How daring are you?

A Sumo Mom USA

earth Quakin`  
skin shakin`  
nut rakin`  
seat breakin`  
frosted flakin`  
Fried Not Bakin`  
Full "Plate"n  
Cheese Steakin`  
Happiness fakin`  
breath Taken  
soon "Wake"n  
G*D willin``  
won`t meet Satan  
 
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>  
 
  2033  
 
the average american car  
is the Winebago my peeps,  
well ya really cant call Us  
"peeps" no more  
we be NOTHIN`    
like tiny yellow  
marshmallow chicks  
fact is  
we been ingestin`  
so many    
we should be reffered to as  
"poops"  
 
mechanical beasts  
crowding the streets  
lined by every franchise  
of empty calorie eats  
attracted by the Mecca  
of faith, dreams and hope,  
convoys of mobile homes    
jam into Sacred Costco  
 
out plop our progeny  
off ass-flattened seats  
you would think them all Samoan  
yet some shockingly Japanese  
a hundred percent    
suffer  gout and weak knees  
 
the World Wide Federation of guzzlers  
scramble for grocery carts  
that are built like tanks  
as big as smart cars  
 
at this point we follow  
dear Mom through the Doors  
this warehouse    
air conditioned of course  
so New Yawk`s  
melting cauldron gluttonese  
can breathe  
as they prowl rows of manna  
that dont ever cease  
 
Our Mom cant find something  
she`s growing impatient  
(a century ago her mass  
would be shared by five Geishas)  
 
ahhhhh she has finally    
found her quarry  
the last 3 gallon jar  
of marachino cherries  
 
alas, at the oppossite    
side of the aisle  
an equally dense Latina`s  
got same jar in her sights  
 
Costco is prepared  
for such confrontations  
strategically placed  
are open salt stations  
our Yankee Rikishi    
dip in buckets of salt  
toss handfulls of sodium  
purify the contest floor  
 
on to the ritual  
of lifting legs high and stomping  
a demon-chasing prelude  
to impending adipose romping  
 
finally consumers  
are primed,unlock eyes  
hurl toward each other    
amid piercing war cries  

removed

Sharp Embrace

To retreat from all world, all that's phony
 
bringing only that which is so needed again
 
sparkling glint hypnotizes through blurry tears
 
trembling hand makes its descent, brief hesitation
 
as if any other salvation would come to me now
 
white hot sting awash in warm scarlet rivulets
 
contrasting against cool skin, pink ceramic tile
 
I dip a finger, savor the sticky viscous droplet
 
a blend of sweet, salty, and ferric mysteries
 
my eyes close as I drink in the air and resume
 
each cut caresses like tingling waves all over
 
bringing peace and relief if for but a moment

~O~

"alright this is a competition to see how daring you are. i want poems of all types, make them crazy, they can be self poems, dark, erotic anything you want just be daring!"

aight..

one

you a mess
why you want my best
who are you trying to test
trying to impress
last time out  
you’re the one who needed rest
now talking about

“be my guest”

I believe you need to refresh
If I bring it hard
you certainly cant mesh
me on the other hand

“I’m limitless”

you’re a Cap-on(e)
right here, I’ll let you call me Ness
the one who’s untouchable
the one for you that’s lovable but
don’t get it twisted

too much of the good thing
one may not resist it
get hooked, then booked
and then un-listed
try to pocket the ring when
you should’ve just
kissed it



two

cat and mouse; she was
fairly new to the game
though she’d said “she’d been around”
but she hadn’t been around long enough
not enough to withstand his flame
the burn earned and suited her up to be a Plain Jane
attempting to hide that blister
bout to put the heat to this sister
there was nothing special
nothing at all about this kitty in the litter
a victim 10 times over compared to this heavy hitter
destined to lose; an inheritor
one to get made senseless by his views
translation: this was all about her blues
capped off by his annihilating suffocation
once through with her she’d
be destined for anyone’s subjugation
gift wrapped, tied with an adequate piece of ribbon
this was the fabled monster’s vision
this as he licked his chops; him thinking
terror’s hitting home and hitting without blinking!
now what could she be thinking?

ok here goes.... i dont have competion material im afriad as spell like crap. was just gonna delete this one.. but saw your thread.


Dirty Bitch
Its a full moon again
I have to fuck these men
This is what  satisfies me
Getting sex where ever that may be

I get in the car drive really fast
The anticipation of  not knowing
exactly where i am going
Is a fucking buzz and adrenaline rush

The music is blaring ministry of sound
I cant fucking wait to get round

Dressed in high stilettos,
Gold  zips at the sides
Stockings  suspenders
So very wet inside
I cant wait for the ride

I take my bag already packed
With vibs whips and rubbers
Got to be buggered
and fucked licked and sucked

Dressed in a coat that slips off easily
then told to get down on my knees to please
It's time to come for him not me
but my time comes first
As i please myself
before I left the house

Im never sure if he will please me
Which makes it  exiting and free
I pray and i wish I hope and i dream
But to be honest Im still filled with cream

well  Drivelicious, just sent as shown below.
wicked poemi have to say, yours of course.x karen

love em, kriticool

Lost My Marbles, love your style of writing.x karen

Laid Open

Being myself
as daring I dare
to be who I am
and hang it midair,
nothing to guard me
no wall to protect
years of excuses
nostalgia
neglect.

