And the continuous glow of an inate talent for poetry to delight the mind and thus the senses... sensed continuously. A ticklish delight!
(LOL at Sage's descriptions of poems!Gotta love it!)
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
This is a good poem. I have read poems that have ranged from foam rubber snakes on a wire leash to a chrome-plated siren whistle and dog collar ... but this one is the erotic art of the RJF medallion of our lead poet.
You show your love of poetry and women in this dynamic Valentine Day composition !
Smouldering with superior romance and passion
I have to laugh at Felix's comments below, he's hit the nail on the head !
Peter
Blimey... this has all the intensity of Genesis, Jude; "and God spoke and said 'Let there be...'". The Dawn/Birth of the Word in Biblical, but also in human poetic terms. And this just IS so deliciously coooool and smooth; like being entranced by the vigour, beauty and excitement of an electrical storm behind the silence and safety of glass. Cocoon-like. This "light of life" explodes with all the liquid energy of the River Euphrates, the River of Life, in fact - metaphorically speaking. The rhymes and rhythms are natural and effortlessly pulsing in time with the images. Altogether a sensuous and melting slow-burn of a write that draws you in deeper like a moth to the flame, with all the scents and sensations of molten wax against skin. Gorgeously tallow! Had to smile at your first line: year or ear?? If you were rolling in a haystack in Somerset, it would probably be both!! :)) Just love it! TY Kate xx
Siggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Poetry like this will make a woman swoon. Catch me...I'm in looooove! Seriously, a wonderfully written, beautiful poem. That first stanza...WHOO! And it didn't let up--thank you, Poet!
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Ron
(LOL at Sage's descriptions of poems!Gotta love it!)
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Sage
Carmen
I become free of my flesh
And my arms effortlessly merge into your pulse
That is dynamic love at the spiritual level. It can never be forced, or bettered...
Love & Light,
Joseph
Smouldering with superior romance and passion
I have to laugh at Felix's comments below, he's hit the nail on the head !
Peter
Love Tinka
Felix
Take care,
Sherry
Siggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Poetry like this will make a woman swoon. Catch me...I'm in looooove! Seriously, a wonderfully written, beautiful poem. That first stanza...WHOO! And it didn't let up--thank you, Poet!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.