Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Dark love






the bed linen soaked your dark passion
as your hands gripped my pale cheeks
kissing my lips until I was bruised pink
crushed in the death grip of your arms
i felt no tenderness nor waning of your lust
you wanted to scourge my body into hades 

all the flowers from my hair fell, scattered
in the floor, cold and metallic, unlike the soft
garden of my home, now so very far away
your long limbs pressed close, eyes glazing
not even the shadows of the night can hide
your fierce ardor, unapologetic and raw    
   
my maidenly robe hanged, ripped, crumpled,
by doorway between earth and hell
I could not tell the difference, forgetting as
I came alive, writhing under your soft mouth
warm, fervent hands kneading my bare skin

my lips sighed, moaned, drowning out
mother’s pleas and cries in the wind
all over the world, her anguish echoed
tears killing the lush meadows, soil
wasteland, barren and empty like her heart

forget, I wanted to, my motherland
as your lips devoured my cup, filling  
every inch of my pure white flesh  
in throes of black spell, i felt alive
your queen, replete with your fruits    

offering pomegranate seeds for my rest
a taste of heaven you said, and I took it 
slowly licking reddish pulp from your fingers 
coal eyes glowed with pride as you gazed  
at velvet purple ribbon around my neck  



Author's Note:   The Gooseberry Garden: POETRY PICNIC WK 6 : Stories from Mythology, Culture and of life.   An interpretation on the myth of Persephone, when the King of Hades kidnapped and brought her to the underworld. Her mother,  Demeter caused a terrible drought that forced Zeus to bring Persephone back, but she was obliged to spend half of the year in the underworld.  


Updated:   This poem was selected as Poem of the Week by Gooseberry Garden.  Thank you ~

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53 comments:

  1. Pat Hatt27 September 2011 at 07:52

    Very nice write, always loved Greek mythology and you played on it quite well. Even if you did go literally to hell..haha Knew this myth too, so from the start I had a clue.

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  2. Brian Miller27 September 2011 at 09:45

    wow hot and well textured...between earth and hell...i like pomegranites...smiles. the repitition back to mother was nice as well..well played heaven...

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  3. Marbles in My Pocket27 September 2011 at 10:03

    Excellent write! Very vivid and moving. Sensual and hot! Very nicely done!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/25/one-she-beckons-me-come-2/

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  4. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry27 September 2011 at 10:10

    love the foot notes, explaining your understanding.

    your entry is dark, powerful and beautiful.

    slowly licking reddish pulp from your fingers
    coal eyes glowed with pride as you gazed
    at velvet purple ribbon around my neck



    your lines are magical here...

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  5. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry27 September 2011 at 10:10

    love the foot notes, explaining your understanding.

    your entry is dark, powerful and beautiful.

    slowly licking reddish pulp from your fingers
    coal eyes glowed with pride as you gazed
    at velvet purple ribbon around my neck



    your lines are magical here...

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  6. Laurie Kolp27 September 2011 at 10:37

    I always love reading your vivid poetry...

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  7. ayala27 September 2011 at 13:17

    Heaven...this is a gorgeous write.

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  8. Anonymous27 September 2011 at 14:06

    full of heat...amazing my friend

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  9. steveroni27 September 2011 at 15:24

    WOW! Hot, Wet, and More hot! And...it never really happened...or did it--grin!

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  10. Lady Nyo27 September 2011 at 15:28

    Ouch!!! Hot! Hot! Hot! Does your mother know what you are writing??? LOL!

    Beautiful retelling of a myth that sang with life and passion. More passion than anything that Bullfinch (Bullwinkle???) ever wrote.

    Lady Nyo

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  11. Anonymous27 September 2011 at 15:52

    I love the image of the flower falling, I could hear them hit the floor. Evocative, frightening, and potent (I do enjoy a good hair pulling :)).

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  12. Dulçe ♥27 September 2011 at 16:03

    Persephones' story is a sds and unfair one... but you captured this passion so well...
    wow. beautiful!

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  13. Unknown27 September 2011 at 16:06

    whoa.. very passionate and a bit painful.. like the dark twists in this sexy poem.. great

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  14. Claudia27 September 2011 at 16:15

    whew - you're on the dark and hot side with this...like the traces of mythology woven into it..

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  15. Tashtoo27 September 2011 at 16:32

    A favorite myth for me, born now to a modern take. Well done!

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  16. Mary27 September 2011 at 16:40

    Excellent use of the myth...and a hot and steamy write. Give me a fan!! Wink.

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  17. Daydreamertoo27 September 2011 at 16:47

    Phew... very sensual. Loved the vivid imagery and great story behind it too.
    Lovely writing!

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  18. Unknown27 September 2011 at 17:07

    Such a mix of pleasure and pain. This was beautifully done, and I enjoyed every line :)

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  19. Jannie Funster27 September 2011 at 17:16

    Raw and stunning. Plus delicately woven from September meadow straw that has seen and done more than we can ever imagine. (That's my way of saying -- wow, I really liked this, Heaven in Canada!) :)

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  20. Anonymous27 September 2011 at 17:22

    the pomegranate is not only a healthy fruit but it's a visionary as well. great imagery in your writing.

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  21. John Allen Richter27 September 2011 at 17:23

    Does anyone have like an oxygen tank or those heart paddle things? Wow, Heaven! HOT!

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  22. Fireblossom27 September 2011 at 17:45

    The myth of Persephone is one I find fascinating. Sometimes, we have to make a bargain with the devil, or kick him hard, to get at least half of what we need.

