Feb 08, 2006 21:49
Note: I am writing poetry for the first time in my
life, bad poetry, non-poetry, mock poetry, but poetry nonetheless & it’s
terribly exciting & I am not sure what it all means. Having no technical or
intuitive understanding of the poetic line or image, I was left to arrive there
myself. Any comments or criticism are welcome and will likely be most helpful.
Past/Present/Past
i.
that night
I took my clothes off
&
lay trembling on the
bed
vision whirling with
colour
mouth full of the taste of you
eyes glittering like a
mad woman’s
hair a bird’s nest.
ii.
the smell of you
is everywhere
in the thick of my
hair
& the folds of my
skin
(I cannot
help but
wrap myself
inside your smell)
iii.
oh how you
touched& teased
&stroked
coaxing me
into song
with your magic
fingers
so thrilled
to discover me
taught as a string
oh pluck me!
‘’’’
You thaught me
How to kiss.
Me-
The Unkissable.
‘’’’
This is what I dream
about:
You.
Asleep.
In the crook
of my arm.
‘’’’
when
we kiss
I ask myself
how
there could have been
life
before This.
‘’’’
My soul-
Criest out
In relief
At the arrival of
Spring.
‘’’’
Suddenly
The way you were
Comes to me and
Devastates me
‘’’’
I might
Have made jest of it
But
Believe me
I felt the loss
As acutely as
if I had cut myself
I had to t e a r
Myself
Away fromYou
Cell by Cell
‘’’’
Drop
Released
With a sudden
Woosh!
I hit the air
Before landing
On a patch of
Bare skin (yours)
I love to slide
Over you
Sneaking into
Every last nook
& cranny
only
to splash
onto the tiles
seconds later
or worse
be rubbed dry
by your fluffly
towel
though sometimes
I get lucky
& I fall
onto your open lips
just as
your tongue
darts out to
swallow me whole
‘’’’
Ah!
The delicious
Curves
Of your back
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
‘’’’
All my life
My ambition
Has been to write
Poetry & porn
Preferably
At the same time.