New Poetry Recommendations

[LeannaDark]

I very much enjoyed Sunny_Sub's work. They are a shade short, and more hint at something than be explicit, but sometimes that's a refreshing change, and the verse and writing, from a purely poetical standpoint, are very good. For a new author, at least, new to our community, she impresses me. With a few more submissions, and a little less caution, she could be truly spectacular. To read Sunny_Sub's work, click here:

Her first submission: Kiss Me

Her 2nd or 3rd, this one with a bit of a spurned or denied undertone: Please

Her only other submission, the polar opposite of "Please": Forever Content

I hope you enjoy them, even if only a little. New authors need encouragement, and good authors deserve it. Sunny_sub is both, from what I've seen.

 

[butters]

sorry for the lack of review today - I had to take my son to the doc's today and she sent me on to get him bloodtests and an ECG, suspecting glandular fever with a possible soft murmur of the heart. Then work called me in for the rest of the day and just got back in. phew. if I get a chance and my head in gear I'll put up a review. Gotta cook dinner

 

[butters]

today's poems

Esoteric Erotic - by nookybear
kinda sweet sentiment expressed, a wistfulness even, but the overuse of punctuation makes this read in a manner too stilted for the gentle voice of the poem, imo.

Golden Gate Bridge - by Boxlicker101

Rose Haiga - by vrosej10
small
but perfectly formed

British Asian Girls - by al_Ussa
nice to see the british asian girls getting their fan mail, but unfortunately the poem itself's hard to read over the colours of the picture

sex with you - by lawrobbur

open - by lawrobbur

dick me - by lawrobbur




not a whole lot to say today about the new poems up. they may be more someone else's cup of tea *shrug*

 

[EroticOrogeny]

Thursday, Nov 12 new poems

There are quite a few today. I enjoyed:

Her Kiss by Levitating_Bed is nice (and haiku length)

DMaster_14 starts to get us into the 'seasonal spirit' with Twas The Day Before Christmas a amusing but sad piece.

I found Before and After and Alternative Energy by Bill Dada to be interesting.

Also interesting is lady regina by bluerains.

Nothing notable for me in the remaining poems.

 

[lorencino]

Friday•13•NOV

New Poems Here

Of the 13 new poems on this Friday the 13th (makes me wonder if I should get involved with this) these are my recommendations:

With Sophomore Minds by greenmountaineer for its fresh revisiting of the clumsy groping towards pleasure we all remember.

Destitute by SweetOblivion for its sensitive depiction of the disjuncture between what we want and what we allow ourselves because of the ideas that have imposed themselves on our psychi.

sometimes without leaving the ground by Levitating_Bed for the exquisite pleasure of being almost lost in the enormity of the universe but still safely attached to the known commonplace.

Ashland Haiku by seannelson because I like the pictures these haikus create in my head.

Found Poem #9 by Bill Dada because, despite my conviction that the last word is a typo and should read "here," I am fascinated by the idea that, if I travel faster than the speed of light, I should make it back in the moment before I leave.


[There is a great deal of variety in the poems submitted today and I am sure that many of you will find poems you like amongst those I have not mentioned here. You are free to submit your own recommendations if you find something you like.]

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Recommendations for Saturday, November 14th

Saturday finds us with 14 new poems in its pocket. Despite the small misspelling of to for too, I enjoyed vrosej10's Moment, Plural (though perhaps I am just biased toward small poems). I liked the simple, straightforward images. Also on offer is Cal Y. Pygia's Temporary Injuctions, poems about breasts, the big bang and amphibians--wide variety of subjects this time. I especially liked this bit:

She transformed
Her breasts
Into aviaries

Jack Green has several submissions posted today. Of these, I most enjoyed West of Here, an epic fantasy.

Perhaps my favorite reading today was Foehn's foreboding narrative The Dark Hour which examines the lonely place of sad thoughts and how we best endure those times.

If you're in the mood for some light-hearted, dirty-minded doggerel, you may be amused by AnitaBEaton's With Apologies to Dr. Seuss.

Have a great rest of your weekend!

