Poetry competition CLOSED 14th July 2017 7:54pm
WINNER
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
RUNNER-UP:
Grace
DUP Poetess Queens Erotic Comp
Poetry Contest Description
Write an erotic tribute in honor of a poetess on here
In honor of the many beautiful women here in Deep Underground, I'd like to see some tributes in a erotic fashion in honor of your favorite poetess. I will make a male version shortly as soon as my other competiton is over 
Rules:
- Title the poem with the Poetess' username that you've chosen
- 1 entry only
- Pick only one poetess
- Nothing extremely vulgar, but still keep it sexy
- Can be as long or short as you want
- Be creative
Rules:
- Title the poem with the Poetess' username that you've chosen
- 1 entry only
- Pick only one poetess
- Nothing extremely vulgar, but still keep it sexy
- Can be as long or short as you want
- Be creative
Good Grace
In fashion
Of brave heart howl
With glimmering hope in the end
She waltzes
Delicate steps into our good Grace
She has wisdom
Accumulated
Never understated
By the many who throw themselves madly on our senses
Overwhelming us with polite buggerung
Or fiendish sluttering
She dances lightly on our synapses
Gracefully
But fully
Always to be respected
She is the queen....
Long live
By womanly design
I would like to throw pink petals to match her shine
Imagine her feel...
And scent
Pahtchouli in clouds of white
Sandlewood haven of arms wrapped tight
Head rested on breast
Eyes closed as she strokes
And i am rocked by her night
In fashion
Of brave heart howl
With glimmering hope in the end
She waltzes
Delicate steps into our good Grace
She has wisdom
Accumulated
Never understated
By the many who throw themselves madly on our senses
Overwhelming us with polite buggerung
Or fiendish sluttering
She dances lightly on our synapses
Gracefully
But fully
Always to be respected
She is the queen....
Long live
By womanly design
I would like to throw pink petals to match her shine
Imagine her feel...
And scent
Pahtchouli in clouds of white
Sandlewood haven of arms wrapped tight
Head rested on breast
Eyes closed as she strokes
And i am rocked by her night
Mrs. Rocky Jackson
How I love Mrs. Jackson
She is the poetess consummate
But her erotic romantic stories
Is the cause for my infatuation
And her alluring portraits
Demonstrates a beauty
With an imagination
I’d so like to try and hit
On Mrs.Rocky Jackson
But I’m too afraid that
Mr. Rocky Jacskson will beat
The living out shit out of me
And put me in traction
How I love Mrs. Jackson
She is the poetess consummate
But her erotic romantic stories
Is the cause for my infatuation
And her alluring portraits
Demonstrates a beauty
With an imagination
I’d so like to try and hit
On Mrs.Rocky Jackson
But I’m too afraid that
Mr. Rocky Jacskson will beat
The living out shit out of me
And put me in traction
Anonymous
--Ahavati Makes Me Feel Froggy & I Want To Hop All Over Her With Romance--
There's something about that Ahavati that's different from all the rest of the girls, she's the absolute best when it comes to politics, when she plays them,
it makes my privates get hard. But I really think it's her power stance that turns me on the most. Romance her? Absolutely. Dance with her? Hell ya!
Whenever she gets into that hardcore moderator stance, I go bonkers with desire, I get into a zombie trance, I mean my whole body ignites on fire, I explode
& I go brain dead.
Sweet Jesus, my whole persona gets charged up with electricity, my nipples get fully erect & some obvious things happen to my other body parts
that are too freaking extreme
to describe in a competition poem.
All I can say is this people--if she wanted to play leap frog, I'd submit in a New York minute....it would be fun...ribbit, ribbit!
There's something about that Ahavati that's different from all the rest of the girls, she's the absolute best when it comes to politics, when she plays them,
it makes my privates get hard. But I really think it's her power stance that turns me on the most. Romance her? Absolutely. Dance with her? Hell ya!
Whenever she gets into that hardcore moderator stance, I go bonkers with desire, I get into a zombie trance, I mean my whole body ignites on fire, I explode
& I go brain dead.
Sweet Jesus, my whole persona gets charged up with electricity, my nipples get fully erect & some obvious things happen to my other body parts
that are too freaking extreme
to describe in a competition poem. All I can say is this people--if she wanted to play leap frog, I'd submit in a New York minute....it would be fun...ribbit, ribbit!
Anonymous
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For: flowergirl
Flowing waves of flaming glass
Lights the shipman's way alas
On tranquil nights the moon will guide
W'eternal* souls enjoy the ride
Elated "how could happiness be"
Related to love and poetry?
