Secondary Research
She found tales of chivalry wholly outlandish.
Her dates wore suspenders. No swords did they brandish.
She, in return, was no sexy lithe lynx,
her love-life devoid of any hijinks.
In short, she was prim and her suitors the same,
her romance as mainstream as romances came—
dates for the movies or dinner or trips
to the local tea room for crumpets and sips.
No passionate kisses. No secret elation.
Visual thrills were her sole titillation,
for secretly, she was addicted to porn.
She viewed it at midnight. Sometimes in the morn.
Although she’d never do the things that they did,
it was the single thing that she hid.
Everything else was there to be seen:
decent and wholesome and saintly and clean.
It was her belief that a life meant for viewing
should consist more of thinking of things than of doing,
and so she kept private her secret adventures,
safe from derision and gossip and censures.
As the town’s sole librarian, she was aware
that this was a side of her she’d never dare
to reveal to the world, and yet she pursued it,
knowing that no one else knew that she viewed it.
Like high adventure, such sexual fun
was best viewed from afar, but never done.
When it came to things sensual, sticky and hairy,
she preferred that her research remain secondary.
Prompts today are jinx, visual, prim, outlandish and mainstream. Image by Damla Azkan on Unsplash. Used with permission.
Note: While primary research involves active participation from the researcher themselves, secondary research involves the summary or synthesis of data and literature that has been organized and published by others.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
The secret life of a librarian, never to be revealed.
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Haha! If only we knew what those we see every day really do! Actually no – probably best not! Great one, Judy.
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I love this! What fine spin of prompt words. As long as she doesn’t use the library computer to do it, she should be fine 😉
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p.s. That is a really cool image you’ve chosen. Retro and with a lot of character.
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At times when her exhilaration became suddenly great
writing of her secrete might seal her sad fate.
So just in case her inhibitions might suddenly fall
she hung the typewriter up high on a blue wall~!
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Clever use of the secondary research idea!
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Thanks, Eilene.
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I love the poem and I love your graphic. It looks like a photograph of one of your artwork designs with the old television. I really do hope that librarian doesn’t sneak onto the town’s library computer. That could really blow her whole world into hot sexy pieces.
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She’s smart. She won’t let her worlds cross.
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