The Immaculate Orgasm

“Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe?”
– Stephen Hawking

Introduction: Throughout your life you have been educated in both Creationism, Evolution, the Big Bang. It is time you were given the true origin of the universe.

The Immaculate Orgasm

In the darkness of the void

There is only she

The goddess

She generates-first moisture

As her curious tongue

Whets full lips

With the searching

Teasing, frenzied

Explorations of her body

She generates

First heat

Molten waves

Primal, copious, forceful, fertile

Courses through her

Gaia

Oh Great Earth Mother

Ravishing, clawing digits prod

Breaking through the surface

Probing deeper

Stimulating the core

Compressing volatile matter

Moist lips – tremble

Pounding pelvic thrusts

Pulse quickens

Heavy spasmodic gasps for air

Guttural screams

The silence – broken

Muscles heave – ejaculating matter

Propelling it across the darkness

… And there is light

Bisous,

Léa

Artifacts

“If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you’d best teach it to dance.”
– George Bernard Shaw

“There is something about a closet that makes a skeleton terribly restless.”
– Wilson Mizner

“Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before.”
– Audre Lorde

Artifacts

A poet

Talks of

Old notebooks

Journals

Filled with

The bones

She hardly

Recognizes

Cadavers of

Her hearts

Pouring

Of the past

Yes it is

Her writing

But she cannot

Get back inside

The feelings

Dialogue

Did he have

A middle name

Now blended

With the dust

Unrecognizable

Do I avoid

Old journals

Because they are

Passé

Or because

I know

My skeletons

Have tongues

Bisous,

Léa

Operative Definition

“Ink runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry.”

– Mark Strand

“Poetry is what gets lost in translation.”  – Robert Frost

“Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.”

– W.B. Yeats

Operative Definition:

The poet is a cannibal

She must gnaw all the meat from the bones

Then suck up the marrow

 

Bisous,

Léa

 

Pied fâchés

Instead of the usual quotes, today’s blog is to give a nod to the delightfully creative woman, Sandy Ackers. This is the second poem I have posted that came directly from one of her creative inspirations. You don’t need to have writer’s block to benefit from her “creative bursts”. Just accept the challenge and enjoy the ride. You can find Sandy at Strangling My Muse or http://stranglingmymuse.wordpress.com  Come play in the sandbox!

Pied fâchés

Once again

Came the argument

First there were

The whimpering

Complaints

But as always

They grew louder

You hate that

I have imprisoned

You

In those heavy boots

Thick socks

As we walk

The beautiful hills

That surrounds us

You don’t believe

I do it to protect you

From all the stones

And other detritus

You beg and plead

For sandals

Or total exposure

As always

I make sweet promises

To coax you onward

Afternoon

Having your way with

warm sand

seductively massaging

Prelude to full pardon

Revival at

Sea

Bisous,

Léa

self-help

“Anxiety is part of creativity, the need to get something out, the need to be rid of something or to get in touch with something within.”
– David Duchovny

“Creativity is just connecting things. When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn’t really do it, they just saw something. It seemed obvious to them after a while. That’s because they were able to connect experiences they’ve had and synthesize new things.” – Steve Jobs

self-help

writing like painting

the machine at the boardwalk

pulling taffy

no matter the toughness

of the material

all is brought to the surface

to be examined

in the light

if I pause

stand back

reflect on my work

my interest is vested

before rendering

judgment

Bisous,

Léa