Let's Hear It For The Poets

[butters]

https://soundcloud.com/todski28/how-did-we-get-here

Goosebumps raise little erections of
hair follicles as breath touches
softly at the nape of your neck

trigger a shiver reaction
vanilla scented satin doll softness
hands grip your wrists
fingers mould in delicate peach
take the shape of fingerprint forensics
purple hue of lovers bruises
to bloom tomorrow

teeth sink into bliss tasting flesh
tease and kiss
slide and glide to the line of jaw
lips mash together gentle
abandoned in twirl of
unplanned exploration
clothes discarded like so much
windblown nothing

hip bones fit my hands
I lift
legs flung round
pelvis ground wet patch
tanned hue of summers touch
skin gilded in golden tones
muffle my mouth with the taste of you
deafen my ears with your joy
coat my fingers in paint so I may
trace my name upon your thighs
treat me with rapture in your eyes

watch the rise and fall of mounded breast
gasps and breath heave from your chest
test my linguistics and tongue dexterity
as we chase the race for running water
my hands knead and need the feel
of calf muscle tense,

toes pointed
dancing invisible high heels
running in mid air, hands in my hair
God's name on your lips
face red as molten metal
the clench and tense of vibrating fury
hold the pace the line of sight
you start to fight the pleasure intense
overpowers all sense of reason
with uncontrolled abandon you boil over
the taste of you better than chocolate

I cup the rise of pubic cleft let you feel
my appreciation as you rest
palm hot on panty tanned lines
your hands run up and over
caressing yourself as if to ease and settle
the sensations running through every
nerve

i do believe your linguistics and tongue dexterity have improved exponentially with each piece you're recording. as the written word, they still deliver... and deliver...

 

[butters]

Here are readings from the St. Marks Poetry Project. These readings occurred from the mid to late 1970s and there's some great stuff there. I especially recommend #21, a poem about Frank O'Hara written and read by Ted Berrigan. And #23 is a live improvisation of "Popeye and William Blake Battle to the Death," starring Kenneth Koch and Allen Ginsberg.

It's a great site. Enjoy!

Thought y'all might enjoy this one I found on TED.

http://www.ted.com/talks/rives_controls_the_internet

i'll come back to visit these another time. right now my head is spinning from the richness of you all. thankyou, what a rewarding time spent here today with you all and my coffee. 11.24 - 1.48

 

[todski28]

i do believe your linguistics and tongue dexterity have improved exponentially with each piece you're recording. as the written word, they still deliver... and deliver...

thank you. I'm glad you took the time to go through these and have a listen.

 

[Tsotha]

This thread is really cool. I'm not at all used to listening to poetry. I could only try a few links, but I really enjoyed it.

 

[Angeline]

This thread is really cool. I'm not at all used to listening to poetry. I could only try a few links, but I really enjoyed it.

Hi.

 

[Tsotha]

Hi.

Hi there.

 

[butters]

This thread is really cool. I'm not at all used to listening to poetry. I could only try a few links, but I really enjoyed it.

hello stranger!

 

[HarryHill]

This thread is really cool. I'm not at all used to listening to poetry. I could only try a few links, but I really enjoyed it.

Holy crap, where you been?

 

[todski28]

This thread is really cool. I'm not at all used to listening to poetry. I could only try a few links, but I really enjoyed it.

It's a bigfoot sighting!

where you been man? Hope all is well?

 

[AlwaysHungry]

I thought I'd try my hand at this. I hope that this thread is not extinct.

Paean

My touch ascends
along your frontier
awash in anticipation
And then, beyond the sweet sweet sodden satin --
Could this sensation ever be described?
Quicksilver-smooth?
Gossamer-wet?
It defies my muse,
welcomes my fingers.

 

[HoneyAdored]

......

 

[legerdemer]

it is good to hear your voice, I wish more poets would post audio on this thread. It is always interesting to hear how a poem was written to be read as appose to how I hear it in my head.

HA, I agree with you totally - I love to hear poems recited.

(By the way, if you haven't, click on the I Dream of You link in my signature - that one is also accompanied by an audio file, though not the best quality.... It's been getting 1-bombed lately, but... meh!)

 

[Trixareforkids]

I thought I'd try my hand at this. I hope that this thread is not extinct.

Paean

Well hello there AH! Thanks for sharing your bit 'o naughty.

And though this thread has been dormant for a bit, it is not extinct. I don't know about anyone else but I have more pieces that I want to voice, some mine, some not.

 

[HoneyAdored]

......

 

[butters]

for harry - doors, locks, and the memory x

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1VFNzP6Cr3g

labyrinthe


the memory has many rooms
and many rooms have many doors
and many people come and go
and go and come through doors and rooms

and if each door should have its key
each key sat neatly in its lock
how many hands would turn those keys
to lock the doors of memory?

how many hands would take those keys
the keys to rooms with doors now locked
how many then would keep those keys
how many keys would then be lost?

the memory has many rooms
and many doors though some are locked
memory hides some things away
and doors stayed closed although we knock

 

[butters]

the poet as director
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0DYvrmfRYbH

the poet as a director
replete
word-stuffed
our hunger's needs he
meets with living images that pose a
pretty pastiche or, more often, throw
a shadow, crook'd and hollowing, along and
up the angles of a room
pointing our attention to the cracks between the bricks that let the
whisper of the mourning wind steal through

he makes the flag-stoned floor tilt awkwar-
-dly away, mis-footing us a moment be
fore turning our attention to the almost but not-quite-yet
silent door
as if a door could speak. it does!
though in a language never meant for words upon a screen
more fingering of things inside the mind
things old and vital, holding us in place
apace
weighing up the odds of what-comes-next? de-
ciding if to hide or fight or on-the-balls-of-feet poised breath
and heartbeat flight

and then
when nerves are strung all wire-tight upon the point of snap
he'll on our hunched and frozen shoulders tap
to make us start and turn (as his intent)
to face what's in the room
it always was
he holds the mirror up
to us

 

[butters]

artistic temperaments
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0zv2E1qlucB

artistic temperaments

my head he said
is a dry gourd
scraped of its meat
scoured of its 'integrity'
i considered him awhile
then said
put on your hat. no one will know.

 

[HarryHill]

bookmark

 

[HoneyAdored]

......

 

[HarryHill]

What an idiot trying to listen with disconnected head phones

 

[butters]

I love how clever this poem is, you took me weaving in and out of passages with your words, till l was lost in the labyrinth, going round and round in circles.

Your Queen's English is simply delightful and very natural Butters, where as mine is my best telephone voice, l might try recording one in a broad local accent.

ah, cheers HA, but my english is pretty blunted - have you heard des esseintes'? now his is typical english gentlefolk, and totally natural.

do it!

What an idiot trying to listen with disconnected head phones

*facepalm*

lols

 

[Trixareforkids]

Ooh Butters, I adore your readings! Your accent is lovely and your pacing is superb, all three were a treat to listen to.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Harry's live write from 7/11/15.

https://soundcloud.com/mistress-heather/harryhill-live-write-7-11-15

Thank you for letting me share Harry, let me know what you think when you're finally able to play it.

And the link to the written piece: http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=69297931&postcount=2491

 

[butters]

coming back to listen when i return from work
morning, Harry my love, morning all you other poeteers

 

[Trixareforkids]

Todski's Cigarette Moonlight