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A little change of pace, for you, dear reader
Here’s a link to a poem, from one of my other Tumblr’s, and to the image, also on Tumblr, that “inspired” my poem. This image is non-commercial, and I hope that the combination may be “pleasing” to you. Words fail here, as intimations of reality, as words and flesh merge in the mind.
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Beckoning and Reckoning
<>/p> With no subscription present, their torrid action turns tepid, even as their consummation beckons toward you. They put their own flows on hold to await your flow of funds. Will you flow and let them float you away, or are you saving it for another day, your assets, for another show, or maybe no show, (should a spouse appear and make that flow her own). Fantasy lives yours alone, fantasy always lives. Beckoning and Reckoning, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
Refugee From Poetry
I flee, a refuge from poetry. My sweetnesses refused, I’ve been entrapped in the trap called “donations denied,” which binds donations to self-valuation, and self-worth to wealth.
Nothing that’s well, comes from this. Only unwrit poems and reveries remain to pick up the slack, and mind the store. But these are without substance and abiding form, cut off from greater things, because their owner shorted his worth and drove his price way down.
Play enters, itself, its own reward, and rescues creativity, that old cast-away, from atrophy.
Old shades fade, midst new growth, and play, like a tiny mammal. peers out, and begins its day.
Refugee From Poetry, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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Here's an image of the lovely lady who inspired my poem, The Lure of the Amateur, which you could read in my previous post with poem - for now, enjoy the short vid that inspired the poem -- just click on Image, then Video, then Play video. Enjoy.
Please note, some of the sites in the above network(s) are functioning, but may not have been updated for a while. The owner/administrator of the network is Carol Cox of iAmateurs, originally WildRose.net. She’s from Montreal, Canada and an early pioneer in creating and promoting internet porn (she’s also on Wikipedia, if you want to know more). She’s also known for her sexual get-together’s with her many fans, and filming this. It appears that such fans literally like getting off on being porn stars for a day…or, who knows, maybe longer. There are lots of sites in the above network(s) to keep you busy – I would check with her about the current status of a particular site, if you’re not sure how actively it’s updated. By all means, feel free to contact the performer(s) of the site, like the lovely Jaclyn, shown above. Then, maybe, you can write and submit a poem, and be Guest Poet for the day, here on Pornsitereviews-in-Verse.Tumblr.com
My Pornstar Gift
You are my girlfriend porn star gift from Unfailing Sensation and Fulfilled Expectation, flowery on me in words, hovering over me in deeds, oh, flowing me. There is no blame, no guile, though you’re with me for only a while, outsourcing your landscape in layers that lather me with what we share, bubbling on the very tip of reality, your lips, oh, your lips on the very tip of my being topple me back into your body.
My Pornstar Gift, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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Haiku for Devochka Imago
As she moves outward
from her shadow her spirit
starts to grow and glow.
Haiku for Devochka Imago, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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Hello Again, Dear Readers and Viewers,
I promised you poems on the IFeelMyself site, and I did post over 15 poems for you on the site, which I hope you enjoy. I subscribed for a month and that sub has ended. In the best tradition of the Web, IFM offers a lot for free, and the premium content for a fee. The pics on my poem pages are the free content, with the videos to the dead links on those images, being the paid content. I've written hundreds of poems on erotic images on my erotic poetry sites on Tumblr, particularly my http://eroticpoems.tumblr.com which many of you have already discovered. But on IFM, I felt that I really needed to see the videos in order to write the poems -- while sexually provocative, the still life images were not sufficiently poetically evocative for me, to write the poems.
I do plan on resubscribing to IFM at some point, but I can't afford to do this very often. This matter is in your hands, to some degree, for if two subscriptions to IFM come in through any of my affiliate -type links, on all my erotic poetry sites on Tumblr, then, I get a one-month free subscription to IFM.Then, I could write some more poems, and post them here, in my erotic poetry sites on Tumblr. Alternatively, if viewers Donate, via my Papal link, even a few dollars, or even one dollar, I could start to accumulate money toward my next subscription to the site. You could add a message to the donation, and if you'd like to see me write poems for a different site, which you have in mind. In that case, please just let me know, and I would consider subscribing to that site, so long as I felt able to compose poems, based on the site's particular images or videos.
I Feel Myself is almost unique among erotic art sites, in having a Forum. As far as I know only, in addition to IFM, only Literotica has a Forum.The IFM Forum is free for anyone to read, but requires membership to post. I did make one post in my all-too-brief time as a subscriber (as Philopoet - I don't mind sharing my screen-name with you here). I wrote that I found male-female images/vid arousing, compared to the female-only sex, which seemed to be more rousing, even lyrical, because of all the female sounds of sex. Many writers in the IFM Forum (male writers, I think) wrote that they found the sexual sounds of the women also very powerful. Woman as whore shifts to its other polarity, woman as goddess. What if I combine these two motifs in a poem, a la Hegel, the famous 19th century German philosopher, whose method consist of combining opposites into something qualitatively new? I find Hegel's thinking very provocative. Stay tune for new poem from me on this theme, which I'm planning on calling To The Masturbating Muses Of I Feel Myself. You like that title?
Meanwhile, I'll continue to browse the web and peruse the erotica I find, with writing poems, in mind. But I already have affiliate links to two fine, very well done, heterosexual erotic art sites (below). As I was writing, above, the energy certainly changes when you have a heterosexual site vs a girl-girl or woman alone site.
It's also true that I've viewed so much erotica and porn that I've become somewhat de-sensitived to it. Desensitizing could occur with other things, even being in a museum over time, and getting exposed (or overexposed?) to great works of art, about which that person might start to feel eventually blasé (this is like the old saying "familiarity breeds contempt.") Over the course of my life, my attention has focused on philosophy, poetry and art, including erotica/porn, to varying degrees, and in various combinations. So, I might turn my attention now, more to philosophy and art again and away from sex. Some of you seem to be be there already, almost anticipating my shift of attention, in that one of my mpst popular posts on Eroticpoems;tumblr.com is my short prose piece, A Happy Threesome-The Erotic, Art and Philosophy. If you like that, you also might enjoy perusing the folder of my miscellaneous poems and philosophy posts.
That's just about it, for now, Dear Reader and Dear Viewer. Thanks for reading all this. I feel that I've crossed and merged many different kinds of boundaries with this post. It seems to have motivated me, in a curious way, to revise my short Bio on Amazon, to sound even more iconoclastic than I am.
For "I Feel Myself", a suggested Credo statement, subtitled, Lust Lingers In Layers
Beautiful women share their pleasure with people who long, but may feel less than beautiful, or those who watch but do not dare display their private wares so freely. Then, the moans begin, in syncopated tones. Bodies tighten and quiver and begin to deliver their pleasures. We listen, and scrutinize, watch joy appear and intensify. . Such women, such sounds, that resound through the photo galleries of our minds. We download and applaud, their resilience, their refusal, to change.
For "I Feel Myself", a suggested Credo statement, subtitled, Lust Lingers In Layers, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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Their Flesh Wears the Face of Intimacy (poem)
(poem inspired by IFM)
They wine and dine on each other like celebrants, no longer chaste, who lay waste to their celibacy, and celebrate their new intimacy. They’ would raise their glasses to the sky but they lie, supine, upon the other, and raise lips just high enough to save a kiss for later.
Their Flesh Wears the Face of Intimacy, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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The Contenders (poem with pic/vid link)
(Shibby and Devochka)
They hotly contend and contest, whose body belongs to whom? Resistance grinds down quickly. Fulfillment comes to one, the other waits her turn.
The Contenders, a poem by Paul Dolinsky
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