 

[butters]

today's new poems

Tease by angell27
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450567
poetic prose, and no worse for being so, this unashamedly addresses the heat of sexual desire. Despite its language choices, this piece carries a poignant tone, summed up by its final three lines - the three which make a poem all on their own:

I want, I want,

I need...

missing you.


Temptation by Stony Clover
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450523

a cool little nudge at necrophilia, having its small moments more for its topic than any great style and comes across a little too explained when all is said and done but it made me smile a little anyway. Not everyone will tackle this subject and it even has a creepy moment where 'she opens her eyes'. Is it a matter of pressure on internal structures, an accumulation of wind, a doll-like image of an auto-reaction or - more freakily - something happening in the mind of the necrophiliac projecting wish-fulfilment? The title leads me into the piece with a preconception that the ending denies since it has compassion behind it suggesting a couple that have shared a life and not just a death. Of course, it could just be the freakin' mortuary assistant who has a penchant for this particular cadaver. Either way, the concept is better for me than the delivery. Still might be worth a read, though, to decide for yourselves.

Iron Maiden by greenmountaineer
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450679
read it read it read it read it read it (as in 'eed' not 'ed')
superb. restrained. intelligent write. a completeness of a poem.
do yourselves a favour and read it.

recurrences by sandyb
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450677
I don't remember reading anything by this author before, but they have some interesting images that are worth a look, like 'supple panthers' and a cypress swamp in gloaming mystery'. First stanza's my favourite.



the shell road by sandyb
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450678

this is worth reading two, three or more times, imo. you can taste the engine oil, smell the bourbon-breath, but best of all are these lines:

she met my stare with blue eyes flashing -
a wounded priestess, her gods dying -
finding neither respite nor belief,
just the disintegrating wind and
dark waters rising as her cover.

I think one could get drunk on the sorrowing fumes rising from this write. I highly recommend reading it.



My Favourite Dicks by AnitaBEaton
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450649
I'll never hear 'raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens' again in quite the same way.

The End by McKinky
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450659
I feel the writer struggles with getting the best out of this piece right up till these final lines which contain (in bold) something exotic and damned poetic, capturing something of the strong allure these pastimes hold for their afficionados:

Yet this is the final drop,
Time splits and I am the present and the past.

The world bursts in pain that’s pleasure,
Heart both pounding and stopped,
Brain melted in this beautiful treasure





War and Peace by georgewknox
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450406
hmmm. a sustained metaphor. maybe goes on a little longer than needed but it's a pennant-waver for love.

Dreaming by love24x
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450666
well you can't knock this guy's metrical approach and blow by blow account. points for versatility in his of naming of the parts.


last but definitely not least are these two pieces by Cal Y Pygia. Once again worth your time to read. Lots to them with a richness and depth of content that this writer shows again and again.

Shakespearian Explication
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=450593

Despoiler of virgins
http://www.literotica.com/stories/sh....php?id=450562

 

[EroticOrogeny]

Thursday Nov 19 recommendations

There are only 4 new poems today.

I Hate You, Barbie by PositiveThinker is classified as 'hot', with a lot of positive reviews. I found the internally rhyming lines with a positive statement followed by a negative one in parenthesis interesting. Perhaps a bit overdone, could have been shorter and had as much effect.

JeannaLynn writes A True Friend in appreciation of one such, which can be hard to find in the life.

Tarvish sounds alone in The Dread

The only erotic offering is good to the last drop by lawrobbur, which is her typical rhyming patter.

Nothing I found really hot or interesting, but not too many.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Saturday, November 21 New Poems

There are 16 new poems today, including two sexy poems by newcomer Lovestoned. Both Later and Tasting You make use of concrete imagery and narrative, but of these I preferred the former (Later).

Curiouswife's Twenty Years made me see witches' brooms in a whole new light. Similarly, I enjoyed reading Or Not by pointless--not so much for its poetry but for its 'point' (sort of ironic, that, eh?)

I am not sure I at all get tuattur by Hmmnmm, but I like it enough to reread it and think you might too. It seems to be a pastoral, upon second read, but whatever it is compels me back for more.

