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Poems for Ross - 1. oensuality

Poems for Ross

by AC Benus

 

 

Overview

 

Ode to those who understand

that love's not grand

 

To those without peace of mind

and hearts still to find

 

Beauty: painful, sullen still,

still the eternal hill

 

To conquer love is to sing

of the beauty of everything

 

Thus I've found you not to me

simply because it's not to be

 

For what do earthly things matter

when I think of you?

 

Ode to those who understand

that love's not grand.

 

 

Poem No. 1

 

I want to love you, I

want to embrace you, to

feel your warmth. I want

to caress your smile, and

feel your soft glowing hair.

I want to take hold of your

shoulders and gently kiss the

back of your neck, moving to

seduce an ear.

I want to caress and envelope

all the oensuality that I can give

upon you, until you, from

ecstasy can do nothing but

love and cherish me.

I want to love you.

 

Beauty, I want to sing of you

 

 

Poem No. 2

 

Oblivious to you, the joy I do derive

from your simply being alive

 

So…

By torchlight and of candle still

I write of you and love in eloquence from my quill

 

Hair of moonbeams made to golden perfection

in the sun's ever soft direction

 

Eyes that sing not of earthly things

but, of radiant eternally-young life to bring

 

Cheeks softer than anyone ever need know

features of divine-like glow

 

Such light does live in your smile

perfection's glow, I swear, all others this denied

 

Really, everything about your features does in me stir

thoughts of the ultimate lure

 

But more than your earthly traits discovered

your godly gifts give a chance for hope uncovered.

 

So…

By torchlight and of candle still

I write of you, and love, in eloquence from my quill.

span>OENSUALITY is a power of our soul reigning in the bodily senses, through which we have bodily knowledge and feeling of all bodily creatures, wherever they be. (from: http://scans.library.utoronto.ca/pdf/3/24/thedivinecloud00unknuoft/thedivinecloud00unknuoft.pdf)
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Lovely, as always, AC. I'm out of 'like's, but I will try to remember and go back when I have more. :) I had to look up "oensuality". At first, I thought it was a typo and you meant "sensuality", but then I looked it up when I saw that spelling recurring. It fits absolutely perfectly with the poem. Nicely done. :)

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On 07/13/2015 10:32 AM, Valkyrie said:

Lovely, as always, AC. I'm out of 'like's, but I will try to remember and go back when I have more. :) I had to look up "oensuality". At first, I thought it was a typo and you meant "sensuality", but then I looked it up when I saw that spelling recurring. It fits absolutely perfectly with the poem. Nicely done. :)

Thanks, Valkyrie. I have to say, when I recently saw it in my manuscript, I thought I had flubbed - but all those years ago I had very carefully written it out, so modern me was thoroughly impressed with my 19-year-old self pulling that word out of his/my/our hat! lol

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Such young love there! The way we build up our loves to such perfection. Makes me rethink the whole cynical youth discussion regarding Destiny. Maybe we aren't cynical for real, just guarding our wide open hearts? After a few attempts at love, at least my poems took on a different tone. Still loving but slightly more grounded. Not a bad thing, but I sometimes miss those intense emotions.

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Sometimes I wish I could go back to this mindset. Made me think of Mr. Chekov: 'We were never that young.' And Kirk answering 'No, we were younger.' My favorite is number two.

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Does the knowledge that these poems were written by a twenty-year-old poet influence the way they impress me ?
Yes: admiration for someone so young being able to give his feelings such beautiful wording.
The feelings love stir in a person are universal and not related to age. Therefore love poems are often timeless and disarming, as are these.
These poems are by no means immature and -like so many of your poems and stories- don't fail to resonate deep inside me.
Thanks for sharing.

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On 7/13/2015 at 1:03 AM, Puppilull said:

Such young love there! The way we build up our loves to such perfection. Makes me rethink the whole cynical youth discussion regarding Destiny. Maybe we aren't cynical for real, just guarding our wide open hearts? After a few attempts at love, at least my poems took on a different tone. Still loving but slightly more grounded. Not a bad thing, but I sometimes miss those intense emotions.

