Orgasmical tragedy.

she slips
to winter’s underclothing and embrace;
as if a prowl of death in the sun’s hands
is unseen to the bed of bruised gardenias.
taken into stone, of the poet, the wonders of silhouettes dancing
in orgasmical tragedy,
hypnotically then with shared suffering.

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Written for the dVerse prompt: Write a quadrille with the word embrace in it.




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  1. I love the title. I imagine some wild Victorian woman dancing about yelling that. 😀
    I also really like the image of “a prowl of death in the sun’s hands.”
    I not quite certain I completely understand the poem, but love and death, and orgasm is “the little death” . . .

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  2. “the wonders of silhouettes dancing in orgasmical tragedy,” is such a strong and poignant image! 💝

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  3. “Hypnotically” is the key word. Love it!

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  4. This piece is beautiful to read yet there is that underlying sense of cruelty about it as well, as if the words are mirrored and the reflection shows the tarnish the words never will. Love it!

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    • Oh yes, there are undertones of cruelty and toxicity. You are spot-on with your interpretation of my poem. Thank you so much for the beautiful comment. It means a lot, especially coming from you, a very talented poet. ❤

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  5. I can really feel this; when even the shadows mock you with lustful dances… maybe that’s when you know you are utterly alone.

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  6. Excellent title – it draws the reader in to what turns out to be a most tragic tale. The unfortunate heroine nevertheless is mourned in a spectacular poet’s song!

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  7. It feels like a sisterhood of victims under a harsh glare of the sun. I could be way off on that. The poem has harshness as well as deep sadness to it from where I’m sitting.

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  8. The bed of bruised gardenias is such a magical line of double meaning. Sweet but sorrowful. I enjoyed the melancholy of this quadrille.

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  9. When the harshness of white winter dresses the flowers all they can do is… dance
    in orgasmical tragedy,
    hypnotically then with shared suffering.

    Well done Lucy!

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  10. “shadows dancing” “hypnotically” gives shape and motion to this dark piece. Orgasm has been a naughty pleasure for centuries. Thank Eros we are woke about it presently.

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  11. Genuinely love the language here. Reading the poem aloud has a particular pleasure to it, and I feel like if this is your general quality of writing, I’m going to enjoy following your works.

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    • I would say this is how my writing generally is, but I will let you be the judge of that overtime. Thank you so much for your kindness and feedback. I do hope you enjoy the upcoming content. ❤ ❤

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  12. Well, this lady wonders just how ‘orgasmical’ could be tragic …. Well done, Ms. Lucy.

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  13. Another masterpiece as only you can write them Lucy. This was magnificent – “as if a prowl of death in the sun’s hands
    is unseen to the bed of bruised gardenias” ☺️💕

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  14. The underlying sadness, and maybe a hint of toxicity, makes this such a beautiful verse.

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  15. Having read this several times, I still don’t feel wise enough to comment intelligently upon it, Lucy, but I do feel fairly humbled.

    -David

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  16. your choice and arrangement of words never cease to amaze me, toxic relationship by using ‘winter’ ‘bruised’ ‘suffering’ … an unhealthy relationship damages

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  17. I love this, Lucy, especially the way you play with words, such as ‘slips’ (also women’s undergarments), and the image of that ‘bed of bruised gardenias’ and the ‘silhouettes dancing in orgasmical tragedy’. It reminds me a little of Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters, a Victorian tale of repressed sexuality.

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  18. Such tragedy – “then with shared suffering”, potent.

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  19. Wow! Dynamite title! Evocative piece in shades of darkness.

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  20. Love the title and the idea of a fallen relationship behind all the poetic images. “Bruised gardenias” is a stirring image. ✨

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  22. A bed of bruised gardenias……this is a STUNNING image!
    The gardenia has always been a favorite flower of mine….as a high school and university student, if ever I were to receive a corsage for a dance, I always asked for a gardenia. And how quickly they became damaged with the wearing….bruised is the perfect word for what happened to them….even when untouched, once upon the wrist.

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    • How did I miss this comment? My apologies for that!

      Thank you so very much for the kind words. That is very funny about the gardenia becoming damaged, and ironically, I know nothing about them. When I was in high school, my teacher loved them and she was shocked how I never saw the flower in real life lol (I wrote a poem about them, I believe).

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  23. Thank you for sharing!

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