There are a few other poems today that may well speak to you that didn't particularly jiggle my jelly, so do explore if you have time. Have a great rest of your weekend.

 

[lorencino]

A November 21 new poem that just blew me away.

AudreyHepburn's Dusk Song started out sounding utterly trite but thank God I carried on reading. Here is what I wrote in my remarks under the poem:


“I don't normally find myself liking poems on this topic. They are usually emotional and artless in their excessive outpouring of grief. I nearly didn't read this poem.

“Fortunately I discovered a stunningly beautiful and insightful exploration of a soul that had lived through a deep and seemingly abiding love.

“Congratulations on a carefully measured and very effective poem. The poem is the work of a master; the dedication at the end is that of a very real human being.”


I strongly recommend you give this poem a careful read.

 

[butters]

today's new poems. back later with recommendations/reviews

Comments on some of today's new poems:


As you read this by Tristesse
The more I read through this, the more it grows on me. Something almost hypnotic about the reps of "I see you" and "As you read this". It's a small, intimate piece full of imagery that's clean and crisp, employing the familiar to engage the reader from the very first lines. I wavered between seeing this as a piece about a break up and a piece about an enduring relationship despite the mundaneity of everyday life. I came down on the positive side, wanting to see his hands shaking through desire rather than loss but maybe the ambiguity is entirely in my own head. Next read through I maybe see the sorrows again. Damnit. The first three strophes feel so - as though he's so disconnected from her. And even so nothing says HE in the work, it's an assumption my mind makes right or wrong. I'm left wondering if this is a piece the man reads after losing his wife through death though divorce may feel like a death of sorts. Tristesse takes me through an array of emotions, even if I'm not entirely sure what I'm meant to be feeling - like a day where the emotional weather keeps on changing. I highly recommend this because takes me places.

Chloe Draws Down the Moon by greenmountaineer
My favourite by a country mile today, people. This is elegance at work. Pacing, subject, content ... THIS is poetry at work. imo, naturally If you've only time to read one of the crop today please do yourselves a big favour and read this one!

leaving home early last century by pavel pasha
a poem made for Lit, no doubt about it - a fairly gentle look at things with a couple of lines that made me smile in a rolly eyes kinda way but metre was struggling to rear its head all along the journey. the opening lines set up higher expectations than the rest o fit finally delivered but if the poet chose to polish this further they could get a prettier ditty out of it

here're the opening lines - these make me smile

Stay away from gambling halls and stay away from poolrooms.
Rather spend your time improving what you learnt in schoolrooms.
Stay away from alcohol. Give a wide berth to profanity.
Steer clear of self-idolatry and the pernicious sin of vanity.

Solace by Sir_Riordan
I feel this is worth recommending as a read even though I'm not a fan of its layout or punctuation. It still manages to leave me with a sense of - well - solace It speaks despite its problems. And while not an earth-moving piece, it's close enough to Christmas to make me buy into it even more easily.

Exotic Fruit by Alphonso
fresher than tinned fruit salad but I ended up getting the pip with this offering. others might enjoy it more than me, and it's certainly visual. stereotypical but visual, less fruity than I'd expected it to be. exotic? not for this reader. I like fruit.

A Love That Begged Me by Under Your Spell
Under Your Spell gives a timely nod to Turco's form and first terzanelle poem 'terzanelle in thunderweather' here, using the natural power of raging elements to convey a helplessness in the face of passions that can beat us down to our knees. I'm not well-enough versed in the niceties of Terzanelle as a form to comment on how well UYS has done with it, but I'm guessing pretty well! The small downsides for me were the 'like a knife' phrase and the damned apostrophes that crept into possessive its a couple of times. As a Poetry Survivor Challenge this one has to be worth a read.

A naughty act by bengali_fun
You know, the topic might not be to all tastes (nor mine), and the english broken and even poor in places BUT, having said that, this writer manages to create a more erotic piece than some of the other poets manage whose work we see submitted on a regular basis. Now whether or not this is the poet's own kink he's describing or a pandering to other Lit members (pardon the pun) it's irrelevant. What the poet does is imbue the writing with a sense of reality - an incarnation of desire if not of an actual event. I can't say I LIKE this poem, but it has its undeniable 'aura'. The author has tapped into something. For all I know a white, english great grandmother wrote this material but it feels like the voice of a fantasising young man with a cherished hidden passion. So they get that across well enough.


