Ms. Stress

paralyzed
by a pair of lies
omission and commission
an admission of naught
knot now
ties unbound
not yet
in time to realize
the real lies bound
to what applies
when a word implies
that the heart relies
on a pair of lies
paralyzed

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Clever Wordplay
06/17/06 by McKenna
I enjoyed the way you played with words, "knot, not, naught." The rhythm of the poem and play on words reflects the jumbled emotions one feels when one discovers a lie. Very clever, well done.

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02/01/07 by LeBroz
Only the incomparable Alessia Brio could have pulled off such a fun word play piece without it coming across as a collection of words trivialized.

Fun
02/17/07 by SelenaKittyn
Such fun word play with such a not-so-fun subject. Ah juxtaposition...

Perfection
02/19/07 by vella_ms
There is a beauty and an art to expression with few words. This is how I view poetry. You are an artist. Wonderfully done.

Interesting
04/27/07 by Bill Dada
When it hurts so much, all you can do is laugh and play with words.

Ink's Kiss

the right words
in the wrong ears
the right touch
on the wrong skin
the right kiss
on the wrong lips
the right time
for the wrong love
the right ink
on the wrong page

fluid

i am the wine of peace
lingering on your lips

drink me
lest i fear

i am the river of hope
drowning you in desire

swim in me
lest i doubt

i am the blood of passion
burning in your veins

flow through me
lest i cool

i am the sweat of sex
dripping from your chin

satisfy me
lest i dry

i am the nectar of night
quenching your thirst

thank me
lest i wither

i am the dew of dreams
your morning memory

savor me
lest i forget

i am the water of truth
soothing your soul

hold me
lest i slip through your fingers

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Damn!
05/24/06 by MistressJett
Made me shiver all over! I can hear you speaking the words, and... just damn. Your poem was mentioned in today's new poem reviews.

lovely
05/24/06 by ghost_girl
alessia I voted you a 5 because you made me smile. Your tender words are a soothing relief from the poetry forum, you are wise not to frequent on a day like toady' keep up the good work maria

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05/24/06 by LeBroz in —NY - too far from Atlanta
This poem was mentioned in Wednesday's New Poems Reviews.

Smooth
05/25/06 by hugo_sam in Lost in the 70's
Smooth flow with evident passion expressed well. Thanks Hugo

The Consistent Imagery...
07/03/06 by Belegon in San Diego
...and the lack of capitalization lend themselves to the vizualization I get when I read this, helping my imagination find it's way to a destination that is uniquely mine...but hopefully somewhere near where you intended the reader to wind up....well done.

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12/06/06 by Bill Dada
Very, very...fluid. I liked.

Love's new commandments
01/18/07 by vella_ms
breath taking. im glad i stole these few moments to revel in your words.

Laced with...
02/01/07 by Amyfriend in Ontario, Canada
excited passion..and brings forth beautiful images. Very well done.

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Now available on a poster! See: http://implexity.blogspot.com/2007/06/printed-poetry.html

There's Always Heaven

Tapestry

Hard leather buttons
atop cream suede
brush my lips
with cinnamon cisele

Wet crimson sheath
between passion and promise
draws my fingers
to'ard darkened depths

Warm caramel kisses
against crushed satin
pique my desire
to breathe pink

Smoky moiré sheen
over tender folds
blankets my tongue
with velvet throb

A whispered release
in panne waves
weaves my name
through dream's tapestry

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08/17/05 by LeBroz in NY - too far from Atlanta
Sensual delights of textures unfolded, you are truly ~ impressive

fascinating!
08/17/05 by sack in USA
But, what are "panne waves?" Guess I have to get out Webster!

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08/17/05 by sophia jane
Well done, Imp, as always.

Tasty and texturized
08/17/05 by neonurotic
tantalized the senses in this erotic poem, Imp. Spectacular ;)

the title grabed me
08/17/05 by Anonymous
the last verse pulled by threads from the last verse...smooth...bluerains

Gotta Love
08/18/05 by Dar~ in USA
A poem based on material. Very elegant yet delicious tremors passed through me as I read it.

I love....
08/18/05 by Anonymous
.....the way you've used fabric in the fabric of your poem. It all fits together perfectly to make a rather erotic whole.. Tess

...
08/19/05 by minsue
*wistful sigh* Gorgeous, Imp.

Wow!
08/21/05 by Anonymous
Incredible images, beautiful. You actually made me drool!!

From Under the Bridge
08/27/05 by Trolly in U S of A
Better than some. Thanx.

Surrogate Sin

The purgatory of potential
brings me to passion's altar:
prostrate acolyte.

Bless me, lover, for I would sin.

Take this, and eat of me.
The body of lust. Amen.

Though neither my hope
nor my prayer,
I lead myself into temptation.

Annoint me, lover, for I must sin.

Take this, and drink of me.
The blood of trust. Amen.

Though neither my promise
nor my pain,
he delivers only rapture.

Crucify me, lover, for I shall sin.

For thine is the kingdom
and the power
and the cock.

Hari-kari, full of disgrace
hallowed be our game
though I covet another
who art my heaven.

Before him I may kneel
in systolic communion,
but I shalt not fall
for my surrogate savior.

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08/20/05 by LeBroz in NY - too far from Atlanta
Oh, what an Imp! You speak so sweetly; I want to sin! Reminds me of an old story, the question being, "What is necessary to obtain forgiveness from sin?" as the 6 year-old answers, "Sin."

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08/20/05 by Jennifer C
Your Poem was mentioned in Saturdays Review Thanks for sharing ~ ~ Jenn

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08/20/05 by sophia jane
That's a helluva prayer Imp. Well done

oh my
08/21/05 by Anonymous
Wicked girl !!

