Bistro Bijou

[Guest]

Darkroom

In the darkroom he works quietly
as if alone, padding back and forth.
It’s a small space, but he moves
easily in confidence he checks
the time he adjusts the emulsion.

Careful man.
Methodical.

Spacing prints just so,
studying images, thinking
of balance, thinking of ambiguity,
the contradiction of light and dark,
and the gray border blends of these.

“Why is there pain in pleasure?”

His low voice is answered
in the sibilance of her breath.

He rises before her.
His eyes traverse the silk
of her silk, the silk of her skin,
the curve of her hip poised
straining to maintain her balance
of heel to floor.

The drape of her wrists bound
above her
the purple grosgrain
lying in petals against
the ivory grace of her still hands.

‘Why is there liberation in control?”

he says arranging the swath of her hair
in shining complement to her breast.

He caresses her cheek,
sets her face aside the outstretched arm,
and smiling tenderly
their eyes meet.

He traces her smile
behind the leather
and whispers

“Why is this love?”

Pour me over some ice......sizzle......

 

[unpredictablebijou]

S'okay. I can reread the previously posted ones. They're worth revisiting.

They are now up on the fridge as well. The link's in the first bistro post.

That fridge post is huge. I'll start a new fridge post tomorrow. Good stuff, you poets.

Pour me over some ice......sizzle......

Hi angel. Yeah, that was hawt.

Salmon? More ice for that... um, swelling?

bj


I'll be taking off soon. In a bit of a shift of mood, here's your evening's hostess.

 

[champagne1982]

True that. It's a sad thing too.

I had someone tell me last night that you need a passport to enter Canada from the US now. This country is well and truly a mess if that is the case.

I need sexy rope magic poetry to get the stink of government off my brain.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v472/moonduck/warning-fascism.jpg

Now, that's a mistake. You don't need a passport to enter Canada, you simply need one to get home. That's what they're looking for, is your ticket back home. s'all.

extend that graceful line
elegant scar a cleavage
of mystery for what else
but life and death mastery
can arouse this pain
life won't surrender love
but knots it tight and ties
me to this place of delicate
kisses on bright skin through
this cord, this winding curve
pattern of hitch and bight
shows plump ripeness
pressed to join the tracery
of scalpel and cable
held bare and open
that you touch my heart

 

[Homburg]

Now, that's a mistake. You don't need a passport to enter Canada, you simply need one to get home. That's what they're looking for, is your ticket back home. s'all.

There's a bit of light there, in its' own way.

extend that graceful line
elegant scar a cleavage
of mystery for what else
but life and death mastery
can arouse this pain
life won't surrender love
but knots it tight and ties
me to this place of delicate
kisses on bright skin through
this cord, this winding curve
pattern of hitch and bight
shows plump ripeness
pressed to join the tracery
of scalpel and cable
held bare and open
that you touch my heart

I know nothing about you, but I lust for your mind. Wherever this comes from, it resonates within me. I honestly don't know that I can pay a higher compliment.

 

[champagne1982]

There's a bit of light there, in its' own way.



I know nothing about you, but I lust for your mind. Wherever this comes from, it resonates within me. I honestly don't know that I can pay a higher compliment.

I have had 2 open heart surgeries within the past 8 years. I think those travails (separate and apart from the tragedies and horror that marked my summer past) have shown me that what it takes to survive is not strength but being. Simply being alive to take the next breath, to think beyond this second and to feel the freedom from pain that pain brings, when inflicted to heal, is enough to see us through to tomorrow.

It's a hope that the darkness can't extinguish. As long as there is life, there is hope, as long as there is hope, we shall live.

 

[RhymeFairy]

This week's impromptu Bistro Survey.


* Favorite soup for cold weather?

* Celebrity Lapdance: Who would you choose?

* Best poet for cheering you up when you've lost your mojo? (Can be a poet on this board or one of those Regular Famous Ones)

* What's that one thing you've been trying to write a poem about for ages but can't quite make it work yet?

* You walk into a bar and the first song you hear on the jukebox proves that you're definitely in the right place. What song is it?

* What's the finest compliment you ever got?


have fun. And have some soup - it's cold out. I've got french onion, tomato florentine and cream of asparagus, among others.

mmmm. soup.

bj

bj

* Favorite soup for cold weather?

Am I a bit odd in requesting chicken noodle with a hot peanut butter sandwich and a cold, cold glass of milk?? Yummm !!



* Celebrity Lapdance: Who would you choose?

Johnny Depp, he is soo weird but irresistible.



* Best poet for cheering you up when you've lost your mojo? (Can be a poet on this board or one of those Regular Famous Ones)

Our Poets: Angeline
Famous: James Kavanaugh


* What's that one thing you've been trying to write a poem about for ages but can't quite make it work yet?

Love, in all her colors.



* You walk into a bar and the first song you hear on the jukebox proves that you're definitely in the right place. What song is it?

That's the hardest question yet. I love all muscic. It would really depend on my mood I guess. So ... let's go with :

Talk To Me
Stevie Nicks



* What's the finest compliment you ever got?