The Elegance of Apathy by vrosej10
some phrases here to make the reader pay attention. lines like:

This mood has no corners
Nothing ever scalds you
... ennui has mated with ... emptiness

it all trails off into something that reminds me of the phone left off the hook - like the narrator of the poem accepts they're not being listened to. I found the layout a little distracting, to be honest, and I'm not convinced at the moment of its 'elegance', but there's a sadness, a quietly despairing tone to this that lingers in my mind.

Lust Your Body by NKJNR
Ok. First 'verse' was using the rap styling to advantage and things were still being said in a fresh enough way to carry me through it. The last line of the first verse felt a natural end to me. What followed on after seemed to deteriorate rapidly.

Miss Wetness by NKJNR
I don't think Eminem need lose sleep yet, but you have to give credit for maintaining theme throughout. Highlights of the write are these lines, which kinda sum it up:

was he tryin to make her slack?
he just wanted to show her that his dick ain't wack

Some might enjoy it but I warn you, wear wellies.

 

[EroticOrogeny]

Thanksgiving poetry recoomendations

There are several new poems today.
I'm grateful that there are many other things to be grateful for today other than today's crop. But you may find more there than I did (perhaps too much turkey?)
My favorite for today is Getting Cramp from Multiple Orgasms by UnderYourSpell, who continues to lead in poetry survivor my a wide margin.
Forum was interesting and also a thread here.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Saturday, November 28 Recommendations

There were 11 New Poems for Saturday. Mostly they are poems by lawrobbur. Most of the poems were rhymed (not necessarily metered) and still too prosey despite the rhyme for my taste. Of these poems I found two that were engaging on some level: Jhmassi's A giantess poem had an interesting premise and did use some images, though the metre is a little off here and there. Still, worth a read, I think. I wanted to mention Buxom's poem A Word from your Neglige (this seemed like a survivor poem--wasn't that one of the themes to write from? Or was that one of the forum challenges?). I was interested in the use of repetends in this poem. Can anybody identify this crazy form? It's almost (but not quite) like several triolets.

Lawrobbur posted prolifically today. If you are a fan of that poet, you have plenty to read.

 

[butters]

bear with me. here goes:

Good evening, guys
Here're my reviews of some of today's new poems. There were a load published but these inspired me to comment



Pervert -HeddyKay
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452806

ok. it isn't perfect by a long chalk, but despite the trips and stammers this poem made me glad I continued to read it right the way through. It made me look at things from a different perspective - actually giving me an unexpected insight into an unfamiliar situation, and isn't a juvi cutting poem!


Compelling Desire by sweet_tits2
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452498

Callused hands trace rays of sunlight
across the slopes of velvet skin

this is how it starts. and those lines have a music about them that captured my ear and eye from the off. even while dealing with the familiar, there's a lightness of touch to the write, as we're led through it on a slipstream of sibilance, harder notes acting as counterpoint and building a sense of movement. It works, and works well, even if it has the word 'soul' in it. If I had one suggestion it might be to swap compelling for compulsive: I realise the meanings aren't 100% transferable, but they're close enough not to skew the entire meaning of the piece and, for me, the sounds of compulsive work as well as what is there already. Others might disagree with me there, but that's fine



Thinking of You by Canbe4fun
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452480

sort of cute and sweet rather than deeply erotic, this non-offensive little tribute to someone is arranged around rhyming couplets. It neither stirred nor excited me, because it feels more a personalised write and therefore excludes me as a reader, but I can imagine the person it was intended for would be very happy to find this in their inbox.



Pastiche - Senryu by Blushingsub3262
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452635

Creates what it sets out to, given its title. A pleasant picture. sticking strictly with the 5/7/5 syllable count allows for that initial 'the' to creep in as filler and, personally, I'd prefer the tense to be kept present for mingle rather than mingled because it lends immediacy but the author probably wants that sense of recall, a memory. Sound-wise, I really think that extra 'd' of mingled is superfluous, although the reps of the soft thud do make me think of slow heartbeats. A quiet little poem.



