. The Poet's Beat .

. The Poet's Beat .
"A working class citizen is apt to see this country for what it's worth... A miasma of interlocking variations on differing demographics and geographies unlike any other inhabited space in the world. The American Dream. The rolling footloose hills and the upstanding Apache badlands where criminals cut bread with priests and the children of Hollywood. I am no different. Yet I am still brazen enough to think that the world is a playground built by the rugged hands of a hard-working man in order that my fantasies be materialized." -- P.P. Vonnersdale

Friday, April 30, 2010

The Cabin

The first poem I ever got published was on a website for classy erotic literature. I wasn't particularly looking for that genre so to speak - it was just the first thing I came across on craigslist looking for poetry submissions. I submitted four pieces. This was not the one that got accepted. I think it was a little too tame...

We made it to the mountains ahead of the snow
and watched through frosted windows as our cabin became a tomb
encased in delicate flakes that together draped the forest in an indescribable winsomeness.

Our clothes came off soon after that, being the only freedom in that honeymooners' prison,
and we warmed ourselves on the fur rug tipping glasses of deep wine
in front of a fire whose peeping-tom eyes we allowed to dance over our mutual skin.

Into the night, and many long nights thereafter,
we seethed with a thrilling loneliness that gladly ignored the world outside
already buried in the husky odors of our lust's amorousness.

We left the mountains in the Spring when the streams were pregnant
and wondered how infatuation could ever have an ending
when the rituals of desire followed us down the road to another looming season.



  1. there is a dave matthews song about being in a cabin with someone you love. i think. i remember he sings about swimming in the river with her and he could feel the mud between his toes. i haven't heard the song in a while, but this poem made me remember it. maybe you remember it too?

  2. Stay or Leave - "Touch the bottom, you and I,
    with muddy toes"

    DMB 4 LIFE

  3. thank you kindly.