, whatever it's called :D) with each repeated line. It's not your writing, I always do that with any form that repeats. I was also medicated when I read it last. That had a bit to do with the dizziness, too. :rolleyes: :D
 
Re: The Rape of Master

WickedEve said:
This is not a "sudden" poem, because it's rather difficult to suddenly write a terzanelle. But I'm posting it here to see if there are any suggestions for improvement before I submit it.


Shadows loom me in surreal night,
near slumber surface and dreamy sighs.
I no longer kneel in begging light.

Striking memories slick my thighs
as I ease along his edge of breath,
near slumber surface and dreamy sighs.

It was his pleasure--my little death.
Submission trembles now with power
as I ease along his edge of breath.

Leather that left my flesh to cower,
taut around the screw-shaped turnings.
Submission trembles now with power.

My skin presses controlled yearnings.
Domme surges when I take the reins,
taut around the screw-shaped turnings.

I fall enraptured in his pains.
Shadows loom me in surreal night.
Domme surges when I take the reins.
I no longer kneel in begging light.


that last line is a beauty

I like your word choices..but it's almost like it's too wordy in this form
the images aren't as concrete as your other work.
if that makes sense.

i think the repetition of lines makes it...more angled than smooth
to my ear anyway
take that for what it's worth
lol

good morning evey
: )
 
Tathagata said:
silent
sitting
pre dawn meditation

rain
giggling
outside on the air conditioner

morse
code
from the universe

stop
being
so serious and smile
Me like
 
Re: Re: The Rape of Master

Tathagata said:
that last line is a beauty

I like your word choices..but it's almost like it's too wordy in this form
the images aren't as concrete as your other work.
if that makes sense.

i think the repetition of lines makes it...more angled than smooth
to my ear anyway
take that for what it's worth
lol

good morning evey
: )
I tend to get very wordy with this form. I think this one, and a few other terzs of mine, are a bit too "heavy." I may lightened this one up before submitting it.
Thanks, taffy tathy
 
Re: Re: Re: The Rape of Master

WickedEve said:
I tend to get very wordy with this form. I think this one, and a few other terzs of mine, are a bit too "heavy." I may lightened this one up before submitting it.
Thanks, taffy tathy


You're welcome
wasn't a criticism at all
just my opinion

:rose:
 
Re: Re: Re: Re: The Rape of Master

Tathagata said:
You're welcome
wasn't a criticism at all
just my opinion

:rose:
Critiques are fine and wanted. :)
 
Re: the window of a North Sation pub

tarablackwood22 said:
rain drips
from your nose,
cheek-turn from
the cold Boston wind
that blows
funnypages
past your alley home.

the window
cries for you,
coffee queen.
arm draped
on a trash can,
in whore’s love
with the storm.

newspaper pillow,
saturated discomfort.
army coat
blood-bleached,
unbuttoned.
the mirrors of defeat
in your eyes.

where now,
orangecrate lady?
barrel to barrel.
warm fingers can grasp
lost nickels.
a train yard,
knuckles locked again.

with all the pain,
it still comes down
to the hands.

hold out your palms,
the hammer hovers.

cold has no pity,
but glass weeps.

********************
Nice work tara
this the finished one?/
you really go over it with a fine tooth comb when you edit huh??

i like this version alot

" in whores love with the storm"

yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
: )






a rose at the grave of Michael
Hot Blood
 
Re: Re: the window of a North Sation pub

Tathagata said:

Nice work tara
this the finished one?/
you really go over it with a fine tooth comb when you edit huh??

i like this version alot

" in whores love with the storm"

yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
: )


________________________________________________


Thanks, Tath. :heart:

I'm not sure if it's done yet.....I'll let it sleep for a while and see.

;)


a rose at the grave of Michael
Hot Blood
 
Re: Rx Blowjob

neonurotic said:
Honey, you're a pain source
but also a
heart-pounding
'oh-mi-god'
stress-reliever

Swallow my misery along
with the bitterness
that rolls off your chin

There is a perscription
for everything
and a lolly for you
good girl

As sometimes blowjobs
do fix everything
I'll take one now
and another later




I always tell people a blow job will cure it
and if it doesn't atleast you'll feel better

Never thought of writing a poem about it
Lol
Thank you for doing it for me
needless to say this gets a 5 from me

( quiet Eve)
 
Re: Re: Rx Blowjob

Tathagata said:
I always tell people a blow job will cure it
and if it doesn't atleast you'll feel better

Never thought of writing a poem about it
Lol
Thank you for doing it for me
needless to say this gets a 5 from me

( quiet Eve)
Thanks

;) You're right, no one can stay mad when they are receiving.



- neo
puts on my
perpetually
'pissed-off face'
 
Tathagata said:
hidden desires
bubble up
sticky as tar
covered up
with social graces
and restraining aprons

but basking
alone
in midnight solitude
you cover yourself
with sin
lust
abandonment of control
and your body arches
to receive
taboo invasions

panting and shamed
trussed
violated
satisfied
you crawl off to sleep
collared and watched

dreams come
on sharpened heels
that puncture the shell
of normalcy

Good one, Tath! I know the feeling.

:kiss:
 
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