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Will You Turn Me On?
I Feel the Need
The need to be turned on.
Can you help me?
Will you help me?
Can you turn me on?
Do you know what it takes?
Do you have what it takes?
Can you feel me, touch me, and enrapture me?
Can you leave me breathless, leave me limp, and leave me longing for more?
Perhaps you are confused.
Perhaps you need some guidance.
Take my hand and let me lead you,
Lead you inside my mind.
I promise to be gentle if you’ll do the same,
But not too gentle, now, for we both want to experience it all.
So come, my friend, my cohort, my lover, and I will show you how to
Turn me on.
To a Field of Green
The sun lightly touches the mother and child as they make their way across the lush field. In the distance stands an orchard, apples ripe with redness, red with ripeness, awaiting them. The child, her golden curls blowing gently in the breeze, giggles as she feels the soil between her toes. The mother, her golden curls blowing gently in the breeze, giggles as she sees the delight upon her child’s face.
A simple scene from life’s play. The child leaps into the outstretched arms of her mother and extends her arms in glee, finally touching the juicy fruit. Her small hand encircles one, grasps one, and pulls one free, and her smile…oh God, her smile, frees her mother from all earthly concerns.
“Bite it,” her mother says. “It’s alright, precious. Take a big bite, now.” And the golden beauty does so, and the juice explodes in her mouth, dribbles down that downy cheek, and another giggle of delight erupts from her mouth, rises to the sky, and carries across the land, and soon mother and daughter are laying underneath that apple tree, surrounded by laughter, surrounded by love.
That turns me on!
To the City Blight
He walks alone most days. The rain puddles, the snows pile, the sun beats down, all background, and backdrop, for the solitary figure as he shuffles through his daily plight. His step is slower now, his stature drooped, his eyes downcast as he contemplates a life of promise transformed into a life of hopelessness.
How had it gone so wrong? A promising career, a heart filled with love, a bouncing baby girl, all gone, all darkened, all taken away in the blink of life’s eye, to be replaced with social services, emptiness, and no hope for the future.
You would expect him to be bitter, but bitterness is not his companion. You would expect him to lose his self-respect, but he still values himself and practices self-love. You would expect selfishness and an absence of compassion, but he spends his spare time volunteering in the service of those less fortunate than he.
That turns me on!
To the Vastness of the Prairies
The day is done. It was a scorcher, by God, the wind blowing dust and sucking the moisture from her skin, as the prairie grasses bend southward and force her to lean into that damned wind on the way to her car.
The little ones have left the small school, and her peers all headed home for a tall, cold one before collapsing on the back porch as the shadows fall on another day. She is the last to leave, the first to arrive, and in her arms are the papers to grade at home as the television drones in the background and her own children demand her attention.
Bone-tired she is and damn if it’s only Wednesday, two days to go and the twentieth week will be done, the twentieth week of her twentieth year as a teacher, symmetry abounds and memories gather and there just doesn’t seem to be enough time to do it all.
And she wishes she had a man, that no-good, two-timing sonofabitch off with Martha to God knows where, leaving her with the three little ones and a mountain of debt, and wondering how she’ll ever pay the heating bill this winter.
But God she loves her job, the eager faces wanting to learn, filling her with joy each and every day of her life, and is there any other profession as great as teaching? Is there any other calling greater than helping others?
That turns me on!
To the Wonder of Nature
He looks down upon the pristine river valley, untouched by commerce, greed, and development. One of the few remaining, this valley, and it brings tears to his eyes.
The bison roam, the antelope play, fish break the surface of the water for a last meal before twilight falls. So it was one-hundred years ago and so it will be again tomorrow, and the next, and the next, a reminder for all of what can be, what should be, and hopefully what will be.
Thunderheads form in the west and the wind ruffles his hair as he pitches his tent and starts his campfire, a solitary sentinel answering a call as old as mankind. He realizes, as few do, that man and nature are together in this struggle called life. He realizes, as few do, that we each carry a responsibility to be the guardians of the environment, and he takes his responsibility quite seriously.
He breathes deeply the gathering darkness, and closes his eyes and allows the sounds of nighttime to overcome him, to bring him peace, to allow him to once again find his core.
That turns me on!
To the Halls of Justice
Somewhere in the world right now, there is no color. Somewhere in the world right now, there is no division of race or creed, no hatred born from misunderstanding and fear. Somewhere in the world right now, man lives peacefully with man, reaching out to help one another in brotherhood and love.