" your the bestest Mommy, in tha whooooole world !! "



I liked this. Kinda kewl to think it out and let it be ~~

 

[Homburg]

* Favorite soup for cold weather?

Pumpkin sausage curry soup


* Celebrity Lapdance: Who would you choose?

Our hostess, of course.



* Best poet for cheering you up when you've lost your mojo? (Can be a poet on this board or one of those Regular Famous Ones)

I don't know any of the locals well enough, though I do have my eye on Angeline and Champy over there.

My favourite famous types? Ugh, haven't thought of it in years. I loved the Imagist poets, but I am honestly most at home with various Eastern poets. Cold Mountain puts me in a special place, as does Basho.


* What's that one thing you've been trying to write a poem about for ages but can't quite make it work yet?

Anything serious. I used to write all sorts of poetry (even saw print), but I never felt like I was able to consistently put forth serious work.



* You walk into a bar and the first song you hear on the jukebox proves that you're definitely in the right place. What song is it?

Shane McGowan and Sinead O'Connor "Haunted".

It's soft for my normal tastes, but the sort of pub that would have this piece of obscure Celtic Folk Punk loveliness on it is one where I'd feel right at home.



* What's the finest compliment you ever got?

I went to the workplace of a lady friend of mine, and asked one of her co-workers if said lady friend was around. She asked my name and went to go find my lady friend. Suddenly she spun around, cocked her hips, smiled, and purred, "Oh, you're the guy with the tongue..." It is one thing to tell me something like that. It is another to brag about it to your co-workers.

Best compliment ever.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Like tongued trails sweeping
under and around nipples
standing proud,
weaving patterns
paisley
sensuous velvet
and silken tresses
painted as in oils
spreading, separating
bound
yet opened by a masters fingers

 

[RhymeFairy]

Shane McGowan and Sinead O'Connor "Haunted".

It's soft for my normal tastes, but the sort of pub that would have this piece of obscure Celtic Folk Punk loveliness on it is one where I'd feel right at home.

I have a grrrrrrrrrrr .... I hate it that I cannot go to U-Tube and get a downlaod without having to wait 2 hours, well not 2 hours .... but you get my meaning.

Thinking I need to get a bit more ram ... or some other such computer thingy to hop this baby up ~~

 

[Angeline]

Pour me over some ice......sizzle......

Hehe. For once I woke you up instead of putting you to sleep.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I have a grrrrrrrrrrr .... I hate it that I cannot go to U-Tube and get a downlaod without having to wait 2 hours, well not 2 hours .... but you get my meaning.

Thinking I need to get a bit more ram ... or some other such computer thingy to hop this baby up ~~

I have to wait too so I let it play thru go and do something else play cards whatever or read mail then when i go back and play it again it plays perfectly

 

[Homburg]

UYS making with the sexy verse again. Dang.

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I have a grrrrrrrrrrr .... I hate it that I cannot go to U-Tube and get a downlaod without having to wait 2 hours, well not 2 hours .... but you get my meaning.

Thinking I need to get a bit more ram ... or some other such computer thingy to hop this baby up ~~

It's worth the wait, though I do sympathise with your computer woes. My machine is sub par. Needs more RAM, video card, etc.

I adore this song. Sinead has one of the angelically beautiful voices around, and she is in rare form here. Shane, on the other hand, sounds like five miles of bad road, and always has. He's just so bloody expressive with that sandpaper voice that I don't care. Juxtapose the two together in a duet and the effect is synergistic. Shane's voice is smoothed over, and Sinead sounds even more ethereal.

Course, I've been a Pogues fan for 20+ years, so I'm a mite biased.

And I had a thoroughly sensual poem sent to me via PM by a beautiful lady last night (who said something about it not being ready for prime time or some other silliness, when it was clearly hot to freakin death and should be shared, dammit). Goodness. You poet grrls know how to tie words into pictures that fire this particular visual artist's brain into all sorts of patterns.

Though, honestly, I don't know that ropework is visual so much as performance. Hell, I'm just some guy what likes tying up willing ladies. I still think it's pretentious to call myself an artist.

Aaaaanyway, damn, y'all have some hotness in those sexy poet grrl brains. Rawr.

 

[champagne1982]

I have a grrrrrrrrrrr .... I hate it that I cannot go to U-Tube and get a downlaod without having to wait 2 hours, well not 2 hours .... but you get my meaning.

Thinking I need to get a bit more ram ... or some other such computer thingy to hop this baby up ~~

I have to wait too so I let it play thru go and do something else play cards whatever or read mail then when i go back and play it again it plays perfectly

Good morning B's B mavens.

RF, the download speed is not your computer but your connection speed. If you're paying for a high speed connection, you're getting ripped off. Do not phone a sales rep, call the tech support. If the IP tries to sell you something else to "improve" your cnxion speed, tell them in as blunt a fashion as you like to get stuffed, odds are the high speed service isn't in your area. The only people who get true high speed are listed in the service provider's license or contract somewhere. If your town or county isn't on that piece of paper, no modem nor additional RAM can be bought to improve your download speed.

eta: If you are paying for High Speed service and it's not available, revert back to dial up. Otherwise, you're paying about 20 bucks too much for internet service and not getting what's advertised. Just say NO!

