You
promised me
Carefully polished
leather and direct words
that would make me quiver.
Shivering veins of my naive young
body were promised to pump
lust and obedience – a
substance I have
never
yet
experienced
hands were meant
to be guiding me through
ups and downs of my breathing
chest, that holds a heart –
excited and fast for a
moment like this.
A mental
virginity
taken
away
from
me.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
Excellent!
Thank you!
You are most welcome
Owl,
Just read your apology! Screw them! Let me inform you of a great slogan in Advertising as stated by my sister with a Masters in it, “Any Publicity Is Good Publicity”. Let them bitch and enjoy the attention…..claudy PS It took a fag to tell you to blow them off! They are flushable items. Push them to the top for everyone to read. Because we and I want to defend you know…..
I must say that is the first time I have had sex like that! Or was it Love? Not sure but I wanted a cigarette after reading it! Thanks. That Is Greatly Well Done……claudy
I am so glad you put the like button back….
Loved the way you wrote this.
xoox
Wow……. just brilliant. X
The new format looks great! As always I’m savoring your writing. 😉
Love the style, love the prose 🙂
Hey stranger! Hope you had lovely holidays. All good with you? 🙂
Ever the way with words!
Trying 😉
*Succeeding
I didn’t see the original, but this works so very well… I like it, but I can’t LIKE it, have you changed the settings? Or am I being blind?? Cheers J
I took the LIKE button down. But im thinking to bring it back 😉
Makes sense – didn’t even know you could do that – am learning everyday! Cheers J
Blimey, I right the substantial nature (nature/owl geddit!) and the more visceral nature of your work. It is a nice contrast.
Promised…but was it all delivered?
No. But it was because of my choice. Or cowardliness.
Oh no… Next time?
xoox
Wow. So powerful!
Thanks E!
You’re welcome, Owl!
Liked this. Was a pick me up on Sunday
Thats good. I wanted a positive outcome.
I really like how this flowed. The imagery of working with leather and carrying that over and then the mental virginity line, brilliant! 😀
Im actually surprised that mental virginity phrase caught people’s eyes.
Really? I am surprised that you were surprised. Very well done with it all. 🙂
Again, I love this poem! I love how the structure displays discipline which contrasts with the abandonment of self in this exchange yet mirrors the disciplinary nature of ‘polished leather & direct words’- very evocative!
You pick on the key lines in my poetry and it makes me smile to know that im doing something right. Thank you so much for staying such a great support of my work.
uh, my computer just erupted in flames, and so did i. i assume that is what you were aiming for!!
Yes i was! Ha! Smile on my face knowing that i can still manage to create flames with my words 😉
Love the concept of mental virginity.
Well done, you beautiful owl, you.
Thank you… Your appreciation means a pretty big deal for me.
Ah, a switch.
The top becomes the bottom.
How aMusing.
The master becomes a student again.
Enjoy him. He’ll give you quite a ride.
I wanted to add something a good friend of mine just reminded me of:
“So many dominant types are fraught with emotionally damaged personalities.
You have to be really, really, REALLY careful in choosing people with whom you’d be willing to surrender control, especially if you yourself are emotionally fragile to begin with. And especially in the world of online – with precious little verification available, and the tendencies of these posers to make themselves appear far more interesting and far more put together than they are in real life.”
Please, be careful. I’m not so sure you know what you are in for.
Aftercare is SO important for the sub…but some Masters won’t give it.
You could end up emotionally fragile. You have to be so careful who you’re going to learn from.
Have fun, but be safe.
I have NO reason to care, except I don’t want to see another woman destroyed by someone like that. If your master is who I suspect it is, you aren’t the first, and you won’t be the last. It’s not about you…it’s never been about ANY of the women…it’s about him.
Hmmm. Now i wonder, if others think the same as you. Just to clear the air – im not a sub for anybody. Never was, online or not. Was i interested? At some point, yes. Did it happen? No. Neither in real life, nor in any virtual setting.
I agree, one must be very careful. Because its the mind you trust with, along with the body.
Surprised a little of your assumptions about me, but thank you for your honest comment. I will take care nonetheless.
I am glad to be wrong. Truly. I don’t normally interfere in anybody else’s business. It’s just…I know from personal experience.
I am highly intuitive, but I admit I have been wrong before. I am glad I am this time.
I hope you’ll forgive the intrusion. I’m not assuming anything and if I could have taken this privately, I would have.
I didn’t look to see if you had an email where I could ask you privately.
Despite the obvious command of your writing craft, I sense a vulnerability in you and there are some people who prey on that. The change in your poetry and your discussions about it left me wondering what was up.
