Dictation To Climax

Quill-pen-parchment-and-ink-bottle

The scene was set, the curtains closed,

the action – long and drawn out.

Midnight was approaching, and my joy lay open and empty,

right in front of my anticipatory face.

With slow hand, I lightly pinched the pen

between two warm fingers and one clumsy thumb.

Mindlessly, I felt my way around the wet ink’s slippery slopes,

making sexy doodles with the target close at hand.

Whispering sweet nothings into the fold between the lines,

I cautiously bit the end of the pen,

and waited for the word…any word at all.

Eventually, after what seemed to be

an excruciatingly lengthyΒ period,

I got the word, and carefully did I jot it down.

Then oh, so smoothly, I brought the topic up

again…and again…and again.

Something told me not to stop,

not to move from that very spot.

I obediently listened to that voice from up above,

as it got louder with each and every stroke I made amply enough.

After a few easy to come by words,

more and more came as if in haste.

The scribbling picked up its pace,

as did the breathing, which was only natural.

True, my handwriting got a little messy,

but I did manage to get most of it down,

word after feverish word.

It does so happen sometimes –

situations can and do get turned around for the better.

Well, the climax to the story finally nailed me,

and the only thing left to do was to polish it up a bit.

Shortly thereafter,

having spent every last drop of my reserved psychic energy,

I hit the hay, resting my case.

…….

UT

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31 thoughts on “Dictation To Climax

  1. Pingback: Dictation To Climax – Timeless Wisdoms

  2. Thank you, Linda! πŸ™‚ Not all is as it seems, as you know.
    So, I confess — this is a slightly edited fairly older piece of mine.
    I just felt like sharing it with the readers who are following me now.

    Re-blogging my prior works leaves me with a sour taste in my mouth.
    It makes me feel lazy and out of it, even though those very words ring true to me, too.

    Have a great weekend! πŸ™‚ Cheerz, UT

  3. The Winter in a four-season states drags us out – endless gray days and cold and snowy weather. It gets old and saps your energy – once the warmer weather is here and you are planning a long weekend to see the sandhill cranes, you will want to write and then you’ll feel better about getting back in it full swing. You have a good weekend too Uncle Tree – two snow events for us, though not major ones, but will impact the walking for sure.

  4. No doubt, Linda, we had plenty of complaints last year,
    but this one takes the winter frosting to a newer never-melting level.
    -9 Monday morning? And we’re in March? Really? “Whaaaaaaat???”

    The cranes will have to entertain themselves without me this year for a couple of reasons. Firstly, we’re scheduled to work every Saturday this month (and maybe April), because trucking freight has been way late and we’ve ran out of enough parts to keep the lines running. Who knows why? LoL

    Secondly, I recently had my eyes examined, and my left eye finally qualifies for cataract surgery, so I’ll have to spend quite a few hours of vacation time dealing with that, although I’m glad because I’ll finally be able to see clearly again. πŸ™‚ My right eye was fixed about 6 years ago, so I know how much it helps.

    Anywhoo… Good luck walking, girl! Brrr…

  5. Your words ring true of an artist at the height of his creation ~ beautifully written and took us all on this journey of yours πŸ™‚ And to think, you get to go through this same process again and again…isn’t it beautiful. πŸ™‚

  6. Glad you enjoyed this old one, Randall. πŸ™‚
    Thank you for the kind words! Much appreciated.
    Uncle Tree was in his heyday, when he wrote this sexy doodle,
    but,
    alas, his days of processing have long since past.
    He is not Tiger Woods. LoL The woods have him by the tail,
    and I highly doubt he’ll ever see the day he’s swinging once again.

    Cheerz! ❀ Peace and luvz, UT

  7. You never know, people were saying the same about Tiger just last week πŸ™‚ Your revival and best days may surprise you ~ at least that is what I always tell myself every morning as I crawl out of bed πŸ™‚ Cheers and enjoy every moments ~

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