Good verse & the blessing readily find
Inside the beauty of your mind
REALLY search
Love ain't blind.
*W'eternal- self-annotated word used to conjoin [we] and [eternal] in order to "preserve meter & rhythm"
Flowing waves of flaming glass
Lights the shipman's way alas
On tranquil nights the moon will guide
W'eternal* souls enjoy the ride
Elated "how could happiness be"
Related to love and poetry?
Good verse & the blessing readily find
Inside the beauty of your mind
REALLY search
Love ain't blind.
*W'eternal- self-annotated word used to conjoin [we] and [eternal] in order to "preserve meter & rhythm"
Anonymous
Thank you KS........I'm very honored for this beautiful tribute........purple luv & hugs xo :)
Taryn My Eternal Goddess
i'll meet you by the sea
nude and open
no guile will you find
azure eyes gazing into brown pools
telling truths hidden
untying binds that hinder
we are free to feel
exploring the depths of each other
hands on milky flesh
kissing you tenderly
passionate tangerine tongue
laps at your sweet spots
taking you in my arms
I am unafraid
in your shade I'm home
rolling in the waves
thunderclaps
applaud our love making
the stars shine on silken skin
spun from the cosmos
my lovely one you shimmer
bringing tenderness from my lips
they meet yours for an eternal kiss
yes my love i'll meet you by the sea
where two will be one
intimate in a way
no words can express
I hope this love letter
finds you in all your glory
bedecked in moonlight
my eternal Goddess
(inspired by my beautiful Taryn)
(while listening to Andrea Bocelli Con te Partiro)
[/https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tcrfvP11Hboi]
Written by crimsin
(Unveiling)
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For Taryn my beautiful love..
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
as always my love, we are attached at the hip 🌻
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/258202-lace-me-crimsin/
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/258202-lace-me-crimsin/
Anonymous
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Oh Jennifer Jennifer
your eyes flirtatious
looking out into a world
only you can experience
your lips luscious
pouting for the many kisses
of ardent lovers
fingernails painted red
imagine the sensation of a scratch
a touch, sending shivers of pleasure
Oh Jennifer, Jennifer
a calamity to my thoughts
gin of my mind
I get drunk
on your poems that explore beyond
more than I will ever dare
Yet deep inside
I ride in your stories
feeling the caress of your caresses.
your eyes flirtatious
looking out into a world
only you can experience
your lips luscious
pouting for the many kisses
of ardent lovers
fingernails painted red
imagine the sensation of a scratch
a touch, sending shivers of pleasure
Oh Jennifer, Jennifer
a calamity to my thoughts
gin of my mind
I get drunk
on your poems that explore beyond
more than I will ever dare
Yet deep inside
I ride in your stories
feeling the caress of your caresses.
Jade Tigers and Greek Boxes
For Blake, a jungle fire that burned the night;
For Milne, a velvet ass that bounced like springs.
I’m sure that naked glimpse would get me right,
For her loquacious curves, a hard read brings.
In purrs and softest growls, my green jeweled cat,
Makes quiet slink and stalk through DEEPest wood
From opened Grecian box brings forth exact,
The scribe, both grace and fury has withstood.
I long this tiger’s bite would find its way
To meld with mine and find our bold release.
To tease and tear, to take in tigers’ play
The other’s muscled lines ‘til all strength cease.
From opened mouths both words and others come,
From opened soul and love a DEEPer Sum.
For Blake, a jungle fire that burned the night;
For Milne, a velvet ass that bounced like springs.
I’m sure that naked glimpse would get me right,
For her loquacious curves, a hard read brings.
In purrs and softest growls, my green jeweled cat,
Makes quiet slink and stalk through DEEPest wood
From opened Grecian box brings forth exact,
The scribe, both grace and fury has withstood.
I long this tiger’s bite would find its way
To meld with mine and find our bold release.
To tease and tear, to take in tigers’ play
The other’s muscled lines ‘til all strength cease.
From opened mouths both words and others come,
From opened soul and love a DEEPer Sum.
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
Anonymous
DevlinDLC said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/277029-a-sunset-that-splits-with-no-regrets/
for Splitsunsets_XVII
for Splitsunsets_XVII
Thank you everyone for entering,
I will now finally make the male version of this comp so please wait till it is finished
Till then thank you so much, congratulations to the winners and everyone made such wonderful and sexy poems.
Every one of the ladies here at DUP truly deserved these tributes.
I will now finally make the male version of this comp so please wait till it is finished
Till then thank you so much, congratulations to the winners and everyone made such wonderful and sexy poems.
Every one of the ladies here at DUP truly deserved these tributes.