Well, Puppilull, I love your comments about protecting wide-open hearts. I feel queasy to even admit it, but my cynicism at that age was in refusing to believe Ross could have feelings for me too. My adult self looks back at how he was with me, and all seems so clear.

I wish I hadn't been so true to the 'dumb kid' norm, but I was.

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On 07/13/2015 06:37 PM, aditus said:

Sometimes I wish I could go back to this mindset. Made me think of Mr. Chekov: 'We were never that young.' And Kirk answering 'No, we were younger.' My favorite is number two.

Thanks, Adi. This is a great review, and I hope we poets can all keep a bit of our youth alive in our hearts, if only for the sake of our work.

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On 7/13/2015 at 6:21 AM, J.HunterDunn said:

Does the knowledge that these poems were written by a twenty-year-old poet influence the way they impress me ?

Yes: admiration for someone so young being able to give his feelings such beautiful wording.

The feelings love stir in a person are universal and not related to age. Therefore love poems are often timeless and disarming, as are these.

These poems are by no means immature and -like so many of your poems and stories- don't fail to resonate deep inside me.

Thanks for sharing.

Ah, you seem to know exactly what I want to hear the most. It has not been an easy task to go through my early writings, especially as some of my poetic conceits were pretty naïve (like why didn't I even try back then to make the sixth stanza of the 'Overview' rhyme..? I have no idea) but I have been faithful to the way I wrote them.

This is a beautiful review; thank you for adding it.

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On 07/14/2015 01:01 AM, Defiance19 said:

Young love...These are beautifully expressed.

Thanks, Defiance19! My poet's soul thrives on hearing praise like 'beautiful.'

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I don't know why, AC, but as I was reading these, why did I have images of the Rubaiyat running through my head? Such simple words taken separately or in lines, but combined to form a sense of perfect love for the gods to envy.
I'll hit 'Like' when I get some back...though that is thoroughly inadequate for the feelings you've created with your words, and in my heart.

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On 07/14/2015 11:13 AM, ColumbusGuy said:

I don't know why, AC, but as I was reading these, why did I have images of the Rubaiyat running through my head? Such simple words taken separately or in lines, but combined to form a sense of perfect love for the gods to envy.

I'll hit 'Like' when I get some back...though that is thoroughly inadequate for the feelings you've created with your words, and in my heart.

Thank you, ColumbusGuy, for a heartfelt review. I feel honored to receive it.

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AC, these are beautiful, tender and show your rising talent. You are not capable of writing less than your soul. Beauty and love flow from your pen. I never tire of reading how you see things.
Beautiful, incredible. I feel so very lucky to have to opportunity read them.

 

tim

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On 10/1/2015 at 7:06 PM, Mikiesboy said:

AC, these are beautiful, tender and show your rising talent. You are not capable of writing less than your soul. Beauty and love flow from your pen. I never tire of reading how you see things.

Beautiful, incredible. I feel so very lucky to have to opportunity read them.

 

tim

Thank you, Tim, for your beautiful praise. Your support of my work is greatly appreciated, and to be quite honest, your poetry postings have made me a little self conscious about how truly 'early' my early work was. It lacked experience, and that is what shines through so stunningly well in your verse.

Thanks again!

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I cannot say enough about the grace and eloquence of these early poems. Ross must have been both lucky and beautiful. Poem No. 1 spoke to me particularly - so sensual, so evocative. And how old and wintry the writer sounds in the first poem! Thank you for sharing these intensely personal verses.

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On 1/20/2016 at 1:11 PM, Parker Owens said:

I cannot say enough about the grace and eloquence of these early poems. Ross must have been both lucky and beautiful. Poem No. 1 spoke to me particularly - so sensual, so evocative. And how old and wintry the writer sounds in the first poem! Thank you for sharing these intensely personal verses.

Gosh, Parker, thank you for the review! Beautiful he was…

That first poem was rather like an exploration for me, and even thinking about it now – or, about me rushing to my desk one January twilight to write it – feels full of adrenaline, mystery, and yes, danger too.

Thank for your wonderful comments, and 'how old and wintry the writer sounds' is pure poetry in itself (especially as it fits me currently to a tee ;) ).

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