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Woman? Are you Satisfied?
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Woman? Are you Satisfied? |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Belly beast and butts-a-lust lawd, that was at Anthony's swaying underneath the thrust of notes that we could grab and swing them, as psychic surgery directly into chest we'd pound sweating rhythms and the sound was tight and sweet and I felt the need of frown grinding into my rearend intimate and floodlights grin laughing my predicament wondering if he was spent when the song bass drummed an end "woman are you satisfied" I heard a whisper "want a drink?" I nodded in hypnotic sway my life it coulda stopped that way-- with a stranger's hand across my mid-riff -- one finger wet dredging life on my dead skin like the barges pumping silt from the bottoms of relent rivers, lovers, fat and slack sliding on the barstool, black I blared my drunken ruthlessness and my faceless dancer dared to put his finger in my face dripping with my sweat to taste: I suckled him like that. He whispered: "I'll be back..." he kissed my neck the way that makes me... that way I get when I am stoned-- I tried to read the epitaphs carved into the curvature of the elbows leaning verse and cursed the wooden scroll of words: "Woman, Are You Satisfied?" and I nevah lied to drunks: "No--I don't believe I am." I replied to no one there and Paula and the Pontiacs made me dance again. And that is what I want to do right now... and play the movie in reverse so I could order oysters, too. Since neither was the truth and youth, is my woman's best and worst - blues are just the curse of me: A woman lovin' New Orleans mocking herself and the lies of the prophecies and tides never, ever, satisfied and yet so close to burst... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
A woman lovin' New Orleans mocking herself and the lies of the prophecies and tides never, ever, satisfied and yet so close to burst... you are a real treat to read... Happy New Year..may your days ahead be kinder love and hugs M |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
blues are just the curse of me... ~*~ Brava! Happy First, serenity! |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
and Paula and the Pontiacs made me dance again. And that is what I want to do right now... Then ... dance sistah !! This time with a different purpose .... to stomp out the funeral flames ..... and double tap in the New Year! Oh, by the way .. I love this and you and I am keepin' this and treasuring you!  |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
my life it coulda stopped that way-- so many times . . . I do believe it is a good day, a lazy day, for Kind of Blue or Bitches Brew Birth of the Cool? Miles Ahead and then he smiles Essential licks and Milestones in a Silent Way 'Round About Midnight Walkin Jack Johnson an Aura of the Best . . . *smile* |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Now that one I really liked and got it! We are definitely going to do damage I tell you! I love the internal rhyme in this one K, and especially loved this one line.... He whispered: "I'll be back..." he kissed my neck the way that makes me... that Wish you had left it right there! LOL I had my own ending. Beans, cabbage, wine, and blues suit you lady blue. Now...I am off to a polarbear swim, and it's cold and raining! Will send pictures. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
swaying underneath the thrust of notes that we could grab and swing them, as psychic surgery directly into chest we'd pound sweating rhythms and the sound was tight and sweet and I felt the need of frown grinding into my rearend intimate and floodlights grin laughing my predicament wondering if he was spent when the song bass drummed an end OH MY-- Girl YOU ROCK!!!!!!!!!! I am moth giddy!!  I LOVE when you write like this... you literally put the reader there...sight, sound, scent, eavesdropping on every little moment... "woman are you satisfied" I heard a whisper "want a drink?" I nodded in hypnotic sway my life it coulda stopped that way-- with a stranger's hand across my mid-riff -- one finger wet dredging life on my dead skin like the barges pumping silt from the bottoms of relent rivers, lovers, fat and slack sliding on the barstool, black I blared my drunken ruthlessness and my faceless dancer dared to put his finger in my face dripping with my sweat to taste: I suckled him like that. He whispered: "I'll be back..." he kissed my neck the way that makes me... that way I get when I am stoned-- OMG!!!!!! Do you know how awesome that part is... Lawdy Lawdy...your rhyme speak rocks me... I tried to read the epitaphs carved into the curvature of the elbows leaning verse and cursed the wooden scroll of words: Do you know how cool that verse is?? IWIHWT!!!  "Woman, Are You Satisfied?" and I nevah lied to drunks: "No--I don't believe I am." I replied to no one there and Paula and the Pontiacs made me dance again. And that is what I want to do right now... and play the movie in reverse so I could order oysters, too. Since neither was the truth and youth, is my woman's best and worst - blues are just the curse of me: A woman lovin' New Orleans mocking herself and the lies of the prophecies and tides never, ever, satisfied and yet so close to burst... POETICA ....you are lovie...you are!   |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
