TICKLE MY FANCY

Anda one, anda two, anda...

rhythmic shush of brush

on cymbal stirs an

old rhythm, something

wet, warm… familiar,

alabaster knees mark time

in classic marble pose...

A bottle rests near the foot

of my chair mostly empty,

a little tepid Bourbon

while words appear

on the back of my eyes,

Erato.

Art Deco gown slides smooth

across her breasts, eyelids a

languid dream inspired by

by the feel of satin on skin;

sugar, caffeine, and music keep

time with the sway and twirl

of her coming...

coming...

Eyes closed to hold this

glissade

Anda one, anda two, anda...

pick up that pen, the one that

writes like ice on glass

words woven in the satin

of her voice when

she whispers,

“write about me...”

Reviews

[Lorry]

Your last line cracked me up and reminded me of the erm "attention seeking twat" (that's as polite as I could put it in case any pointless snowflakes are reading and get ever so affended) that started messaging everyone saying something along the lines of "wrote about me, b***h!"
Surprisingly the only one I know of that did was Sir Noodle of Einsteinia and if I recall it was a pretty damn good retort. (I'll send you the link if I can find it. 😃
So Vol, was your fancy tickled?
I like it when people use phrases from the long ago because it let's me imagine snowflakes asking Siri or Alexa if they've just been offended! 😃
I know I shouldn't but I just can't help it, due mainly to their own self importance, which I'd why all I've got left to say to them, while putting a pair of underpants on my head and two pencils up my nose, is "wibble!" (Shh, but it's an old Blackadder scene( 😃
Now back to the review of your piece, because if I mention snowflakes again they might try to have me cancelled, whatever that means. Maybe they'll take away my Blockbuster rental card or my "melt all snowflakes" membership! 😃
I did enjoy your piece Vol, buy I just got carried away from being thoroughly underwhelmed by snowflakes/millennials own importance and let's face it, they pretend to be too cool to even register my existence, so f@#k the little a#@%!&€*s anyway. (They probably think I just called them funk assistants anyway)
😃
Ps... promise my next review will be a proper review and not even mention those pointless little turds.
Pps, sorry again. I went into a coffee shop today and saw those pointless wannabe hipsters that look like they've pritt-sticked some pubes on their face, while pretending to ignore everyone, while simultaneously hoping no one notices they've been on the same page of that Kerouac book since last October!
😃

[Lorry]

Ah-hah!
https://www.writerscafe.org/writing/FIGHt0g2/2896565/

[Vol]

Dang, Lorry!
And here I was just imagining if my muse came to life and her only goal was seduction... and I am SDO willing...
Vol

[Vol]

And Like the Noodle, sometimes the result if foreordained, and happily so...

[Vol]

Saw this today, thought of you... I hope you can open it.
https://www.msn.com/en-us/health/other/long-covid-cause-identified-by-scientists-in-groundbreaking-new-study/ar-AA1rTLQV?ocid=msedgntp&pc=U531&cvid=22312ba2f56440728b3dcc718b459401&ei=38

[Lorry]

Cheers Vol. So my brain is fine it's just my brainstem to blame? Good to know. I never did like brainstem name, making it sound all hoity toity and posher than it I'd. Buy good to know it's that that is exhausted and anxious all the time and not my noggin.
Think I need a lie down after that, or I will when I try to remember it when I'm talking to the doctor! 😃

[nj coleman]

Very cool. I noticed halfway through that I was tapping my foot. Had to be from the "shush of the brushes"!
Also, nice use of "glissade"!
Great imagery. Cool jazz vibe.

[Vol]

nj,
It is the thing about poetry I love the most... You find a good one and it comes to life inside you and there you are, a little different... every time.
Vol

[emmajoygreen]

There are poets and there are dancers.. but, hang it all, some can do both but .. rarely at the same time.. usually. Unless of course they like the thought and feel of soft material, fabricated or otherwise. Depends on one's lifestyle, perhaps. But, am not asking! A wonderfully thought or few.. or perhaps, more like a dream kept for that rainy day need. Methinks you have.. ..

