Saturday, July 21, 2012

it always began like this & One Bed - Two Worlds





#1.
it always began like this
the heat a steaming cover
the need to fling it off 


it always began like this

simple unvarnished erotic

tingling blood gorged rosy

gold glistening 

that stomach dropping rise
and dizzying swing over 
like a reckless child over
soft sweet grasses
in an endless field 

it always began like this
palpating, pulsating, persistent
promise of ever vividness

it always ended the same
done, pale, flat,  
finally at last alone, 
pulling off 
sticky sheets, pouring
laundry powders 
showering in melancholy 


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#2. 

One bed - Two Worlds 


Why do you always have to cry
Why does he not know

Are you melancholy
No, the world is rosy 
my path paved with gold

Your moods still swing
Really?  You fool 
I hadn't noticed my tears

Maybe one of the holistic powders
Perhaps a new lover

You look pale
I am nauseous

Maybe if I cover you
If you climb on me I will spray you with Mace

Remember when we lied in the beach grasses
That was not me you idiot! Probably a "fling" one 
of those that didn't mean anything - you, with the 
technique and romance of a stray tom cat!

I love these erotic moments don't you?
Who says this?

16 comments:

  1. I like the second one better, despite the grouchy telling off! Were you telling lies in the beach grasses, or did you lay there? I like the humour. The first poem, while the scenario is similar, is very sad.

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    2. She couldn't have lied as it was not she that lay
      On his part , neither grammar nor lovemaking his forte
      Neither autobiographic by the way:)

      Goodnight :)

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  2. "It Always Began Like This," such a sad tale of disappointment and unrequited love. I especially liked your use of repetition. Well done!

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  3. haha...I hope that was this morning! I like first one...the refrain, and the 'after images' at the laundry!

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  4. I adore #2, Pearl. Like what Viv said, the first is sad and doesn't seem special.

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  5. I liked them both! Just the idea of (hidden in tall beach grasses....sand dunes and sun...)

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  6. My favorite is the first, but the second is so original, Pearl.

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  7. I like them both, too, Pearl. Washing melancholy out in the laundry...makes sense to me.

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  8. I like them both, but particularly the second one.

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  9. I loved the lines:
    and dizzying swing over
    like a reckless child over
    soft sweet grasses
    in an endless field

    I really appreciated the image and the layers of the image, the repetition of "over"...thanks for both the poems.

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  10. I like the first one best also, but the second one is certainly excellent. Well done, Pearl.

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  11. It always sounds like this...great piece plus one! And you just continue to roll.

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    1. Aww Walt - your stopping by and comments mean a great deal to me :). Thank you.

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  12. Wonderful poems, Dr. P. The first one totally captured me. `showering in melancholy'

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