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Saturday, December 22, 2012

Enigma Man



















Enigma Man

It seemed rare this rapid-breathing-enigma
Who had sat quietly beside her in Freshman English
Unknown, this insistent clench of fingers
This power from the poetry writer with hair in his eyes
Bursting from the world they created over coffee
From scratching pens on paper and rolled sleeved shirts to 
Slick shining flesh and the rustle of sheets now beneath, over, above, 
And then with a sudden hurl of covers to the floor
Spacious, this hunger
Unquenched, by the spasm that burst
Through all the pretty words, to hurl them both 
Tumbling over the breathless horizon
Where a new poem waited






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this poem was  written for and shared at The Sunday Whirl  and also posted at Poets United Poetry Pantry #129     PEACE-LOVE-LIGHT now in this holiday season and all through the year :)

33 comments:

  1. When those new poems are waiting, it's hard to ignore them--they're pretty insistent! :)

    Not Even a Mouse

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  2. I remember my first crush...while we did not end up tangled or even friends - I barely remember breathing next to what I thought was an enigma of a boy. Thanks for the memory - I enjoyed your verse.

    I've two again. My shorter verse is here:
    http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/12/sunday-whirl-88-whirling-renga.html

    If you are interested in the story it is in Mr. Linky at the Whirl.

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    1. Commented over at your site Jules - Aww sweet that this reminded you of your first crush... ahhh those enigmatic boys :)

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  3. Like the pace you set to match the words. Poetry is sensual, often arousing all manner of responses. Have a wonderful holiday,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2012/12/23/before-sense-only-sound/

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    1. Thank you Elizabeth for the comment and the holiday wishes - I send my good wishes and a thank you for stopping right back to you.

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  4. Oh man, I love this! What a great scene you've created.

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    1. Thank you Jas - I love the energy of your comment! Appreciate your stopping by and will visit you as well! :)

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  5. I love the momentum of this, which carries the reader along as breathlessly as the characters:)

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    1. Hi Stan - commented at your site - Thanks so much for stopping by:)

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  7. I love the intensity of this--and how poems rolls out of it--Beautifully done

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    1. Oh Audrey Thank you so very much - I love the love :) Thank you again for stopping by I'm off to see what you've been up to :)

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  8. Unquenched, by the spasm that burst
    Through all the pretty words, to hurl them both
    Tumbling over the breathless horizon
    Where a new poem waited

    Loved this!

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    1. Oooh Serena - love the love! Will stop over and see what you've been up to :)

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  9. "Tumbling over the breathless horizon
    Where a new poem waited"...so beautiful Pearl!

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    1. Awww Laura - you are an expert on beauty and so when you comment that something is beautiful it means a great deal! Thank you :)

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  10. My goodness! This is a delight in love, isn't it?

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    1. Yes Kim, precisely - thanks for stopping and commenting :)

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  11. Well composed, Pearl! Nicely wordled.

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    1. Mary always fun to read you on Sunday and always appreciate your stopping by for a read :)

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  12. Love the flow of this and the thoughts of finding a like mind. I can imagine all the poetry that would come from such a union. Just like this one!

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    1. Ah Judy - what a lovely way of putting this poem into perspective. Thank you so very much :

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  13. I can see the poets writing and sharing at a small out of the way coffee shop, off the beaten path. Then suddenly, BAM, there they are, in bed. Perhaps a tad too fast? I don't know. I was just startled.

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    1. Hi Cheryl - I think she was startled too - this just seemed to burst past the words from a formerly quiet guy :)

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  14. I love that the climax of the affair should be a poem!

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  15. Worlds flowing together, creating new ones...the enigma helped to bring clarity, it seems.

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  16. I enjoyed this - a whole story told in a few lines, and a happy ending too.

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  17. Whoa -- wow! Tumbled right into this one. :-)

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  18. I love this one, Dr. P. Great use of `enigma'

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