Saturday 16 January 2010

convulsions cause chaos










studiously she avoids gazing in that direction
where he sits nonchalant, almost uncaring-
minds send out signals; silence so chilling,
picking up vibrations, she answers the question

being very still, with almost no expression,
she slowly stands with her eyes measuring
the distance, she glides toward his beckoning
mind. her heart beat, was by any indication

making her state, an object of ardent desire;
visible in her stance, in her jerky mannerisms.
smoldering flame, blazing; intense, luminous

pulling him in too; each bursting vein on fire
blowing apart their semblance, volumes
of convulsions still unseen, causing chaos

19 comments:

  1. Now there's some chaos I could get down with!

    Thanks, Gautami for the foreplay...

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  2. Chaos certainly gets in the way sometimes.

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  3. it's like you feel comfortable yet there is still chaos-inhibitions...:)

    i like the poem Gautami...:)

    keep up!

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  4. Bliss and passion, do not mix like bread and butter, love how you say it ;)

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  5. Brilliant take on the prompt.. You portray the emotions very strongly. A powerful work.

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  6. Sizzling with chaotic passion! Lovely read.

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  7. emotional chaos -- but just like in science, an underlying pattern.

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  8. This really touch me since I'm kind of in that situation right now...

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  9. I love the sense of overwhelming, silent attraction toward one another.

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  10. And such is the flame of desire, especially when acceptance is unknown. Should I, or shouldn't I. Sometime you have to just open yourself to the possibility of disappointment and take the risk. Nice lead up to the chaos!

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  11. Love the movement from illusionary control to chaos of passion. Thank you for sharing this.

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  12. luv the idea of nonverbal conversations exchanged....

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  13. If you try to hold your breath as you read, you can't get to the end of the sentence, but it kind of adds an exaggerated sense of chaos to the piece, which I thought was brilliant...

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  14. i felt the chaos in her indecision unbearable. i'm glad she chose passion over constraint. You create a beautiful gathering storm.

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  15. Oh Tami, that's hot hot hot. Very powerful. well done.



    Melanie

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  16. Ardent, honest, real, beautiful. My kind of chaos, to be sure.

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