Owl Poetry & Prose

Ode to a guitar

She is

The smooth neck

you will caress

and press against

with your thumb

As you feel your fingers

sense the tension on

each of her strings

You will tune each to match

your tone and mood

Your feel and groove

And she will respond

As taut as you want her to be

You will strum on her

and test her tension

She will arch her back and wail

with complete comprehension

And you know she is ready then to heed you,

the Lord of her strings

The molder of her body,

the conductor of her soul

And then you give it your all

You will pick on her base as you press down on her nape

And with each chord, each stroke she will resound

Send shivers up your back as her spine reverberates

And each pick, each press will be a battle fought between you two

You her master, she the reluctant but willing yielder

And oh you will both ride on the storm of scales and harmonies

As you rein her in, she will buck beneath you in protest

But you know and so does she, this battle, this fight, this discordant melody

Is a trial on both, a trail of bliss, a story untold which started with a kiss

And you her master will ride her whole

She your renegade, your being, your all

As your fingers knead, her soul will bleed, the faster your rhythm, the greater her speed

As your fingertips trail their rock hard kisses, as your pick plucks out those feather light riffs

As you press down your desire on her hardened core

Your soul urging for release on that distant shore

As you ride and rise, recede and subside,

Your tune will soon ascend and descend

Your sustained touch will choke out her consent

Together you will rise and her wail you will stall,

Clamping down on her strings heralding your fall

And there she will peak and climax with thee

Riding this sustained wave of ecstasy

Knowing your pleasure is

her melancholic symphony

 

Meet Lilanka
“what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
An eclectic personality with a penchant for creativity, Lilanka is an old soul who loves life, laughter and stepping off the beaten track. She finds joy in nature, travelling and venting her existential frustrations via her writing while calming her body with food and her soul with music. Her motto is – “what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
A collection of eclectic expressions from life according to Lilanka Botejue. From her creative outbursts and passionate views to her love for nature, food, music and archaeology, Owl Muses is an attempt to capture these moments in time.
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