Good idea Annie girl. Strip poker?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Lol the visuals would leave much to be desired ... I can just imagine the scenario .... "I have lost again dammit so I am peeling off my teensy purple bra to join my panties on the floor"

 

[champagne1982]

Lol the visuals would leave much to be desired ... I can just imagine the scenario .... "I have lost again dammit so I am peeling off my teensy purple bra to join my panties on the floor"

Naughty girl! Your panties go first? Put a towel on that chair, missy.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

How do I put this without sounding gross oh blow it here goes ..... I am rather a large girl in the upper regions added to which saying you could have an eye out with those nips .... wouldnt be an exaggeration ......soooooooo it's save the best till last really lol >>>>>>goes and hides behind the fridge

 

[champagne1982]

Happy evening, Lady Wafflemaker. I know you're almost ready for bed in jolly ol' jolly, what? ..

But LOL @ the fridge image. Ta.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Happy Evening to you too altho my kind of waffle isnt made ... its more of the rabbit rabbit yack yack chatter chatter type lol
Hmmmmm now who's being naughty I only go to bed at 2000 hrs when there is something in the offing lol

 

[champagne1982]

I miscalculated the time for some reason.. I think it was around the mentioning of 8 hours ahead... I thought that was 8 hours in front of Eastern, even though I know better. My family and I lived in Germany for 5 years and I know what time it is just over the Greenwich meridian. Good thing I said evening then, isn't it?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Ooops and I forgot you have so many time zones .... I once flew from Hawaii to Vancouver to the USA then home and arrived before I left and hadnt been to bed for 3 days so work that out I was knackered

 

[champagne1982]

Ooops and I forgot you have so many time zones .... I once flew from Hawaii to Vancouver to the USA then home and arrived before I left and hadnt been to bed for 3 days so work that out I was knackered

I'm exhausted just reading this. LOL

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Oh what a joy to arrive today to see the bistro already hoppin' and filled with gorgeous people!

If I tried to cut, paste, quote, reply to all the brilliance I'd never get anything done. Suffice it to say y'all are making my day way, way better already.

oy, it's still very cold here. In fact, my shop seems to have a frozen pipe and we are without water this afternoon. eh bien, who needs water when you have sexy poets, lovely people in distant timezones and "the guy with the tongue" hanging around to be distracting and beautiful?

hot food today, hot poetry, hot people and hot drinks. I've got some venison in cranberry sauce, a nice chicken risotto and baked fennel in parmesan. Dessert's a bread pudding that will make you slide out of your chair onto the floor with a beatific smile on your face.

And it's not too early for a little brandy, just to warm your innards.

O UYS, quit hiding behind that fridge. Those are spectacular. You might even get inspired to let Hommie do a little ropework and decorate them someday.

RhymeFairy, what kind of bread do you want your sandwich on? There are no odd requests at the bistro.-- and in fact I have a good friend who insists that his milk be put into the freezer for a few minutes before serving, so I'm all about the ice cold milk thing.

Champie, lamb, it's nice to be able to be here simultaneously with you for a change! And as an aside, your life, your story, even as little as I know, astounds me. You are obviously a very strong, very brave grrrl.

Welcome, bienvenue, wilkommen, well come!
and bright, warm blessings. All is well, all is well...

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Ive just been sent a penis on my phone that whistles and sings popeye the sailor man .... just thought i would mention it

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Ive just been sent a penis on my phone that whistles and sings popeye the sailor man .... just thought i would mention it

Homburg, 'zat you?

 

[Homburg]

Oh what a joy to arrive today to see the bistro already hoppin' and filled with gorgeous people!

If I tried to cut, paste, quote, reply to all the brilliance I'd never get anything done. Suffice it to say y'all are making my day way, way better already.

oy, it's still very cold here. In fact, my shop seems to have a frozen pipe and we are without water this afternoon. eh bien, who needs water when you have sexy poets, lovely people in distant timezones and "the guy with the tongue" hanging around to be distracting and beautiful?

This thread, and its' inhabitants, are rather lovely, I must agree.

!!

hot food today, hot poetry, hot people and hot drinks. I've got some venison in cranberry sauce, a nice chicken risotto and baked fennel in parmesan. Dessert's a bread pudding that will make you slide out of your chair onto the floor with a beatific smile on your face.

I hate it when you post something like this when my stomach is already rumbling with hunger. WANT.

O UYS, quit hiding behind that fridge. Those are spectacular. You might even get inspired to let Hommie do a little ropework and decorate them someday.

I like breasts. I like rope. I like breasts in rope. And I've at least one or two examples of some very lovely breasts wrapped up rather decoratively and snugly in my thread.

RhymeFairy, what kind of bread do you want your sandwich on? There are no odd requests at the bistro.-- and in fact I have a good friend who insists that his milk be put into the freezer for a few minutes before serving, so I'm all about the ice cold milk thing.

Milk is best when darned near ready to freeze.

And I hope you don't mind, but I invited a few friends over to provide some light music.