Poetry competition CLOSED 30th June 2019 9:13pm
WINNER
Poetryman
Poetryman
RUNNERS-UP:
Tallen
and Teeya
Metaphorically Sensual
Poetry Contest Description
Pack your erotic poetry or prose full of yummy metaphors!
It's time to describe your sex & sensuality with unique alternatives. No vulgarities allowed....
( c*ck, c*nt, di*k, pu*sy, a*s, ect), but f*ck can very well be used while remaining classy & sensual. All those terms are overused & unnecessary to create an erotic piece. Metaphors are encouraged for all words & actions to create a vivid picture. Remember.... the keywords are sensual & metaphors.....
Anonymous
Envelope me, Again
from a package of 50, one pulled
by slender soft fingers and hand
gentle sensual and cool
told me, I am her man.
her pen upon my skin,
tickles me with delight
each stroke makes me giggle
as her ink continues to write.
Her hands slide a message within
causing me to want her more
I lay on the table and grin
Knowing that there will be more.
Smoothed out upon my form
she carefully opens my flap
Her hands causes me to warm
As she licks the glue off my lap.
Now she folds the flap shut
And seals me with a strong press
For a moment in loving time
Our skin is in perfect caress!
And now with a Forever stamp
She readies our final post
O, envelope me again
for I want only her the most.
by slender soft fingers and hand
gentle sensual and cool
told me, I am her man.
her pen upon my skin,
tickles me with delight
each stroke makes me giggle
as her ink continues to write.
Her hands slide a message within
causing me to want her more
I lay on the table and grin
Knowing that there will be more.
Smoothed out upon my form
she carefully opens my flap
Her hands causes me to warm
As she licks the glue off my lap.
Now she folds the flap shut
And seals me with a strong press
For a moment in loving time
Our skin is in perfect caress!
And now with a Forever stamp
She readies our final post
O, envelope me again
for I want only her the most.
Written by Tallen
(earth_empath)
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COUNTRY MATTERS
Deep rumbles of thunder
natures timpani
usher in dark gray clouds
heavy with rain
streaks of lightning
slash the Summer sky
the smell of damp earth
mixed with wet hay
refresh and comfort the scene
intermittent moans of passion sound
mid the whistling wind
coursing through gaps
in the sun-bleached red planks
of the ancient barn
she hovers over him
her hair the golden color
of the straw that makes
their lover’s bed
like a newborn babe
he suckles her breasts
as she gently rocks to and fro
on his stalk
rooted deep in her warm, humid soil
bending down
she meets his lips
closing nature’s circle
natures timpani
usher in dark gray clouds
heavy with rain
streaks of lightning
slash the Summer sky
the smell of damp earth
mixed with wet hay
refresh and comfort the scene
intermittent moans of passion sound
mid the whistling wind
coursing through gaps
in the sun-bleached red planks
of the ancient barn
she hovers over him
her hair the golden color
of the straw that makes
their lover’s bed
like a newborn babe
he suckles her breasts
as she gently rocks to and fro
on his stalk
rooted deep in her warm, humid soil
bending down
she meets his lips
closing nature’s circle
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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LONGTIME LOVERS
Everyday my lover takes me out
sometimes we stay at his place
just me and him
I am most happy
when we spend time alone
Often he massages my entire body
on occasion he uses oil
captivated am I by the sensation
of strong hands sliding
along my soft, voluptuous curves
leaving no part untouched
inside I giggle when his fingers
run up and down my spine
I thrill as he reaches for his bow
beginning slowly
he glides his stiff stick
across my vibrating strings
contentedly I hum
suddenly he quickens his thrusts
in great drops his sweat lands on my skin
laboring so hard to please me
I moan louder and louder
finally screaming in utter ecstasy
overcome by emotion he weeps
thanking me for singing so beautifully
Frequently we go to big parties
we always get good seats
raised above the crowd
my lover looks handsome
always dressed in black tuxedo and bow tie
our host, a popular man, enters
the crowd cheers his arrival
he begins to wildly gesticulate
Under the host’s direction
we make sweet love
right there in front of hundreds
of approving onlookers
smiling I remember my first time in public
I was frozen by inhibition
until, I saw all around us
others locked in passions embrace
The host commands FASTER! FASTER!
