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    Parker Owens
  • Parker Owens
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  • 03/15/2022
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Terpsichore Behind the Mask - 6. Cascarda and Pavane

p> I’m grateful to @AC Benus and @asamvav111 for their help in editing and arranging these. For those who need the caution, these poems are frankly erotic. Errors of any kind are my own.

Cascarda

 

What I seek

the hand of fate denies,

so subtle humor and secret smiles

that might have beguiled my eyes shine on another,

no less estimable man than I,

nor worthier, but more

fortunate.

 

I don’t know

the man whose dream I shared

for one brief hour in the summer night;

I woke at dawn unable to recall his name,

yet I swear my fingers knew his skin,

and my tongue still savored

his salt taste.

 

He drew me

into his warm embrace

where no kiss or whispered word was spared,

nor any inch of skin untouched by his lean frame,

while with his fingers did he trace mine

to render my senses

overwhelmed.

 

I felt him

knocking at my entrance,

asking permission to come inside;

my door is narrow but welcomed him nonetheless

for my halls would embrace this lover,

stretching easily

in my room.

 

It’s not sex

for which we are condemned,

As few deny or dim our pleasure;

but rather it is for affection we are scorned,

hands held, an arm round a lover’s waist,

heads on shoulders, claiming

equal love.

 

 

 

Pavane

Memory

walks shaded streets with you,

and splashes cool water at the beach;

retreats to the sofa in the heat of the day;

recollection snuggles close and safe,

feels you stir and rise to

lie with me.


I thank anyone who has taken the time to read all six of these dance sets. I appreciate your being patient enough to do so. I must reinforce my sense of gratitude to @AC Benus and @asamvav111 who were most helpful in making these poems better. Many thanks to them and to you who read.
Copyright © 2022 Parker Owens; All Rights Reserved.
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I am grateful you took time to read Terpsichore. I must also repeat my deep thanks to @AC Benus for his invention and sharing of this poetic form, and for his help in editing and beta reading. I'm also thankful to @asamvav111 for his beta reading, and suggestions. If you have any comments or thoughts to share, I'd be happy to see them. Any sort of response is welcome.
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Parker Owens
2 hours ago, JACC said:

Reading your dances has indeed been a treat in itself. Thanks for writing, for crafting these beautiful verses and sharing them with us. I’ve enjoyed them all, don’t keep us waiting for too long to post more of your poetry!

You’re very kind in your comments. I’m immensely glad you have enjoyed these dances. As for more poetry, I’m hoping this spring will provide more inspiration. 

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6 hours ago, AC Benus said:

There is something so unadorned (...spare, perhaps...) about the tone of Cascarda that it immediately beguiled me. Although, if I'm honest, it's a melancholic poem too; bittersweet. I feel you selected a purposeful pair of strong poems to close out the collection. Bravo, maestro! 

Out of the whole collection, the two poems you noted were particular favorites. There is a kind of melancholy air to these. I tried to recall those sunlit pre-pandemic summer days, and with them, a hope for their return. You are so kind with your words, and generous with your talent. Thank you. 

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4 hours ago, Aditus said:

Cascarda was like watching them through a chiffon veil.

Pavane felt like a forever memory to savour.

This is a wonderful collection, a real masterpiece. Thank you.

You put it very well; perhaps it’s as if our view is slowly fading. You’re right that Pavane should feel like a treasured memory, never to be forgotten. Thank you very much for reading this collection, and for your most kind comments. 

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