Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Poetry Thursday- Sex


This week seemed to really stump me because I was a tad uncomfortable. I'm no prude, but doing it and writing it in poetry form, were two different things. I was actually embarrassed and for people who know me, that would make them laugh. I think it's because most of the people who might read it don't know me. I wrote one anyway and stepped out of my safe place. I even used shape poetry for the first time, showing a climax without having to really spell it out. LOL

MARRIED SEX

Married
day to day routine
speaking with our eyes
never knowing quite when
a simple brush of bended knee
knowing touches, fanning flames
the dance begins, keeping in rhythm
soaring together like wings on a dove
holding still, not wanting an ending
breathing slows, butterfly kisses
look of contentment reflected
nothing needs to be said
time to end the day
happily


I did not intend this to look like a breast...oh dear! LOL To read much better poets go here

27 comments:

pepektheassassin said...

LOL indeed! But you outdid yourself! No need to be embarrassed, you did good.

bella said...

LoL, I didn't even notice that until you said it.
This is a beautiful poem. I love how in a marriage, you fall into a rythm, you know each other's 'signs' and you can read each other's feelings. You captured so much in this poem. Beautiful.

betty said...

a truly classy lady you are; you took a delicated subject and wrote a beautiful poem about it. Very nicely written

betty

Deb R said...

I'm impressed that you managed to incorporate shape to evoke a feeling in Blogger, since they are notorious for messing up formatting! (Very frustrating when you're trying to write something where the structure and look of the finished poem is important to the feeling!)

I like how your poem turned out.

Star said...

Good for you, Tammy! You wrote a wonderful, tender poem. I appreciate the effort you made to shape the poem to avoid the need for graphic description; it was sensitive but effective.

I, on the other hand, am electing to be silent this week. I have read many of the posts and admire that others are able to share this important part of a relationship. I'm not a prude; I just don't choose to share this part of myself with the world. I want to keep it just for me and my husband.

I look forward to joining in again next week.

Yolanda said...

Thank for visiting my blog and leaving a comment. My poetry thursday poem is similar to yours. LOL.

k said...

Love the shape, and the poem is very tender. It is so different, the married sex.

bb said...

you've got to love a breast shape poem that starts on 'married' and ends on 'happily' ;-)
well done!

ckays1967 said...

this is wonderful!!

Susannah said...

T, this poem works so gorgeously alongside your Tuesday portraits - so tender and gentle. i'm glad you stepped out of your safe space for a moment - the result is one worth sharing :-) x

jim said...

Tammy, what a gift, receiving and bequeathing, and as Susannah said, the companioning of the images below is truly reverent in the revelation. Wow.

Turquoise CRO said...

lol Phew! Tammy! You did the breast stroke without the water! I LOVE how your poem turned out, so tender and sweet just like YOU! xo ps. the shape of it just made it that much sweeter!

Ceebie said...

Masterfully done! To evoke such tenderness and still maintain the shape...

Colorsonmymind said...

This is a fine poem-I am impressed you even managed to write it to look like a breast.

Divine!

Living Part Deux said...

This poem is a soft breath of shared adoration. Your honest expression is lovely, simply lovely. And the imagery is perfect.

Amber said...

Ha! That is so funny that it looks like a boob! And it is a good, what? C cup?? LOL

but it's still a good poem. yep.

:)

Madeleine said...

miss unobservant here would never have noticed the boob shaped poem....how funny...
see you have sexual images pouring out of you now, Tammy.
you should step out of your comfort zone more often....this was great!!

tara dawn said...

Oh sweet Tammy...this poem is really great...the words capture the intimacy, each moment of in the process of making love. Good for you...stepping outside the "comfort zone".
I must admit...you have me giggling a bit...not the poem at all, just you...because I know you, and your embarrassment is too cute:)
I miss you and love you to pieces,
TD
PS - The previous photos of you and Dave are incredible...you two are truly the portrait of love...such an inspiration to me!

paris parfait said...

Love your poem, Tammy! Beautiful expression of love.

Sarah e.Smith said...

This is a beautiful poem and I noticed teh breast shape too...i had wondered it you had done that intentionally...but it does work with the piece :)

~ Lori said...

I agree - it works with the subject matter. This is beautiful (just like you) and nothing to be ashamed of. You're a wonderful writer and I love visiting you. We're always lucky to have something you've shared just waiting for us to read. I'm so glad you're better at keeping up with yours than I am with mine! lol. Thank you. Hugs, ~ Lori

Tabor said...

I am always amazed at how easily this talent seems for you. You really have the muse sitting on your shoulder these days!

DEREK said...

you always do a wonderful job on all your challenges, this was expressed beautifully.

rachel said...

That's lovely Tammy, and the breast is good too, if you put a dot after the word dove, the picture would be complete

Chris said...

I have to say that is the breast poem I have read all day.....lol.

Chris
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Bedazzzled1 said...

Sex is intimate, yes. It is private~usually. (Sorrrrry, but I am a bit of an exhibitionist!) But it is something we all enjoy (well, most of us), and I do believe I would much rather read poetry and writings about sex than some of the other topics that make me wince.

You might have stepped outside of your comfort zone, but you stepped into a world of intimacy you were able to share with us. And you did it magnificently.

Love~
Nikki

liz elayne said...

i love the intimacy this poem describes and captures. yes.

and i am trying not to laugh out loud about the breast comment since my husband is sleeping next to me (yes, let it be known, i blog in bed).