The pounding of flesh by thebeautiful
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452654

this has some unusual phrasing.



streets of gold by greenmountaineer
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452634

tight, evocative write by this writer who never fails to impress me. It summons up dark poverty and exploitation, with a creole flavour - smoky and smacking of voodoo. You can hear the oily slap of dark waves against the palings and the slap of flesh ... money changing hands even while the images created by these lines remain fresh;

They asked for their ancestors after dark
With photographs, flowers, and red bean rice.


Jumping the fence by vrosej10
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=452684

I found this interesting how the chosen form worked to bring this poem around full-circle though I feel some of passion's heat has been sacrificed in its name. Glad I read it, though, especially since it's not a form I've written in myself and it looks pretty tricky to get things just so. *nods*

 

[EroticOrogeny]

There are 10 new poems today, Thursday.

hmmnmm continues his Zig'n-n'Zag'n series with a couple more about poems, his poems being executed, with particular pain for a laobored over sonnet in Zig'n-n'Zag'n #14

in Could’ve; Should’ve oldlover40 regrets actions not taken, like many of us do; in his first poem on lit.

emma_tate first lit poem, Dreams are not Immortal offers regrets on a family which has had its share of problems from the perspective of an aging member.

Some of the other poems have their moments, too.

 

[lorencino]

A bright, sunny Friday to freeze your bones

New poems here

Cal Y. Pygia begins today's offerings with a motley collection of poems entitled Poems Bigger Than Your Head — Not his best but still worth a read.


Missed You by DearEmma is a little rough on my ear but worth a read for she shows the promise of a serious poet in the making and must be encouraged to continue.


UnderYourSpell continues her "Survivor" tour de force with Unseen Worth, a ghazel about parental emotional brutality and a young girls determination to amount to something. My personal taste moves me to think that I'd really love to see this poet's treatment of this subject without the seeming limitations of form poetry.


hmmnmm has two new poems today: jibber jabber and happy cat. You have to work to tease meaning from these poems but they have an uncanny ability to create images in your mind long before you actually understand the poems. This writer is one of a kind.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Saturday December 5th New Poems Recommendations

There are 14 New Poems today. Of these I enjoyed vrosej10's This is the End for its central metaphor but some of the images were confused for me. Nonetheless, worth a read. Cal Y. Pygia's Fire Balloons and Other Poems are evocative and, like his other poems, stir emotions in me. Often these emotions are not positive ones, as when reading Date Rape, but he consistently writes poems I find compelling, if sometimes offensive. Of these I really enjoyed Hard Wired, the last entry in the posting, for its macabre but vivid imagery.

Greenmountaineer writes of TS Elliot and poems as clowns in his Looking Down at my Clowns. I sort of wanted this to be expanded a bit more but I like the point he makes that with all our science, we still don't know the why. The subject matter of Hmmnmm's poem gray is really unusual and I am predisposed to like it despite egregious semicolon abuse (Hmmnmm, see me after school for the "semicolon is like a park bench" lecture . . . ) Likewise, Hussy shows real promise for this writer's growth. I love the central metaphor.

Also submitted were 5 lawrobbur poems for fans of that poet.

Hope everyone has a splendid week!

 

[butters]

new poems that I'd like to say something about today:

New poems


Sips by ellabee

this feels unfinished to me but even so there are lines, phrases within it enough to make me stop and think about what I'm reading. unusual moments to this.


Going Hard. by vrosej10©

what could I do but grin at this naughty little acrostic?
with a line in it like this, I'm sure you would too:

... chained to a refrigerator, dressed like a racoon and beaten with a bin lid?

see? not a line you come across every day and could never risk being termed cliché


Gardeners' Delight and Other Poems by Cal Y. Pygia©

the first of these is rich, evocative, crammed with imagery to stir the imagination
the others take me other places by a different route.
all are worth reading. all make me think.