until with a glorious climax
he motions for us to stop
the crowd, enraptured, roars
exhausted and yet still enthralled
we make our way home
I will rest a short while
until again my lover takes me out
sometimes we stay at his place
just me and him
I am most happy
when we spend time alone
Often he massages my entire body
on occasion he uses oil
captivated am I by the sensation
of strong hands sliding
along my soft, voluptuous curves
leaving no part untouched
inside I giggle when his fingers
run up and down my spine
I thrill as he reaches for his bow
beginning slowly
he glides his stiff stick
across my vibrating strings
contentedly I hum
suddenly he quickens his thrusts
in great drops his sweat lands on my skin
laboring so hard to please me
I moan louder and louder
finally screaming in utter ecstasy
overcome by emotion he weeps
thanking me for singing so beautifully
Frequently we go to big parties
we always get good seats
raised above the crowd
my lover looks handsome
always dressed in black tuxedo and bow tie
our host, a popular man, enters
the crowd cheers his arrival
he begins to wildly gesticulate
Under the host’s direction
we make sweet love
right there in front of hundreds
of approving onlookers
smiling I remember my first time in public
I was frozen by inhibition
until, I saw all around us
others locked in passions embrace
The host commands FASTER! FASTER!
until with a glorious climax
he motions for us to stop
the crowd, enraptured, roars
exhausted and yet still enthralled
we make our way home
I will rest a short while
until again my lover takes me out
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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Recherché Almirahs
Your stars,
galaxies of radiant Beauty
cause me to remember
how I drowned when I fell
into You……..
the sparkling wells
embedded in Your eyes
Struggling to breathe
reaching for comet tails
flailing about achingly
stretching to capture
the rings
any golden rings
of any planet nearby
Unaccomplished
I ceded my all
my wealth of twinkling
diamonds and pearls
adding to Your
armoire universe
and the dross from
our searing coronas
sealed a love
to last until our rebirth
or the death of a
universe
Trying, failing
beginning again
Living, learning
knowing no end
bound to You
we are free to
share the celestial
gems to all
with the heart
to understand
galaxies of radiant Beauty
cause me to remember
how I drowned when I fell
into You……..
the sparkling wells
embedded in Your eyes
Struggling to breathe
reaching for comet tails
flailing about achingly
stretching to capture
the rings
any golden rings
of any planet nearby
Unaccomplished
I ceded my all
my wealth of twinkling
diamonds and pearls
adding to Your
armoire universe
and the dross from
our searing coronas
sealed a love
to last until our rebirth
or the death of a
universe
Trying, failing
beginning again
Living, learning
knowing no end
bound to You
we are free to
share the celestial
gems to all
with the heart
to understand
Written by Tallen
(earth_empath)
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Aural
Open up and let me slide these verses in,
The expressions may be a little rough,
Yet the overall sensation will feel like sin,
It will be impulsive and off the cuff.
I love the fiction and you’ll like my diction,
My innuendos are tacitly tactically placed,
It’s an addiction to increase the affliction,
To have you enticed and thoroughly baste.
And the reason, well for my implied rhymes,
To have you climb up the walls of my mind,
Like a well behaved depraved word slave,
Quivering as I’m delivering every single line.
I may not be the prolific cunning linguist,
But my bilingual skills will certainly commingle,
Bending and blending eloquent elements,
To the point that you’ll feel a certain tingle.
But not one single profane term may be spoken,
The trick is in the building of the anticipation,
Whetting the appetite, setting the mood right,
Until you’re filled with curiosity and expectation.
So take my lame limerick as I brim with lyric,
The pleasure to aurally tease you is all mine,
I’ll try to satisfy your mind’s eye and spirit,
And at the cusp it will all feel so divine.
Now, let’s begin…
Open up and let me slide these verses in,
The expressions may be a little rough,
Yet the overall sensation will feel like sin,
It will be impulsive and off the cuff.
I love the fiction and you’ll like my diction,
My innuendos are tacitly tactically placed,
It’s an addiction to increase the affliction,
To have you enticed and thoroughly baste.
And the reason, well for my implied rhymes,
To have you climb up the walls of my mind,
Like a well behaved depraved word slave,
Quivering as I’m delivering every single line.
