That Velvet

Vote = Voice — Speak Up! 2CC45105-E580-4197-9120-35D724A74CF8

Sorry for this interruption. Feel free to ignore this section and move directly down to the poem, if you choose. The poem is much more sensual and dreamy. This first section is cold, no-filtered, stark reality — fully and sincerely expressed, as I see it. You see, I need to sum up my final, perhaps controversial thoughts, on the issue of protest, introduced here last Thursday. I have been slowly simmering since then: Love MUST win. My proud hippie soul tells me it can — it must for earth, and her human tribe to flourish. As naive and pollyanna as this may sound, I haven’t lived nearly 74 years believing that peace, love, and intelligence will find a way — to simply stand by and see these qualities of integrity snd dignity trampled beneath the feet of humankind’s baser instincts. Perhaps good people have turned the other cheek for too long. Maybe being passively resigned to the perpetraters of evil is not the way. Perhaps it requires an extreme natural culling of the tribe to remove the evil, the result of the arrogant stupidity of that group. Whether I should revel in that possibility is something my peaceful self has been truly struggling with the past few years — since the extinguishing of the Obama light. It goes against my nature. But the continuing greedy, destructive, and heartless ways must end, or perhaps be brought to an end. At my age and health, I, and most of my Aquarian generation, can’t, or won’t, effectively mount the resistance. We lack the stamina or money, or both. Too many among my generation, who may be capable, have lost the vision — turned during the mine-me-first Reagan 80’s, and the grab-fest in the years that followed. I feel we need responsible, strong young leaders to organize on a large scale, activate on a broad scale. It breaks my heart to say it — but me and my generation, we failed. Those who are coming after us, can’t afford to — or humankind and this great spaceship earth, truly are fucked! The power can belong to the young — take it, and wield it wisely! Sorry if I shocked or offended. Just the honest humble opinion of a tired old man. Not too tired to *** VOTE! VOTE! VOTE! ***

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And now {{{deep breath}}} time for the poetic entertainment:

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…inspired by the Kate Bush video, “The Sensual World”…
This is a 2nd revision of my original 2012 version.

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That Velvet

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would I were that velvet
that she reaches for so fondly
strokes with delicate pure fingers
with soft silken hands she lingers

embraces to her bosom
wraps ’round her slender shoulders
tingles with excitement
as she surrenders to its touch

would I were that velvet
that drapes her lilting essence
that falls and folds and fondles
as she ascends the stairs each night

the plush and luscious fiber
that rises on her breasts
with each soft and subtle sigh
each deep impassioned breath

oh would I were that velvet
that glides her naked form
on those sunset autumn evenings
enwraps her perfect body warm

that chills and thrills in shivers
as she opens it ‘neath moonlight
and swoons hushed smouldered gasps
as she blooms forth firm and pleasured

oh would I were that velvet
would I were that velvet
oh sweet sensuous angel
would I were
would I were

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rob kistner © 2012
(revision © 2020)

 

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56 thoughts on “That Velvet”

  1. Rob, Kate Bush has been a favorite since her first appearance on SNL in the 70s. When folks speak of Bjork and her videos, etc., I turn them on to Kate. This poem is a worthy tribute to her genius. I still have “Never Forever” on vinyl, as well as a single of “Rubberband Girl.” Gorgeous writing, Rob. Thanks, Amy

  2. …an absolute delight for senses this velvet-sparkling poem is..your lines cascade like the flow of a piano nocturne. enjoyed this so much (being Kate Bush fan as well:) thank yous for sharing.

  3. I like the interplay between the feel of skin, the texture of velvet, and desire. Velvet demands to be touched, doesn’t it? And it is so lyrical – it should have a lute accompaniment! Gorgeous stuff.

    1. Thank you Bjorn… :-). I was surprised to see Brisn’s name pop up on top. I have participatef in a number of online poetry communities over the years, dVerse being one. It may have been called “One Shot” for a while, I don’t remember. Brian and I had a mutual admiration thing going for some time, so he has posts all throughout my Image & Verse.

      1. Oh I love to see those comments including my own again… This is still lovely, and I think what you write about protests is the right thing. Our best protest is to act, we have to act…

        1. Did a bit of time traveling the other day through my blog and found this. Wanted to remdber snd renew at the same time. Also wanted to rant a bit more about love and balance…

  4. Glad they “touched” you Truedessa… 🙂 Brian is a cool guy. Haven’t communicated with him for some time now. He and I traded posts for several years. I think we may have crossed paths even before dVerse, maybe in the mid 2000’s on Dana Guthrie Martin’s ” Read Write Poem? Or maybe he posted his poems on Writer’s Island, a poetry prompt site I published from 2007-2012? Who knows? My memory loves to tease me these days… 🙂

  5. Would you were, brother. You stirred my libido, and put a smile midst my whiskers. God, 2012, just a blink–Brian Miller, what a rush, pre-d”verse–just the day before yesterday.