In the Glade by oldlover40©

ok, while this doesn't move me much for its content, being a little too sweet for my personal tastes yet not sickly, it's a nice exercise in format: iambic tetrameter set over 3 lines per verse, 12
verses, with a slightly more complex than first meets the eye rhyme scheme - who can tell me what that form is called, please? The main thing is, oldlover appears to pull it off with ease and without it detracting from the poem's words. nicely achieved!

Watching the Nutcracker by greenmountaineer

this is so full of content and context it builds its own music into the write that (for me) is not musical to the ear in other regards. With references to (tell me if I get it wrong) the Motown days, with a MJ nod, obviously Martha and the Vandellas, Mama (Cass?) and Johnny Nash(?) there too, the mentions of hard drinking and street hoods/violence, it all works as a vivid contrast to the niceties of polite society watching a stage performance of The Nutcracker Suite. What an amazing idea to hold those up, one against the other - really brings home the differences.


Clothes by fridayam©

a small, contained piece, quiet in its approach. it's original to talk about the marks clothing leaves revealing something about the person: on the surface it makes me see beyond the images to the woman dressed in her work-clothes, and, at first, I was seeing a woman police officer or jail warden, particularly with the mention of 'unfettered limbs' - but then it allows the mind to wander on past that to other 'uniforms' that might leave their 'blueprint', with thoughts of fettered limbs, no sex because she was tired - it could apply to a sub or even a dom who wear costumes in their daily lives of bondage, cuffs, ropes while providing a sexual service for others. Whatever the writer's intent - and they could be writing this piece on two or even three levels - it remains a politely spoken observational piece that made me think. *thumbs up*


Six Sonnets - III. The Lover Waits by DearEmma©

Although this has the same sort of niggles the previous two owned, it also has the same strengths. DearEmma manages to make me feel for this odd character, coaxes some empathy from me - could it be that everyone loves a lover? This one is my favourite so far despite the trip-ups, having a wistful, almost plaintive note that ties in well with the late autumnal/wintery imagery and makes me think of vast and empty cold skies and the loneliness of the cry of an unseen single fowl seeking its lost life mate.


Clandestine by Brother_Cavil©

despite a couple of really good lines, I felt a bit let down by this to be honest. That opening line set me up to expect far more than it delivered It has its moments, and I've no problems with topic, but this seemed to swing from the heights of lines like Infinite are the pleasures of the flesh, and And pricks so full of fire! (reminding me a little of Paul Verlaine), to the pedestrian Than another man unzipping my trousers. Maybe this is quite deliberate on the part of the author but leaves me at odds with their poem


The Parliament of Birds by fridayam©

I had to bring some lines from this up, simply to illustrate the lovely use of language, sound, and imagery. the piece is alive with it. I've not seen this writer before but intend to look out for more from them! I'd like to think you guys would enjoy this loads - 'specially t'Englisher folks here 'eastwards to Essex' , the gospel oak and the snapshots of London Town lend this a great sense of familiarity for me.

Rooks and crows mark the migrations
and the cold first tinkerings
of their welcomed Winter.


cocooned in central heating, battened in duvets:


But the gospel oak is riven and the birds
chant requiems over the city


They fly eastwards to Essex,
old witch country, commutered now,



On the wing over Epping, circling
the storied Parliament of Birds,
they lobby coldly, exchanging iniquities.





Insect by fridayam©

I'd like to recommend this one by fridayam, too. sound and image pull this all together. An interesting, short piece.







poop, just burnt my garlic bread




well, that's me done for the day. hope something here inspires you to take a look at maybe leave the poets a comment

 

[EroticOrogeny]

There are several new poems today, Thursday, Dec 10

Paul C intoo many years too soon writes about appreciating the love he has now, and not being concerned with things coming to an end, possible soon.

fridayam has several poems today:
I Had a Dream notes the frustration of a lost dream and being in that mental twilight afterwards. I especially like the line 'dragging day behind'.
Flies, clearly he doesn't like these pests
The Unwaged War has some nice imagery, but is a bit cryptic.
Rust seems to be a lost/faded love lament with maritime imagery.

