Gullible sounds of city’s bones
crunch under my heels –
it’s powerful.
But so is your desire for me.
I told you many times,
I’m contagious.
Like a yawn,
that travels in waves of unspoken words,
yet everybody hears them.
Sometimes I wonder,
why can’t I hear you calling my name
anymore,
and then I remember –
I asked you not to.
Yet here I am,
thinking about you again.
And wanting to be touched
by your words –
it’s like a challenging game.
And I like playing.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
So powerful, Owl. You just have a way with words that performs so smoothly and beautifully, paints a very good picture. Great work on this one! 🙂
Thanks Amanda! It’s so nice to see you here!
Keep doing this vocal poetry and you’ll have the whole blogging community in love with you. It’s too much to resist.
You think that would be the outcome? What about you personally? 😉
That outcome is better kept to myself.
Enjoy your day.
Im sorry.
playing
with
food
~
talons
squeezing
mice
Enjoying the victim
savouring taste
mouthfull
Lovely pictures you paint with your words Miss Owl. Contagious indeed!
As long as being contagious doesn’t become unwelcome and irritating to others.
Never!
🙂
I seem to remember a quiet, shy girl who had insecurities about her voice. I don’t think she is around anymore.
Do you miss her?
Only my relationship with her. Do you?
I never miss anything about myself. Well… If I wasnt such a persona non grata on your blog, i would visit more often.
speechless
Dont be.
Beautifully crafted with a sweetness of longing and loss. Wonderful to read and to listen to.
Thank you, dear.
You’ve been widowed for 10 years and longer? If he was so perfect that you couldn’t possibly find anyone else in your life again, you ought to be spending time with your children. And if your children are parents too busy, then you can spend time with your grandchildren because their parents are probably too busy for them. They will make you feel young again so that you can write happier poetry. You can relive your childhood with them and help them grow through your experience. It’s a win-win scenario.
Your ability to capture an emotion is outstanding. Spoke to me deeply, dear friend.
Thanks so much, it’s music to my ears.
why can’t I hear you calling my name
anymore,
and then I remember –
I asked you not to.
After years of trying to figure out what is going on I actually understand the logic of these lines. Well done
No logic, right?
There is logic, but elusive. (took a while and many failures to figure it out) Great stuff.
Well, a smart man always get there in the end.
thankya, thankya very much.
Wonderfully stated…
Thank you… 🙂
Oh the power that words can have over us, the things they can make us feel….and do! Your words have a power that defy any description words can muster! Beautiful as always dear ❤️
Have you ever wondered, why some people’s words touch us? Is it because the words were weaved in a talented manner, or is it because we develop a connection with those people first and then the words they say touch and influence us?
I think its really a mixture of both. Obviously the words have to be woven in a talented manner to begin with to draw the other persons attention but after that it becomes sort of like being under a spell, you only say the spell once but its effects can last forever 😉
So are you implying that talented people have magical powers? Like witches or wizards? 😛
Maybe, are you implying the people in question are talented? 😉
I’m asking if you think I’m a witch 😛
Yes, but only because I’m a wizard!
Swoons,
B~xx
Hugs xx
Lusty! I love it.
Lusty’s good.
Always! Great job.
Oh C. Owl, I need to remember not to listen to your voice so early in the morning before work. It’s infectious in the most beautiful way possible and makes me lose track of time. I should be getting ready! *runs off*
p.s. I hope you have a fabulous day today.
Oh darling, that just makes me giggle 😀 thanks for being so sweet.
Good Lord, Ms. Owl, between your exquisite prose & sublime voice, I believe I’ve been touched by a goddess of poetry. So moving…the moment you started speaking, my attention was yours to hold. Beautiful!!
Jo, you are so brilliant. Always with the best praise, always kind to me, always making me feel like I’m the queen of the hill 😉 Thanks. To be the goddess in your eyes is something godly itself. 🙂
And yet… Yes, you are contagious.
I (don’t) try to be.
your push/pull at love must exasperate some
Because love is such a feisty topic for me, I approach it from different sides 🙂
Simply enchanting. Thank you.
Enchanting? Why, thank you.
Beautiful poem & accompanying voice clip, your voice is haunting & the way you linger over words make them all the more powerful.
“Sometimes I wonder…..I asked you not too”, is the part that resonated with me the most, in fact it kind of hit me in the gut as it’s exactly how I’m feeling in relation to a boy.
Your writing is really something!
I’m so glad you related to this. My poetry is often a bit twisted and doesn’t make sense, so when people understand/relate to, I’m more than happy and smiling like a kid.
Thank you for stopping by!
Nice listening to you…and that music in the background, just far enough back. Love way you cut it off at the end….listened to it twice.
Thats an honour. Twice? I never listen back to my own voice, otherwise i would never be satisfied with it. So im smiling that you indulged in it more than once 🙂
Love your voice….love how the recording picked up your breath….intimate.
You noticed that, huh? Big smiles about that here.
I did a soundcloud last night – hilarious, not quite as sultry as your haunting voice Ms Owl. You have played with your words and we read with a *sigh*. Seriously lovely effort and I think the men-folk will be swooning ‘just that little bit more’ when they hear you 🙂 xx
Oh sheesh, my voice is nothing but annoying the majority of the time. I need to head to soundcloud and listen to yours! Your poetry is sultry and witty, which is exactly what i like! X
No it isn’t – you sounded great. Hopefully you won’t cringe at mine – smiles – thank you for the lovely compliment xx
Very beautiful ❤
Thank you dear 🙂
I liked the poem, I loved the yawn part and I loved the hot-cold-wise entwining that I felt like was happening between the sentences 🙂
Thanks girl! I really tried to express the hot/cold message and you got it just right 🙂
“contagious/Like a yawn”
It is weird how that simile works in this very different context.
My first proper Soundcloud experience; thank you.
Your voice?
Have to find out how Sound cloud works now.
Thanks, I think.
Good writing.
Yes, all mine. Pictures and voice on my blog – always mine. Glad the first soundcloud experience was pleasant for you. It’s not that difficult to figure soundcloud out, but let me know if you need any help.
Thanks once again.
Contagious indeed. The kind of ‘ill’ I would happily continue having. 😉
Oh and your voice as well… *swoon*
Contagious in the house of ills 😀
Not moving outta that house 😉
Strong and with tiny bits of lust – the way I like it 🙂
Lust is limited lately 🙂