I may not be the prolific cunning linguist,
But my bilingual skills will certainly commingle,
Bending and blending eloquent elements,
To the point that you’ll feel a certain tingle.
But not one single profane term may be spoken,
The trick is in the building of the anticipation,
Whetting the appetite, setting the mood right,
Until you’re filled with curiosity and expectation.
So take my lame limerick as I brim with lyric,
The pleasure to aurally tease you is all mine,
I’ll try to satisfy your mind’s eye and spirit,
And at the cusp it will all feel so divine.
Now, let’s begin…
The spume that marked where we had been🧜♀️
( a Sonnet )
The motion of a wave that comes to shore
Like everytime you hover over me.
To have me sink in drift of ocean floor,
That draws me deep away far out to sea.
Entrust for all the while you take my breath,
Each of your lover’s vice [keep still my heart].
The stronger claim of time must be a death,
Each act we find it hard for us to part.
And yet we do, as day will come to pass,
And day will turn to night to be disguised.
The ebb & flow, the sound of current’s rasp,
To dive, you seek in spite the weight, and rise.
As dappled sunlight from the surface bends,
We’ll dip & meet as pods of dolphins send.
The motion of a wave that comes to shore
Like everytime you hover over me.
To have me sink in drift of ocean floor,
That draws me deep away far out to sea.
Entrust for all the while you take my breath,
Each of your lover’s vice [keep still my heart].
The stronger claim of time must be a death,
Each act we find it hard for us to part.
And yet we do, as day will come to pass,
And day will turn to night to be disguised.
The ebb & flow, the sound of current’s rasp,
To dive, you seek in spite the weight, and rise.
As dappled sunlight from the surface bends,
We’ll dip & meet as pods of dolphins send.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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The rose
She unfurls,
Before my gaze,
Her love, as beautiful
As a fresh budding rose,
Glistening with the first
Delicate drops of morning dew,
Her scent, drifting so sweetly
From that luscious flower,
Her hands, as delicate
As butterfly wings,
Flutter lightly upon
Her intimate petals,
Her breath, the gentle
Sigh of a summer breeze,
At her own subtle musings,
Her face, the glory of
The midday sun,
As the bud swells,
In the wonder that is her,
This garden of Eden,
Captivating and commanding
As she grows wild and free,
In the throes
Of her self arousal,
And she reaches full bloom
In a cascade of euphoria,
My beautiful lover,
My delicate flower,
My unfurling rose
Before my gaze,
Her love, as beautiful
As a fresh budding rose,
Glistening with the first
Delicate drops of morning dew,
Her scent, drifting so sweetly
From that luscious flower,
Her hands, as delicate
As butterfly wings,
Flutter lightly upon
Her intimate petals,
Her breath, the gentle
Sigh of a summer breeze,
At her own subtle musings,
Her face, the glory of
The midday sun,
As the bud swells,
In the wonder that is her,
This garden of Eden,
Captivating and commanding
As she grows wild and free,
In the throes
Of her self arousal,
And she reaches full bloom
In a cascade of euphoria,
My beautiful lover,
My delicate flower,
My unfurling rose
Written by Rjm
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Anonymous
innocence
sodden misery bled seminal fluid
an open wound penetrated by you
god over my heart how I ache
until you came into my hidden places--
the touch and feel of you...your smell
and when you kiss me
I die a thousand deaths on your alter of sin
passion beyond the depth of thought
you are the pneuma I'm unable to fathom
how you enter my sanctuary and undress my soul
strip it bear until there is nowhere left to hide
the tiny bits of my bone and flesh who wish to remain secret
uncovered one by one...they were made for you
handcrafted by the gods themselves for your hands
you come gently in and know me
in the way, only a man and a woman can
you come into me and I am whole
tenderly you caress my soul
I see my reflection in your eyes and I am beautiful
so delicate a creature I shimmer
you have reverence here this place is sacred
laying your gifts on the alter...you say prayers to my sin
the darkness knows you
it hovers over my eternal pools... smoke
your prayers send it to the heavens
my spirit renewed by your touch
then and only then do you release your passion
deep within my innocence
my inner goddess has been waiting for you for eons
deity over the hidden realms with stars in your eyes
I'm finally home...my God...in your arms
Written by crimsin
(Unveiling)
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