The Flesh of Vowels (II)
The Flesh of Vowels
I lie along you, mouth full
of words, knock-knotted until
unlocked–your gift
to the stiff limbs
of K, the pulled back
of R, the cracked angles
of N, M, W–
You sound an opening
they fold around,
spread a filling
they sandwich, warmth
they coverlet;
soon, my beginnings shell
your skin;
my endings well about
the you within,
my own cover releasing creases, leasing
a promised perimeter.
You answer, I love you too.
It is sometimes rather a soppy
filling, almost, but not,
too sweet.
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Another draft poem based on my own playing-around prompt the line “the flesh of vowels.” The first rather silly one (written with this one) posted last week. LInking it to Real Toads Open Platform. The photo, such as it is, is mine. All rights reserved.
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September 17, 2015 at 5:55 am
Nice. I’d like to hear this, tried reading it aloud.
September 17, 2015 at 6:07 am
Thank you, Marian! k.
On Thu, Sep 17, 2015 at 6:55 AM, ManicDDaily wrote:
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September 17, 2015 at 7:13 am
Ha. Nice double play on K, considering your name.
There is quite a bit of intimacy implied in this, to me.
And its healing power.
September 17, 2015 at 7:17 am
Ha. Yes. I was going to just use K R and N. But thought that was a little over the top. Hope all well with you! k.
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September 17, 2015 at 7:28 am
Very warm and sensual, with an adept echoing of sounds which seem that way too–you inhabit the letters, and give them pain and pleasure, and personalities–I especially love the metaphors(and the sound) of the second and third stanzas.
September 17, 2015 at 7:31 am
I like this, especially the end. That filling almost too sweet, maybe we are to afraid sometimes affirming that in simple words.
September 17, 2015 at 7:46 am
I love where that phrase took you. The word pairings like spread a filling they sandwich is delicious. The poem has a “looking through mist” feel but the emotion behind it is powerful.
September 17, 2015 at 9:15 am
soon, my beginnings shell
your skin;
my endings well about
the you within…
You employ a language which can only by understood by the heart. I think this is astoundingly good poetry.
September 18, 2015 at 12:33 pm
Thank you so much, Kerry. k.
September 17, 2015 at 5:06 pm
I might have mentioned this before so forgive me if I have, but it’s not just the beauty of your poems that brings me here but the quality of the titles, too. Thanks. 🙂
Greetings from London.
September 18, 2015 at 12:29 pm
Thank you so much, Cubano! Titles are difficult for me, in fact, but I’m glad that you like them. k.
September 18, 2015 at 10:38 pm
K, I think this is my favorite~ There is an intimacy traced and outlined-such a great way to echo one’s thoughts~ I have to read it again-love this one~