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    Apr092013

    Power Tool Poetry

           Writing poetry is sometimes like calligraphy; a sensitive and expressive instrument gently flowing over a piece of soft, textured paper. And sometimes, writing poetry is like wielding a power tool; aggressively using a big, heavy, loud, mayhem machine to get the job done, no matter what. My best poetry writing is often a bit of both.
           When I write my best poetry, I’m passionately and emotively using a custom made, highly sensitive, deceptively delicate chainsaw to powerfully carve my feelings into a slab of concrete. Preserving, for all time, how I felt in that moment.
           Over the past six months or so, I’ve written some beautiful poetry. A lot of it about a woman I was madly in love with. I’ve been reluctant to post those poems, because I wanted to give them to her, in some grand fashion, when the time was right, if we ever reconciled. Well, that’s not going to happen. So now there’s no reason not to share them. There's no reason not to expose the concrete slab of emotion that I created.....

     

    Risk your desire
    My beloved
    And throw yourself into this fire

    If we go together
    We can not get burned
    For the flames will not consume us
    But fuel the engine of our appetite

    Our tender flesh will not be scorched
    But glow
    Our hearts ignite
    When we touch
    Our souls tremble

    Do not be afraid
    I am in this fire with you
    And I will never let you go
    No matter what

    If you ever cry out in pain
    I will absorb your agony
    And let you breathe again

    If you should shudder in fear
    I will embrace you
    And steady your discontent

    If you recoil from the heat
    I will not hide
    But open myself to you even more
    I will spread my arms
    Bathe in the warmth
    And hold a space
    So that you may move towards me again

    And when you laugh from the boundless joy of our union
    I will laugh with you
    And amplify our sound so loudly
    That we become deaf to everything
    Except the music of you and I

    Together in this fire
    My beloved
    We Crackle and Dance and Burn Brightly
    To a colorful symphony of our own creation

                                   

                                              - Clint Piatelli

     

    ©2013 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart, and Red F Publishing. All Rights Reserved.

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