Tom Rubenoff at the Cantab Lounge

Cambridge, Massachusetts.

I read my poetry in front of a supportive audience.

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You can catch me at Poetic Escape Open Mic Night at the Blue Wave in Boston, 343 Congress Street, Wed., Dec. 9th at 8:30pm.

New poem today by H.E. Mantel!

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Like Chocolate

Chocolate
So rich and sweet like your love
Let me break off a square for you
Put it in your mouth
The corners of your lips turn up
As sweetness saturates you
Let’s kiss now
Taste each other’s chocolate
Each other’s sweetness
Let’s warm
Melt together
Like chocolate

Eye on Life Poetry Contest

At Eye on Life Magazine we are having our first annual Eye on Life Poetry Contest. Entry fee is $5.00 per poem. You can enter up to 5 poems of 400 words or less. Prizes and fun.

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Lawn Jockey

I am your lawn jockey
an epithet,
A blashphemy.

Clothe me in your love
Cover my nakedness
With your beauty

Words and Pictures

Words are all about pictures
Pictures inspire words
Sounds are strung together
And so a word is heard
Written they echo in the mind
Spoken they ring like spirits of the air
They conjure images behind
Our eyes
Remaining forever there
One plies
With words a spark
Another focuses on beauty
One attempts to precisely make a mark
The other projects with less certainty
Yet both flatter with their focus
Convey strong affection
Place love as their locus
Differing only in inflection
Love my poem
Love my picture
Draw it / write it
On my heart
This poem juxtaposes
Concepts for your inference
And arrogantly (perhaps) proposes
Between them little difference
As hands that fit together
Be content and warm

Parts of Me

My hands know every part of you, but not
Yet well enough. They love you as I do:
Completely and without a boundary,
Longing in your absence,
Warmed in your presence.
You are like their thermostat.
Of my heart as well,
Empty in your absence,
Overflowing in your presence,
You like my heart valve,
Like a detachable part of me
That goes away leaving me incomplete.
Warm touchable you who fill my heart
Or must go,
As I wait cold and empty
The seeming eternity
Until your return.
Oh, I’m okay.
But I’d rather have you near
Any day.

Why Yet

Why yet
Do I write
A poem or two
Each day for you
Why yet
My greatest desire
To see your face
Delighting
At any communication
Wishing
Only our connection
It can only be
One thing
Irrelevantly named
I feel
Why yet

Not Above

How would it be
You and me
A couple of tents
Thirty-eight degrees
Neither of us
I think
Above a cuddle
At the brink
Of freezing

In the morning
A smile
And scalding camp-stove coffee
You and me

I Give You My Heart

I give you my heart
A fragile gift much broken
Placed into your hand

In Pursuit of a Sweet Scented Goddess

Your sweet scent brings exquisite insanity,
makes my soul your slave and my body your toy
Every day and night through all eternity,
An incomparable madness that brings joy.
Intoxicating beyond all reason,
Your scent makes Spring of every season.

Never My Bride

Lucky the man who someday claims your heart
And with you spends his each and every day
If time and chance be changed by some lost art
I would that I could have lived life that way
Yet your happiness as much mine as yours
For happy I am for you in all things
That bring you joy, for deeply in me stored
Is the wish joy be all life to you brings

Facing Each Other

Facing each other
We kiss, touch, caress
Our mutual language
I seek out your tender places
With my lips
You embrace me
With your legs
Brush your love against me

Brush of an Angel's Kiss

Memories of last night
Like a rose upon my pillow
Sweet and beautiful
I feel them like petals
Soft on my skin
Brush of an angel's kiss
Like a breeze across my lips
My mind sees your face
Every moment through the day
I wait impatiently for the night
When again I'll feel your caress
Like an angel's kiss

In The Night

Beside me
Your shape silhouetted in the darkness
Beneath the comforter
Treasure begging to be uncovered
Joy waiting to be rediscovered
Forgive me if I wake you

Apropos

It's so apropos
In this world of me and you
That "thighs" rhymes with "sighs"

Love Feast

You are a shocking delight, a gorgeous
feast of warm sensuality. Your scent
intoxicates my soul and engorges
my body with fire, with yearning intent
to possess you at all costs, to be slain
in the relentless pursuit of you, blind
to all common things in this world, lain
as human sacrifice at your feet. Find
an offering worthy of you, sweet one,
in me, your humble love slave. Consume me
for the nourishment of your joy; when done,
forever my love alone you will be.
Let us feast then each upon the other.
Let us each other’s flavors discover.

Inside Me

I keep your warmth inside me
Where you left it
All through the day I hold it
Hug it with my heart
My legs ache for you
To hold you again
Tonight
When you renew
Your warmth inside me

Today

today
I begin

today
I turn toward you

today
I visualize heaven

today
I realize it includes you

No rest will I have until
Of you I have drunk my fill
And it seems I never will

For there will never be
Enough of you for me