The "Naked Lunch" STC

darkmaas

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Greetings all. Seems that it’s been awhile since we had a “Same Title Challenge”.

(In my recent absence, this has been contracted to STC. I am of two minds as to whether this is a good thing. STC sounds like some new disease, but on the other hand I type slowly and any reduction in keystrokes is welcome.)

Earlier this year I posted a poem by Kanai Mieko in the Poem-a-thon thread.

A poet, (she knows who she is) rudely claimed to be concerned about my obvious obsession with sex and food. She reminded me of Tampopo Noodle, a poem I had submitted on a similar theme. Poor Tampopo seems to be the least loved of my slender poetic output (based on voting). I wondered if I had crossed some hidden line between good and bad taste.

Such matters prey on my psyche, and so yesterday I looked at “Tampopo” anew and found to my joy that it is not a very good poem. Bad poetry is more easily forgivable than bad taste.

So, in an effort to improve my writing at least, allow me to propose an STC dedicated to food and the erotic.

The title will be:

“Naked ____”

with the blank being a food item. (Vegans are strongly advised to avoid meat items since mixing poetry and animal byproducts is best left to those with barbeque tongs in their hands).

This is an erotic challenge but the definition of what constitutes erotic may be stretched mercilessly. (I am thinking of the late Frank Zappa and “Call any vegetable/ Duke of Prunes” or the immortal “Suzy Creamcheese”.)

Submit your poems to Lit on Thursday June 17th so that they will be posted on Friday the 18th, which my calendar tells me is the first day of the Red River Exhibition in Winnipeg.

I, (and my able and florabundant assistants), will be happy to assist in the reviewing.


In the meantime, a lively discussion of food and its place in the erotic is welcomed. Or if that is too constraining, feel free to hijack this thread and discuss whatever tickles one’s fancy. Eve’s tiny perfect … er … hats perhaps?
 
Interesting.

Naked Hotdog
Naked Flounder
Naked Corn on the Cob

Endless possibilities.


Please, no one mention the frivilous topic of my hat. The hat is gone.

Now, let's bare ourselves and begin the smearing of sauerkraut and poetry.
 
WickedEve said:
Interesting.

Naked Hotdog
Naked Flounder
Naked Corn on the Cob

Endless possibilities.


Please, no one mention the frivilous topic of my hat. The hat is gone.

Now, let's bare ourselves and begin the smearing of sauerkraut and poetry.

So I guess the off-topic mention of Naked Head is right out then, eh?

;)
 
Kundalinguini said:
So I guess the off-topic mention of Naked Head is right out then, eh?

;)
“Naked ____”

with the blank being a food item.


So, naked head of lettuce will work.

I'm thinking of going with Naked Sushi.
 
WickedEve said:
“Naked ____”

with the blank being a food item.

I'm thinking of going with Naked Sushi.

Ooo... my favorite kind. Will there be pictures? Because, after all, the true experience of sushi depends so much on its presentation. ;)
 
darkmaas said:
Greetings all. Seems that it’s been awhile since we had a “Same Title Challenge”.

(In my recent absence, this has been contracted to STC. I am of two minds as to whether this is a good thing. STC sounds like some new disease, but on the other hand I type slowly and any reduction in keystrokes is welcome.)

Earlier this year I posted a poem by Kanai Mieko in the Poem-a-thon thread.

A poet, (she knows who she is) rudely claimed to be concerned about my obvious obsession with sex and food. She reminded me of Tampopo Noodle, a poem I had submitted on a similar theme. Poor Tampopo seems to be the least loved of my slender poetic output (based on voting). I wondered if I had crossed some hidden line between good and bad taste.

Such matters prey on my psyche, and so yesterday I looked at “Tampopo” anew and found to my joy that it is not a very good poem. Bad poetry is more easily forgivable than bad taste.

So, in an effort to improve my writing at least, allow me to propose an STC dedicated to food and the erotic.

The title will be:

“Naked ____”

with the blank being a food item. (Vegans are strongly advised to avoid meat items since mixing poetry and animal byproducts is best left to those with barbeque tongs in their hands).

This is an erotic challenge but the definition of what constitutes erotic may be stretched mercilessly. (I am thinking of the late Frank Zappa and “Call any vegetable/ Duke of Prunes” or the immortal “Suzy Creamcheese”.)

Submit your poems to Lit on Thursday June 17th so that they will be posted on Friday the 18th, which my calendar tells me is the first day of the Red River Exhibition in Winnipeg.

I, (and my able and florabundant assistants), will be happy to assist in the reviewing.


In the meantime, a lively discussion of food and its place in the erotic is welcomed. Or if that is too constraining, feel free to hijack this thread and discuss whatever tickles one’s fancy. Eve’s tiny perfect … er … hats perhaps?

all i said was i thought the scene from the film was gross, lol.

