My Hands
My hands travel your body
for the first time
and at each curve I gasp
My fingers caress each new path
alive in the soft heat of your skin
And you are abundant in treasures
your neck, your breasts, your hips
And you are charged with energy
diffused quivering as my fingers brush
the untouched insides of your thighs
How they talk, my hands and your face
my hands and your back
like the cracked earth and falling rain
together, at last, consumed with each other
Tonight, my hands travel a thousand miles
Fire
I should never look upon your face
my angel, your consuming blaze
a haunting moon, it would sail my nights
your sun would rise and set my days
I should never gaze into your eyes
my love, and see your naked depths
or know my raging fire in your wind
you cast forever in my soul
I should never dare to touch your hand
my gentle one, and end the longing of my flesh
searing across the sky, the lightning
entwined, one sacred temple
Rich of imagery. And............... lack words, really. Have only trouble with 2 simple words "untouched insides", they seem like burglars or trespassers...
Tomas
I am surprised at the poetry because I read that Aspies are so literal that they cannot understand poetry or "imagery". Most poetry that I have read has been meaningless to me, even when a teacher tried to explain it and I just answer "so why didn't they just say that so it did not have to be explained".
Aspies often don't understand poetry because most of it is affected bullshit, written in a pretentious code of symbolism and flighty imagry that one must study to understand. I took some classes, and after the poems were carefully explained, I understood them. I even learned to appreciate the works of e.e. cummings, who I particularly disliked before the start of the class.
Still, I asked the same question, "Why not just say it in a way that doesn't require explanation?" I think the answer is that for a long time poetry was only for silly aristocrats and intellectual snobs who had little else to and enjoyed feeling superior to the "uneducated" who didn't know the secret code.
I'm all for imagery and metaphor, but it should lead the reader to greater understanding, not drive them away from it to a reference book.
Aspies often don't understand poetry because most of it is affected bullshit, written in a pretentious code of symbolism and flighty imagry that one must study to understand. I took some classes, and after the poems were carefully explained, I understood them. I even learned to appreciate the works of e.e. cummings, who I particularly disliked before the start of the class.
Still, I asked the same question, "Why not just say it in a way that doesn't require explanation?" I think the answer is that for a long time poetry was only for silly aristocrats and intellectual snobs who had little else to and enjoyed feeling superior to the "uneducated" who didn't know the secret code.
I'm all for imagery and metaphor, but it should lead the reader to greater understanding, not drive them away from it to a reference book.
I agree with everything your wrote. You may not understand poetry and more than I do, but you sure can express yourself.
I never had to study anything and i understand imagery just fine, thank you. I might also add that i do have asperger's, yes, i've been diagnosed, yes, so i am not one of the "inferior race" either. I just like to read and have read a lot my whole life.
I never had to study anything and i understand imagery just fine, thank you. I might also add that i do have asperger's, yes, i've been diagnosed, yes, so i am not one of the "inferior race" either. I just like to read and have read a lot my whole life.
That makes two of us. We should start a new group.
I am surprised at the poetry because I read that Aspies are so literal that they cannot understand poetry or "imagery".
Not true!!! Not true!!!!
(Don't always believe what you read, especially about aspies. It is mostly written by NTs who just want to fit everyone into their own little stereotypes!)
I love the way these are written, I just can't put into words exactly what made these so good... Well written, flows beautifully, and just seems to grab me, and stick. Excellent! Superb! Very good reads.
That makes two of us. We should start a new group.
Call it three, and where do I sign up? 
At one point in my writing I came to the conclusion that the use of strange unfamiliar words is useless. Especially when I had forgot what they meant and had to look them up myself...
I unfortunately don't see why it is so good, my understanding of english used in poems is quite frankly terrible. I'm doing an essay of poetry atm, it's easy but its so pointless. Poetry to me is a pile of bullshit. Some poems are *** stories, how is that and I don't understand.