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flyguy69

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CharleyH proposes a new form: exotica. :cool:

"Exotic" will mean different things to different people, but it certainly means going somewhere unfamiliar. Here is my attempt to at a poem that I would not ordinarily write, but tries to capture an exotic vision.

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Exotica

Drums, rumbling
RUMBLErumblerumbleRUMBLE
feet and feet and feet
step step in time in rhythm
heels heels
quick quick quick
like hearts like legs that
scissor and switch and
strobe light firelight
flick flick flicker
and shift like smoke
that curls long lean fingers around
.......................around
............around
around and through like hair, long
l o n g
and thick like smoke
rumbling
like drums: the thunder
the lightning: the light
in eyes that glimmer
like bells
bells in eyes catch light
in rings that grow
wide like eyes
like bells
ringing behind veils
of lashes, flickering
lashes fanning flames
and smoke
lean and clean with
prairie sage sent
like sticks

.........sticks.........prick
sharp......... that

my nose, sharp scent
that stings and tears in my eyes
catch light
and glimmer
like fire, flowing
like rhythm
like rumbling
like drums
rumbling.

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Wow, Fly! Thays pretty neato! I sure would like to hear that one! Good job.
 
i ask
what she's wearing
that smells like a temple
like an offering
with her leg bent and
nylon thigh
screaming
in my head
she reclines unaware that she has
a miasma of incense
that awakens
the snake
at the base of my spine and i feel
his tongue
flick
and
i wonder
about
sacrifice
 
does this kind of slip in with the 'exotica' stream?




Sweet frangipani fragrance
floats on humid air,
as she walks barefoot
along the shell path
through a tropical forest
to the edge of land.
Soft blue waves lap white sand
as she walks into the shallow sea,
feet flicking up a rainbow spray
that lands on her tanned back.
A pebble sinking into the water,
she holds breath and glides deep,
watching coral fish dart in the warmth.
Later, the sun dries her body
as she rests
and dreams.
 
wildsweetone said:
does this kind of slip in with the 'exotica' stream?




Sweet frangipani fragrance
floats on humid air,
as she walks barefoot
along the shell path
through a tropical forest
to the edge of land.
Soft blue waves lap white sand
as she walks into the shallow sea,
feet flicking up a rainbow spray
that lands on her tanned back.
A pebble sinking into the water,
she holds breath and glides deep,
watching coral fish dart in the warmth.
Later, the sun dries her body
as she rests
and dreams.
If it feels exotic to you, it's exotica. The important thing is that it feel foreign-- break some of your rules, try something squishy.
 
flyguy69 said:
"Exotic" will mean different things to different people, but it certainly means going somewhere unfamiliar


"EXOTICA" is a very interesting term...

i've been trying to remember the last time i actually let a poem go somewhere unfamiliar, intentionally let structure and rule breakdown, things i usually follow without thinking twice.

that's probably a good thing to do more often, let your habits break away and just type without worrying....so you don't become a statue, or a continuous mirror image.

i have to find one.... :cool: ....or do it.
 
I don't know what is "unfamiliar" - I have no particular style or theme. Where should I go to feel unfamiliar? Shake me up.
 
well, i haven't a clue what is different to my norm. i'm going to sit and watch some more and see if i can figure it out.

Patrick, now i can clearly see that yours is a different style to what i've seen before, and the same with Fly's.

maybe style is the key *thinking*
 
Tristesse said:
I don't know what is "unfamiliar" - I have no particular style or theme. Where should I go to feel unfamiliar? Shake me up.
You do have a style, Ms. Tesse, though it is often hardest to see our own.

What are the elements of style? Word choice. Enjambment. Grammar. Allegory, etc. If you look at your poetry you will find thematic consistencies that define your style. For instance, your word choices are always in the dictionary. Some poets make up words that phonetically fit the flow or meaning of the poem. If you were to use made-up words, you would be stepping onto foreign ground.

Just an example.
 
Clean Sheets wants your Exotica

Exotica Submission Call


What We Want

Exotica: things excitingly different or unusual; esp: literary or artistic items
Dazzle us. Give us something we've never heard or seen before. Short scenes, personal essays, one-act erotica, creative non-fiction, single photos -- anything that doesn't fit into our normal sections. Unique, interesting, sexy, fun -- these are the key words. Great writing is always helpful too. Keep it anywhere from 300 - 2000 words. We'll showcase your work for four weeks, and provide bio and links.

Email submissions to: "exoticasub at cleansheets.com" (replace " at " with "@" and no spaces).
 
BooMerengue said:
Wow, Fly! Thays pretty neato! I sure would like to hear that one! Good job.

I concur!

(Does he do audio things?) I see a mix of different influences that are familiar and yet with your unique stamp, Fly.

I love salon's btw, as long as they are French. :devil:
 
annaswirls said:
Exotica Submission Call


What We Want

Exotica: things excitingly different or unusual; esp: literary or artistic items
Dazzle us. Give us something we've never heard or seen before. Short scenes, personal essays, one-act erotica, creative non-fiction, single photos -- anything that doesn't fit into our normal sections. Unique, interesting, sexy, fun -- these are the key words. Great writing is always helpful too. Keep it anywhere from 300 - 2000 words. We'll showcase your work for four weeks, and provide bio and links.

Email submissions to: "exoticasub at cleansheets.com" (replace " at " with "@" and no spaces).


Well, I have always quoted that 'nothing is created ex nihilo' and a hundred of us have the same idea at the same time. :D But, yeah, this'd be on my seeking avant garde mind. :D
 
Tathagata said:
i ask
what she's wearing
that smells like a temple
like an offering
with her leg bent and
nylon thigh
screaming
in my head
she reclines unaware that she has
a miasma of incense
that awakens
the snake
at the base of my spine and i feel
his tongue
flick
and
i wonder
about
sacrifice


SSSIZZZ ....LLLe!
 
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