Saturday, March 31, 2012

Last Night

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ribbons rake my shoulders, charcoal stripes on pallid warmth
wind and tangled hair
dragged cross fevered lips
I can taste you
your caress, hesitant and damp
along my jaw
between my breasts it slid, my belly smooth
your scent saturates the night, corporeal…flesh and sky and earth
shackles me with sodden chains
the world in black and blaze of white
roaring in the trees
splinters beneath my palms, the rail I clutch
electricity shivers beneath my skin
sleep abandoned



I cannot resist a midnight thunderstorm….


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34 comments:

Chantel said...

May I just say that in nearly three years of this virtual world, I've never shared a poem. Why does it seem more personal...more vulnerable?

It may be removed tomorrow....lol

Mary said...

Don't remove it, it's good. I used to write poetry, but mine were all dark and full of angst. lol

Lyndsay Wells said...

Don't remove it Chantal. It spoke to me. You are amazing.

mermaid gallery said...

because it is so personal...so intimate, so raw and brave.....you are awesome!.... really...we are all so afraid to be reveal deep and emotional art...this is very liberating....but i certainly understand the urge to remove it...i have removed almost all of my personal posts....it freaks me to think of who reads them.....

Peaceful Warrior said...

What is so great about poetry is that you can have one viewpoint and yet others can see different things within it. But if it speaks to our sense of passion and love of beauty and brings joy, then that is the thing that should be shared and praised.

Your poem spoke to me in a very powerful way.

It didn't even need a picture to help us feel it.

Can I share it on my guest blog?

Huge Hugs...
P.W

Shelly said...

Stunning, powerful language. I do hope you'll continue to share your poetry with us~ it was a satisfying pleasure to read.

terlee said...

Evocative and beautiful poem. You brought the midnight storm right to my door...

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

I can't resist one either.
Lovely.

Robbie Grey said...

I liked it, but I am also a sucker for thunderstorms.

Blissed-Out Grandma said...

Poetry is more personal...we reveal our thoughts and feelings and imaginings. I suspect we also fear that others will judge our poetry-writing skill. Ironically, what others think about that is irrelevant. If it speaks to them, great. And this speaks to me.

Chantel said...

Mary & Lyndsay--seriously, I was going to remove it before I went to bed....and found your comments. Thank you.

Mermaid--exactly! Thank you, this was a stretch for me...

Warrior--thank you, there was magic and joy that night. And yes, you can. :)

Shelly--thank you, that means the world to me!

Terlee--do they wake you too? I can't help but go outside...

Pamela (& Edward)--thank you, your way with words gives that such weight.

Robbie--truly, how can one not rush out to let the rain cascade over your skin in the dark...it cleanses the soul, doesn't it?

Bliss--you're right, I think it's the imaginings that make me feel naked...the feelings undisguised. And I'm so glad it spoke to you.

Mary: said...

Chantel,
When God passed out gifts to each of us he surely gave you, amongst so many other things, a colorful vibrant imagination and the words to go with it! Every description resonates. And then, the surprise and concurrence that yes!, this is exactly the feel of experiencing a thunderstorm. Hats off!
Me encantó - Besos desde Astorga.

BamaTrav said...

Very nice. Nice visual as well. xo

BamaTrav said...

Very nice. Nice visual as well. xo

ND Mitchell said...

Put more poetry on your blog! Wonderful.
David.

Ken said...

So, so good.

EmptyNester said...

Don't you dare remove it! I know what you mean about poetry- only one person has ever read any of mine and that's the only person who ever will. Until I die. LOL I really, really like the one you shared! Really!

FrankandMary said...

There is a different(deeper, much) kind of beauty in the vulnerable.

I've never reread an entry in my journal & found something I hadn't known I'd expressed, just reading it one day later....but it has happened to me many times when I craft a poem. ~Mary

G-Man said...

Chantel...
Very thunderous poem.
You are Marvelous.
Thanks for stopping by...Galen

Wow, that was awkward said...

Nice. But I can't help think of one of my favorite songs called Last Night by The Strokes. Check it out.

Shrinky said...

This is incredibly powerful, Chantel, you should publish it to a wider audience, my dear - it sends tingles down my spine (of a most pleasant nature)! You have a gift, and use it well.

Shea Goff said...

Definitely electrifying. Loved it!

Christine Macdonald said...

I love the visions you paint with your words...

New follower!

xo
Christine
@thatgalkiki

Chantel said...

Mary--Thank you so much!(although that imagination has gotten me in a fix a time or two) xo

BamaTrav--Thank you kindly sir.

David--So pleased you like it.

Ken--Thank you!

EmptyNester--Thank you, somehow it really does seem more personal.

Mary--I think you're right, the deeper meanings are sometimes to be discovered by another...or ourselves.

Galen--thank you! (and I love your name)

Brett--loved it, there are like a dozen different videos on utube!

Shrinky--thank you, my sweet, tingles are always good! :)

Shea--lol "electrifying" is awesome!

Christine--lovely to meet you and thank you!

Mel Heth said...

Damn this got me all flushed and flustered. :) Gorgeous!

I know it's your first time going public, but this would make a might nice submission on bentlily.com's guest poet section!

Stephanie said...

Chantel, this is Stephanie from "Life, Unexpectedly". I am sorry that it took me some time to get back to you after your comment at my blog; I didn't just want to write something back but actually take time to read some of your posts and let hem work on me. I have to say, I really love your writing, it is so intense. And you are right, life is better unplanned, because who knows where one day's surprise will lead you in a day, a week, a year or your entire life.

I will definitely return! Stephanie

Kelley said...

No, keep it! I thought it was beautiful. I felt like I was right there in the storm, too.

Slyde said...

that was very beautiful.

and very sexy.

now im looking at your picture and thinking dirty things...

Chantel said...

Mel--thank you, I'm slightly overwhelmed by the response I've received to this...

Stephanie--so thrilled you came by! Thank you and I've learned so many times that my planning is nothing compared to the joy of the unforseen. :)

Kelly--thank you, as long as I can make someone feel something, I'm happy.

Slyde--LOL!

Brian Miller said...

oh wow...first read this was not a thunderstorm ha...love the intimacy...but i know exactly how you feel...i have the same awe in the face of the storm...

Chantel said...

Ah Brian, if a thunderstorm could be a lover...I'd be smitten.

tea with lucy said...

oooooooooo. i love it!

jacquezyon said...

Wow, beautiful, sexy poem!

Chantel said...

Lucy & Jacqezyon--thank you both!