Sunday, June 15, 2014

Your Face



The first time,
nostalgia came over me;
like looking at a picture of myself
I had never seen.

I gazed, second person,
mute, hungry voyeur;
your suited and booted margins
pleasingly familiar.

Something sexy happened.

Your eyes spoke;
I could lip-read them.
Hush! this is the year of the tiger.
Let's lunch forever.

Now, a visual condiment;
ferocious but pensive,
piquant, like ketchup
with an indefinite shelf life.


tk/June 2014 


Beautiful read by R.A.D. Stainforth...love how he nearly sings the opening line... 





34 comments:

  1. suited and booted margins

    But what lies within those boundaries, that's the question...

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  2. lip reading eyes...and lunch forever...yes

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  3. A lunch forever.. I like that...

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  4. "Your eyes spoke;
    I could lip-read them."

    What a tasty, sexy kiss this would be...

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  5. ah nice image of the eyes speaking
    and being able to lip read them..
    year of the tiger..who know what
    this year might hold..

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  6. to look at your self and see someone new.. what an experience to have!! brilliant!! :)

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  7. A beautiful read, especially the last verse.

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  8. Strange name for a kid "Nostalgia" , but so sensuously eloquent , as always

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  9. oh yum! Those last four lines are delicious!

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  10. indefinite shelf life..very nice:)

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  11. Hopeful, but with delicious words rolling off the tongue, even if smothered with piquant ketchup. Wonderful words - giving rise to different emotions in me, but more important, they create a real love of poetry in me.

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  12. 'ferocious but pensive'

    . . . sounds a rare combination even in the year of the tiger.

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  13. This is a great one. "Something sexy happened!"

    You know, it does sound like R.A.D. Stainforth could have a very nice singing voice! Now that you mention it, I picture this whole thing wrapped in soft wings just waiting to burst forth as a song, metamorphosed - his low border-melody semi-staccato delivery just as suggested in this first line, only giving the sing-song underneath it more permission to stretch out, breathe and further unspool into the lines. Nothing show-offy! None of your trilling ululations. Just a voice saying words simply in tune, understated melodically like a wry and wiser Bernard Sumner - only with poetry to sing instead of, well, New Order lyrics. The music, too, could be drawn from a sort of New Order style! Except kill the electronics, pull it off life support and let the tune jump up from its sickbed jolted on acoustic strum and deep slap, thrum and gong of such improvised instruments as a daft genius might cobble and clang together from a junkyard, to record an album with.

    Hm. Tangent. Sorry! This is a poem! I A poem is not a potential set of lyrics, waiting to become a song. Fie, fie upon't. A poem does not need music, because it already is.

    Nevertheless, I'd kind of like to give that album a spin huh?

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    1. Mr. Stainforth has a very nice singing voice...he also has an extensive music background...count me in for the lyrics...an album could be a very interesting project, Dogimo...

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    2. It sure could be! I will rely on you for updates as/if it materializes. What could such a project be called...? Stainforth-Kincaid has quite a class ring to it.

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  14. Elegant and graceful; impressive...

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  15. Loved the lines "like looking at a picture of myself / I had never seen." Just wonderful! :)

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  16. Oh, especially 'with an indefinite shelf life.' ...charme...

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  17. Lovely scrumptious write. Lip reading eyes - lovely stuff.
    Anna :o]

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  18. I like the indefinite shelf life.

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  19. When he looks into the camera, my heart jumps and beats faster. Your awesome writing and his awesome ... whatever that is, is a great combination.

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    1. Thank you Marcheline...Kincaid/Stainforth is a good thing...

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  20. Thanks for your kind and generous comments, dear readers...

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  21. Nostalgia can be a bitch. Lol! Nice write Tess and loved RAD's voice too.

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  25. Your words resonate ... beautiful poem :-)

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  26. Your eyes spoke;
    I could lip-read them.
    ... ahh this captures the special connection beautifully. Definitely 'lunch forever'. Well done, Tess.

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  27. "Let's lunch forever" - that's lovely.

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― O. Henry (and me)