[Vol]

Emma,
It is amazing how that works... squiggly lines on paper magically give us what poetry does...
The sensual feel of smooth cloth on skin, or a finger to trace words across a back, like a bead of rain and the way it slides down a window pane on its way somewhere... UMPH! makes me shiver! I think it is that power that makes me so addicted to words. But so few take the time... Thank you for yours...
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

Oh the deliciousness of the silken and that the way it sways to the beat within your own mind. The way a pen can glide across paper to describe these private elated moments

I love the creativity poured into this piece and the magnificent description poured into the parched paper telling of its secrets and mystify moments

[Vol]

PB,There are few things in life that bring an intensity of joy more than sensual words, a caress, or even a longing gaze across some electric space...
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

There is something to be said for those gazes. The ones that make you feel as if you are the only person in the world. Those moments that spike the heart rate and make the body quiver with excitement

[Vol]

I am afraid we have lost ourselves in external stimuli and can no longer share the kind of intimacy that takes a slow hand, and easy touch and an absence of time

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m not so sure about that. It depends on the person and situation. I’m not one for quick sexual gratification even if I’m extremely attracted to and interested in someone.

[Vol]

PB,
For me, that time Alice was in my life, eighteen months of bliss till she died, I learned what love can be in its greatest strength poured out through eyes, tongues touches and all those other sweet parts with no reservation, no caution, and flying along at full speed. Eighteen months out of seventy-five years and many other happy relationships, is not enough, I think I have seen only one other relationship like it in my life.
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

My six months spent with my ex Jesse who lives in Arizona now was like that. He taught me that communication on wants and needs was acceptable and should be expressed. That having a high sec drive wasn’t abnormal or wrong. It was an experience of a life time. Damn I still miss him living close many days. He is very much still my best friend. We talk a few times a week at minimum.

The only other person I’ve come across in my 45 years of living is Mr. Blue Eyes. The earth quaking world shattering, boundary crossing connection. When I’m around him whether in public with no physical contact or in private, I have to be careful because the world falls away. He’s my only focus. It’s the same for him as well. He makes me feels as if I’m the only person in the room and the most beautiful woman in it from the way he looks at me. It’s confusing and exhilarating at the same time. Trust me lots of praying over this situation. It’s been four years and everytime we see each other it’s always the same extreme reaction

[Vol]

PB,
Forbidden love always burns hottest...
Vol

[Poetic Beauty]

It’s not the forbidden aspect. For the first three months I didn’t know the full aspect. When I asked him he never hesitated nor tried to lie. Blunt honesty

He’s been like this since we started talking. This reaction is deep within. Hard to explain. Like I said similar to my ex in Arizona. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think someone would come close to making me feel like he does/did and boom out of nowhere 14 years later.

[Vol]

sigh...........

[Poetic Beauty]

So at the moment I let it flow and see what happens. Shrugs it’s a daily battle but on a lighter side I’m try to talk my ex into coming for a visit. 😜

[andrew mitchell]

You can tell your field of expertise is . A fine entertaining write Vol

[Vol]

Hahahaha! Andrew!
I think you are saying I might know something about dance? Oh, my... I'm an old hippie from the sixties when the music MADE you get up and wiggle around a bit and pick up a foot once in a while... I am happy beyond words that was before there were phones with cameras... It doesn't really matter, though, I was stoned anyway... Oh, and If you're talking about music I can't even play the radio in tune... If it's the bourbon, well that's another story... Finally, if it's poetry, I've had a lot of practice, and I am in love with the things Erato does to me and a lot of other folks on here...
Vol

[andrew mitchell]

English literature and the art of writing is definitely your field. I was never a good dancer either just a means to meet the ladies lol.

[Vol]

Andrew,
I love literature so much it is what I've become. I was thinking about that just yesterday, and wondered if there was any kind of analogy to an old married couple together so long they look alike... I did my first public reading in 1967, or 8, and love "peeling the onion" of all its elements. Thank you for noticing.
Vol

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful Vol! just beautiful says i!
E.

[Vol]

E,
Thank you, sir... 'nuff said!
Vol

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................

[Pryde Foltz]

Wow! You can really write and with an individual flare. Really enjoyed this:)

[Vol]

Pryde,
Wooo.... thanks for saying so, you make me blush,! I suppose all of us love to hear we impressed someone we respect,,,
Vol

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you too:)

[Neville]

Now ya got me going all over the place .. it's like being dizzy but not knowing why .. Tho' on reflection, I reckon its maybe becuz I dunno whether to side with jacob or Loz .. and knowing there's still plenty of time for others to come alongside or behind me and throw an additional spanner in the works .. 😉👍Neville

[Vol]

Neville,
You've got a spanner to spare? I hope someone's got one... I tossed it into somebody's s***. I'm sure they deserved it though...
Vol

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Imagined woman, so sensual...the dream could almost write itself, but needs the poet to lend a hand.
j.

[Vol]

J,
It's how she works, Erato, the muse of lyric poetry will sneak up on your a*s and whisper things in your ear that leave you flabbergasted and there is only one response...
Vol