Follow Me Upstairs Comments

i was reminded of a chinese proverb: 'two things a man can't hide-that he's drunk and that he's in love'...o, yeah, nothing goes un noticed by the silent observation of a mother and yet the restraint she has!

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! what a wonderful psycho analsis of mother's mind wnen another lady enters the life of her son. Everything said in a very few words with all the poetic beauty in it. CP

Wow... this one oozes sensuality and tenderness. The sensual confidence of a woman who knows the capability of feminine wiles yet the tenderness is shown throughout that she knows how to disarm the males of the species! Love it. HG; -) xx

Girl.. you make me want to follow UP those stairs... (and I can't work out if that is as me... or as mother) .... to future Loss and Toss down-under upstares!

yes it is a poem dear onelia.

Beautiful little story, told with such economy and feeling. I love this tale of love, Onelia

10 was given. Why? 1. It's a poem. We write but every writing is not a poem. 2. A poem must be multidimentional. When I read I got a face message, after that I think and got another thing. 3. Some untold thoughts are here, a mystery. Hence, I did the right.

Tight and concise so much thought left unsaid...and mothers do notice don't they....Coach

A snapshot of seduction, what became of this liason and what was lost all wrapped up in 3 short but intense stanza's that invite the reader to fill in the missing pieces. justine.

The esoteric art of poetry is expressed best in reactions of readers - one could say the less said the more imagined, but a good poem provokes unlimited thought without compromising itself. This poem is one of those. Rgds, Ivan

I felt like the next stanza would say 'it is time to clean your room' excellent write onelia

If one follows a girl upstairs runs the risk of losing his cap and his mum will notice it. The eroticism that T McH noticed is linked with an old world, dominated by a female figure. In the past, mother.

That is possibly the most subtle form of eroticism I have ever read. I feel I should go consult Freud. t x

There is alot of insight in this Onelia. The voice calling upstairs was really in his mind, but that ever pervasive memory of the female of his desire truly tore him apart. It's beautiful that you throw in the mother reference, because they always do know and care.

Interesting little write! I'm sure he came downstairs feeling a whole lot happier! ! Cute little tease.....HG: -) xx

But what did he gain? And did his mother notice that too? And did she mind? As always, so many questions raised by so few words. Love it. Fx