All of my
thoughts
and my feelings
laid raw,
nothing to comfort
the truth of the Law.

Broken and savage
and laid
in the box,
my paints are all dried
my sidewalks all chalks.

At this time
of life
with my lifetime
laid out,
there's nothing
protecting
my north or my south.

Here I am nearly
as naked can be,
the long and the short
of the old codger me.

runningturtle87

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Me at 59.

Sammie Jane - brings back some memories forme, great poem. karenx

Mom

I'll just take one hit Mom, that's all I'll need
Smoke fills my lungs, the taste of speed.
Energy is rushing through my veins
Leaving me to question if I'll ever be the same
Say goodbye to things I knew
I'll try my hardest to be like you.

And for the first time Mom, since I don't know when
I feel that I should try again.
this feeling  is safe, nothing could hurt me here
not even daddy and his 40 of beer.

The food looks good, but my stomach will fight
Mom, why don't I have an appetite?
My eyes are black, they once were blue
looks like the speed is shining through.
even the little things make me so mad
so I smoke more speed, it's the best I've had.

Why can't you save me Mom, what do they want from me
they won’t let go, I can't be free.
Everyone is after me, I can feel their eyes
watching me, I can't believe their lies
I know what they're doing, it's all a trick
My paranoia is spinning making me sick.

No matter how much I drink, my mouth stays dry,
I don't even have the tears to cry
I put a hand upon my chest
there's no way I'm going to rest.
to calm me down, they feed me rum
the rest of my body feels so numb.
Am I alive or am I dead?
Mom can you feel the pounding in my head?

My heart is racing, so is my breath
my lungs must be trying to keep my from death.
Is it hot in here or is it me
Mom you feel it too, you must agree
Do I have a fever, could you tell by my sweat
they pass it to me, it’s a game of roulette
The hall it sways from side to side
my eyes taking me on a blurry ride.

I'm getting worse Mom, these movement aren't mine
I feel the twitches and tremors grow from my spine.
I tried everything, I just want to sleep
I counted and shout 3,428 sheep.

My skin is so dry, I itch all around
I roll on the floor and scratch on the ground.
Sores pop up over the skin I can see
they burn Mom, what is happening to me?

I have to fight, I am not dead
are you real Mom, or just another voice trapped inside my head?
I can't take it anymore, I'm pulling out my hair
I scratch at my neck, gasping for air.
I bang my head against the wall
get the images out, kill them all.
I can't tell what is real and what's a dream
My voice is shot, I can not scream.

Mom I just wanted to be like you
But I wish I hadn’t, if only I knew
I couldn't take the voices, I couldn't take the lies
I couldn't take everyones watchful eyes.
I wasn't sleeping, wasn't eating
everything was laced with poison, they were all cheating.
Very slowly I was wasting away
there was nothing to do, No reason to stay.
I lay forgotten, turning to rust
and blow far away alone with the dust.

Destination Dreamland

Take me on an adventure
Destination dreamland
The process is irreversible
there’s only one thing left to do
sit back and enjoy the ride.
Are you ready? Going up
High above their clouded minds
Here our joy is multiplied
This is where I catch my breath
Can’t stop the music, can’t stop the vibe
Music spinning the world faster
Slowing maybe for only a moment
Before speeding up again.

Life is like a turntable
All the world's a stage
Stars pierce through the sky
Life has taken me away
And as the dj spins his magic spell
Everything bad get’s left in dust.

The beat quickens again, we all join on the dance floor
Glow sticks shine like the pulse of life
bass booms as our hearts beat as one
Thump, thump, thump
Can you feel it in the dance floor
You are not alone anymore.

We dance as one under the shining stars
no one can take this away
this is a celebration
of life, of love
and best of all this is to Remember
remember who we are as we dance together

here it comes the bass is moving me again
and as the music spins us around
all our worries just melt away
leaving only us
is the vast darkness that has brought each of us to life.
it flows through me
can you feel it?
Just close your eyes
open your mind.

I could never be unhappy
just as long as I can dance in the desert
under the beautiful night sky
far away from judging eyes
they can't stop the music no matter what they say
we're all together anyway

I dance until my legs give out
and sing until my voice has left with the fading stars
we dance in the morning
watching the beautiful sunrise absorb what is left of the darkness
and yet here we are
the night is gone.


The heartbeat slows
then stops
the time has come
all good things must come to an end.
We say our goodbyes
share our last hugs
what we gained can't be put into words
and we will always remember.

We go back to our lives
where the world is dead and cold
forcing us to keep ourselves locked up inside
living life from day to day
it comes in one way
then leaves the other
finding nothing at all worth to say
waiting for a year to pass
and for that magical night to begin
so we can dance until the sun rises again.

runningturtle87 said:

Here I am nearly
as naked can be,
the long and the short
of the old codger me.

runningturtle87

Me at 59.

*Applause* yep, pretty daring

enjoyed this poem running turtle.x karen