call me a prude
or a fossil or maybe
an anachronism
cranky of culture
for thinking and
saying conflation of
pleasure and pain
is sheer madness
I know all there is
to be known
about pain with
unfortunate intimacy
it gives nothing not
even remotely of joy
it excites neither
tacit nor candid
desire the roleplays
of dominance joined
to submission seem
born of a broken
respect for the dignity
wanted from human
relationships
grays of all shades
ride a colorless arc
of that spectrum
between black and
white where no
certainty stands
where no genuine hues
lend self-evident
pigments to passion
emotion and fear
at the end of the
day gray is ashen
and bloodless
a pallor well
signaling sickness
foreshadowing
death of a life
that perhaps was
too weak for the
vibrant bold
colors of living
I certainly agree with you that the kind of twisted dominance and submission that poorly written book celebrates is nothing to aspire to or even be tempted by. However, there are more respectful, kind and loving modes of dominance or, as we prefer to call it, control and compliance, that are sustainable and healthy. In other words, please don’t accept that distorted view as the truth.
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excellent write.
i didnt read the book but hope to go see the film soon.
wont voice an opinion on either but i could/did appreciate the message of your poem.
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thank you sincerely, Steph
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suffocation
~
lifeless grey
losing
one’s colour
~
fifty shades
of irreverence
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Engaging raw poem, thanks for sharing!
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much appreciated, Frank
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Bravo!
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thanks kindly
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Very well said!
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much appreciated, Michelle
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AMEN, what a poem.
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glad you enjoyed it
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prude – so full of negative connotation – it always amazed me that someone could live their whole life in love with someone, never expose themselves to a plethora of drug resistant bacteria and be called one.
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my bride and I are approaching 47 years
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31 here
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Well stated!
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I appreciate that
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Great stuff
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cheers, my friend
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I am no prude,
And no stranger to pain
But in intimate settings
Time and again
A faithful partner
Who knows all your likes
And then pain you endure
From just living your life
Can change pain to pleasure
With a simple caress
And to me, at least
That’s the essence of sex.
– siouxsie 2/24/2015
That being said, I think that true sadists are a little scary.
And your poem is great, as always!
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thanks for the creative comment
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Always Most Welcome!
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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I tried to read the books
I really just couldn’t.
A poorly written story.
A morbid type of sex.
Only those who haven’t experienced.
That type of violation.
Are those who think its sexy.
Because they have no clue.
I couldn’t make it through the first book.
I didn’t bother with the movie.
It was a mindless piece of nothing.
Making woman feel like a mess.
I doubt its generational.
Because I myself an still young.
I saw a meme on another feed the other day. Since, a lot of woman say its romantic because he’s a billionaire, but if he had live is a ghetto trailer it would be an episode of criminal minds. I honestly though raw passion was the best kind of naughty.
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very glad to have your creative comment, and to have you as an ally
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Well-written! Amen.
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much appreciated, Vee
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My pleasure.
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I share your sentiments and your poem certainly expresses it better than I ever could. Very well said! Grey – neither here nor there isn’t anywhere. Neither right nor wrong makes the conscience lazy. The middle – what a horribly enclosed space to be! Only those who truly know passion and understand the art of soul-touching intimacy sees the entire spectrum of colours, I suppose. How lucky we are!
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really appreciate your taking the time to leave such a thoughtful comment
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Profoundly awakening. There’s no shame attached to the fossil…something sacred to hold onto!
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much appreciated
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Interesting comment on pain in its pure physical form. I agree it is all you say and affects one’s view of life. It’s the things pain pushes us humans into that can be damning or redeeming. I haven’t read any of the Shades of Gray books or seen the movie so my comment is apart from them.
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you are so right about our handling of pain
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