WOW!! Just AWESOME M'lady K and Janet said it right...You ROCK!...you are POETICA! God I love you Library. how i would love you, love you as no one ever did! Die and still, love you more. And still love you more..and more |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
WOW!! Love the beat you dance to Karen! This cut to the chase and made me want ...more! Love ya lady~ May 2006 be kinder to ya. In the midst of winter, |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Blew me away with the blues, LadyBug! You may not believe it, but, your "beast" sure makes terrific poetry!  .....jo |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Thanks for taking the trip down memory lane with me yet again. I meant to spend the day reading today, but...oh well, sometimes even I have to punch a clock. (Not literally. I found out the hard way that punching out timeclocks only hurts your hand, not the clock.) I'll be around... I already see lots of feasties I want to catch up on. Love to you all. and thanks, ever and always, for reading. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Amazing piece of work. "dredging life on my dead skin like the barges pumping silt from the bottoms of relent" |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 who's askin? LOL damn, but ya did it again K made me drool all over myself hehe, but that suckling business? only from your pen does it sound/taste good if I had written such a line? they'd be laughing their arses off and rightly so but you know, this piece is a masterpiece  library stuff |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Karen, do you know just how wonderful you are? We all do!! Love ya, Lady K Hugs, Ethel |
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CMGrimm Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 685USA |
i've been away for nearly 2 years.....2 years...and this is what i come back to?? lol OMG...why in the world do i stay away for so long...if i was missing this kind of reading...i..i...ohh...nevermind...i cant even talk right now.... Never be a carbon copy of anybody...make your own impressions. - ANON. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
A woman lovin' New Orleans mocking herself and the lies of the prophecies and tides never, ever, satisfied and yet so close to burst... Lady, you are woman above...  adding awesome, courageous, magnificant, beautiful...and all made up of stuff that is goodKaren, this poem is indeed the beauty of a New Orleans legend...YOU!!!!!!!!! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I read this a few days ago... and was thrust through a time machine... staggering from Tipitina's unable to hear a thing after a night of dancing directly in front of the speakers... where people were strange but not strangers. *S* Some hungers are never satisfied... and shouldn't be. *S* Superb write... fantastic ending!! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
laughing Then Ruthie? I called it "anthony's" but the bar I had in mind was actually Bennie's Blues Bar...had you been? It's where the Neville Brothers cut their teeth. and thank you all so much... I was feeling sorry for myself when I wrote this, but now I realize, I'm so very fortunate--I saw New Orleans when she was what she was advertised as...and yes, I have hope-- I think we can fix her. smaller maybe...but she's still got her bones. Love to all. and I'm having such a weird day. I just cranked up the blues when this popped back up to the top. wow. (serenity looks up) WOW.  Thanks for reading...  |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
"...well back to back belly to belly I don't give a damn 'cause it doesn't matter really..." One very early morning on Bourbon Street after trying my best to drain a swamp of whiskey and rum I looked through the open door of a quaint establishment and a woman, glistening with sweat, who was easily 400 pounds wearing just a shimmy shake almost dress and tall sling backs was dancing on the bar to a hard driving back beat. I felt like I had stumbled into the Fellini floor of Dante's Cabinet of Curiosities. I ran to the river and stared at it for hours and it was a long time before I could drink Meyer's Rum again. Just look at the lock your poem picked in my head. Now how do I get this damned door back on its hinges? |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A burning touch from hell and yet there is hope drifting through and above all, there is the essence of a true poet, whom I admire. Love, Margherita |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Again, I find myself blinking at the way you do the thing you do. Must come by it natchrul-like Or? It could be the water |
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