:D
 
Naked

Naked cucumbers usually work well, but I may expand my repertoire. I enjoy everything naked!

Count me in.

Syn :kiss:
 
darkmaas said:
Submit your poems to Lit on Thursday June 17th so that they will be posted on Friday the 18th, which my calendar tells me is the first day of the Red River Exhibition in Winnipeg.

I, (and my able and florabundant assistants), will be happy to assist in the reviewing.
A bunch of naked poems? On my watch!? Back off, buddy! Mine! :D


Ok now... off to think of things naked...


#L
 
Liar said:
A bunch of naked poems? On my watch!? Back off, buddy! Mine!

Excellent. I couldn't have chosen a better reviewer, lol.

Alrighty Literoticans! Get off those saggy, garret grey buttocks and make Liar's job worthwhile. No excuses! No regrets.
 
Musing

Actually, those of you who have given this challenge any thought, may have realized, as I did, that once the first blush of rhyming sex with vegetables has abated, it’s a difficult metaphor to work with while still maintaining a semblance of … er … poetic aesthetics.

One solution of course is to abandon such niceties. Those of you who know me will (of course) expect darkmaas to tread indelicately through the garden of poetic bliss. However, I must confess that my muse has gone silent.

So in the interests of making Liar a happy reviewer, perhaps between now and then, poets with a more encyclopedic knowledge of the art, might like to post examples of attempts to wrestle with the topic at hand (as it were).
 
Naked nibbling sound delish! I'll give it some thought - chew on it a bit.
 
Re: Tristesse said:

darkmaas said:
I read somewhere that mastication causes hair to grow on one's palms.

I think that must have been Reader's Digest.

:D
 
I think I want to try to write one. Do I sign up somewhere?



For inspiration, go and read tarablackwood22's fantastic vanilla weary

Here is a foody excerpt:

with him
it’s quick and done
like breakfast.

but you know
hunger.

you prepare slow
cook on low heat
coat me with your liquids,
buttered
for the skillet.

basting greases
fire
rust my metals,
unhinge me.

and you don’t do it
by the book.
your feast leaves
stains.
 
The_Fool said:
For a DM thread, "Naked Scotch" comes to mind...:D


...or "what does he wear under his kilt?"


Oh, wait! Thats Scots not Scotch - right.
 
blame OT for this.........

I’m trying not to be rood
When eating my chow in the nood
but everything has to be chood
every single bite of the food
it may appear rather lood
chewing my food in the nood
but it actually feels rather good.
you would too if you cood.
So come join the nood sisterhood
And let it be understood
Nood chooing food is good!
 
Re: blame OT for this.........

Tristesse said:
I’m trying not to be rood
When eating my chow in the nood
but everything has to be chood
every single bite of the food
it may appear rather lood
chewing my food in the nood
but it actually feels rather good.
you would too if you cood.
So come join the nood sisterhood
And let it be understood
Nood chooing food is good!

:D
 
Re: blame OT for this.........

Tristesse said:
I’m trying not to be rood
When eating my chow in the nood
but everything has to be chood
every single bite of the food
it may appear rather lood
chewing my food in the nood
but it actually feels rather good.
you would too if you cood.
So come join the nood sisterhood
And let it be understood
Nood chooing food is good!



being a man
(made mostly of wood)
I slightly object to your "sisterhood" :p

(I'd call you a sick puppy, but probably shouldn't say sick
whilst you're eating :eek:
 
Naked Scotch

Fool said:
For a DM thread, "Naked Scotch" comes to mind...

Well my kilty Fool!

How else would you have your scotch? The moment you try to dress it, it just tastes plaid.

But if you are poring, make mine a double. I realize its early but I'm told its almost tomorrow in Singapore.
 
Randi Grail said:
For inspiration, go and read tarablackwood22's fantastic vanilla weary

I can only say that if you've only read this poem once, go back for second helpings!
 
Naked Rain

Naked rain
steams clarity water
rivulets run in draughts
to the moveable feast
of you lush in thatch
and fleshy ripe
naked rain streams
showers of slick swirling us
I am you said I am
for you yes
I am lost yes for you

in currents of ocean
taken to the depths
of naked unabashed open
like seas like falling rain
clear wet torturous soothing
naked eyes limbs souls
fallen in one drop on you
on skin


[not submitting it so figured i'd just post it here] :)
 
Re: Naked Rain

Angeline said:
Naked rain
steams clarity water
rivulets run in draughts
to the moveable feast
of you lush in thatch
and fleshy ripe
naked rain streams
showers of slick swirling us
I am you said I am
for you yes
I am lost yes for you

in currents of ocean
taken to the depths
of naked unabashed open
like seas like falling rain
clear wet torturous soothing
naked eyes limbs souls
fallen in one drop on you
on skin


[not submitting it so figured i'd just post it here] :)


Good to see you and your words ange
:rose: :heart: :kiss:
 
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