Power in Play and Ink

Brendan, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, invited us to “write a poem about power in [our lives] and the world… about power or creativity or instinct… heavenly or earthly powers…” I don’t know of anyone who’s heavenlier or earthier or modest(ier) than moi. So, as you might’ve predicted, I birthed a wee poem about things that feed my power:

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There is power in mind-kissing
words and wit, which quickens
hips and heart-bits.

There is power in dancing
to well-fingered tunes, which kindles
brain and groin.

I find power in song and story…
in loving play… in lusty ink…

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a wee note…
– It seems that I also find power in ellipses… *cough, cough… cough*
– Linked to the Imaginary Garden and Poets United.

“…dancing, and seeing into the darkness…”
The Craft, by Patricia Ariel

69 thoughts on “Power in Play and Ink

  1. What a delicious Love-trance!! your words embody such rhythmic seeds…I can always feel the energy moving through your poems while reading/experiencing them..you carry such a madly-wild current of power and beauty in all that you do…your poems….move me!
    Gorgeous art to match your words!

  2. Laughing at the deeply powerful ellipses…oh we all know we love them. This is spicy-sweet, dear Magaly, with that heat that only mind-infused sensuality can bring. I love to watch you dance.

  3. “I find power in song and story…
    in loving play… in lusty ink…”

    i call your final stanza a lovely end note, That image you chose to team up is enchanting. Happy Sunday

    much love…

  4. These two stanzas:

    There is power in mind-kissing
    words and wit, which quickens
    hips and heart-bits.

    There is power in dancing
    to well-fingered tunes, which kindles
    brain and groin.

    Hold truths for me. I can relate and yes, there’s power there!

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