Poetry competition CLOSED 18th October 2023 5:12pm
WINNER
down2dirt
down2dirt
RUNNER-UP:
WillowsWhimsies
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Flambé
Poetry Contest Description
dark erotic
Up to 20 lines with, "In the porcelain twilight dark flambé," the first line. My poem not in the competition.
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
thirsting for your soul's Dirty Martini
and raw submission's manifesto
listening to the music of Mancini
with a shadow from the silent tureen
inhaling your flesh's cold caviar
thirsting for your soul's Dirty Martini
beneath the cold moon's bitter clam
in the porcelain twilight dark flambé
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
thirsting for your soul's Dirty Martini
and raw submission's manifesto
listening to the music of Mancini
with a shadow from the silent tureen
inhaling your flesh's cold caviar
thirsting for your soul's Dirty Martini
beneath the cold moon's bitter clam
in the porcelain twilight dark flambé
Juices
In the porcelain twilight flambé
The superbly delicious brew
Of fabulous scents and juices of you
Given while disrobed, shed of vanity
More than willing to embark
On a grand love party
Between thee and me
The love of my life
You will always be
The superbly delicious brew
Of fabulous scents and juices of you
Given while disrobed, shed of vanity
More than willing to embark
On a grand love party
Between thee and me
The love of my life
You will always be
Written by robert43041
(Viking)
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On the Shoreline
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
the ocean washed my fears away.
I met you there 'neath evening skies
your lips drew out my little sighs
O'er flaming dusk- red, sunset flashes
touch me, kiss me--welling passion
Deeper than the waves can go,
further into me, you flow
and every promise that you speak,
my soul is yours, upon the beach.
All emotion you exude,
I return, tenfold to you
until the last of daylight's done
we drown, we sink, we become, one.
Written by MadameLavender
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one night stand...
in the porcelain twilight dark flambe
amidst broken bottles & cigarette remains
pressed hard against shadowed stoop
pale flesh scarlet-kissed
burnished by glow of harlot light
ivory shoulders bared to night
skirt raised to bare a scandalous thigh
darkened marks adorn in handprint pattern
where desperate fingers eagerly traveled
wine-stained sighs & lusty growls
a single thumb resting upon racing pulse
as rhythm matches hungry thrust
claws rake as teeth sink deeply
one feeds passion
the other drinks freely
only one will walk away
Written for the Flambe comp
Written by WillowsWhimsies
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Related submission no longer exists.
HER BREASTS
LOOK AT HER SWEETHEARTS,BRIMFUL OF ENERGY
DANCE TO THE RHYTHM,MOVE WHEN SHE GRINS
REVIVES,RESPIRES WHEN DENUDE....
GREEDY FOR A LUSTFUL TASTE OF JUICE
SO SOFT,EXQISITE SKIN THEY HAVE GOT
ALLURING UNDER HER GOSSAMER SILK CLOTH
TOUCH AND TASTE THE LUSCIOUS FRUITS,
AND EXTOL THEM FOREVER....
DANCE TO THE RHYTHM,MOVE WHEN SHE GRINS
REVIVES,RESPIRES WHEN DENUDE....
GREEDY FOR A LUSTFUL TASTE OF JUICE
SO SOFT,EXQISITE SKIN THEY HAVE GOT
ALLURING UNDER HER GOSSAMER SILK CLOTH
TOUCH AND TASTE THE LUSCIOUS FRUITS,
AND EXTOL THEM FOREVER....
Written by Priyanka
(PRIYANKA RAJKHOWA)
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fire wood
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
shot skyward as the firewood shifted
in the fire ring outside our tent
the emerging full moon perched
above the rippling creek
outlining you perfectly walking slowly
towards our purposely chosen camp site
all around you darkness
except the moonbeams you trod upon
my golden girl wet hair dripping
and no towel in sight
dimpled skin yearning for the fires warmth
your twilight figure becoming clearer
with each hushed step on the dirt path
at the fire ring you hesitated
legs slightly apart hands on hips
the flames lapped at your smoldering furnace
and there in the porcelain twilight
you reduced me to smoke tornadoes
as I danced around your dark flambé
shot skyward as the firewood shifted
in the fire ring outside our tent
the emerging full moon perched
above the rippling creek
outlining you perfectly walking slowly
towards our purposely chosen camp site
all around you darkness
except the moonbeams you trod upon
my golden girl wet hair dripping
and no towel in sight
dimpled skin yearning for the fires warmth
your twilight figure becoming clearer
with each hushed step on the dirt path
at the fire ring you hesitated
legs slightly apart hands on hips
the flames lapped at your smoldering furnace
and there in the porcelain twilight
you reduced me to smoke tornadoes
as I danced around your dark flambé
Written by down2dirt
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Tried to talk to you
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
Shouted over all
Steered the conversation about you
You
Screamed
Raged
Shouted some more
Why?
Is there a point to all this
Another log on this here pyre
Embers pirouette
Circling
The subsiding tide
Later you asked
Are you OK
Just be repeating what's already been said
Retreated back to silent solitude
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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In the Porcelain Twilight Dark Flambé
In the porcelain twilight dark flambé
I find your primitive lust quite enticing
The hunger for flesh is irrepressible
As the need to feed is constantly rising
I can feel your heart beating, speeding
When I come closer toward your soul
I sin in every single inch of your skin
Something I won’t be able to control
With every breath I bring a little death
In your exhales I inhale your essence
Leisure and languid amidst stark dreams
I long to hear you scream in my presence
In the lonely looming hours of the night
The desire burns deeper than any fire
For in the shadows a great ache awaits
When I take the form of a ravenous vampire
Written by wallyroo92
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