Every fear has
substance. Whether
in thought, dreams,
or reality.
Every warning is valid
especially when it comes
through lips of one
adored.
He told me
love is a four letter word
that is really just another
four letter word: Lust.
So I’m prepared.
I’ve got a plan.
And when my turn
comes
I’ll knock
both birds with one stone
and everything
will be okay.
I shall build
a tunnel underground
to a kingdom
where love and
Lust exist
only in glances, sweat,
tongue pressed against lip.
Skin sliding on skin
performed only in secret
dreams.
Punishment is for both.
Man, woman
Always wanting
Never getting
enough:
Sin
In my kingdom
under the ground,
we shall create the cure
and spread the disease
to Peru, Japan, the US, the Soviet
Only in this
as I’ve been taught,
by the lips of my dear one,
will the world be right.
(I’m going to be off the net for the next couple weeks to finish a novella, so I wanted to post something before I’m off. This is from the pov of character from my new novella, Xscents. It sprang to mind this afternoon and I had to write it. See all of you undead on the other side!)
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Woww.. this was sizzling, and very very vivid… 🙂
Loved the play of words…
“Always wanting
Never getting
enough:” — phew!!! Superb!
Good luck with Xscents… 🙂
Thank you, Kavita! I appreciate it.
Ooh, la, la…and what an exit!
He told me
love is a four letter word
that is really just another
four letter word: Lust.
So I’m prepared.
I’ve got a plan.
And when my turn
comes
I’ll knock
both birds with one stone
and everything
will be okay
I like the double meaning here. Very, very, nice (or should I say naughty, moi cheri, n’est-ce pas?)
Best of luck on the novella! You will be missed by the Undead…
Rhyme on!
LOL. *wiggles eyebrows*
I’ll miss all of you too. Will catch up when I get back. Don’t let Margo near the matches. 😉
Hey! [pout]
I think walking around in your head would be fun, Jodi. Especially reading this one!
The lines Kavita pointed out were especially fiery, and I also liked the movement here:
only in glances, sweat,
tongue pressed against lip.
Skin sliding on skin
(of course I did!)
Thanks, Margo!
You’ve been walking around in my head for 2 months now, silly. Surely you’ve looked behind all those doors. Even the locked ones. Wait, that was your twin.
“we shall create the cure
and spread the disease”
Uhhmazing!
I really liked the “love vs lust” theme. You create a “kingdom” where the two coexist and are not mutually exclusive. A very provocative utopia. I liked how you focused “sin” to represent a single aspect of the broad word (through your formatting and your preceding lines).
I’m curious about the relevance of the locations mentioned, especially the Soviet Union. I assume this will be answered in your novella!
Exxxcellent poem!
Thanks, Chris. It’s interesting you use the word Utopia. I was thinking how one person’s utopia can be another person’s dystopia or in other words, your heaven can be my hell. Individual interpretation is everything whether we write of utopia, sin, pleasure, illness of the mind. It’s why its so important to occasionally strip away all our preconceived ideas and simply look at the way things are, truthfully, which is what this novel is all about. I’m blah blah blahing here… mind is immersed! Thanks so much!
OMJ, again. Wonderful how you’re writing poems from the POV of characters – what a great way to deepen them (and make wonderful poetry). I do like
tongue pressed against lip.
Skin sliding on skin
… pure Jodi 🙂
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Thanks, Sean.
It’s been such a great exercise. Had to laugh at the ‘pure Jodi’. You know my work so well. Thanks for all your support. 😉
Whoa, that was amazing
“He told me
love is a four letter word
that is really just another
four letter word: Lust.”
Will you include this poem in your novella? All the best with writing it!
“where love and
Lust exist
only in glances, sweat,
tongue pressed against lip.
Skin sliding on skin
performed only in secret
dreams.”,
Brilliant, I love the double meanings!
Hi Dead Poet,
Thank you so much! I’m not sure if I will include it or not. Bizzaro is such a strange genre. Anything and everything goes, but strangely, when you throw out all the ‘rules’ sort of speak, one has to be even more finicky in the structure of the story. Funny how that works.
Double meanings. 😉 Glad you were able to catch.
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Just came across this Jodi..I really like it. Different views here
Thanks, Woih. Yes, she is a very disturbed young woman. The novel is winding down, and I simply can’t believe how power driven and lusty she is. What kind of freakin people come up with this bullsh*t? … 😉