    1. Glad you liked this Glenn. Yeah, this was originally written for a prompt I offered on my “Writer’s Island” prompt site. It was a period when I started posting on “dVerse” and Brian was posting on my “WI”. Tess’s “Magpie Tales” was active. The “One Single Impression” and “We Write Poetry” prompt sites were both active. Can’t remeber if “Big Tent Poetry” site was offering prompts in that period. “ Sunday Scribblings” prompt site I believe was up then. Dana’s “Read Write Poem” site was gone. Those were the pinnacle years for poetry prompt sites. Great memories.

  6. a very sensual poem to stir any man’s loins!

    I also feel a residual aftermath of that ‘protest’ prompt, my OLN is a continuation of that theme. You say this well … “I feel we need young leaders to show them they need to tear away from the gadgets, games, and google” resonated deepest. Here young people are suing govt and multinationals for ‘destroying’ their planet, their future security/life. As these cases come before the courts I think it is a new way of protest, lets see how effective it is. The fact that they are legally suing has brought more attention than any march …

  7. Two very different offerings, both with impact. I went out to dinner with some of my family last night in their small town. Bad enough to go to a pub, but nobody but waitress and bartender (and me and my mother) wearing masks in the full house (one of two bars in the town.) The Pro-Doofus, Anti-Governor comments were flying liberally. I think a major culling is going to take place as these morons are proud to say Covid-19 is a big hoax. Won’t be doing that again and hope I survive it!

    The sensual poem is luscious!

    1. I have essentially remained in lock-down self-quarantine for 6 months — save the occasional day-trip into the mountains, which sadly was interrupted by a most inconvenient raging wildfire. I refuse to ho out in public — way too msnh maskless assholes… even here in the very careful PacNW. I am terrified that my wife flew last week to visit her family in northern Ohio for a month, where the maskless rednecks worship Trump and believe him that there is no Covid-19. Wonder if the fools still believe that? She is going into a mutually agreed 14-day quarantine isolation in a separate part of the house when she returns. I Thank you Lisa for the kind words about my sensualotica.

  8. Well done Rob. You shared both your hear and soul in this post! Aging is such a thief when it comes to sensuality and our bodies. We are but wrinkled crusty leaves ready to be crunched under foot! Beautiful poem! I share your feelings.

  9. I hear your deep concern for our planet and your worry for the future. It is going to all of us taking action to change our circumstances. My experience of the younger generation is very different. They are inspiring me to be bolder. And still it is sadly difficult to face where we stand today.
    Thanks for sharing your thoughts and ending with your poem.

    1. I hope your are correct Ali, about the strength of current youth, including young adults. They feel to me disconnected from the serious world by isolating in virtual clusters on the internet, or in video games — digital violence with no substance. Hope I am wrong because the world needs today’s youth to grab the reins, and steer this world out of this ever-accelerating nosedive.

  10. Well it looks like the Commander-in-Chief of all idiocy has been caught up in his own hoax now, Rob. Let’s hope he doesn’t use this one to try and hijack the election. I understand your sentiment that we need to get up and fight because the other side surely will. And I’m using the ‘worldwide we’ because I’m not American. I don’t like the idea of fighting. But imagine if we hadn’t fought Hitler?
    In stark contrast – a beautiful and sensuous poem you have shared, thank you so much, I really enjoy your musical poetry.

    1. I hear him already setting the groundwork to claim the science behind masks is proven to be a hoax, as he claims he was infected by his aid who, as he puts it, “wears lots of masks”. I am paraphrasing Ingrid, but I bet that is the crux of what he will begin claiming. I hope to hell his traveling shit-circus of imbeciles didn’t infect Joe during that cluster-fuck of a debate… that Trump turned into a debacle. You may be too young, but during the cold war of the 60’s, the Russian leader Nikita Khrushchev would disrupt the United Nations meetings, and other meetings with world leaders condemning Russia’s conduct on the world stage, by pounding his shoe on the lectern or desk. When you can’t pound on your opponents with truthful facts — pound on the desk. Trumpty Dumpty… and I hope he has a truly great fall.

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