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Escape Velocity
(The velocity or speed with which a body must be projected so that it can escape the earth’s gravitational field.)
I travel the length and breath
of your chest,
shoulder
to shoulder, in its expanse,
lies my
universe.
Unfasten, unpin, unravel:
I release
myself,
let out the bridges,
lay down
runways.
Constantly discovering
new worlds,
I uncage:
let the birds
fly free.
I hear
rainforests breathe
inside your
heart
the rain beats
like drum-
beats.
All life is contained here;
all death.
Its depth is immeasurable.
I go out in
a spiral
of stars, forming constellations;
galaxies. Diamonds
pouring
out of the dark like the notes
of a concerto
ascending,
11.2 km per second
into escape
velocity:
I am weightless.
Touchdown is always
fraught with
distress.
I hit the ocean floor
& lie very
still
without
breathing
I live.
In the clutch of my fist
I conquer
life
& die.
The rise & swell
of your
breast,
carries me to the world
of eternal
dreams.
That arm upon the wheel,
I can
spend
a lifetime, an eternity,
exploring
it.
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Comments (37)
March 9th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
Hi clematis this is a poem that upgrade (is it the right word ?) freedom, I like the idea of flying and getting rid of human contingencys (except love)…Thank you for the clever and beautiful poem…
have a nice day
yann
March 13th, 2009 at 3:06 am
thanks yann - for the observation - i’m very happy with your comment!
that was the idea - freedom - but not without love! carrying the old debate on love further - the best kind of love sets you off further & further - depends on how further you can go - on the rooftop - or on the moon - or even further - yea the best kind of love sets you free - that’s why you always keep coming back for more!
March 13th, 2009 at 3:07 am
thanks for your clever comment yann- it set me off further than i intended!
March 13th, 2009 at 3:41 am
I’ve not disappeared (entirely) (yet)….
But, I’ve got a few things taking almost all of my time — So (you guessed it) I have not yet read this (because of its length) but I will be able to in a few days. In the meantime (or nice time) keep writing — I’ll be back soon…
Roy
March 13th, 2009 at 4:18 am
good to see you’ve not disappeared entirely yet….gives us cause for hope…yet…how do you make that cool smiley face?
well that didnt need too much of guessing! you’re a great one for getting back….thank god for small mercies…i mean big ones…but that doesn’t stop me from hoping you might spring a surprise one of these days…we all live on hope…
is it that long? but the lines are short…that’s what makes it long
aye aye sir…on the job
March 13th, 2009 at 11:41 am
Fine writing my friend….., I enjoyed it very much & thanks for your comment on my latest post. Regards, Trade.
March 14th, 2009 at 3:23 am
One short-stanzaed, staccato driven, breath riven, ecstatic, exponential rise to rapturous orgasm and languorous, languid, limpid, descent to peaceful well-being. Magnificent. ‘Nuff said?
March 16th, 2009 at 2:27 am
enough enough…a bit embarrassing…but very poetic if you write those words one below the other ‘twould make good poetry
i was trying to give a larger picture.
March 16th, 2009 at 4:20 am
All higher meaning is ensconced in metaphors by and about life. The better the view, the more meaningful the picture….
Egads, Clematis, your comments this morning are so sobering and sober… Not nearly as intoxicating as your poem….
March 16th, 2009 at 4:34 am
i wonder if ’tis better to be intoxicated by sense
or by the senses.
March 16th, 2009 at 4:46 am
by the way i thought you’d find me out (so much for that larger picture!) by…that arm upon the wheel…
god knows why i should find that so sensuously intoxicating…its like a secret fetish & i was wondering if i should include it…after all the poem could very well end with eternal dreams as it rightly should… but some perversity made me include the last two stanzas!
in poetry only the truth will do.
March 16th, 2009 at 4:50 am
Not if it makes sense….
March 16th, 2009 at 4:53 am
Did I? Or Did I not?
You should know, my interpretation would have been the same — with or without the arm upon the wheel…
March 16th, 2009 at 4:56 am
or knocks you senseless
here’s another one: if we abide by flaseness truthfuly does it become true?
i mean if we’re truthful to our false sense or sensiblity can it ring truthfully? loud & clear?
March 16th, 2009 at 4:58 am
ok ok point taken - have to learn to be reticent - not one of my strong points i’m afraid! maybe its a guy thing.
March 16th, 2009 at 4:58 am
Did you, by-the-way, read Mr. Guyface’s Solipsistic tweeked out whatever — I don’t much like some of his comments, but that is one marvelous poem!
See, I CAN separate the person from the art… LOL
March 16th, 2009 at 5:01 am
Reticence is sooooo boring — besides, it was quite good — nothing wrong with a little icing on the cake… And, now I’m off to Nod. Good night!
March 16th, 2009 at 5:03 am
sweet nightmares!
March 16th, 2009 at 5:14 am
better mares than studs…. LOL
March 16th, 2009 at 5:15 am
Nightmares? Hmmmmm… does that make frightening dreams feminine?
March 16th, 2009 at 5:21 am
feminine dreams frightening….yea it does!
by the way solissssipissitic in one helluva masculine dream frightening - more than a feminine one!
March 16th, 2009 at 5:38 am
Like your ssssssibilance (sp?)…
March 16th, 2009 at 5:42 am
no it doesnt - frightening dreams feminine
doesnt mean the same as- feminine dreams frightening
so i guess the answer is no
March 17th, 2009 at 3:29 am
read the poem of the day…..sweet emily!
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March 23rd, 2009 at 2:27 am
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it allows you to enter in a long url but has to be shortened to a usable length…
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March 23rd, 2009 at 2:51 am
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& i thought i was being excessively sexcessive - mom warned me against it! now look where its got me!
i always thought viagra was used to excess the un-excess - to sexcess the unsexcess sexcessfully!
March 23rd, 2009 at 2:53 am
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March 23rd, 2009 at 3:17 am
hey roy - you aint comin to my rescue here - not a peep out of you - are you a knight in shinnin armor or aint you?
i’m a maiden in distress here & i dont need no viagra - neither does the poem here
listen guy no need to peddle your wares here
we’re not amused.
roy are you laughing your head off?
March 23rd, 2009 at 5:22 am
Clematis — I am now. You have handled this quite nicely, if a bit subconsciously (I suspect) with this line: it allows you to enter in a long url but has to be shortened to a usable length…
What more could be said about the futility of size? LOL
March 23rd, 2009 at 5:44 am
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March 23rd, 2009 at 5:59 am
nothing subconscious about it roy …let me assure you - never been so conscious as i am right here right now - this was like a cold shower!
no time to retreat now…roy say something please…just tell him to F.O. that’ll do the trick - & he does deserve it
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hope he never peddles his wares here again.
March 23rd, 2009 at 6:01 am
roy i hope you’re not checking out the url - be careful it says: shortening service
March 23rd, 2009 at 6:10 am
Shortening service — that would be good for church and funerals….
I don’t know, I’m feeling a little short-changed here — both you and Art have been stalked by Viagra-man (I’m presuming gender), but not me — And, you know i try to be salacious. Oh, well — Just something else at which I’m not very good.
I’m going to be asleeep in a few — catch up with you again in a few days — I’m off to my treehouse tomorrow.
March 23rd, 2009 at 6:34 am
you’ll have to try harder!
what are those other things you’re not very good at…pray?
do you mean we should be proud of it?
few days…? days…? that has a horrible ring to it …any treehouse worth its salt should connect to the net…with a laptop…?
March 23rd, 2009 at 6:37 am
unless of course like jack & the beanstalk you’re going to be climbing it for days….few days…?
how few are the days going to be?…pray…how few..?