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NOCTURNAL GESTATION
semi conscious
i arose from my sleep
at three a m
felt my way through the dark
to get a drink of water
noticing in the still and quiet
of this calm
peaceful
motionless hour
that the only
thoughts and dreams
in my head
were of you
and that long
deep look you gave me
from across the wooden table
while someone else was
reading their poems
before my turn
to read a few
new ones of my own
each of course
borne into being
by you
my new
true love
a pure raw feeling
stare
whose resonant
new loves
unspoken
wordless
sexual energys electricity
went straight into
then through me
filling my eyes
heart spirit
skin and bones
this last weekend
when i drove up
to austin
to spend my first
weekend there
with you
at your home
in your town
and yet
even though im now
back on this island
at my home alone
that soul deep
prolonged
love filled stare
you gave me
several days ago now
still lingers intensely
within me
even here now
where im grasped
by this longing
deep inner fire
of wanting
and needing more
yes
wrapped so warm and secure
you are
like armor around
my beating heart
bursting with love
warmth and pride
so fully inspired
i want to write you another poem
to help me endure
your absence
away from me here
until next weekend
rolls around
when we ll next
be together again
but then
i suddenly became aware
that even in your
present absence here
you are my living
breathing
complete ongoing
unwritten poem
just waiting to be
even further reborn
up from my own
deeply impassioned hearts
impressionistically expressed
raw language again
for even your beings
presence
no matter whether
nearby
or far away
as you currently are
im certain will spawn
and be the inspiration
for many more
new poems still yet to come
ah h h h h to come with you again
my love
ive already lost count
by now
thus far
but nonetheless
im still content
simply in knowing
that we each both
know and feel
the radiantly tingling
innermost ecstasy
of that
ever hungry
mutually insatiable
internal fluid score
wherein we joyously feast
without shame
in full celebration
of our wondrous
deep integration
through this sweet
conscious
incendiary co fusion
of our two souls
as one
through this unlimited sharing
of our yearning skin
and bones
yet in our intimate bonding
we not only share
this mutual knowing
but we also know
that we potentially are
so much more
than just that alone
but im sufficiently content
for now
with our new found love
connection and being
being
just where we presently are
growing organically
within each passing
moment to moment
hour to hour
day by day
night by night
week by week
no matter whether
together
or apart
just as we are here now
at this present
moment
in illusory time
at least for now
we seem
and are
so hopelessly grasped
and mutually
possessed
by this increasingly longing fire
of only wanting
of mutually needing
more and more
yet more
of what all
we have and are
at this love swollen
still ripening
point
of and in
our heated union
where
yes
what more can I say
wrapped up like armor you are
so warmly and secure
around my
rapidly beating
love filled
overflowing
radiantly
bouyant
heart
Published 23rd Mar 2013
| Edited 2nd Mar 2022
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23rd Mar 2013 11:24am
Ever try wrapping something in steel?
It don't happen.
Encase.
Now that happens.
Encased in armour.
But you want wrapping.
Wrapping a heart.
And warm making wrapping.
How about silk?
ashiginu silk
Nara period (710 - 794)
nice stuff
pongee silk (Shinshu) is also quite useful and available in our current time frame
Simply some of that "Honest Critique" that is encouraged.
It don't happen.
Encase.
Now that happens.
Encased in armour.
But you want wrapping.
Wrapping a heart.
And warm making wrapping.
How about silk?
ashiginu silk
Nara period (710 - 794)
nice stuff
pongee silk (Shinshu) is also quite useful and available in our current time frame
Simply some of that "Honest Critique" that is encouraged.
24th Mar 2013 6:55am
- 'LIKE' armor,'NOT' armor itself in the traditional, more linear sense, which is perhaps how your interpretive mind is naturally geared to percieve all written word, but linear logic is the wrong lense through which to read this older poem of mine here, as well as 'most' any of my poetry I may happen to randomly post on DU here.
In using the words 'like armor', in context with these excerpted lines below & with the entire poem itself:
'wrapped so warm and secure
like armor around my beating heart'...
(& then again in it's echo at the end of the poem):
'wrapped up like armor you are
so warmly and secure
around my rapidly beating heart'...
