Poetry competition CLOSED 19th December 2017 00:15am
WINNER
snugglebuck
snugglebuck
RUNNERS-UP:
gardenlover
and Hepcat61
Page:
let's have fun with women
Poetry Contest Description
go deep and fill them up with our . . .
no prostitution (unless you explicitly cite a setting of legal prostitution like some rural counties within the state of Nevada or etc,) immorality, misogyny, or non-fiction (but can be a fiction that's based on your non-fiction.)
inspiration: https://twitter.com/redCanine3669/media
previous contest:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/10008/
inspiration: https://twitter.com/redCanine3669/media
previous contest:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/10008/
Knickerless
She never wore any knickers
Even with a miniskirt
She used to tease the lads
And was quite a flirt
She used her bare nether parts
To torment the men
Who thought it was a 'come on'
But she refused to say when
This situation went on and on
A virgin she remained
Still the lads came around
Their interest retained
Then one day she met
A new ardent suitor
Who initiated her in sex
And acted as her tutor
After that she covered up
Her fanny and her bum
Wearing frilly knickers
To keep her privates warm
She never wore any knickers
Even with a miniskirt
She used to tease the lads
And was quite a flirt
She used her bare nether parts
To torment the men
Who thought it was a 'come on'
But she refused to say when
This situation went on and on
A virgin she remained
Still the lads came around
Their interest retained
Then one day she met
A new ardent suitor
Who initiated her in sex
And acted as her tutor
After that she covered up
Her fanny and her bum
Wearing frilly knickers
To keep her privates warm
Anonymous
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Giving Pause(es)
Behind my left ear;
stick & poke glyphs
nerdy
pierced with little
hints
befitting this notion;
A nominal nymph
Knockoff Doc's
with less sole
troll
Footprinting - strolling
fanning your fancies
Maybe these laced-up
paws
could pad
toward your soul
A piece-y pixie
profile
provoking & petite
playfully playacts
Eyes hook;
beaming & scything beyond
single iris looks
& then:
It thaws - withdrawing
like ice flakes
sliding back...down
a straw
Snagging femmes
within swimming - grinning
instants
Tomboy teasing
toying in cadence
blithely
through
Minor moments of emittance
***
For the "Fun With Women" comp. This sort of thing happens in public every so often, I'm not into women, but sometimes my appearance might hint as such. It's endearing and cute when fleeting moments like this happen. I hope nobody reads too much into it, it's only light and flattering 😊
Written by AtoMikbomb
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No Pants Subway Ride
People are bold for going out in the cold,
Showing their assets and assessories,
(Just go with it)
As they assess as much as they can,
Revealing all the titillating mysteries.
This asinine assonance assures me in as much,
(Or better yet is ascertains)
That assimilation in the masses is asseptable,
Even when assiduousness is set aside,
People assert their aspects as perceptible.
It takes assertive individuals to participate,
In this astonishing, astounding and sassy act,
Don’t assume but rather ask why this assembly,
What aspires subway associates to join this pact.
You have to be astute so as to not assault,
Or rather insult others during this assignment,
Society (as a whole) may not understand the pizzazz,
It has to be done with class and certain refinement.
But!
They may rebut with what is their given freedom,
To express, to show their assorted colors and shapes,
So I say there’s nothing wrong with a little…throng,
As long as it’s done cheeky, classy and with good taste.
People are bold for going out in the cold,
Showing their assets and assessories,
(Just go with it)
As they assess as much as they can,
Revealing all the titillating mysteries.
This asinine assonance assures me in as much,
(Or better yet is ascertains)
That assimilation in the masses is asseptable,
Even when assiduousness is set aside,
People assert their aspects as perceptible.
It takes assertive individuals to participate,
In this astonishing, astounding and sassy act,
Don’t assume but rather ask why this assembly,
What aspires subway associates to join this pact.
You have to be astute so as to not assault,
Or rather insult others during this assignment,
Society (as a whole) may not understand the pizzazz,
It has to be done with class and certain refinement.
But!
They may rebut with what is their given freedom,
To express, to show their assorted colors and shapes,
So I say there’s nothing wrong with a little…throng,
As long as it’s done cheeky, classy and with good taste.
HER STUFF
She indeed is seduction:
Loosing the bolt of emotions.
With eyes swathed in deceptions,
beckoning to eyes for elation.
She's gone like a flash with his purse:
And all she say 'Don't take me in by force'.
But look at what she's got:
She's another chapter of whore.
17:15:12:23:14
She indeed is seduction:
Loosing the bolt of emotions.
With eyes swathed in deceptions,
beckoning to eyes for elation.
She's gone like a flash with his purse:
And all she say 'Don't take me in by force'.
But look at what she's got:
She's another chapter of whore.
17:15:12:23:14
Anonymous
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I have ever been
A lover of women
And I am sure some
Have loved me
In my heart
A burning fire
For a woman to love
And be loved by me
Through cold shoulders
And distant flames
And occasional evenings
With girls, apparently, without names
I have haunted parties
And hunted conversations
Looking for the
One to end my isolation
And never finding
Wandered further along
Hoping my to end my
Wandering 'ere long
Now I'm fervently praying
I've reached my destination.
For the Fun with Women competition.
A lover of women
And I am sure some
Have loved me
In my heart
A burning fire
For a woman to love
And be loved by me
Through cold shoulders
And distant flames
And occasional evenings
With girls, apparently, without names
I have haunted parties
And hunted conversations
Looking for the
One to end my isolation
And never finding
Wandered further along
Hoping my to end my
Wandering 'ere long
Now I'm fervently praying
I've reached my destination.
For the Fun with Women competition.
FINGERS
(a sonnet)
Your sweetest crave aware as we begin,
We draw the liquid lilt of your desire:
The grip of slickest silk that’s found within,
The heat that permeates your depths with fire.
First tips then ripples pull to give us place.
With stirring lift, you rise to take our all.
Soon winding move for move increasing pace,
With joy of streaming love we rise and fall.
With thumb's employ, your feathered pearl impress,
We curl to find and lift you from your spot.
A wail arise from our dual caress,
As muscles writhe and tense with ending sought.
We sense the throb of your coming release,
Still coaxing wet to know its full increase.
Your sweetest crave aware as we begin,
We draw the liquid lilt of your desire:
The grip of slickest silk that’s found within,
The heat that permeates your depths with fire.
First tips then ripples pull to give us place.
With stirring lift, you rise to take our all.
Soon winding move for move increasing pace,
With joy of streaming love we rise and fall.
With thumb's employ, your feathered pearl impress,
We curl to find and lift you from your spot.
A wail arise from our dual caress,
As muscles writhe and tense with ending sought.
We sense the throb of your coming release,
Still coaxing wet to know its full increase.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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