Vivid
08/23/05 by logophile
And sharp. Your words cut through some heavy lines here and make everything oh-so-real. Nicely done.

leave it to the Imp...
08/23/05 by Belegon in Southern California
...to provide me with a new definition for "religious experience" *grin* Daring and delicious Imp.

well, bless me!
08/23/05 by OhMissScarlett in a blue state
I know you're not supposed to covet your neighbor's poem, but I really wish I'd written that one. What great rhythm. Thanks.

Let's hear a big Amen!
08/28/05 by Bill Dada in state of rapture
I am ready to drop to my knees in prayer. Finally a religion for the rest of us.

never / enough

The knife of never
forever cuts
as you hold me ever
in the stasis of hope

Ever close enough
to taste tomorrow's touch
through the fresh scars
of yesterday

Forever far enough
to make me ever ache
for any way to dull
the edge of never

Yet the knife of never
forever sharpens itself
and bloods me daily
before sheathed in silence

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Emotion
02/27/06 by hugo_sam in Lost in the '70's
The feeling of dispair and longing come forth strongly. Moving in it's simplicity. Well done. Hugo

Ouch!
02/27/06 by MistressJett
Damn, sweetie. I know that feeling all too well, and I understand how much it hurts. You put it into words very well. *hugs*

It's this part...
02/27/06 by Belegon in SoCal
...that is the clincher. "Ever close enough to taste tomorrow's touch" If all hope would finally vanish, if things were allowed to fade to memory, then that knife would dull. But to allow that to happen is against our obstinate nature. Beautiful words, mon ami.

wonderful read!
02/27/06 by oregon_gal
full of the stuff that keeps us on the edge.

ouch
02/27/06 by 4degrees
i know this kind of blade good write, hard i know. curt

Dark
03/03/06 by vampiredust
but beautiful. We all feel like this sometimes and you've described it wonderfully. Great read!

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03/04/06 by LeBroz in _NY - too far from Atlanta
A word A feeling; Both powerful weapons.

powerful....
03/05/06 by dcpoet44
nuff said......nicely done......don

mute

giving, always giving
never asking someone
(not just anyone)
for love
for me --
just me.

needing
to be a priority
to someone
(not just anyone)

but

afraid that someone
(not just anyone)
would rather leave
than sacrifice anything
for me

and

unable to tell someone
(not just anyone)
what i crave --
for wondering
if it was freely given

or

borrowed against love
would cheapen the gift
and leave the true need
unfulfilled.

thus

my silence
is ever an invitation
for someone
(not just anyone)
to read my heart.

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Givers and Takers
04/07/05 by The_Fool
Hard sometimes to know whether you can ask for love and get something back that is as honest as love freely given without the hint. As far as style, I was trouble at first by the someone (not just anyone phrasing, but the more I read it, the more I liked it because of the rhythmic repetition.

Spoke to me
04/07/05 by CrimsonMaiden
I can relate to the words of this poem. You say it so eloquently. :)

Mute...
04/07/05 by Bridget69 in Canada
speaks volumes about the silent need to be noticed and loved.

Imp~
04/07/05 by Anonymous
this is lovely. The title is perfect. ~Syn

A consumate rendition
04/08/05 by matriarch
of that sometimes overpowering yearning, that desire for someone (not just anyone) to love you........it resonates deeply inside me, and echoes my own enforced mute state. A powerful, yet gentle piece. Mat xxxx

Beautifully Non-traditional...
04/08/05 by Belegon in Southern California
...and a solid piece about the uncertainties we all face in relationships both old and new, casual and formal, defined and open to interpretation. This resonates within me.

I know what you mean
04/08/05 by rikaaim in Ohio, USA
Because I'm on the other side of your poem I know what you mean. I am the "not just anyone". Sadly. I hope your "not just anyone" sees how special you really are and does decide to sacrafice anything for you. I have made that choice for my special someone and have never been happier. I know they would do the same for me and your poem shows the same in you. You would sacrafice anything for this person. You express perfectly the emotions as well as the imagery of what your trying to convey. The format lends itself well to your point...allowing the reader short intermissions to really "think" about what you are saying. By leaving in the small gaps, one can't overlook any of the detail your trying to impress. Well done.

you really
04/08/05 by Anonymous
touched close to home with this one...very well done. Sabina

Beautiful
04/08/05 by LadyJeanne
Your work never fails to reach me. I can identify with the silence - not wanting to ask, fearing to ask, hoping you don't have to ask - and the belief that love is, or should be, freely given. Thanks, Imp. LJ

beautifully written
04/08/05 by sophia jane
I relate to this completely. Well done, Imp!

Not just anyone...
04/08/05 by Wanton Vixxxen in Misty eyed in Pennsy...
could write this exquisite piece and make it reach out from the screen and tug at the heart like you can, imp. I still feel the heart's strings pulling as I write the comment. Simply beautiful! Vixxx

not just anyone ...
04/08/05 by My Erotic Tail
could write such a masterpiece, a real pearl of a poem, I am totally impressed

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04/09/05 by Anonymous
Painful, lonely and gray is this work. Lost in the pugatory of a desperate voice... powerful in the simplicity of the desires that all hold so close to their souls.. very well done Imp.. Du Lac~

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12/22/05 by Miss Oatlash
The last stanza left me breathless.

I can relate
02/20/07 by angelicminx in love with the man of my dreams
My silence has been broken, however, because I have found my someone (not just anyone)... or should I say he's found me. :) ~Minx