I used it as a metaphor, with the term 'armor' refering to what the essence of my collective memories of my absent beloved's love, impressionistically felt like to me in that moment as the poems lines were coming out.
In longing for the presence of my lover, who was far away, my memories of us & our intimacies (feelings, sex, love), were a comfort to me & helped me endure the time & distance apart, like a comfortable shell to withdraw into, a coccoon to encase me & my warm memories of our love in &/or 'armor' to protect & shield me from the outside world's constant distractions, that could only tear & dilute me further away from the only true thing I desired...
Or, here's 'WEBSTER'S' simpler & more succinct clarification: 'METAPHOR'(n.) - a figure of speech in which one thing is spoken of as if it were another.
Beyond all that, my writing's changed & evolved over the years, as have I & I've come to a place wherein I personally believe that in poetry (depending on each individual poet's personal view), there should be NO 'RULES & that is why (after 41 yrs. of writing poetry & over 3,ooo poems), I quit using any & all punctuation & capitalization & I try to avoid too many 'and's', 'the's' & other extraneous, filler words & too many pronouns (I's & me's, etc.).
In doing so, it liberates & free's the essence of what's being expressed, from the stifling, confinement and dull, old status quo, of having written a poem, which is boringly trapped inside the suffocating boundaries of some stale, much too linear & insistant, archaic tradition. As a result of this choice, it's left up to the mind, heart & intuitive senses of each potential individual reader, to interpret it & it's meaning, which is open & perhaps prone (as evidenced here now) to either resonance or easy mis-interpretation, anyway they like, as that is to be expected & therefore, I can't possibly take the time (as I've done here tonight) to try & explain myself, or anyone else's having 'mis-read' & then misunderstood my poems... I'm O.K. with that. The very fact that a poem can motivate a response & comment from someone who has read it, whether they loved it, hated it, misunderstood it, or just didn't get it at all, is all the validation I (& anyone really) need(s) to inspire & motivate them to keep on writing & putting it out there to whatever consequential, opinions there may be...
In using the words 'like armor', in context with these excerpted lines below & with the entire poem itself:
'wrapped so warm and secure
like armor around my beating heart'...
(& then again in it's echo at the end of the poem):
'wrapped up like armor you are
so warmly and secure
around my rapidly beating heart'...
I used it as a metaphor, with the term 'armor' refering to what the essence of my collective memories of my absent beloved's love, impressionistically felt like to me in that moment as the poems lines were coming out.
In longing for the presence of my lover, who was far away, my memories of us & our intimacies (feelings, sex, love), were a comfort to me & helped me endure the time & distance apart, like a comfortable shell to withdraw into, a coccoon to encase me & my warm memories of our love in &/or 'armor' to protect & shield me from the outside world's constant distractions, that could only tear & dilute me further away from the only true thing I desired...
Or, here's 'WEBSTER'S' simpler & more succinct clarification: 'METAPHOR'(n.) - a figure of speech in which one thing is spoken of as if it were another.
Beyond all that, my writing's changed & evolved over the years, as have I & I've come to a place wherein I personally believe that in poetry (depending on each individual poet's personal view), there should be NO 'RULES & that is why (after 41 yrs. of writing poetry & over 3,ooo poems), I quit using any & all punctuation & capitalization & I try to avoid too many 'and's', 'the's' & other extraneous, filler words & too many pronouns (I's & me's, etc.).
In doing so, it liberates & free's the essence of what's being expressed, from the stifling, confinement and dull, old status quo, of having written a poem, which is boringly trapped inside the suffocating boundaries of some stale, much too linear & insistant, archaic tradition. As a result of this choice, it's left up to the mind, heart & intuitive senses of each potential individual reader, to interpret it & it's meaning, which is open & perhaps prone (as evidenced here now) to either resonance or easy mis-interpretation, anyway they like, as that is to be expected & therefore, I can't possibly take the time (as I've done here tonight) to try & explain myself, or anyone else's having 'mis-read' & then misunderstood my poems... I'm O.K. with that. The very fact that a poem can motivate a response & comment from someone who has read it, whether they loved it, hated it, misunderstood it, or just didn't get it at all, is all the validation I (& anyone really) need(s) to inspire & motivate them to keep on writing & putting it out there to whatever consequential, opinions there may be...
