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picture of you
Any jackass with a cock can call himself a man;
but the essence of man
is more than a shot in the dark;
a drip of white lust.
(Though, that is quite nice
in the right hands.)
Man is folds in a curtain,
more revealed as it's pulled back
from the pane,
and the essence of it,
of pure masculinity,
needs no
definition.
But were it to require one,
were someone to demand
man be clearly defined,
I'd bark laughter,
throw away the pen,
pick up a brush
and
paint a bleeding nightmare
of lust, and need, and understanding
with ripped silk panties,
twisted sheets
and steam on the looking glass
from the humidity
of his sweat,
as he
the subject of the picture,
covered her
in more than words,
and pulled back
another curtain;
the window
as opaque
as the mirror
and just as telling.
Were I to define
sex-need-lust-want-desire-hunger-urge-more-now
I'd use no dictionary,
no pen,
only my body.
Were I to define
masculinity,
virility
ardor,
were I to put words to
man . . .
my body would paint a thousand words
of you.
but the essence of man
is more than a shot in the dark;
a drip of white lust.
(Though, that is quite nice
in the right hands.)
Man is folds in a curtain,
more revealed as it's pulled back
from the pane,
and the essence of it,
of pure masculinity,
needs no
definition.
But were it to require one,
were someone to demand
man be clearly defined,
I'd bark laughter,
throw away the pen,
pick up a brush
and
paint a bleeding nightmare
of lust, and need, and understanding
with ripped silk panties,
twisted sheets
and steam on the looking glass
from the humidity
of his sweat,
as he
the subject of the picture,
covered her
in more than words,
and pulled back
another curtain;
the window
as opaque
as the mirror
and just as telling.
Were I to define
sex-need-lust-want-desire-hunger-urge-more-now
I'd use no dictionary,
no pen,
only my body.
Were I to define
masculinity,
virility
ardor,
were I to put words to
man . . .
my body would paint a thousand words
of you.
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Re: picture of you
Anonymous
- Edited 20th Jun 2013 1:06pm
20th Jun 2013 1:05pm
"Were I to define
sex-need-lust-want-desire-hunger-urge-more-now
I'd use no dictionary,
no pen
only my body"
This whole poem is like a salute to seething sexuality.
'Man is folds in a curtain' - I don't know if this was intended but this is a very phallic image. There's a lot of mental images of intimate skin here. Fits very well with the masculinity adored in this poem.
When I die I hope I can write something like this that I will leave behind, to tell the world what I was all about.
Adore this write.
Thank you for the read.
sex-need-lust-want-desire-hunger-urge-more-now
I'd use no dictionary,
no pen
only my body"
This whole poem is like a salute to seething sexuality.
'Man is folds in a curtain' - I don't know if this was intended but this is a very phallic image. There's a lot of mental images of intimate skin here. Fits very well with the masculinity adored in this poem.
When I die I hope I can write something like this that I will leave behind, to tell the world what I was all about.
Adore this write.
Thank you for the read.
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re: Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 12:42pm
Good hell, Missy, thank you.
The folds in the curtain was definitely an intentional image; for its sumptuous, sensual and revealing nature, but I hadn't caught the phallic image, and damn, beautiful of you to point it out. That's so apt.
Thank you for the amazing feedback. Seriously.
Betty
The folds in the curtain was definitely an intentional image; for its sumptuous, sensual and revealing nature, but I hadn't caught the phallic image, and damn, beautiful of you to point it out. That's so apt.
Thank you for the amazing feedback. Seriously.
Betty
Re: picture of you
20th Jun 2013 1:08pm
Great piece Betty. It is much thoughtful as lustful. It makes it argument with a complicated weaving back and forth of concrete images and statements about the concrete objects. The language is more elegant than a typical carnal poem. There is a small sticking point for me and as it is right at the beginning, it stands out. Though it is grammatically correct as it stands, I would suggest
Man is the folds in a curtain
more revealed as they pull back
It still has a bit of a stumble to work out the semantics, but I think it would be less that way.
