Poetry competition CLOSED 21st May 2013 8:49pm
WINNER
lightbaron
lightbaron
RUNNER-UP:
Atakti
An erotic challenge.
Anonymous
Popsicle Summer Remembered
Forever in my memory
she resides like the ice cream vendor
who arrived that afternoon
amidst teenage summer splendor
A cherry red popsicle
her breathlessly ordered treat
bare-foot and so cool
in mid-July heat
A single dip vanilla cone
my boyish enthusiastic request
watching filtered sun play peek-a-boo
from behind her thin sun dress
She held me mesmerized
licking that cold sweet juice
leaving the Bomb Pop tenting my shorts
screaming for a tight fist of abuse
Gliding by, her red stained lips
puckered around the end of that pop
my hand crushed my cone
as my one scoop shot out and dropped
White cream streamed down my arm
her fingertip captured a drip for her tongue
and I’ll never forget how she winked and whispered,
“too bad the ice cream man has already come.”
Forever in my memory
she resides like the ice cream vendor
who arrived that afternoon
amidst teenage summer splendor
A cherry red popsicle
her breathlessly ordered treat
bare-foot and so cool
in mid-July heat
A single dip vanilla cone
my boyish enthusiastic request
watching filtered sun play peek-a-boo
from behind her thin sun dress
She held me mesmerized
licking that cold sweet juice
leaving the Bomb Pop tenting my shorts
screaming for a tight fist of abuse
Gliding by, her red stained lips
puckered around the end of that pop
my hand crushed my cone
as my one scoop shot out and dropped
White cream streamed down my arm
her fingertip captured a drip for her tongue
and I’ll never forget how she winked and whispered,
“too bad the ice cream man has already come.”
She has been up since 6 o'clock
fed and dressed the kids, and put them on the bus.
Both boys, so she has to wipe the bathroom down
before the 11 seconds of prettying-up herself before work.
She comes home, sneaks 6 drags off of a cigarette
and prepares a gluten or sugar or dairy free snack,
then her and I get to crack our first beers.
She wipes the blood, snot, and mystery substances
that boys conjure up, onto her skirt
and says it's time to come in
we three begrudgingly agree
and with our sour pouts say,
"okay mom".
She does the dinner, story time, and cuddle session.
Foreheads are kissed, sweet dreams are had, and
her and I return to the porch.
Those 11 seconds earlier seem impossible now.
Mom, takes her hair down, talks to boyfriend
about where the dishes go, and then to poetry.
Non-moms can't get this sexy this quick
and she deserves every bit of appreciation
that every women has ever gotten, at once
I check on the kids, come back to her
and just look at her for a long time
look at her like she wants to be looked at
look at her long enough to lull mom and lady to sleep
note* I intended for this to get into a moderately erotic realm at least, but well, I didn't...it is implied, but still probably doesn't suit the comp very well...an interesting challenge Violet, i'm gonna leave this here for now, and try to make it fit more into your thread
(This is an old one, is it alright for this comp?)
Midnight Pleasurescape
Her hands soft and supple grace,
Press and push and pull.
Teasing to my flesh.
Burning in my soul,
As sin piles up.
Beyond our glazing bodies.
Red and harsh, puffed out with love,
Ride my pulse and don't let go.
Sighs of lovely moans.
The world never hears.
White world lacking purity,
Under those covers lay three.
Here he comes, was he watching?
The devil games we play.
He helps us stain this cotton,
With our fevered games.
Roughly grab,
Pulling close-
Strong and teasing hands.
Grunt to our sound,
Listen as we make the world go round,
Adding to the dark below,
Taken from the world above,
As these lovers claim the night-
Adding in their breathy sighs.
Tower above my waiting bed,
Even dreams lack innocence there.
Never will reality touch the joy-
The sleeping world does bring.
Where all men live out,
Daring sinful profanity.
Of the hands and lips,
The bodies touching hips,
Upon my very own.
This white world lacks the love,
Of lust-
I wish I'd known.
Midnight Pleasurescape
Her hands soft and supple grace,
Press and push and pull.
Teasing to my flesh.
Burning in my soul,
As sin piles up.
Beyond our glazing bodies.
Red and harsh, puffed out with love,
Ride my pulse and don't let go.