UnderYourSpell has 2 more Poetry Survivor poems:
Someday my Prince will come completes the bonus challenges for her (no one else will get that extra 12 points) with a nice preface about Christmas pantomimes.
Deidre's rug is classified as non-erotic (maybe the fluff?), but I found it erotic. Pantoum well worth reading.

DearEmma continues her sonnet series. As has been noted elsewhere, the meter doesn't work, but the words have impact.

seannelson writes A Poem About Boxes, which I find rather compelling. Early in reading I remembered folk song about ticky-tacky houses like boxes.

 

[PAUL C]

not quite right

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[PAUL C]

but you sre not wrong

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[lorencino]

One more Friday before Christmas

Eight new poems appeared this morning

Five new poems from sandyb

First of a two part series called "Big," big bang haikus, though not strictly haikus as we have learnt here recently, these two poems must be read and understood as a pair: the marriage of Einstein and Eros. The second part of the series is bid d and leaves me wondering if the robots at Literotica just made this into a series because both submissions begin with "big" or whether the author intended the link. At any rate "big d" does not grab me quite like the rest of sandyb's work. It may have something to do with extending the relativity of the haikus, but I don't really know.​

desolate places though it works as a clever little poem doesn't really tell me anything and would seem to have meaning only to the author. I'm left wondering what the author experienced in this places but for this reader, the lack of context left me wondering what is the point of submitting this.​

serpent dance is a tightly controlled, well crafted poem on the theme of this writer's intense and unusual sexuality that blends submissiveness and uncompromising demand with intelligent awareness.​

Last, my favorite from this writer today, is never, a poem which illustrates the maturing awareness of a woman who has accommodated her sexual desires, lived her fantasies, embraced life without restraint, been to the mountain, peered over the edge of the earth at the wonders of the universe, and still knows hunger for the unknown.​

Number five of six from DearEmma

Six Sonnets - V. The Lover Dreams has the same problem in it's rhythm as the previous submissions in this series, but I can't help feeling involved in this unfolding saga of love. DearEmma has something and I truly hope she keeps writing poetry.
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One, in four verses, from Cal Y. Pygia

On the shifting gender identity theme that appears in much of this writers work, Larval Water, nevertheless, provides an intelligently crafted, fresh view with new tensions between two people who seem to have become out of phase in the shape-shifting.​

And those are my subjective reactions to the poems that I liked from today's pick.

 

[butters]

May I just say I recommend anything from the pens of fridayam and seannelson?

neither disappoint me. every time I read their work it speaks to me.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Recommendations for Saturday, December 12

Many interesting reads this Saturday including seannelson's On Chronic Pain in which the poet discusses this challenge and what force lends strength. fridayam has some engaging images in Our Lady of Walsingham--
and I huddled in my clothes, caught beneath the weather-edge. Top all of this poignancy off with fridayam's I said to my heart, and you may need a tissue.

vrosej's Ins and Outted is grin inducing as is aljk biker's 12 Naughty Days This may become my new shower song.

Anyway those are my picks. Hope you all had a great weekend.

 

[butters]

not too many new poems today, but there are some quality offerings amongst them to make the reader think, look again, and - sometimes - nod their recognition of a viewpoint or 'voice'.


Blessed Are The Poor in Miami Beach by greenmountaineer

how much this poem relates to the 'thorazine shuffle' as a side-effect of meds, and how much relates to a kind of institutionalized mind-set - an acceptance of a certain way of life - is something that rolls about in my thoughts when I read this work by greenmountaineer. he makes some valid point about the wives not wanting to believe their husbands capable of the level of deceit they practice, and I like the biblical allusions with the washing of feet with its links to prostitution via the association with Mary Magdelene, and the use of the name Luke in there too - Luke being no angel or otherwise holy figure with his penchant for "busboys fresh in the men's room". The four-beat/three lines per verse arrangement works well enough, each verse containing just what he wants us to be focusing on. There's more to this than meets the eye. As usual

Ah, one question: is Luke sick of South Florida due to any meds he might be taking? for some, one of the side-effects of thorazine is an intolerance to sunlight; South Florida must get one hell of a lot of sunlight. Might explain why Lizzie's working nights, too.