24th Mar 2013 8:36pm
If I don't ask I don't learn.
Thanks and I will now be able to turn a somewhat more educated eye towards your efforts.
Sincerely,
Nick
Thanks and I will now be able to turn a somewhat more educated eye towards your efforts.
Sincerely,
Nick
25th Mar 2013 2:43am
Thanks Nick, for such a surprisingly understanding, cool-headed & very humbling (to me!) response to my prior response to your first comment regarding said poem!
My apologies for sending such a tediously long response, I didn't intend or mean for it to sound so preachy & certainly 'not' condescending in any way, but after proof reading it before posting it, I was a bit concerned ('worried') that you might also interpret it or take it that way (an old character defect of mine), but alas & fortunately, my negative assumption was wrong!
By the time I finished getting whatever it was I initially wanted to say out, but which unfortunately, came out the way it did, in a much more convoluted, overly-detailed manner than I had hoped & since I didn't finish it & post it to you until somewhere around 1:30 to 2 a.m.(as I had a long day & didn't get a chance to check out my DUP page until after midnight last night!), I was very tired & just wanted to go to bed, but had unwittingly gotten myself too tripped up in all that extraneous wording, so after I proof read it before posting to you, I hesitated for a moment or two & considered deleting & not posting it, but then I hoped that perhaps my assumption was wrong & decided to take my chances & post it, especially after all that expended energy, which would have been wasted time all for naught, had I deleted it.
Funny thing is though, I just posted another old poem of mine a few minutes ago(under a different category; misc. poems), but as evidence of my still uncertain uneasiness as a result of the response I posted in reply to you late last night & because of it's still somewhat (until now!) lingering resonance, I wimpishly decided to click on the little 'critique status' selection circle/box for: "friendly critique only please." - (Ha!)
I also considered selecting the box for: "no critiques wanted.", but not because I don't want anymore constuctive feedback, but because I know that may be the only possible, realistic remedy & solution for me, to once & for all resolve my seemingly immutable inability to comment & reply on DUP here, in a clearer, more simple & succinct way!??!... (oh well, doesn't hurt to dream on I 'spose?...)
One last thing, I've had you on my reading list since day 1 & greatly enjoy your writing; very different from everyone else's work & different is always good, but I'm also a little 'envious' of your output, cause it's so much bigger than mine!!!
My apologies for sending such a tediously long response, I didn't intend or mean for it to sound so preachy & certainly 'not' condescending in any way, but after proof reading it before posting it, I was a bit concerned ('worried') that you might also interpret it or take it that way (an old character defect of mine), but alas & fortunately, my negative assumption was wrong!
By the time I finished getting whatever it was I initially wanted to say out, but which unfortunately, came out the way it did, in a much more convoluted, overly-detailed manner than I had hoped & since I didn't finish it & post it to you until somewhere around 1:30 to 2 a.m.(as I had a long day & didn't get a chance to check out my DUP page until after midnight last night!), I was very tired & just wanted to go to bed, but had unwittingly gotten myself too tripped up in all that extraneous wording, so after I proof read it before posting to you, I hesitated for a moment or two & considered deleting & not posting it, but then I hoped that perhaps my assumption was wrong & decided to take my chances & post it, especially after all that expended energy, which would have been wasted time all for naught, had I deleted it.
Funny thing is though, I just posted another old poem of mine a few minutes ago(under a different category; misc. poems), but as evidence of my still uncertain uneasiness as a result of the response I posted in reply to you late last night & because of it's still somewhat (until now!) lingering resonance, I wimpishly decided to click on the little 'critique status' selection circle/box for: "friendly critique only please." - (Ha!)
I also considered selecting the box for: "no critiques wanted.", but not because I don't want anymore constuctive feedback, but because I know that may be the only possible, realistic remedy & solution for me, to once & for all resolve my seemingly immutable inability to comment & reply on DUP here, in a clearer, more simple & succinct way!??!... (oh well, doesn't hurt to dream on I 'spose?...)
One last thing, I've had you on my reading list since day 1 & greatly enjoy your writing; very different from everyone else's work & different is always good, but I'm also a little 'envious' of your output, cause it's so much bigger than mine!!!
