Would you?

[UnderYourSpell]

Haha, Google has missed the mark on fap. Urban Dictionary is better for current slang.

Oh

 

[butters]

Not quite sure what do say about this! Does thinking about it count?!!

non-penetrative sex, esp. the rubbing of certain parts of the body or skin against another person or object . . . isn't the brain the greatest sexual organ? all those people reading mills and boon *gag*, 50 shades, googling porn, sexting - whatever

of course, i could have always gone with getting out the soft-leaded pencil and paper to do some rubbings.... still comes under 'frottage'

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Sacred Yoni reclining Lotus
curled angel cross the bridge,
ascend to desire, nirvana
across the magic mountain
Oh Bandoleer Tominagi
crouching tiger splitting bamboo,
landslide lotus blossom
across the waterfall Indrani
to afternoon's delight,
triumph arch. Zen pause.

*All Kama Sutra positions except Sacred Yoni*

Well, you got more lost in it than I.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

non-penetrative sex, esp. the rubbing of certain parts of the body or skin against another person or object . . . isn't the brain the greatest sexual organ? all those people reading mills and boon *gag*, 50 shades, googling porn, sexting - whatever

of course, i could have always gone with getting out the soft-leaded pencil and paper to do some rubbings.... still comes under 'frottage'

I didn't mean your poem didn't count I meant the people reading goodness knows what! and of course you are right. BTW I've heard that Mills & Boon have got more raunchy of late

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Well, you got more lost in it than I.

I've learnt some interesting positions that's for sure, if only I wasn't too old and shall we say less supple to try them out
Kama Sutra

 

[butters]

I didn't mean your poem didn't count I meant the people reading goodness knows what! and of course you are right. BTW I've heard that Mills & Boon have got more raunchy of late

mills and boon are nothing less than soft porn, paving the way for 50 shades god's truth, lol, the titles i have to put out in the spinner stand make me chuckle:

the billionaire's captive mistress
the italian playboy's pregnant mistress
the sheik, the tycoon, the this that or the other VERY VERY RICH man who has a thing for the very very ordinary but slightly feisty secretary/teacher/mother-to-be

there're whole sections dedicated to 'dr' porn . . . oops, i'd say porn, that's meant to be "romance", pregnant women, and usually the male is totally loaded and stunningly goodlooking in a slightly arrogant fashion.

 

[todski28]

lol naughty boy and is this a true confession too?

Yep true, ahhh the joys of being young

 

[UnderYourSpell]

mills and boon are nothing less than soft porn, paving the way for 50 shades god's truth, lol, the titles i have to put out in the spinner stand make me chuckle:

the billionaire's captive mistress
the italian playboy's pregnant mistress
the sheik, the tycoon, the this that or the other VERY VERY RICH man who has a thing for the very very ordinary but slightly feisty secretary/teacher/mother-to-be

there're whole sections dedicated to 'dr' porn . . . oops, i'd say porn, that's meant to be "romance", pregnant women, and usually the male is totally loaded and stunningly goodlooking in a slightly arrogant fashion.

Do they still have the ones where she goes to work/live in the outback and he the rugged land owner comes to her aid because she's a soft city dweller and he thinks she's useless but she saves his motherless little girl and then he loves her forever?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Who am I behind with?
Tess your subject is Ghosts
Tod you subject is Narnia

 

[Remec]

Haha, Google has missed the mark on fap. Urban Dictionary is better for current slang.

Oh

Who am I behind with?
Tess your subject is Ghosts
Tod you subject is Narnia

Well, that would depend on whether my limerick toss-off (pun totally intended ) counted for that last assignment. If it sufficed, then I am in need of something new, otherwise I will have a new penis poem for you in a day or so (my mid-week tends to bog down a bit).

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Well, that would depend on whether my limerick toss-off (pun totally intended ) counted for that last assignment. If it sufficed, then I am in need of something new, otherwise I will have a new penis poem for you in a day or so (my mid-week tends to bog down a bit).

I'm debating with myself whether to give you the subject of You are a Vagina
oops does that say something terribly rude? I wasn't calling you a c*** lol

 

[todski28]

Tod you subject is Narnia

*Where I used to go*

At it again, fists smash flesh
bash and rend, my brother,
mother, me, we all cop a hiding
and so I retreat to sanctuary

I hide and read about a magical
place, with races of creatures
that capture the imagination,
letting me escape cursed reality
to a land in my mind, its frailty
apparent when the screaming starts
in again.

I read on, force my mind to go
to Narnia.
The lines blurred by tears,
child fears hidden amongst
the wonder of a world where
the children win,
they have right on their side, the might
of swords, bows and knives,
wielding weapons against the evil
oppression that rages in a world not their own

my world is splintered, like the robe door I was
hiding behind, try as I might, to fight back
against the maelstrom brought down
by my failure to make a bed to standard,
I am left bleeding on the floor, stranded,
alone, my precious book shredded by a man
wedded to vicious intent.

So Narnia where my mind could flee is
now torn tatters on the floor,
don't know if tears are because of pain
or at the loss of the place I would go
to keep me sane,
dreams and reality don't coincide
in the place I used to hide.

No, dreams and reality don't coincide
in the place I used to hide.