I know it must be so. I know it must be possible. Surely where hope and desire reign then all things can come to pass. I believe that where there is hope there is love, and where there is love there is hope.
And that turns me on!
Yes, I Feel the Need
The need to be turned on!
Can you help me?
Will you help me?
Can you turn me on?
Do you know what it takes?
Do you have what it takes?
Can you feel me, touch me, and enrapture me?
2014 William D. Holland (aka billybuc)
Thank you, Lizzy, for sharing a story from your past that served as the inspiration for this creative writing piece.
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Barbara, thank you for that. A very nice compliment and I am very grateful.
you are a master at capturing a scene in words; I can picture exactly what you've written as I read it. To be honest, I'm paying more attention to being a little more descriptive myself as a result of reading your work! so thank you for that.
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Deb, spoken by the poet in you. This is the writing of yours that I love and I hope to see more of.
Life begets like, and so the story goes. It may have all begun centuries prior, but it is all the same. A little bit of hard work, the dying embers of the fire at the end of the day, and the snow and ice pelting the windows as sleep caresses the soul. And when that body awakens, it is time to smile and be thankful for another day given, and that my friends, is what makes me smile. Kindred spirits are all the same in the game of chance, the history of our daily lives.
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Awww Anna, thank you so much. What a lovely comment. You made me smile. :)
bill
You have been opening up your soul again Mr Holland... very beautiful imagery.
You took us there, swirled us softly around and let the stars dance down upon us.
Lovely.
Anna
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Thank you so much, Michelle. I'm a poet trapped in a prose writers body. :)
A terribly touching write. Do I recall you saying you couldn't write poetry? Sensual, yet truthful.
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Thank you Zen. This is only my second poem. I think I'll quit while I'm ahead. :)
Nice poetry! I write poetry too.
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LOL...travmaj...bring on the Botox. Talk about a funny line! Thank you and yes, there was a touch of playfulness in the choice of title.
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Thank you very much, Vellur!
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I appreciate that, vkwok. Thank you.
This resonates with me – I’m thinking a modern version of E Barrett Browning – counting the ways...
So here’s a poet counting the ways that turn him on and presenting some valuable choices.
On another level, there’s a tongue in cheek playfulness. I’m startled by the fact that I’d forgotten that phrase -' turn me on.' Must be an age thing – turn back that clock or bring on the Botox.
Great hub, beautifully expressed and loved your poetic words.
This is amazing poetry, Bill! This deserves five stars!
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Thank you for caring, Faith. I love that about you dear friend. We need more like you walking the streets. :) I'm heading out now to see what kind of mischief I can get into today. :)
Oh, I know when my friends stray from their norm, I always want to check on them just to make sure all is well : ) ...and I am happy to know it is. I have to get out there myself this weekend.. Many hugs coming your way. Peace and blessings always
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Thank you Faith and yes, I am well. I had a hub set for Friday but then didn't feel like posting it because I had work to do outside and no time for comments....so thanks for checking on me, and for reading this again, and I hope your weekend is delightful.
blessings and a big old hug
bill
Good for you dear, Bill ... you have taken Friday off! I hope that is the case and you are well dear heart. Just checking in to make sure all is well. Plus came back to give this special one another read.
Enjoy your weekend
Blessings always
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Susan, I appreciate you taking the time to stop by, and thank you so much for the kind words of encouragement and affirmation. Be well my friend, and have a super weekend.
Bill I always enjoy your writing but this one is in a class of it's own.
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Dianna, I am humbled...thank you from the bottom of this old heart.
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John, thank you...the nicest thing another writer can say to me is that this is his favorite...it means I'm improving and that improvement is noted by others. I appreciate it my friend.
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Debra, thank you so much. This is the kind of writing I used to do all the time on HP, but I'd gotten away from it. I'm so glad others enjoyed this.
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Thank you breakfastpop. I loved writing this and I'll have to do more.
Applause, applause! This is a work of art! I can't add anything more to this awesome comment on your post, it's inspiring!
This hub "turns me on" Bill. I love every word, such great life lessons lie within...even some poetry thrown in as well. My favourite of all your hubs. Thank you.
OMYGoodness I did so love this. I must admit, by the hubs that you have been putting out, I thought it was going to be about gardening. What I envisioned was turning on a rototiller! lol I was in for an unexpected surprise! I voted up and across the board! Excellent is not good enough to describe this hub.
I loved , loved, loved this piece. It turned me on! Up all the way, billy.
