Tuesday, 5 April 2011

THE HEAVING CORE ~

 

Burgundy tones of hair so thick
the subtle sure knowledge
i can have my pick
 
the flaring of my nostrils
the intensity of my gaze
 
misfit
 
non confirming
setting hearts ablaze
or acknowledging
your worst fears
 
wearing my need
like the backless black dress
 
unconstrained
scintillating
uncaring
showing my finger to those too scared
not daring to ever bare
hypocrisy at its peak
 
i'd rather digress
not waste time to chastise the weak
it will always be about me
me me and yet more of me
 
damn sure of those second looks
purging my heaving core
by hook or crook
 
unabashedly untamed
 
oh yes!
i know how to retreat
yet, lay my claim
burgundy tones of hair so thick
the piercing green intensity of my gaze
 
about time
it set your god dammed mind ablaze

~o0o~



# picture courtesy- THE SNAFU DANCE THEATRE
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16 comments:

  1. Brian Miller5 April 2011 at 15:17

    oh snap! way to lay it down sonny...the house is burning down with this one...would love to hear it spoken with all kinds of attitude

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  2. Anonymous5 April 2011 at 16:31

    Intense!
    Love it - my gaze is green with envy (or blue-ish, I guess)! :)

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  3. Unknown5 April 2011 at 17:19

    This is quite powerful!

    "damn sure of those second looks
    purging my heaving core
    by hook or crook

    unabashedly untamed"

    Great lines there! And, great picture, too :)

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  4. The Poet5 April 2011 at 19:24

    Very powerful poem & great imagery.

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  5. Sonika Uppal5 April 2011 at 21:30

    @ brian...thats the part i dont like about blogger...no option of recording a voice reply...

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  6. Sonika Uppal5 April 2011 at 21:31

    fridge ...i want a picture of that..ur eyes all blue with envy...:))

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  7. Sonika Uppal5 April 2011 at 21:32

    lori....andy....zanks..any feedback...is hugely appreciated ...

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  8. KB5 April 2011 at 22:08

    Loving your lines and the pic too.

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  9. *5 April 2011 at 23:17

    The last two lines! Terrific.

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  10. Glynn6 April 2011 at 02:21

    There's something terrible about this -- terrible in the sense of "inspiring terror" -- like a goddess threatening doom. Or a lover. Well done.

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  11. Sonika Uppal6 April 2011 at 02:56

    lol...its a sirens song....glynn....its passion unadulterated...*wicked grins

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  12. Marshy6 April 2011 at 07:32

    wonderful poem...i could sense the siren in this and wanted them to ensnare me

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  13. Celestial Dreamz6 April 2011 at 08:24

    oh this is powerful! enjoyed it thoroughly. I wonder why I didn't come to your blog before! it's quite a poetic experience!

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  14. Bubba6 April 2011 at 08:55

    Intriguing images, Sonny! I dig it!

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  15. Sonika Uppal6 April 2011 at 11:27

    woohoo...:))

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  16. flaubert6 April 2011 at 16:00

    An intriguing poem, Sonny.

    Pamela

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