Monday, April 25, 2011

The Birth (For Poetry Pot Luck: Muse, Art, Music, and Poetry)


                              Painting by  Leonid Afremov  http://www.afremov.com/



Crying between rhythmic thighs
Stroked legato, gently
Uninterrupted, long and smooth
Then quickly, sharp, staccato
Pleasurable whines, whimpers
Strung tight, perfect fifths

Passionate fingertips caress neck, glissando
Rising, falling, seamless
Air flows, in and out, of F-holes
Her bow, a perfect touch, taut
Orgasmic vibratos
They’re one.

Muses celebrate in multi-colored frenzies
Symphonic life, birthed
Forcing art forefront
From muse's womb
Creation’s water breaks
One last push
Angelic face free
Umbilical leash cut
A slap
Fortissimo

Life born













9 comments:

liv2write2day said...

Oh, this is brilliant. So glad to discover your blog and hoping to spend more time here tomorrow...it's getting late. Victoria

teric said...

Beautiful way to describe the miracle of life.

teric said...

Oh, and love that gorgeous tree in your header!

Kim Nelson said...

Absolute brilliance. The metaphoric theme is superb. You have captured intensity throughout.

Kiera O'Brien said...

I just love metaphors that seem to chase each other back and forth through the length of the poem. You did a fantastic job with this!

Steve Isaak said...

Excellent.

Jingle Poetry said...

you bloe me away with the art/poetry style.

A++

Jingle Poetry said...

blow me away (oops),

I forgot to eat my breakfast today...

loved your entry, superb talent.

paulatohlinecalhoun1951 said...

Life is music, and music life. Thanks for this stirring poem. Well done!

I'm Just a Man (Recording Experiment ... I can't sing)

I am in the mood to change my tree to a cubic version.