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The Coming of Spring
The Coming of Spring The Dark One of The Seas is a Crackling fire and also A smooth-skinned hailstone - Wearing his wet shroud, A peat-dark rawness, He is the deep perfume of the desert rain, The azure echoes of a juniper breeze, He is the sacred marriage of sky to shore, He is swarms of hungry visions, and The metallic taste of flesh. The Dark One of The Seas yearns - to - to masticate her lips like poppies, He is afire with itinerate solitude He pools his thoughts like eddys– but more than anything, he is waiting… She is a gaping, a stretching… A yawning and ravenous chasm, A valley of wheat, rolling golden, The of the Sun, The Light One She wears twists of coral snakes upon her brow, She tastes the river’s bend in her mouth, Her mouth sings of honeycombs, A song about being taken, yet it is sung softly - A coating is upon her flesh, Like pulverized beetle shell-sheen - She is smelling of damp things aflame, She is quivering hops vines, and dark roots Even in her naked pricklings, She is ordained like a priestess, Wearing a necklace of dawn, The of the Sun, The Light One is swift like a mare, yet He matches her They rise up, to shout with their eyes Their very viscera, pink and steaming Their mouths pressed into prayer, They danced across the untamed land The land of tin and blood, A land as cold as a still-born star, Crackled beyond the velvet horizon, They seize – They ignite – A peacock’s tail – exigently bursting, Fireworks of carnal swiftness, Languid requiems Erupting phosphorescent blossoms Till at last, the deep sea has consumed the sun. Image: "Demeter" By John Watkiss, 1991 |
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3/26/2011 3:30 pm |
He mounts her = he catches her = he conquers her = he matches her (in speed and power) and yes also, as you caught - matches = ignite/flame/spark/burn/fire. Think of it as the period on a long sentence. blah blah blah blah....he matches her. Then a new sentence about the two of them together. Does this help? Thank you so much for the careful scrutiny and thoughtful readings, as always. XOXO MT I don't know why, but at the weirdest times I think "when is she going to put a book together?...." R. [post 2856614] This is the really small writing... in bold how 'bout RAINBOW colors?
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In a snap he matches her? I stumbled on he matches her. I liked the word match, it works as different meanings that are referenced different times - ignite - crackling fire - and then fits as a lead to the next verse where they are matched. and snap is the sound a match makes when you ignite it... You have too much going on in here for me to get, but the beat and flow stumbled when I got to 'he matches her'. So I'm not sure how something like that would play with all you got going on. The extra three syllables help lead into the 'dance'. Have a lovely spring. Think of it as the period on a long sentence. blah blah blah blah....he matches her. Then a new sentence about the two of them together. Does this help? Thank you so much for the careful scrutiny and thoughtful readings, as always. XOXO MT
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3/25/2011 9:58 pm |
In a snap he matches her? I stumbled on he matches her. I liked the word match, it works as different meanings that are referenced different times - ignite - crackling fire - and then fits as a lead to the next verse where they are matched. and snap is the sound a match makes when you ignite it... You have too much going on in here for me to get, but the beat and flow stumbled when I got to 'he matches her'. So I'm not sure how something like that would play with all you got going on. The extra three syllables help lead into the 'dance'. Have a lovely spring. [post 2856614] This is the really small writing... in bold how 'bout RAINBOW colors?
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3/24/2011 5:36 pm |
Joking aside!!! I think the merest glimpse of a woman's nipple, to be the most erotic and beautiful thing!!!! Can I jack off now??? Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog!!!!!!
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OMG SORRRYYYYYYYYYYYY seesh I was not trying to dumb it down "Poetry for Idiots," god. BLAH! MT
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3/21/2011 9:22 am |
I found it to be pounding pressing pulverizing sweet gentle playful left me excited elated languorously licking every last Drop... Hello Spring! [post 2856614] This is the really small writing... in bold how 'bout RAINBOW colors?
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Oh hi there bi! You are so so sweet and kind!! Thank you! Yes I enjoyed my birthday. A pleasant mix of doing nothing and going out, and best of all, some private passionate time with a dear friend. I am glad for your visits, whenever they may be! MT
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That, my Dear Lips, is by far some of the best response I have ever received here. "I roll them into my mouth, eyes half-closed, and suck on their taste..." wow! You are a flame of wisdom, beauty, and soulful passions. And yes, that bling I posted did make me think of you, but yes, I imagine you have bigger tits. MT
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Thank you very much. In general, most of my writing is within this realm - spiritual/sensual/metaphysical/erotica. Glad you enjoyed! MT
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I hope your mother enjoyed the beautiful full moon of this weekend. I wish her peace and love for this coming year! Blessings on your entire family. It's interesting your mother and Demeter the mother of Spring are both associated with today. Your Deep Dish / MT / Regretful I did not call yet but I shall!! Love love love
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I am very glad you enjoyed it. I was trying to do a lot here. To convey the scientific moment of spring, when the sun rises and sets in the sky on this particular day - the Equinox. I was trying to convey the carnal joining and orgasms of two passionate opposites - a dark soul and a light soul. I was trying to vaguely allude to the sexual conquest of Demeter by Posiedon when they mate as two horses. And I was trying to write a purely erotic and sensual series of lines of verse, with interesting imagery and lush metaphors and a mixture of natural elements and metaphysical elements. So, that's how I relax in between cleaning my bathroom. Have a wonderful Spring! MT
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