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Suzie, thank you my Irish lass. The comments were beautiful and they encourage me to do more of this type. I have miss doing creative work on HP, but I'll try to do one a week from now on.
The weekend is before us, Irish! Make the most of it, and tell Mick I said howdy.
love,
bill
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Thank you very much, DDE!
Bill you are such a creative soul, I salute your genius and ability to write across the genre's. Mixing poetry and creative writing with beautiful imagery . . . . don't ever loose this gift my friend, you only have to read the comments received to understand how your words touch us all across the globe. I love how you leave us wanting more! Thank you my dear friend for a truly beautiful piece.
A weekly creative piece I see on the horizon!
Have a wonderful weekend with Bev and the growing brood.
Extraordinary!
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Audrey, what a lovely comment. I really am humbled by your words, and I'm so happy that you loved this. Thank you...I promise to do more of this type of writing soon.
blessings always
bill
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Faith my friend, thank you. I really do have to do this more often. Although I'm sure my articles about writing are valuable, I don't enjoy writing them nearly as much as I enjoy this type of writing. Thank you for the encouragement. I ecstatic that I was able to turn you on. :)
hugs and blessings
bill
Hi Bill - I love this other side of you, and the words that painted pictures for me. You need to do this more often, for it turns me on. The lessons learned from this creation turn me on, from the teacher who loves her job to the man who lost his kids but helps others. Those people you described are examples of the greatness of mankind. And your horizon is so wide that you can do anything, say anything and the words whisper in my ear so that I can quietly remember them. Sharing, Blessings, Audrey
Whew, my, my, dear Bill, as they used to say here in the South, I believe I have the vapors after reading this creative piece today. I am glad I am already sitting down ...but I need my fan!
You should "pull this out of the closet" more often.
I really love the section "To a Field of Green" as it reminded me of just this evening when I stopped by my grands home before heading home. My sweet little darlings all ran up to me and my one granddaughter with the golden curls just embraces me with such love and does not want to let go, as do the others. Such joy and rapture indeed! You describe the feeling perfectly. I love this entire hub, but that one section resonated with me.
I think all of us would love for you to write like this more often, as we surely do not want anything to shrivel up, especially "your mind" : )
(((Hugs)))
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Thank you, Bill! It's actually like the stuff I did a year ago but got away from. It felt pretty good to bring it out of the closet. I appreciate your kind words my friend, and Happy Weekend to you.
Hi Bill. Wow, this was very different. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that you write poetry also. Is there anything you can't do? This was beautiful.
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Beautiful, Bill. It sounds to me like the perfect walk, and you were receptive to it all.
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Thank you Jo. I just reserve this type of writing now for my novels, but I like to pull it out of the closet every once in awhile for my HP friends.
You are a poet, of course you are. I shouldn't be surprised. But, to the wonders of nature is my favorite. And, from your blog... I walked the trash out to the dumpster... walked on crushed rock, noticed the walnuts that had fallen from the trees, the husks ripped off by the old folks here walking on them unknowing, scrunched upon the crushed rocks... the sky was bright blue over the pines, with just a few puffy, fair weather clouds drifting by... ;-)
Beautiful, touching and inspiring. You should write more poems! Who or what pulled the switch, I hope you'll be turned on more often. :)
Very powerful.
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Thank you kalinin! I appreciate it greatly.
Wonderfully creative hub and pictures! Enjoyed it very much.
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I did indeed, Jaye, and I thank you for your kind words.
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Thank you Ruby. Whenever I take the time to write one of these pieces, I think of you and how you have to sit through all my hubs about writing...so you do inspire me my friend.
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Thank you, Eric. It was time for me to turn the muse loose.
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My pleasure, Mark!
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Thank you, Jamie. I appreciate it very much.
You do this so well, Bill. I hope you enjoyed writing it as much as we enjoyed reading it. Jaye
Oh my, i could stay here all day and night just to read your words. You turn me on, NO not that way! Please, you were meant to write like this, so do it more often. Can you tell? I loved it....
Wonderfully done friend
I am Honored Bill!
Bill you did a great job here, honest, pure, and to the heart. What a great read. Thank you. Jamie
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Thank you for sharing, Jo, and I'm glad you enjoyed this. It was fun to write.
blessings always
bill
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Savvy, there was a time I could find no joy in life...now I find it with every turn and click of the clock. Life is good my friend. Thank you.
