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The Origin of Flowers & Other Erotic Poems turned 7 today!

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When You Need the Gaze of the Other,  a philosophical haiku

unpunctured balloons punctuate her deflected pensive downward gaze.

When You Need the Gaze of the Other,  a philosophical haiku by Paul Dolinsky, inspired by an artwork (female nude) to write this ekphrastic poem. Here is is poem with pic.

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Landing Field Lights, a poem

If you keep your memories in tow, out of the flow of history and circumstance, they will thrive in that hothouse clime, deflecting undesired seasons and rhymes

becoming like landing field lights reflecting back, blind but to themselves - such memories have no need to see.

Landing Field Lights, a poem by Paul Dolinsky

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For The Lady in Red Shoes

Beautiful companion

with red shoes,

Will you be my composition

And let me lean on you lightly

with my brushes,

Stroking gently, but intently,

Seeing all that can be seen,

missing nothing,

Re-blogging you thoughtfully,

As I reflesh my cache

and refresh my taste.

For the Lady in Red Shoes, a poem by Paul Dolinsky. 

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Done Up In Camouflage

Unprotected from the elements, her camouflage works well, sets her right into the wall. What will set her free, her red shoes, or her pussy, open just so? . Perhaps, she will just slide back, let the wall take her, . even as it leaves her shoes for show. . Done Up in Camouflage, a poem by Paul Dolinsky.

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When Private Pleasure Goes Public

Making the private public Can be fetching in its telling for what was concealed,  Is now revealed, with deliberation, point by point, touch by touch,  for our consideration. Fanfare steps onto the stage, into the show private parts shrouded but public, now, in full recital mode concealing nothing more than what the camera won’t show. We see no instruments of pleasure, but hear their sounds - a capella trills and hand skills combine with swirls and swells, to well up around us and claim us as their own. Private pleasure going public fills us with wonder. We gaze at Public Face and graze on Private Place. Through them, we greet the famous threesome, Desire, Gratitude and Grace, now unsundered, as they surrender to each other.

We continue to watch. No missed twist of lips, or kiss shall pass before our eyes, until the show ends and the final curtains fall.

When Private Pleasure Goes Public, a poem by Paul Dolinsky

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Dear New Subscribers to my Kindle Blog,

Welcome to the Kindle blog, “Origin of Flowers and other Erotic Poems”

As I promised,  you could view the complete blog at http://originofflowerskindleblog.tumblr.com

Depending on which type of Kindle device you are using, the visibility of the blog feed from the Tumblr blog itself, will vary. I know that with the Kindle Keyboard, you could Zoom into the text and magnify it several fold. I haven’t yet found a Zoom feature on the Kindle Touch, that could similarly magnify the text. I don’t know about the various versions of Fire or the 4th generation of Kindle that is not  text-to-speech enabled. You could easily view the the complete blog with its 60+ poems in your browser.

While you can view the blog at that website without charge, you cannot read or hear the poems on your Kindle, except through a blog subscription. I do hope that you continue with your subscription - it means a lot to me, and it definitely encourages me to continue to regularly add to this blog. Thank you very much.

Paul Dolinsky

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In Self-Pity Time... (haiku)

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I remain jaded but unfaded flapping shorn wings for all I'm worth,

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In Self-Pity Time, Haiku by Paul Dolinsky