Sighs of lovely moans.
The world never hears.
White world lacking purity,
Under those covers lay three.
Here he comes, was he watching?
The devil games we play.
He helps us stain this cotton,
With our fevered games.
Roughly grab,
Pulling close-
Strong and teasing hands.
Grunt to our sound,
Listen as we make the world go round,
Adding to the dark below,
Taken from the world above,
As these lovers claim the night-
Adding in their breathy sighs.
Tower above my waiting bed,
Even dreams lack innocence there.
Never will reality touch the joy-
The sleeping world does bring.
Where all men live out,
Daring sinful profanity.
Of the hands and lips,
The bodies touching hips,
Upon my very own.
This white world lacks the love,
Of lust-
I wish I'd known.
Not sure if we are allowed to enter more than once Violet, so I'm posting an oldie of mine (just for fun) 
Dynamite Wrapped
You taste like lemon drops
with a sherbet center
that tingles on my tongue
as it seeps from its shell
Dynamite wrapped
waiting for me to light the fuse
with a slow burn and steady hand
until I coat your candle in my nitro mix
I am parma violet breath
kissed on the nape of your submission
along the the ridge of your hoping
and down into the passage of your longing
Selling you hand and mouth candy
for the price of a slow tongue exploration
and a ride on your muscle bound need
that has my name licked all over it
Then you told me I was beautiful
I licked my lips and fell in love with you
showing you in the sway of my hips
and the swallowing of your pride
I smothered you in my nitro mix
lit the fuse of my determination
you exploded into my liquid grip
setting my whole being on fire
Dynamite Wrapped
You taste like lemon drops
with a sherbet center
that tingles on my tongue
as it seeps from its shell
Dynamite wrapped
waiting for me to light the fuse
with a slow burn and steady hand
until I coat your candle in my nitro mix
I am parma violet breath
kissed on the nape of your submission
along the the ridge of your hoping
and down into the passage of your longing
Selling you hand and mouth candy
for the price of a slow tongue exploration
and a ride on your muscle bound need
that has my name licked all over it
Then you told me I was beautiful
I licked my lips and fell in love with you
showing you in the sway of my hips
and the swallowing of your pride
I smothered you in my nitro mix
lit the fuse of my determination
you exploded into my liquid grip
setting my whole being on fire
Beautiful Mountain Tops by Dani and C.R. Powers
I caught a glimpse, a fleeting glimpse,
It was but a moment, a speck in time
From around the corner bend, I saw again, that same women from without my mind.
Pale skin soft as a feather,without any flaws
I gave a grin for her beauty, lustfully, gave me pause,
My body in rapture, seductive curves inviting me in
Those fleshy pillows hardening my sin.
I just want to experience, the sensation beneath my fingertips
To pull her in for the kiss, as I slowly begin to swoon and trip,
A body so enchanting, I cannot help it, I'm rendered weak
My hands caressing, pressing deep,
Giving her pleasure, tending to her desires
My mind swept up in the hungry fires.
Wanting to make her mine yet I'm holding back
Just give me a sign and I'll kiss to your rack,
She leans in my ear, says she wants me too
My body closing in and my hands rising through,
Invaded by her seduction, falling slowly in love
I kiss her neck gently and wrap her getting snug.
Entwining her fingers in my hair and saying shes mine
I want to believe her and think its all fine.
Her fingers down my spine, a shiver, pulling her body close
One last swoon for a final reproach.
Finally entranced, she's recieved her pleasure.
violet said:Write something that's not your typical 'erotica'..
By that, i mean- don't use the completely typical, overused words such as; 'treasure', 'core', 'flower', folds', breath/neck, skin/skin, cock/pussy/balls etc. etc. (though, if you're going to use these, make sure they're used Differently to the norm.. make that Waaaay differently)
Really think about it. It's not always perfect.
Write in an honest, warts and all way WITHOUT using typical language or cliches.
Not looking for porn.
New entries preferred but if you have something old that fits..
feel free.
For a great example of what i'd consider 'warts and all' &'honest'
(and Please read them; use them as inspiration. Otherwise,
you'll just hit me with the same old/same old)
read these;
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/2198-seventeen-months/
by Cthonian
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/71350-battlefucking/
by Betty
(just a quick two off-the-top-of-my-head favorites)
Two weeks
Chat if you like
have fun
Just a reminder!!
