Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

Dancer

She walks along the stage
Looking at him
And him
And him
With her deadened eyes
He looks back at her
Every one of him
And fantasizes
Perky breasts
Milk white thighs
He feels
What’s familiar rise

Music plays
She feels the moments press
Skillfully
Removing her dress
He screams
He whistles
He wants more not less

Five dollar bills
Tossed at her feet
More from him
And him
She starts to feel the beat
Moving through her like a wave
Is she the master
him the slave?
She has her money
He’s left to crave
Dreaming of the place she closely shaves

The music stops
She puts back on her clothes
Looks at him
And him
And him
The ones she loathes
Hates who she is
Her stage name Rose
Takes a bow strikes a pose
Her act is done so off she goes

Wonders about next time
How many of him will there be?
Each with that hunger
It's not her they really see
They want pleasure
Yet inside are empty
As long as they come
she will never be free
Each practiced move
is her high heel misery!

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Monterey Sirak November 11, 2013 at 7:46 AM One can, or in this case the dancer and the audience can be both slave and captor and you showed it well with this poem. Richard Lamoureux November 11, 2013 at 9:32 AM Thanks Monterey. You are so right.

Yanny Widjanarko November 9, 2013 at 7:19 PM Good afternoon Rick :D hehehe, I really glad to see your visit today, and also before :D I read this and I think this is an awesome poem, both has a.mysterious desire in it glad to see a different color of your master piece Rick :D wishing you a lovely weekend ther, hug, Yanny Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 7:28 PM Thanks Yanny, my weekend is brighter with your visit. Hugs Rick.

Charmaine Chircop November 9, 2013 at 6:08 PM I do believe they are both slaves yearning to be set free from the master of a deceitful life..A very sad reality which leads to temporary fulfillment for sexual desire and empty pockets..yet a much longer hollowness to the heart..the soul..and the existence of one's being.A very deep poem .Btw tnks for your kind comment on my humble verse..Charma Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 6:10 PM My pleasure Charmain. Based on your comment you fully understand what I was attemting to portray. Thanks for your insightful comment.

Red Fiery November 9, 2013 at 12:03 PM Circumstances can force a person to do something undesirable. ..this brilliant piece depicts everything..sad but real .(..she will never be free...) Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 6:11 PM Red! so nice to see you, I have missed your kind visits.

Sandra Adams November 9, 2013 at 10:35 AM you have captured the scene very well Richard...great write! Good Morning to you Richard :) Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 7:56 PM Thanks Sandra. Good evening to you.

Andrea Dietrich November 9, 2013 at 10:06 AM yes, you captured so well what must be on the minds of these women. I think some of them actually enjoy turning guys on but I would bet many of them find it an utter bore or even a hideous thing to be doing. You have to see "12 years a slave" and see that utter coldness in the eyes of the young slave girl as her master rapes her. So tragic. Richard Lamoureux September 5, 2014 at 7:16 PM I really enjoyed this movie, disturbing and a superbly told story. Another movie I just recently watched was " The Book Thief". Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 10:13 AM I will look it up.

Joseph May November 9, 2013 at 9:51 AM You delve into the sad world of the stripper with skill....very nicely penned....My favorite line : "dreaming of the place she closely shaves".... Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 10:03 AM Thanks Joseph. This is a thoughtful comment. Thanks for being the first gentleman to comment.

Ilene Bauer November 9, 2013 at 8:12 AM wow! a very powerful write. i love the way you've captured both sides of the story, describing what the dancer and her audience are thinking. how sad for her! Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 8:35 AM I think it is sad for them as well. Thanks for commenting Ilene.

Eileen Manassian November 9, 2013 at 7:47 AM Very interesting write.......One wonders about the circumstances that brings a woman to this point in time.....how she bears it.........and how she survives it. You've captured this well. Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 8:05 AM Thanks Eileen, I'm glad my thoughts came accross clearly.

Delysia Hendricks November 9, 2013 at 12:47 AM Sensual and sadly a very real life part of our society. I enjoyed your write, as ever. Good going, my friend. Licia :-) Richard Lamoureux November 9, 2013 at 2:06 AM Good morning! Thanks for being the first to comment,