Orgasm (a sonnet)

Tuesday 24th May 2011 1:05 pm (first posted Monday 23rd May 2011 5:32 pm)

When within you my inner landscape bursts
I am both giving all of me to you
and lavishly loving the way you birth
me in reverse (your cardinal virtue).
All of you. All of me. Floating and free
as through your labyrinthine temple doors
a fleshly part of me pampers your needs
while all my hearting hugeness heaves and soars.
And yet I hardly have your full depths plumbed:
Even the ecstasy deeper things masks.
Something vast and largely untouched then comes
to pass, eclipsing my post-coital gasps.
If only I could keep this fleeting bliss
in heaven wrapped up with an angel’s kiss.

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Comments

Isobel

Tue 24th May 2011 18:04

No - it's not naughty Cynthia - you are right and you are also the second person to pick me up on that.

I've just been brought up by a Victorian mother and have a school boy sense of humour so struggle to talk about the intimacies of sex - have never managed to write about them. Alan's poem is wonderful because he manages to write about it without sounding smutty or corny.

Orgasms rule - every man and woman should have them - multiple if possible!

Alan Morrison

Tue 24th May 2011 14:20

@Cynthia: I went there. I hadn't seen that one before. Yes. The same horn. Absolutely. Makes me go weak at the knees. I commented accordingly.

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 24th May 2011 13:40

Alan, check out my poem 'the perfect word' (not too far back) and read it in the sense of sex; in that regard we are tooting the same horn.

Alan Morrison

Tue 24th May 2011 13:04

Indeed, Cynthia. (Although I think Isobel was being a tad ironic with the word "naughty" :-) Would you care to expand on your comment (only if you want to?) I like where you were going with it; and I believe that poetry should stimulate thought processes and even discussion...

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 24th May 2011 12:53

It's not naughty! It expresses insight into a relationship which far exceeds mere coitus.

Isobel

Tue 24th May 2011 12:40

What we all need is an orgasmatron - do you remember that old Woody Allen film? Then we wouldn't need to worry about whether our relationships are cemented or not....

Only joking of course! This is a naughty poem - got me thinking about all kinds of things unrelated to the weekly shop. x

Alan Morrison

Tue 24th May 2011 09:03

@Dave: Thanks for the kind comment. I'm glad it "doesn't fail". Erectile dysfunction would make a sad poem indeed! :-)

@Isobel: Hehehe! Only a poet could put Asda and orgasm in the same context! I love it. And I know exactly what you mean. Makes Asda worthwhile. The fleetingness to which I was referring is the intensity of the orgasm and hugely loving afterwaves. Impossible to capture and hold at that level - although the spin-off effects live on and even cement a relationship.

Isobel

Tue 24th May 2011 08:44

It's lovely Alan. Orgasms are wonderful things but you've hit the nail on the head with the emotions felt afterwards - the joy, the feelings of love for that partner, I guess. Whether it is 'fleeting bliss' I suppose depends on the relationship - but certainly the intense feeling of it is. You just can't feel the same traipsing round Asda together.

Dave Bradley

Mon 23rd May 2011 19:28

You'll probably get some 'interesting' comments on this Alan, but it's actually a very fine poem. It's ambitious and doesn't fail.

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