My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

6 to be free to touch

her gloved fingers itched to be free.
unhindered by fabric or this gift, she longed
to taste the world as it was meant to be

unhindered by fabric or this gift, she longed
to feel the warmth of his caress
and finally feel like she belonged

to feel the warmth of his caress
as he trailed his fingers along her skin,
was a dream she had to repress.

as he trailed his fingers along her skin,
with her own glove covering his hand
she felt the desire burn deep within.

with her own glove covering his hand
he pulled her close, his eyes focused on her lips
the threat of his kiss was more than she could stand

he pulled her close, his eyes focused on her lips
oh how she wished to fulfill his plea
and touch his mouth with more than glove covered fingertips

oh how she wished to fulfill his plea.
her gloved fingers itched to be free
to taste the world as it was meant to be.



my thoughts earlier in the afternoon were to work on my long neglected tale of With Just a Touch.  technically i have the rest of the story mapped out; i know exactly how it will end...but i have no patience really for lengthy writes.  that's probably why i like poetry; the longest poem i ever labored over (save the cursed ballad that i'm still working on...not sure whether to thank or curse One Stop Poetry's Form Monday for their hand in inspiring me to try a ballad)...where was i...ah, yes, the longest poem i ever labored over was two type pages, but alas the words probably only covered 30% of the paper...


i think i'm off topic...hmmm....  so while i thought to add to With Just a Touch, i was thinking about One Stop Poetry's One Shot Wednesday (and ignoring the fact that it is Tuesday and already the post is up with more than 80 link-ins...i suppose it's Wednesday somewhere).  while i participated once before, two weeks ago, it was with an old poem i thought to share.  i thought this time it might be nice to share something new.  i think i'm off topic again...where was i...hmm, yes...OSP made it very easy for me to push aside my story for a poem instead...


upon further reflection, i thought it was a long time since i toyed with a pantoum...so my brain decided to not completely neglect my story, but to honor it with a poem...this wonderful train of thought was all fine and dandy, but if you read the above poem (and know anything about pantoums) you will know that it is not exactly a pantoum...i sort of truncated it a bit.  after i was done, i thought it would only take a couple of tweaks and one additional line to fit, but i kinda like it the way it is.


i think that's enough rambling for now...so i'm going to link in (probably somewhere in the 90's) and then head off to bed...night...

6 comments:

  1. i kinda like the way it is as well...yeah not a big glove fan...i would rather touch and taste with nothing in between...will have to check out your story...

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  2. i really liked this...gonna tweet this too

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  3. Ah, I knew it was some kind of form - truncated pantoum - I like it!

    (http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com)

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  4. i like the form and the poem but i LOVE the story and hope that you do continue it. it's fascinating.

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  5. Its interesting to see your word play and how you take the one from before and use it in a different way in the next.. so beautiful. I liked it so much.


    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-winter-dew.html
    Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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  6. Sensual and mood-effective. Nailed it, my friend!

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