(Please read the two poems i have linked)
By that, i mean- don't use the completely typical, overused words such as; 'treasure', 'core', 'flower', folds', breath/neck, skin/skin, cock/pussy/balls etc. etc. (though, if you're going to use these, make sure they're used Differently to the norm.. make that Waaaay differently)
Really think about it. It's not always perfect.
Write in an honest, warts and all way WITHOUT using typical language or cliches.
Not looking for porn.
New entries preferred but if you have something old that fits..
feel free.
For a great example of what i'd consider 'warts and all' &'honest'
(and Please read them; use them as inspiration. Otherwise,
you'll just hit me with the same old/same old)
read these;
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/2198-seventeen-months/
by Cthonian
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/71350-battlefucking/
by Betty
(just a quick two off-the-top-of-my-head favorites)
Two weeks
Chat if you like
have fun
Just a reminder!!
(Please read the two poems i have linked)
violet said:[quote-195995-violet]Write something that's not your typical 'erotica'..
By that, i mean- don't use the completely typical, overused words such as; 'treasure', 'core', 'flower', folds', breath/neck, skin/skin, cock/pussy/balls etc. etc. (though, if you're going to use these, make sure they're used Differently to the norm.. make that Waaaay differently)
Really think about it. It's not always perfect.
Write in an honest, warts and all way WITHOUT using typical language or cliches.
Not looking for porn.
New entries preferred but if you have something old that fits..
feel free.
For a great example of what i'd consider 'warts and all' &'honest'
(and Please read them; use them as inspiration. Otherwise,
you'll just hit me with the same old/same old)
read these;
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/2198-seventeen-months/
by Cthonian
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/71350-battlefucking/
by Betty
(just a quick two off-the-top-of-my-head favorites)
Two weeks
Chat if you like
have fun
Just a reminder!!
(Please read the two poems i have linked)
[/quote]
Well, even if it doesnt win, MrE and I worked hard on it, so I'm just proud to have an entry that I think is satisfactory
By that, i mean- don't use the completely typical, overused words such as; 'treasure', 'core', 'flower', folds', breath/neck, skin/skin, cock/pussy/balls etc. etc. (though, if you're going to use these, make sure they're used Differently to the norm.. make that Waaaay differently)
Really think about it. It's not always perfect.
Write in an honest, warts and all way WITHOUT using typical language or cliches.
Not looking for porn.
New entries preferred but if you have something old that fits..
feel free.
For a great example of what i'd consider 'warts and all' &'honest'
(and Please read them; use them as inspiration. Otherwise,
you'll just hit me with the same old/same old)
read these;
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/2198-seventeen-months/
by Cthonian
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/71350-battlefucking/
by Betty
(just a quick two off-the-top-of-my-head favorites)
Two weeks
Chat if you like
have fun
Just a reminder!!
(Please read the two poems i have linked)
[/quote]
Well, even if it doesnt win, MrE and I worked hard on it, so I'm just proud to have an entry that I think is satisfactory
ENTWINED
Ebony bodies entwined
Only the moonlight
Gives off light
Movement in sync
United spirits
Connected souls
This is how love feels
When it takes hold
The smell the taste
Sweetness
Soul mates
Sweetest ebony embraces
Eyes do the talking
Physical connection
Feels what you’re feeling
Hurts when you’re hurting
Can talk without speaking
The past unites them
The future guides them
Beautiful sounds of
Love making feels the room
shadows of their entwined bodies
Reflected on walls
Moon lighting the room
Feeling too good to end
Ebony embrace
Comforter, lover, friend
Bodies have become one
Ebony bodies entwined
Only the moonlight
Gives off light
Movement in sync
United spirits
Connected souls
This is how love feels
When it takes hold
The smell the taste
Sweetness
Soul mates
Sweetest ebony embraces
Eyes do the talking
Physical connection
Feels what you’re feeling
Hurts when you’re hurting
Can talk without speaking
The past unites them
The future guides them
Beautiful sounds of
Love making feels the room
shadows of their entwined bodies
Reflected on walls
Moon lighting the room
Feeling too good to end
Ebony embrace
Comforter, lover, friend
Bodies have become one
