It's The 2025 Poem-A-Week Challenge Discussion Thread

Special Way
by Kreemi

There's a special way
You caught me, caught my eye

There's a special way
Like you didn't have to try

There's a special way
That you sent my spirit high

There's a special way
That you took me to the sky

There's a special way
so subtle, almost undercover

There's a special way
Went from strangers into lovers

There's a special way
That your body, it received me

There's a special way
Almost missed when you deceived me

There's a,special way
That you hurt me with your lyin'

There's a special way
You broke my heart and left me dyin'
This is really good 😘
 
_Land's " Walking the Backbone" is a true Labour of Love ❤️ , a tribute to his nation by a patriot cum poet. It is both a History as well as a Geography lession... with dollops of emotions thrown in as bonus or windfall, to boot!!!
It speaks of a young Republic...it's first faltering steps...of Coal, Timber and Steel industry... i have never been to the USA 🇺🇸 but have read 📚 and heard about the Appalachian mountain range...._Land 's travelogue or trekathon blog took me thru' a few centuries...you have described mountains, rivers, trees 🌳, forests,inhabitants.. fog, sky....natural phenomena...Bravo, Bro: a Grand Salute 🫡 from far off India 🇮🇳!!!!
 
_Land's " Walking the Backbone" is a true Labour of Love ❤️ , a tribute to his nation by a patriot cum poet. It is both a History as well as a Geography lession... with dollops of emotions thrown in as bonus or windfall, to boot!!!
It speaks of a young Republic...it's first faltering steps...of Coal, Timber and Steel industry... i have never been to the USA 🇺🇸 but have read 📚 and heard about the Appalachian mountain range...._Land 's travelogue or trekathon blog took me thru' a few centuries...you have described mountains, rivers, trees 🌳, forests,inhabitants.. fog, sky....natural phenomena...Bravo, Bro: a Grand Salute 🫡 from far off India 🇮🇳!!!!


Thank you, this was a grand adventure indeed.. I've never done the Appalachian Trail straight through but have visited it in all the states it traverses. I'm so glad you enjoyed it 🫶
 
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3-D

I mailed them to you,
those lacy green silk panties
after I'd worn them
and when we finally met
you watched me put them back on.



Week 43, Poem 2, Total 51
Particularly sexy and elegant. I especially like that the usual trope of clothes coming off is reversed. This gives the poem a kind of two-fold sexiness: First that the narrator is nude as the poem begins, with the implications of why she is naked, and second that the observer (and the reader) watch the underwear being replaced, with the reminder that this is where they were befor being sent to the observer before the events of the poem.

Interesting variation on the usual theme.
 
Particularly sexy and elegant. I especially like that the usual trope of clothes coming off is reversed. This gives the poem a kind of two-fold sexiness: First that the narrator is nude as the poem begins, with the implications of why she is naked, and second that the observer (and the reader) watch the underwear being replaced, with the reminder that this is where they were befor being sent to the observer before the events of the poem.

Interesting variation on the usual theme.
Thank you Tzara. The panty poems that preceded mine in the Tanka thread were very inspiring. Ahem.

And btw I love your poem The Haunting. The narrator's matter-of-fact tone belies the truly spooky content described. Of course the experiences we bring to reading a poem affect the way we engage with it. And I say this because that movie, The Haunting, the 1963 version based (like the 1999 remake) on Shirley Jackson's novella The Haunting of Hill House, scared the bejeebers outta me when I was a kid. Even today thinking of Claire Bloom and Julie Harris clutching each other's hands in terror while the bedroom walls *breathed* and the doorknob slowly turned kinda freaks me out. So thanks for helping me remember that. I think. 😱
 
And btw I love your poem The Haunting. The narrator's matter-of-fact tone belies the truly spooky content described. Of course the experiences we bring to reading a poem affect the way we engage with it. And I say this because that movie, The Haunting, the 1963 version based (like the 1999 remake) on Shirley Jackson's novella The Haunting of Hill House, scared the bejeebers outta me when I was a kid. Even today thinking of Claire Bloom and Julie Harris clutching each other's hands in terror while the bedroom walls *breathed* and the doorknob slowly turned kinda freaks me out. So thanks for helping me remember that. I think. 😱
I happen to be reading The Haunting of Hill House right now and thought about titling the poem "Hill House," but also wanted to reference the film. I'd wanted to use a trailer from the 1963 version in the title link, but it seemed rather stilted so used the trailer for the remake instead. Though the poem is more about a generic haunted house, I was thinking more of the Jackson novel than of something like The Amityville Horror, which I haven't read or seen.

This whole Hallowe'en thing is kind of fun.
 
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