Jagged ends (18 + only)

I might use florid language and possess a vivid imagination but I am bashful when it comes to all matters romantic. I grew up hearing soca music on the radio. Those people do not mess around. I mean, when a song tells you to “Ride the big truck” or “Come dig it,” just imagine the lyrical carnage involved. I also did not dare go outdoors during Carnival weekend.


Jamaica Carnival revellers. Photo credit: Lahwego

I cannot write erotica, so I appreciate poets like English Delicacy, who’s agreed to let me share excerpts from her work with you. I understand the point of romantic gestures, like poetry, but I am practical to a fault, so please make me a table or shovel snow. I don’t know how I would manage a traditional wedding ceremony because slowly walking an aisle while holding a bouquet of flowers is a cannot do. Also, never do this:

 
Public proposal. Mortifying. Photo credit: Getty Images via the BBC.

Romantic poetry is fascinating even though I’m pathologically squeamish. However, what I find is that I get completely put off at the end of some poems. They all start out with promise. From Kiss (Redux),

Stubble grazes skin, soft lips clustered
Background fades into itself, time stops
Held tight, strong, unyielding touch

In the middle, most poems subtly invite readers to follow along in their imagination. From Natural Feel,

How you talk, and how I listen.
The way that your voice glides over me,
Winding and flowing around us,
Binding us like a charm.

Great so far, and I feel that most poets know what to do with their hands. However, after this point, quite a few poems get jagged. I wrote the following lines to illustrate how endings sometimes sound to me:

He slips swell dagger out of sheath
And belts her roughly underneath
Then with fell and merciless wrath
Chris jams lancet…
up Anastaath

Exactly. It is scary and quite sudden. If someone writes me a poem that ends like a scene from the 50SOG film, I’ll switch into battle mode. And the only reason I’d entertain him after, is to see if he’ll say that again to my face.

 Milla Jovovich in Resident Evil : Retribution
via UniFrance.

My preferred ending for a poem resembles a luxurious helping of chocolate powder over a generous mound of whipped mascarpone. That way, when I’m having my tiramisu, I’ll take a few extra seconds to lick my spoon. At the end, I should be Distracted:

Can’t keep my mind on anything.
Ain’t it grand?

Enjoy more spoon licking poetry at English Delicacy’s blog.

50 thoughts on “Jagged ends (18 + only)

  1. I personally prefer; a lovely ‘ego’ caramel Magnum (ice cream)…..yummy!
    Sorry, I’ve not been around much Poppet, but as of January 1st, I’m back in the; land-of-the-living, or should I say; the-land-of-Wordpress.
    I hope you had a wonderful Christmas, and you know, I wish you nothing but the best for 2016. Take care sweets xx

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  2. What that poor sap at the ball game didn’t know was that it was “Melissa” night at the game where all women (and hey, men too) named “Melissa” got into the game for free. So that sign created mass chaos.

    Phallic swords are good for no one!

    I can’t make you a table but I can bring the blue eyes to the table. : – ) xoxo

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    1. It’s romantic but I think that unless she has Superman’s vision, she wouldn’t know if it was for her or the other Melissa on the opposing team. That is why I like the direct approach.

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      1. Personal is always better in my opinion. I am not much for a lot of attention so I would feel awkward doing it in that manner.

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  3. Honestly, the way you write these things – they just drip with what makes you, YOU! And you certainly can write poetry – you can write anything. It’s all real and unique and comes from your heart. I’ll have to take a listen to some of that soca music – maybe it will inspire me to write something worthy of a spoon licking lol 🙂

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    1. Thanks so much, NK. This was lovely of you. I think soca songs sound tame on the surface but it’s all innuendo so the man is not talking about seafood when he says there’s “nothing sweeter than salt fish”. (Clears throat). Be warned.

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      1. Thanks! I’ll definitely take your word for it – don’t care much for vulgarity in music or movies! I am curious though, because I’ve never heard of it. I’ll get back to you on what I think!

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      2. I know what you mean. It’s not vulgar at all, that’s why it gets played at all hours of the day. I look forward to your assessment later, NK. Have a great night. x

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  4. “walking down any aisle, that is not a catwalk”, I’d love to see the reaction of the majority of men if that was an actual condition prior to matrimony. I don’t even know how to procure a catwalk.

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    1. Thank you for your comment. I don’t want to walk slowly down a church aisle, is what I was trying to say. I think nowadays non traditional ceremonies are the rage. And, of course, I have this all planned out in my head.

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    1. I’m so glad you liked it. I read it ten million times before it went live just to make sure it was tight. Enjoy your “dessert” later, you cheeky minx apple crumble.

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      1. Not bad, Chilli and rice, and a bit of Swiss chocolate for dessert. And well it is Wednesday so a few beers to celebrate the glass becoming half full. How about you?

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      2. That sounds really tasty. I love spicy food so I can just imagine all the cayenne. I’m still physically detoxing at the moment, so lots of liquid meals in the evening. I had dessert at a small party at work and then at home a green smoothie with kiwi (ha!). Not romantic, but it works until the end of this week. x

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      3. Things are never as they seem “Kiwifruit is native to north-central and eastern China” (Wikipedia).. Also known as Chinese Gooseberries, now that’s a name to conjure with 🙂

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      4. Actually, after hearing this same thing from an NZealander a while ago, I make sure to call them that privately to myself now. They’re quite gritty though, when they’re all frappéd out.

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      5. You told me about it when you first commented on my About Me page. It was an interesting story. Thank you for sharing that. I’ll make sure to keep my hands in my pockets. x

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    1. Some people would say it is recreation, hence the fancy poetic trimmings. I think if it were a mandatory event, we would not be so worried about the ceremonial rites. Thank you for your comment.

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  5. Uh… Yeah…
    I was going to say something about how it sounds to me like the music that was playing when the earth and sky first %#*!?, but I didn’t think it would be appropriate. 🙂

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    1. Please do not be shy, Nadia. If you can’t let your hair down right here, where can you? Your description is accurate. There was a soca music section on my favourtie radio show every morning at 6.45. The host found the dirtiest ones and then bothered to explain. I got fed up at around 16 and called in one morning to talk to him about his inappropriate behaviour and we ended up being close friends.

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