Leisurely, you paint
in utmost care
with circling fingertips
on tingling
skin
inducing galvanism of craving,
magnetic fields connecting
currents
fierce enough to yield
crack my carapace,
let firmness melt
let soft grow hard.
and fall,
to fly
to die
again, and once again.
Today it’s Quadrille again at dVerse, De hosts and the word is magnet (and its derivations)
October 19
Björn Rudbergs writings 
This is gorgeously sensual, Bjorn! I especially like; “magnetic fields connecting currents fierce enough to yield crack my carapace.” 😀
A magnetic connection making my skin tingles!! A passionate write for the paintress.
“fierce enough to yield”
Especially love this line, Bjorn. Strength in weakness.
I enjoyed the sensuality of your quadrille, Björn. It is ambiguous in that it could be about autumn as well as about a physical relationship, especially in the opening and closing lines.
magnetic fingerpainting!
Our minds plowed the same field, it seems. Yes, very sensual, and as noted, more than that. “let soft grow hard, and die, to fall, and fly, again”–some erotic wordplay, sir.
Nice one Bjorn
Much❤love
Sensual and mysterious, I almost sense reiki here, or some kind of massage. The body has currents which we usually choose to ignore.
This is very sensual and passionate, especially these lines:
“crack my carapace,
let firmness melt
let soft grow hard.
and fall,
to fly
to die
again, and once again.”
Letting yourself be vulnerable, letting yourself open up, that’s beautifully described in this poem. There’s so much to delve into here with this poem and take from it in its mystery and its intimate nature of finger-painting. Very beautifully penned.
I’m a bit flustered now. I love how the tension builds throughout the poem, right up to the breaking point of the carapace. Fantastically done.
I liked that galvanism, magnetism – hard industrial words brought into a passionate poem. Clever.
I was trying to think what this poem reminded me of, and Sarah has put her finger on it. It’s full of hard images, and no colour. Like a factory floor or an unfinished window display at night.
The cycle of life in all its glory again and yet again!
Sensual and passionate. Carapace made me think of bugs, and Sarah and Jane are right that your words are “hard” and “industrial,” –until that again and once again, which to me just floats, a lover’s whispered sigh.
Filled with sensuality and a sense of urgency. Wonderful Bjorn!
You do sensuality so well. This is another winner.
loved the sensual nature of this piece
And yet again Bjorn. This was beautiful and exciting.
tired: kisses like honey
wired: kisses like magnets
Massage. yes.
Creatively sensual and I think the terse lines near the end are so effective, rhythmic gasps for air. OH my.
“galvanism of craving” is quite literally the heart of this beautifully sensual poem: brilliantly constructed, Bjorn.
very sensual, I could feel the way they were being attraction in the letting go, the “fierce enough to yield,” These words left me spell-bound to the Paintress!
The magnetic attraction is strong in this one, Bjorn.
how you tastefully weave these sensual images. brilliant.
A beautiful, sensual poem employing stunning language. My favourite phrase is ‘galvanism of craving’ – electrifying!
kaykuala
inducing galvanism of craving,
magnetic fields connecting
currents fierce enough to yield
They can be expected to stage a successful fight-back
Hank
Well….I’ll say it again, Bjorn. You write some of the most sensual and romantic poems. Wow! Loving this one!
you nailed the sensual attraction part Bjorn!
It’s interesting that the photo at first looks like a flower, then reveals it’s parts and passion, just like your words. (K)