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  23. Joanne Young Elliott27 September 2011 at 18:04

    Wow! This holds many levels even as it pulls you to earth. Well done!

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  24. Brendan27 September 2011 at 18:31

    That naughty boy Hades. You make me think that the galloping black horss of his coach was, er, enginned in his loins. I'm a dude, so I don't know that it's like to be ... taken ... but surrender sounds like is pays its own dvidends. - Brendan

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  25. Crystal27 September 2011 at 20:18

    Wow! Gripping and sensuous. How clever to write of such a passionate myth. I love it!

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  26. Mark Kerstetter27 September 2011 at 20:49

    Without even thinking of the myth, I enjoy your poem as a seething tale of abduction. "a taste of heaven you said" - at this point you could use this as a signature poem.

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  27. PattiKen27 September 2011 at 21:22

    Powerful, and yes, kind of sad too. But at least she got to be queen.

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  28. Maude Lynn27 September 2011 at 21:34

    Amazing write!

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  29. Ann LeFlore27 September 2011 at 22:03

    This is very sexy poem and there is a hind of sadness this portrays but it was great that she got to be queen.
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/27/addiction-to-solitaire/#comment-1201

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  30. Lisa27 September 2011 at 22:35

    Most beautiful. You are my favorite poet Heaven.

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  31. Charles Elliott/Beautyseer27 September 2011 at 23:23

    Very strong. We experience the ravagement and her seduction. And the furious cries of the first mother-in-law known to mythology. A beauty. Thanks.

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  32. kaykuala28 September 2011 at 01:12

    Heaven,
    Sensually proceeding with soft and eagerly awaiting lips plus other warm moments, fly away! Great verse!

    Hank

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  33. Louise28 September 2011 at 02:47

    phew! Awesome write about the 'darkness' of passion...lots of steam coming off this one!

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  34. Ed Pilolla28 September 2011 at 03:46

    the velvet purple ribbon around your neck is luxurious packaging to end on. what a read. you really cut it loose. your pen name in the body added a special spice, and i like how you loaded that into the final graph also.

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  35. Lolamouse28 September 2011 at 09:19

    A very hot (as Hell) poem! I love what you did with the Persephone myth. Much more interesting to read than the typical mythology texts!

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  36. Rachel Hoyt28 September 2011 at 09:30

    Great write! I don't know much about Greek mythology, so this was quite interesting. :)

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  37. Aphrodite28 September 2011 at 11:32

    So, can I say that this is the "dark" side of Heaven? Sensual write :)

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  38. Anonymous28 September 2011 at 12:12

    Oh Heaven this was fantastic. Makes me want to study more Mythology... I doubt its all as hot as this though.

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  39. The Poet28 September 2011 at 13:55

    Hello Heaven.
    I don't know much about mythology, but I do love the sultry passion in this poem. Makes all the senses come alive. Your descriptions are quite vivid indeed.

    Wonderfully expressed.

    Thanks for the footnotes too.

    I also appreciated your visit & comment.

    Your Song Of Love

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  40. mrs mediocrity28 September 2011 at 14:09

    wow, you did an amazing job with this, love, love, love the imagery. perfect!

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  41. Pat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton 28 September 2011 at 16:18

    hot, sweet passion magically shown.

    perfect take.

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  42. Anonymous28 September 2011 at 16:43

    Heaven this is an amazing piece--I'm so impressed with your ability.

    I have nominated you for The Versatile Blogger Award--enjoy!

    http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/the-versatile-blogger-award-2/

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  43. Anonymous28 September 2011 at 16:48

    Love this, Heaven! Beautiful words and the way you've created this story using myth, but also doors, ribbons, etc. gives it a modern feel. Hard to pick a favourite para, but I think beginning...'Forget, I want to...'

    I love the feeling of surrender : )

    Gorgeous piece and really pulled me in from the beginning!
    - Eva (your kindred sister : )

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  44. Anonymous29 September 2011 at 02:06

    this is powerful. i love it!

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  45. hedgewitch29 September 2011 at 08:32

    You definitely got into the roles here, Heaven--a sharp retelling of the old myth.

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  46. Anonymous29 September 2011 at 15:56

    Persephone's story was never this sexy. Your poem is filled with such imagery ...

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  47. Scarlet29 September 2011 at 16:56

    Blame it on my over-active imagination. Thanks for the wonderful comments and visits.

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  48. moondustwriter29 September 2011 at 23:01

    Dark - devouring

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  49. Joseph Hesch29 September 2011 at 23:17

    So often, I can pace myself in your shorter pieces, savoring the image and your gifts. This poem was a sensual headlong plunge toward a breathless (pardon the expression) climax. And no, I don't play the double entendre game when I comment on my friends' poems. Terrific piece, Heaven.

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  50. Isadora1 October 2011 at 10:46

    Your words brought every image to mind as I read them. I think the short info afterwards was just the thing to complete it.
    I think the pix goes perfectly with your words.
    Intense and Brilliant,
    Isadora

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  51. Anonymous2 October 2011 at 03:27

    Dark but beautiful, the story of bitter power abuse. Amazing how you wove the words!

    Congratulations for winning, your poem really is the best!

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  52. ✿12 October 2011 at 16:28

    I love the dark/pale contrast. And the opening photo is a perfect introduction. That is how a kiss should begin, forceful and gripping.

    This is a powerful line: "you wanted to scourge my body into hades"

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  53. Anonymous23 October 2011 at 05:58

    I think the last verse of this poem is superb - I wanted to read it again and again.

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