Crave by DearEmma

with such a strong first line drawing the reader in, I'm sure I'm not alone in being led line by line through this introspective work. Dear Emma does manage to 'conjure' a 'palpable' mood here.

Queen of the Seas by AzPilot

Okay, while not my cup of tea, the attention to rhyme-scheme and some of the visuals are worth a mention here, and when combined with subject matter this may please others more than me. I do feel that maybe something's been sacrificed along the way in order to achieve those end-rhymes and the reps of the end pair of lines each verse began to irritate me, but perhaps this adds to the sea-shanty feel to it that has its own appeal.



Never Outgrown
by Citadel©

I'm really not too sure what to make of this poem by Citadel: a lot of it makes me turn aside - cliché, awkward patterning, poor word-choice in places. Perhaps it's because I'm feeling it has something worthwhile to say that I'm leaving it up here. Others might well get more out of it than me and it leaves my mind turning over stones, thinking. And a poem that makes me think has merits above and beyond anything I manage to find to crit in a negative fashion.

Breath is a grace
by Citadel©

Now with this one by Citadel, I find myself bridling a little at its message, its preachy tone that emerges in the second verse. The first is all sweetness, light, grace - the following is more Old Testament fire and brimstone. Brought up with all that, it manages to irk me more. Perhaps I'm a little over-sensitized to the pulpit approach which, when all's said and done, might be purely the voice of the poem and not a true reflection of the writer's personal beliefs.



From Lowlife to Highgate
by fridayam©

such an English poem, this, with its familiar names and recognition of the kind of cold wet London evenings mentioned here. I especially liked the image of the brown hill of boredom; all of us will surely empathise with that feeling, and when its slippery sides are topped by that dull calvary I almost hear the groans of those people whose thoughts he's tapped into since they run parallel with his own in this poem. A hill of clay on a wet day is about as slippery as you get. But is there some other, more obscure link here? I seem to remember some tale about Jesus and England ... . It escapes me. The visuals of the blasted Heath, and those Shakespearian connotations, overlap a place in Bethnal Green known by that name - a park heading out eastwards and on the way as the crow flies to Gravesend, along the Thames' estuary. However, in this instance fridayam has to mean Hampstead Heath with its notoriety and known wealth, an ancient heathland that leads up to one of the highest points in London and abutted by a stately home and with views out over London and beyond. This fits in sweetly with the rich keeping fit for Armageddon. So many biblical references by poets. Maybe it's a happy coincidence that these overlap.

In verse 2, I was puzzled at first by the mention of April and then the quotation, till I remembered the fiscal year and discovered that from the view south from the top of that hill takes in Parliament Hill.

Now, this part leaves me lost; I'm feeling it but missing the references. I would love to know what's behind these lines:

Alight with hope I’m often found:
but Jack O’Lantern’s skills abound.
The night’s a hearth,
the Moon it’s fire, and we,
poor feral creatures,
merely kindling.

Pumpkins and Hallowe'en, the carving out of ... hope?

I have to ask if that's a typo there, 'the Moon it's fire' just to be pedantic, but it works well exactly as it is but this one did seem to slip through: 'with all it’s ancient imprecations', and is that a surplus comma in the final verse, end first line?

I'm sure there's even more to this than I've managed to ferret out, and so caught up was I in the underlying meanings of the imagery and allusions that I didn't get as far as thinking about layout, rhythm or rhyme. A dense write. The final lines leave me feeling the poet's also deep in thought, brought about by that English sensibility.



Trial By Fire and Other Poems
by Cal Y. Pygia©

Of these, the last makes me notice it most with its adroit word-play and defiant voice. Cal Y Pygia manages to use plain language, some might term it base, and yet still manage to make poetry with it. There are others out there who can't manage this. It doesn't come across as porn for porn's sake to me, but rather as its own truth. Maybe this is what makes this writer's poems work for me - they feel true. And this member still writes in a fashion that reminds me of Verlaine's blue verse while remaining independent of it. Perhaps it is content alone that creates that particular link in my mind.