 

[butters]

omg that just about breaks my heart

 

[butters]

harry and tod, so full of surprises. so much still for them to say.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

If that is true Tod or even if it's not I understand, I've been there too

 

[todski28]

If that is true Tod or even if it's not I understand, I've been there too

Seems you have been pulling out of your random hat, a lot of nostalgia with your topic choices

bit exposing almost like the last one lol.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Seems you have been pulling out of your random hat, a lot of nostalgia with your topic choices

bit exposing almost like the last one lol.

Actually I didn't read the Narnia books in my childhood and I certainly wasn't expecting your slant on the subject. I meant I did go into books to escape

 

[Angeline]

*Where I used to go*

At it again, fists smash flesh
bash and rend, my brother,
mother, me, we all cop a hiding
and so I retreat into sanctuary
taking with me a lion, a witch
and a wardrobe

I hide and read, about a magical
place, with races of creatures
that capture the imagination,
letting me escape cursed reality
to a land in my mind, its frailty
apparent when the screaming starts
in again.

I read on, force my mind to go
to Narnia.
The lines blurred by tears,
child fears are hidden amongst
the wonder of a world where
the children win, they have a protector
not beaten down with bone jarring blows
they have right on their side, the might
of swords, bows and knives
wielding weapons against the evil
oppression that rages in a world not their own

my world is splintered, like the robe door I was
hiding behind, try as I might, to fight back
against the maelstrom brought down
by my failure to make a bed to standard,
I am left bleeding on the floor, stranded,
alone, my precious book shredded by a man
wedded to vicious intent.

So Narnia where my mind could flee is
now torn tatters on the floor,
I don't know if my tears are more in pain
or at the loss of the place I would go
to keep me sane,
dreams and reality don't coincide
in the place I used to hide.

No, dreams and reality don't coincide
in the place I used to hide.

People don't think of poets as brave, but it is brave to confront experiences born in pain and make art of them. Your metaphor of Narnia and a battered child escaping in a storybook is strengthened because it is fleeting. I really like how you're being bold in your choices to rhyme and play with alliteration and assonance and other rhetorical devices. Like I keep saying, you learn fast (despite your protesting otherwise!). I think you need to start looking more at which words are not absolutely necessary and where you can cut back. If a word doesn't really serve a particular purpose--either because it carries meaning or because it is necessary for structure--you can probably improve a poem by losing it. Just my two cents worth and I really am impressed with where your poetry is taking you.

 

[todski28]

Actually I didn't read the Narnia books in my childhood and I certainly wasn't expecting your slant on the subject. I meant I did go into books to escape

I meant that from my perspective I have brought a lot of nostalgia into my poetry here, you have all basically had a few walkthroughs in the days of Todski lol.

Books kept me sane most definatly. So if I un-holstered those memories for you then you were part way relating to the poem, which is half the battle

Thanks as always Angeline I will take a look, upon re-reading now I can see a few places that need the words snipped, does the editing not end hahaha

Butters, sorry I broke your heart but I'm ok now see all good lol

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Tess your subject is Ghosts

Ghost.

No rattle of chains or evil deeds
just a gentle reminder of what I was
in limbo following ancient creeds
to be felt or heard without the cause.

It's a gentle reminder of what I was
a shadow of my previous form
to be felt or heard without the cause
a vague remembrance of the norm.

A shadow of my previous form
a sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
a vague remembrance of the norm
a situation never sought.

A sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
a sob so soft, so full of sorrow
a situation never sought
an emptiness of No Tomorrow.

No rattle of chains or evil deeds
a sob so soft, so full of sorrow
in limbo following ancient creeds
an emptiness of No Tomorrow.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Ghost.

No rattle of chains or evil deeds
just a gentle reminder of what I was
in limbo following ancient creeds
to be felt or heard without the cause.

It's a gentle reminder of what I was
a shadow of my previous form
to be felt or heard without the cause
a vague remembrance of the norm.

A shadow of my previous form
a sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
a vague remembrance of the norm
a situation never sought.

A sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
a sob so soft, so full of sorrow
a situation never sought
an emptiness of No Tomorrow.

No rattle of chains or evil deeds
a sob so soft, so full of sorrow
in limbo following ancient creeds
an emptiness of No Tomorrow.

Whoooooot you really excelled yourself

 

[RunningJib]

Why not?

hit me up

 

[UnderYourSpell]

RunningJib your subject is Taking photographs

 

[HarryHill]

I've forgotten the next. I remember frowning as I saw it, so old timers is an excuse I wont try.

 

[butters]

I meant that from my perspective I have brought a lot of nostalgia into my poetry here, you have all basically had a few walkthroughs in the days of Todski lol.

Books kept me sane most definatly. So if I un-holstered those memories for you then you were part way relating to the poem, which is half the battle

Thanks as always Angeline I will take a look, upon re-reading now I can see a few places that need the words snipped, does the editing not end hahaha

Butters, sorry I broke your heart but I'm ok now see all good lol

your poem came across as truth. no matter if it was or not, you made it so. and that means you made the write work. some people will share similar experiences to you, but will lack the ability to write it out.

the fact so many of us read the Narnia series as children, lost in the wonder and its magic, we'll invest readily in the piece, having fond memories we bring to the table. these will contrast so jarringly with the experience of the child in the poem, his reasons for escape, that we readily succumb to the gut-punch that follows with the destruction of the book and all it stands for.