Just a suggestion, otherwise great work
Man is the folds in a curtain
more revealed as they pull back
It still has a bit of a stumble to work out the semantics, but I think it would be less that way.
Just a suggestion, otherwise great work
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re: Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 12:46pm
Thanks Bragg. You kick ass as a reader, you know that? You're so damn genuine. It's like you read something and chat about it as second nature, which shows the value you place on reading. The enjoyment you get from words. Thank you, I mean that.
I understand how that hitches, but I can't make myself purposely fuck up tenses. One curtain is the metaphor for one man. I can't make it plural in the pull-back. I know it might be cooler in reading... and I fuck up tenses and spelling as much as anyone when rushing... but I can't... do it... on purpose, not even for fluency. (Holds up Nerd card.) But I get what you're saying and I respect it.
Thank you, Betty
I understand how that hitches, but I can't make myself purposely fuck up tenses. One curtain is the metaphor for one man. I can't make it plural in the pull-back. I know it might be cooler in reading... and I fuck up tenses and spelling as much as anyone when rushing... but I can't... do it... on purpose, not even for fluency. (Holds up Nerd card.) But I get what you're saying and I respect it.
Thank you, Betty
Re: picture of you
Anonymous
- Edited 20th Jun 2013 1:57pm
20th Jun 2013 1:56pm
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21st Jun 2013 12:46pm
Re: picture of you
20th Jun 2013 4:10pm
Wow, if this was part of someone's profile, the site would crash... Not sure DU won't melt either.
Whew, thanks for the read.
Whew, thanks for the read.
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re: Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 12:47pm
Re: picture of you
20th Jun 2013 6:48pm
Were I to define
masculinity,
virility
ardor,
were I to put words to
man . . .
my body would paint a thousand words
of you.
That sets the bar pretty high....they call that good taste.
masculinity,
virility
ardor,
were I to put words to
man . . .
my body would paint a thousand words
of you.
That sets the bar pretty high....they call that good taste.
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re: Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 12:48pm
Good taste? What the hell are you accusing me of?
Just kidding. Good to see you turtle. Thank you for the r/r.
Betty
Just kidding. Good to see you turtle. Thank you for the r/r.
Betty
Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 4:05am
Holy fuck me raw. did i just read this. i have to read this again and you NEED to know you are now on a very short list of "there is nowhere you can hide i will find you".. oh my god. i have to read this to everybody in my house right fucking now. pure poetic perfection on every level in every line on every typed letter.
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re: Re: picture of you
21st Jun 2013 12:50pm
You don't have to ask twice, sweet-thang. Come sit on my lap, my pretty... MUWHAHAHAHAHAA.
I mean, thank you, Devlish. (You're making me blush, and I ain't telling where!)
But seriously, thank you, I'm super-flattered. Happy writing, D.
Betty
I mean, thank you, Devlish. (You're making me blush, and I ain't telling where!)
But seriously, thank you, I'm super-flattered. Happy writing, D.
Betty
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1st Jul 2013 11:45pm
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2nd Jul 2013 12:47pm
Re: picture of you
18th Jul 2013 8:49am
You just put into words what most men would summarise with a grunt and a slam of a door. A brilliant piece of work.
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Re: picture of you
Anonymous
10th Jan 2014 8:19am
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:)
Anonymous
23rd Jul 2014 2:44pm
Betty,
This is the first poem I read here. And I don't have the right words. All I can say is this: I was smiling the entire time, my heart swelling with a multitude of intense emotions and as my eyes reached the full stop post 'you', I had a big smile.
I wish I could point out what I loved here, but honestly I am so blown away by your 'art' here...
may the spiritus mundi be with you, always.
pheonix
This is the first poem I read here. And I don't have the right words. All I can say is this: I was smiling the entire time, my heart swelling with a multitude of intense emotions and as my eyes reached the full stop post 'you', I had a big smile.
I wish I could point out what I loved here, but honestly I am so blown away by your 'art' here...
may the spiritus mundi be with you, always.
pheonix
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