it was
a torrid tango,
intimate touches
in shimmering heat
and cold blue air.
it was
a racing blood
fandango,
a simmering
amniotic rendezvous.
it was
a sizzling cauldron of
salty wet desire,
a full moon
roiling ocean rumba.
it was all
raw lips and basted thighs,
tangled flesh falling apart,
restless limbs losing ground
immersed and drowning.
it was lines forgotten,
identities scrambled
naked, masked, revealed,
dissolved, fragmented,
whole and healed.
and it was hide and seek
and blind man’s bluff
and catch me if you can
with a stiff oar in a feral sea
dipping and thrusting
through oscillating fluids
in a wavering boat
floating, flooding, rising
bodies liquifying,
spurting like whales.
it was a forming and melting,
a mute transfiguration
lost in translation and found
again under sultry layering
of transmogrified faces.
it was always in flux
through shifting perspectives
of steam where nothing was ever
what it seemed
in the hot tub dance.
drawing and poem by clinock
All credits and an admiring thank you to Steven @ http://poemimage.wordpress.com for the idea and inspiration for the design of this post. You are the Master my friend…
Looks fantastic John. Love how the ‘hide and seek’ in the poem is like ‘hide and seek’ with the images. All this blue and variations of blue and words of the sea ending up as gold like some temple relief. Beautifully done.
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Thanks Steven, means a lot to me that you think it works and your observations are as fine as they always are… “gold like some temple relief”…so perfect!
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Hi John, this is amazing. The longer I look the more I see. Water and blood, flesh, the passion of the dances in the poem. You have done a great job, and I like your new photo (avatar) too.
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Thank you Ina, I’m happy to have you peer deeply into my art and words, it means they mean something to you and this is inspiring to me…
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oooooh! I like the presentation here John. What captures me about so much of your work is its spontaneous “outpouring”…as if I am having a look “under the skin” of another species of human .. foreign and intimately familiar at the same time.
And the rambunctious poem is sheer second chakra delight… blessed by the Temple of Spring. Bravo!
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Wowzers Ms. White…quite a comment, thank you. “spontaneous “outpouring”…well, to be honest, although it may appear that way I do work at it a little, until my brain liquifies and night becomes day. When I write / paint / draw I do often feel as if I am “another species of human” – one with skin like a curtain that you or anyone can lift up and look under to see the windows I keep meaning to clean. ‘Rambunctious’…what a fabulous word, want to use it at least once every day but it won’t let me, (although it just did)…yes, I know I have no poetic discipline but I try to harness the beast, bring it to heel, apply whips and chains, feed and give love, work until I blister, write and rewrite, turn inside out and then ask my muse if I might please sleep now and she says yes and then just as I am drifting away she prods me awake and whispers, “don’t you love me anymore”…I had to look up “second chakra” because I am out of the loop and no-one sent me the email but now I understand and know I am “blessed by the Temple of Spring”….
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Ah, John… bodies and words liquifying. Overwhelming work, my friend! 🙂
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“Overwhelming” in a good way I hope and yes, of course it is for you…you are always the supporting positive and I thank you Marina for this…
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Your work could never do that any other way. You ought to know by now how fond I am of your work, John! 😉 Thank YOU for sharing it! 🙂
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Fantastic work John…and also your poem and paintings are dancing…love it!
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Thank you Ayse, your comment means very much to me…
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You’re welcome:)
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Painting has depth and looks 3 dimensional.
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Thank you Carl…
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Wow, John you have just taken me on an emotional rollercoaster both with imagery and words. Amazing post!
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Hope you enjoyed the ride Robert and many thanks for your comment. Putting this post together was a rollercoaster for me too…
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Sensuous. Loved your words.
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Thank you very much Lesley…
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brilliant
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too kind you are, many thanks…
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