Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me.
Listening To Puddingwife - with Grace
Voices in the wind's twilight
words of bamboo calming life
on branches covered with white
the songs of memories fife
listening to the Puddingwife
words of bamboo calming life
lullabied to sleep the listener
soft rain on bamboo leaves
voices of love in whispers
calm the weary soul
lay him down to sleep
on the downy dreams
words of bamboo calming life
on branches covered with white
the songs of memories fife
listening to the Puddingwife
words of bamboo calming life
lullabied to sleep the listener
soft rain on bamboo leaves
voices of love in whispers
calm the weary soul
lay him down to sleep
on the downy dreams
#collaboration
#nature
#philosophical
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Waters of Dreams
The conscience of my soul scarlet light sunset
with the herons that shake the willows
in shadows that we dance horizon ever bright
dipping oars into the waters of dreams
whispering the music of my soul's glee
as the moon is sailing upon the tide
listening to sounds of yesterday's nightingales
perched in the trees of the thistle glow
hanging a star on a poetic string
dipping oars into the waters of dreams
with the herons that shake the willows
in shadows that we dance horizon ever bright
dipping oars into the waters of dreams
whispering the music of my soul's glee
as the moon is sailing upon the tide
listening to sounds of yesterday's nightingales
perched in the trees of the thistle glow
hanging a star on a poetic string
dipping oars into the waters of dreams
#inspirational
#nature
#philosophical
31 reads
2 Comments
Air Not Water, Not
What follows after the dark
scarecrows in the fields
fodder of the dead
air not water, not
of demons from hell
standing ten feet high
with plum dark tongues
air not water, not
for my brother Sot
scarecrows in the fields
fodder of the dead
air not water, not
of demons from hell
standing ten feet high
with plum dark tongues
air not water, not
for my brother Sot
#dark
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No Haiku Bamboo
No haiku bamboo silhouette
against the moon listening
with large ears of bamboo
of old men and sake
as time slips away
no haiku bamboo silhouette
like the waters
when the moon sails out
against the moon listening
with large ears of bamboo
of old men and sake
as time slips away
no haiku bamboo silhouette
like the waters
when the moon sails out
#philosophical
40 reads
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Twilight's Cold Formaldehyde
A snickering ensemble dark as scars of your lies
pulsing the veins between your rising thighs
tonguing the memories of my thirsting curse
licking the mustache of your swollen slit
tasting a virginal feast as your fingers scratch
conjuring the blues looking good bled
releasing my seed into your pod
of twilight's cold formaldehyde
a snickering ensemble dark as scars of your lies
pulsing the veins between your rising thighs
tonguing the memories of my thirsting curse
licking the mustache of your swollen slit
tasting a virginal feast as your fingers scratch
conjuring the blues looking good bled
releasing my seed into your pod
of twilight's cold formaldehyde
a snickering ensemble dark as scars of your lies
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Inner Voice
Space without shape simplicities face
soothing the soul running free
where thoughts and stillness cease
calming the tempest with tea
embracing serenity and life
with something new
a place to find one's inner voice
soothing the soul running free
where thoughts and stillness cease
calming the tempest with tea
embracing serenity and life
with something new
a place to find one's inner voice
#philosophical
47 reads
2 Comments
Kiss of Quiche
Dark is my quiche and shadows that follow
dreams that are made for nightmares
the softest quiet of sensual harmonies
and haunting melodies of our quiche
for no one cries to a solitary coffin
like marionettes on strings lusting
a pornographic kiss of quiche
naked in blasphemy
with lips stitched for a smile
the softest quiet of sensual harmonies
dreams that are made for nightmares
the softest quiet of sensual harmonies
and haunting melodies of our quiche
for no one cries to a solitary coffin
like marionettes on strings lusting
a pornographic kiss of quiche
naked in blasphemy
with lips stitched for a smile
the softest quiet of sensual harmonies
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
66 reads
4 Comments
Shenanigan Leaves
In nature's display of winks
and shenanigan leaves
with wings of gold
as a twilight shadow
wanders lonely
neath the moon's breath
embraced by the winds
in love's hues of rain
whispers of leaves sweet caress
and shenanigan leaves
with wings of gold
as a twilight shadow
wanders lonely
neath the moon's breath
embraced by the winds
in love's hues of rain
whispers of leaves sweet caress
#inspirational
#nature
53 reads
2 Comments
Lusting Disciple
From the mouth's Harlot
cognac's lusting disciple
Midnight's snifter
cognac's lusting disciple
Midnight's snifter
#haiku
54 reads
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Unlit Lonely
Unlit lonely sweet voyeur eyes
dark opaque whisper
mime's theatrical shadow
lusting identity of naked flesh
exploring carnage of tongue
staining your smile
of decadence here and beyond
dark opaque whisper
mime's theatrical shadow
lusting identity of naked flesh
exploring carnage of tongue
staining your smile
of decadence here and beyond
#erotic
#gothic
#vampires
79 reads
2 Comments
Silhouette of Trees
Surrounded by the green silhouette of trees
and the air we breathe of painted blue sky
nature's philosophy and haunting mysticism
knowing not what to write because I live it
little intoxicating but the grapes are sweet
putting my foot in the water I still feel the trees
and the air we breathe of painted blue sky
nature's philosophy and haunting mysticism
knowing not what to write because I live it
little intoxicating but the grapes are sweet
putting my foot in the water I still feel the trees
#nature
#philosophical
71 reads
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How Deep Is Your Cherry
In shadows of silhouette
masquerading arabesque
with vampire's mascara
in Twilight's dripping stiletto
whispering...
"How deep is your cherry"
in dark's everlasting foreplay
on the road to hell
in a voyeur's Winnebago
masquerading arabesque
with vampire's mascara
in Twilight's dripping stiletto
whispering...
"How deep is your cherry"
in dark's everlasting foreplay
on the road to hell
in a voyeur's Winnebago
#erotic
#vampires
95 reads
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