Very cool Bill! I really like your approach and the poem was just amazing! You are true to your word! I was captivated so I had to vote up, share and tweet! This is too interesting to keep to oneself!
Blessings...
This story is inspirational, and as such---a real turn on. When I express my needs to someone and they accept that...I feel happy and turned on. I guess your story is about keeping things real and keeping one's perspective and sense of joy---no matter what. A great message, Bill.
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Thank you very much, Vicki! I'll take a two "Wow" comment any old day. :)
Wow, Bill, that was beautiful writing! I love the sentiments you expressed. This piece is excellent--descriptive, compelling, poetic. One of my favorites of yours! Wow again!
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Frank, I like that...a poetry sandwich. LOL Thank you, sir!
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Thank you Alex! Your kind words mean a great deal to me.
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Jen, we are losing untainted nature daily...best go find it quickly my friend. Thank you!
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Thank you Randi. Maybe I'll go as far as saying I'm a poet at heart. :)
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Carb, thank you. I'm honored by your words. You have brought a smile to my face.
A poetry sandwich.. creative, touching.. kind of warm.. a compelling scroll clicker.. awesome my friend
I love this! And I agree with the others who have exclaimed, "What do you mean you are not a poet?"
I love it when a collage of words have a vein that snakes through and intertwines them. "To the Wonder of Nature" resonated with me. Oh how I wish to be in untainted nature.
This is truly beautiful, Bill! And the poetry....I will say it again...You are a poet. Thank you for sharing thesebeautif1ul thoughts.6
Bill this is stunning. The writer in me has lost her voice; there are no words to adequately express how beautiful this is.
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Thank you Manatita. I always appreciate your kind words.
Blessings my friend
bill
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Thank you, Mark. You are in it you know. :)
One day for sure, Bill.
Meanwhile, I can only serve in some small way, while hoping that a word, a thought, an idea ..., will inspire in some meaningful way to enhance fulfillment.
Cute and wonderful approach, though. Delightful!
This is wonderful Bill, expressive, introspective, real....
Mark
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Thank you so very much, Nell! I really appreciate your kind words.
Wow look at you Billy! the amazing poet! lol! that was beautiful, what a great read!
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Thank you Carol! Thank you so much. I love writing like this...I really need to do more of it.
The rest of the quail are doing nicely...it was really our carelessness that caused the one death...we won't do that again.
It is hard to put in words what you have written. I am always amazed at what you come up with. Beautiful poem and the rest of course. Have a great day and sorry about your little quail.
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Thank you very much, Randall. I appreciate your kind words.
Thank-you. This was great. Well done. It is good of you.
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Sally, that was such a beautiful comment...what a lovely image...thank you so much my friend. I can feel your wings.
bill
Billy,
If I were a Butterfly, I would flutter my wings gently against your cheeks and whisper that this one touched me:)
I hope you find many things which turn you on today.
Sally
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Thank you Dora. I needed to do a little creative writing before I exploded. I'm so happy you enjoyed it.
Your poem reminded of a thought from one of my favorite counselors that everyone wants to be touched and discovered, and in your words, turned on. This is such a beautiful piece. Your illustrations are priceless. Thanks!
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All for you, hon! :)
So beautiful. This made me cry. You inspire me every day, Billy!
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Thank you Sha! It takes me back to many of my earlier writings here on HP. I don't ever want to lose that style.
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Awww, Ann, thank you. I've got to do this every once in a while just to prove to myself I still have it. One can only write "how to write" articles so long before the mind starts to shrivel up. :)
Have a wonderful Thursday, and thank you for giving me a smile.
bill
Wow, Bill. This is amazing and so different from what you usually write. I love the style and the short passages with huge messages. Awesome!
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Thank you DJ....I'm so glad you enjoyed this one. You are a loyal friend.
bill
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Thank you so much, Janine. I don't do this type of writing on HP anymore; I save it for the novels, so it was nice to write one for my friends. Have a very Happy Thursday.
Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant!
Wow, and you said you weren't a poet! You definitely are. I don't care if there's little rhyme, it doesn't have to be.
You've got your point across so well and this is what happens in those readings of Toby King - they are flowing poetry too.
I was breathless when I finished this.
Ann
Amazing visual imagery. It would take me all day
to come up with that level of magic.
You do inspire us, Bill.
DJ.
Wow, i loved how you wrapped poetry around this today and was so enthralled with your words and your imagery today. Bill, I myself as you know stay away from poetry most times, but you did this justice and then some. Bravo, my friend! Happy Thursday now :)
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