Spoken

Spoken

A Poem by Chris Shaw
"

(For AJ)

"
when your Richard Burton
mulberry silk voice
smooth like crushed velvet
recites my poems aloud
the cacophony at home
ceases and stands to attention

when you slip your tongue
round my English vowels
caress my consonants
embrace my stanzas
then hold my pauses close
you send tingles racing
down my spine

i imagine i am Liz Taylor
dripping in dazzling diamonds
cosseted in cosy adoration
you transform my dishwater words
into jewels of sparkling satisfaction
so thanking you will never
be sufficient

© 2024 Chris Shaw


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.. This is no ordinary post .. this is absolutely delightful .. so very bloomin cleva & proper poetry too .. Neville

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Many thanks Neville. I have been lucky enough to have my poetry voiced by a professional recently. W.. read more
Neville

6 Months Ago


Blimey .. congratulations pray tell me more perhaps :)
when you slip your tongue
round my English vowels

WOW....so erotic and yet tasteful! When someone loves the poetry you have written, it makes you feel so special. Makes you realize you are talented....which you are. I enjoyed the Taylor/Burton references. Lydi**

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you dear Lydi** for your kind response. Know you are appreciated. Have a happy Thursday.
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yes, there seems very few actors that do not have "that" voice to further enhance their attraction

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

A fine speaking voice can certainly enhance my written words Dave. Thanks for stopping by.
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Oh my goodness. You are indeed bless to have such a sonorous voice about to bring your SUPERB words to life.

when you slip your tongue
round my English vowels
caress my consonants
embrace my stanzas
then hold my pauses close

I was particularily held by this stanza.




Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thanks Pryde. That voice certainly makes a difference to my written words. I appreciate your review... read more
There used to be a coolegue at one of the schools I worked at all the female teachers called the voice. I therefore understand this and wish I had that. Excellent write.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thanks Ken. A fine speaking voice certainly enhances the written word. Pleased you stopped by.
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wonderfully descriptive, beautifully flowing. i can feel your passion in every word. -mabel

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you Mabel. Pleased you enjoyed this poem.

Chris
So full of passion, this Is one wonderful write.
I love your second stanza a lot.
Wonderfully written

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you dear Kim. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris
"when you slip your tongue
round my English vowels"

That whole stanza is so beautifully sensual. I love it.
Perfection!


Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you dear Ana. Pleased you enjoyed this poem. All the best.

Chris
Such a wonderful passionate write, nicely written

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you so much. I appreciate you.
Have a good weekend.

Chris
I have always loved the power of the written word. It's a beautiful thing. And with this you have spoken of its power.
Well penned.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you so much Melinda. Happy you enjoyed reading this poem. All the best.

Chris

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Added on March 11, 2024
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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