Speak in Poetry

Nat · 05-21-2010, 11:43 PM

if I in my north room
dance naked, grotesquely
before my mirror
waving my shirt round my head
and singing softly to myself
...
If I admire my arms, my face,
my shoulders, flanks, buttocks
against the yellow drawn shades,--

Who shall say I am not
the happy genius of my household?

Miami · 05-22-2010, 03:58 AM

Love, can you hear me?
I call to thee incessantly,
yet you turn a deaf ear
to all my wretched pleas,
and send only women
who would put me on
my knees,
for shame, oh fate,
to pay me so foully,
what have I done to
deserve this from thee?
Have I not been faithful,
and placed upon your pyre
my heart as solemn sacrifice?
And yet you seek to torment me,
By sending one wench after another,
to break what is unbreakable,
try as you might,
I will love as I will,
heart broken I may be,
But my spirit will never bow down
to your defeat.

Enchantress · 05-22-2010, 05:21 PM

O the transformation
of feeling into what?
Into audible landscape.
Music: you stranger. Passion which
has outgrown us. Our inner most being,
transcending, driven out of us,
holiest of departures:
inner worlds now
the most practiced of distances, as
the other side of thin air:
pure,
immense
no longer habitable...

.

05-21-2010, 11:43 PM	#1
Nat Senior Member How Do You Identify?: bigender (DID System) Preferred Pronoun?: he/him or alter-specific Relationship Status: Unavailable Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: Central TX Posts: 3,537 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 11,047 Thanked 13,968 Times in 2,589 Posts Rep Power: 21474855	if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself ... If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades,-- Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household? __________________ I'm a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl. - Bjork What is to give light must endure burning. -Viktor Frankl

05-22-2010, 03:58 AM	#2
Miami Member How Do You Identify?: Gentlemyn Butch Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Miami, Florida DUH! Posts: 135 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 8 Thanked 79 Times in 45 Posts Rep Power: 876	Love, can you hear me? I call to thee incessantly, yet you turn a deaf ear to all my wretched pleas, and send only women who would put me on my knees, for shame, oh fate, to pay me so foully, what have I done to deserve this from thee? Have I not been faithful, and placed upon your pyre my heart as solemn sacrifice? And yet you seek to torment me, By sending one wench after another, to break what is unbreakable, try as you might, I will love as I will, heart broken I may be, But my spirit will never bow down to your defeat. __________________ To be broken hearted does NOT mean to be broken, simply to be prepared for the healing.

05-22-2010, 05:21 PM	#3
Enchantress Senior Member How Do You Identify?: A complex confection. Preferred Pronoun?: Miss Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: The land of milk and honey. Posts: 2,169 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 741 Thanked 3,420 Times in 1,200 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	O the transformation of feeling into what? Into audible landscape. Music: you stranger. Passion which has outgrown us. Our inner most being, transcending, driven out of us, holiest of departures: inner worlds now the most practiced of distances, as the other side of thin air: pure, immense no longer habitable... .