If I read the situation wrong, I really apologize. I’d rather be embarrassed for being wrong, than see another woman taken for a ride.
I learned my lesson and I’m sensitive to those who may be his next victim. He’s been on your blog before…playing with you, and you with he. And strangely absent from the commentary of this post. And that doesn’t surprise me, either.
At least for a while, he had you in his sight. I know this. I know him. I know the game he plays. If he doesn’t have you in his web, I’m glad. Very glad.
That’s the last I’m going to say about it.
Be well…
All the best to you. Keep experimenting with your poetry, it’s quite nice.
She’s in good hands, that would never do anything close to what you’re describing. She is loved and adored, nothing more!
I’m glad. I just know the stalker I’m talking about. He’s hurt women and I thought he was stalking her too. It troubled me to see it….
And I apologize if I offended anyone. I won’t say anything else.
Hi. I wake up to people playing heroes here and even though I thought I wont say anything more after your comments yesterday, waking up to more of them made me want to say something.
I’ll be honest. It irritated me to see that you cant leave this thing alone. Fair enough, you had a thing with him and its all ended now i assume or something along those lines, he probably stalked you, etc etc. but I hate dramas like that. Neither in virtual, nor in real life, I want to be involved in situations like that.
You warned me earlier on, thank you. I believe I have a perfectly good head on my shoulders to decide for myself. The ironic thing is, I have nothing to do with that man and I told you that ALREADY, yet you still are here, saving me. Flattered as I am, I dont need to be saved. Im not some bimbo im her twenties that doesnt know what she is doing. You mentioned that you think i might like older men fawning over me… How old do you think i am? I aint that young as you assume.
So thank you for all your concerns, but I would like this to be the end of this childish online drama over nothing.
I’d say you were in your 40s, like me.
It’s not childish, it’s deadly serious. But if it makes you feel better to ridicule it and me, go right ahead.
Age is irrelevant to him.
We had a four year correspondence. I know him quite well. He spilled open a lot of his secrets. He was a delightful companion when he was stable. Prone to delusions and paranoia when he was not.
He took down his blog because I warned him not to hurt you.
It’s fine that you feel the way you do about me. I’d rather be wrong (and ridiculed) than right and see another woman be hurt because I stood by and said nothing.
Peace to you and yours.
For the last time and I will leave this for good.
I am not talking to him.
He wants nothing from me.
I have no intentions in entering any virtual (or not) communications with men, sub/dom or not.
This post was not written about him
That’s fine. Thanks.
It’s nice to know there are still good people out there who are looking out for others, thank you for being such a person!
Thanks. I wasn’t sure I was doing the right thing, but I didn’t want to see anyone else hurt.
At the end of the day,
it’s the words whispered
softly, in such a way
as to make all our desires
realized the very moment
that hot, bated breath
hits our awaiting ear.
Awaiting ear… Eager to hear the confession of lust.
Late April
that awaiting ear
will at last get
the lustful gust
of a confession
it waits so
patiently for now!
you make me swoon
I love the game you seem to play with letters of digital ink 🙂
Its a fight with words, to make those digital letters spell out my thoughts.
😉
It´s good. You change the the shape of verses! And you did something with a dots, comas and capital letters. Also, This poem is weird heart beat or digital equalizers when you lean head to the right side.
Thats what i thought myself after i posted and tilted my phone sideways! Haha.
So much about syncing…of the thoughts!
(:
Enjoy the rest of the evening…
Format is always interesting to consider. This is the only version I have read, so cannot comment on the changes as others have done.
But the content? Seems to be different in that this protagonist seems happy to temporarily (at least) give away control for the moment.
It is different, that’s true. I guess i needed a change. And a need to get some bottled up things out.
As all owls know a change is as good as a nest.
😉
That perked my Sunday morning up
Glad to do so…
An interesting and thought provoking title. The ‘new’ structure complements it nicely. 🙂
Im trying new ways to express myself 🙂
That’s good 🙂
You changed the structure, I commented but it’s now gone 😦 I don’t think I can remember exactly what I wrote, but it was along the lines of the mind knowing lust, long before the body does. This was quite subservient, submissive. You wrote it well, very emotive. Xx
I was trying to be quick with changing the post, but for some reason i messed up and had to repost it…. But i did have enough time to read your comment.
You know, i dont know where my thoughts and inspiration comes out of lately. I daydream a lot about things that never happened. Or that happened long time ago. Then a line pops in my head and i usually take it from there. This specific poem was something that longed to do, but never did. X
Then how you wrote and why has answered my question ~ smiles. Keep daydreaming, for this is where the dormant come to life xx
thrills
spills
of
trust
…
and lust
Interesting – why the change?
Its because im ocd how the formatting looks like *blush*