Poetry competition CLOSED 19th May 2013 11:10pm
WINNER
kriticool
kriticool
RUNNER-UP:
marielavoue
Page:
Cheat for me
Anonymous
“None of the Marmots”
http://jwilson.coe.uga.edu/EMAT6680Su09/Henderson/Test%20Pictures/fun/yellow-2dbellied-20marmot-small.jpg
Day after day,
I sat observing the pinnacle
for easier ways.
Weeks went by,
I continued
watching the jagged-pinnacle,
so high in the clouds,
it seemed unattainable.
In all conditions,
sunny,
overcast,
wet or dry,
I copiously studied
the various routes
to the top.
Some rocky ledges
blocked the normal way,
scree fields
covered the passes,
slid into numerous
dangerous-ravines.
Interestingly,
after some time,
I spied an easier way
to the summit,
a granite-slab was perched
just below the prize,
one meter wide,
a quick jump
from the standard path
and
you’d hit pay dirt,
earn a hard-victory.
It was too easy to jump
the slab and win.
Then it dawned on me,
seemed very strange
that
none of the marmots
ever took the bait,
they preferred
the harder way,
they were pure climbers,
not cheaters.
It was then
I spied the tiny
pile of animal-bones
near the chute,
some did
die
trying.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZKaD6Gn9cc
http://jwilson.coe.uga.edu/EMAT6680Su09/Henderson/Test%20Pictures/fun/yellow-2dbellied-20marmot-small.jpg
Day after day,
I sat observing the pinnacle
for easier ways.
Weeks went by,
I continued
watching the jagged-pinnacle,
so high in the clouds,
it seemed unattainable.
In all conditions,
sunny,
overcast,
wet or dry,
I copiously studied
the various routes
to the top.
Some rocky ledges
blocked the normal way,
scree fields
covered the passes,
slid into numerous
dangerous-ravines.
Interestingly,
after some time,
I spied an easier way
to the summit,
a granite-slab was perched
just below the prize,
one meter wide,
a quick jump
from the standard path
and
you’d hit pay dirt,
earn a hard-victory.
It was too easy to jump
the slab and win.
Then it dawned on me,
seemed very strange
that
none of the marmots
ever took the bait,
they preferred
the harder way,
they were pure climbers,
not cheaters.
It was then
I spied the tiny
pile of animal-bones
near the chute,
some did
die
trying.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZKaD6Gn9cc
pretty_normal said:no rules, enjoy, thank you.
CHEAT FOR YOU - I THINK YOU'RE PRETTY TOO
She had said, no rules
enjoy and
then she even thanked us
thought and hoping it was just for us
pretty_normal?
what do I know about normal when to cheat is at hand?
so then I was given over to what else she had said:
I think you’re pretty
Stay cute for me.
Oh pretty please?
Like your pretty face in the pretty breeze,
that brings you to your pretty knees.
Stay there don't move.
Don't change.
If I could I’d rearrange, that awkward smile upon your chin,
to one I've caused or begun.
Begin
to recreate the ideals that keep you so perfect and yet so real.
Disengaging lip from scent, to touch,
my love I can't simply be enough?
Adore or enthral,
and enthrallingly adore,
so simply adore.
Darling I implore
you take my fist of mended craze,
as I intend to get lost in you for days.
that’s what she said
pulled my stiches
which is
what was wanted
I was fluxed
so damn haunted
all this talk of ador
-able
right into my core
this fable
how it seeped…written
right through
what was I to do?
the clanging
clinging to my inside
sure I had another but
them, I’d let ride
she had me
and I could not hide
on my knees
like the blushing bride
I thought about this
this cheater’s
fling
was it worth the birth of suffering?
pretty_normal
perhaps that’s her way
to steal a heart, then
run away
Anonymous
CHEATING
My lover is cheating on me
This requires discipline
When he comes to see me
He will be naked, bound and chained
In my basement he will go
So I can torture him until he goes insane
My first husband cheated on me
He did not know I am a BRUJA
Wished his car went off the road
Phoned the next day
Did you do it – you witch?
I twitched my nose
He got the willies
That did not teach him anything
Once you cheat
It is an addiction thing
I cheated on my lover
He was a hard and brutal man
He beat me up and made me suffer
Called me his bitch
Made me his slave
For a year, I lived as a sex slave
There is no such fury as a woman scorned
But do not think men will take it
For my lover taught me a hard lesson
If I cheat again….he will kill me
And get away with it.
My lover is cheating on me
This requires discipline
When he comes to see me
He will be naked, bound and chained
In my basement he will go
So I can torture him until he goes insane
My first husband cheated on me
He did not know I am a BRUJA
Wished his car went off the road
Phoned the next day
Did you do it – you witch?
I twitched my nose
He got the willies
That did not teach him anything
Once you cheat
It is an addiction thing
I cheated on my lover
He was a hard and brutal man
He beat me up and made me suffer
Called me his bitch
Made me his slave
For a year, I lived as a sex slave
There is no such fury as a woman scorned
But do not think men will take it
For my lover taught me a hard lesson
If I cheat again….he will kill me
And get away with it.
sodus
down the same parkway
i've gone at least
a million times before
but this time
it looks a little different
through such drunk eyes
the street lights
that are just passer byes
danced as if to tell me
i shouldn't partake
in things like southern comfort
because i live in new york
and i'm ever anything
but comfortable
right now
i've never been so
on edge
so we had to share the car
because somewhere inside this strange house
to far away from mine
are the sleeping children
of an underage mother
i'll spare you those details
so when we got done
she said i was great
and he tossed me a dime
like i should be paid
for these sort of things
10 in the morning
i finally crawl
back into my bed.
he comes in
and must smell it on me
he says
he can feel it in me
but i don't believe
that is true.
then the ending is all tpo predictable
just like it always is
he shouts
i say nothing
but he still doesn't leave.
down the same parkway
i've gone at least
a million times before
but this time
it looks a little different
through such drunk eyes
the street lights
that are just passer byes
danced as if to tell me
i shouldn't partake
in things like southern comfort
because i live in new york
and i'm ever anything
but comfortable
right now
i've never been so
on edge
so we had to share the car
because somewhere inside this strange house
to far away from mine
are the sleeping children
of an underage mother
i'll spare you those details
so when we got done
she said i was great
and he tossed me a dime
like i should be paid
for these sort of things
10 in the morning
i finally crawl
back into my bed.
he comes in
and must smell it on me
he says
he can feel it in me
but i don't believe
that is true.
then the ending is all tpo predictable
just like it always is
he shouts
i say nothing
but he still doesn't leave.
I was a curious fellow.
With my self asteem so shallow
I was easy to convince
You had me in your shadow.
You knew I was easy
So you took me for advance.
You swept me with your words
But I knew I had someone
But he treated me so poorly
I was up for your midnight dance.
We played around,
And things got intense
I felt so alive
So this was my chance.
I pushed you on the bed
And teased you a little
Soon things were in motion
Until I head a knock overhead.
It was my mister!
You must leave!
But I knew it was too late
He caught us in the act
As you flew away and left me to stay
He beat me
And abused me
You told me you loved me
But I was a fool
Now the price I must pay...
With my self asteem so shallow
I was easy to convince
You had me in your shadow.
You knew I was easy
So you took me for advance.
You swept me with your words
But I knew I had someone
But he treated me so poorly
I was up for your midnight dance.
We played around,
And things got intense
I felt so alive
So this was my chance.
I pushed you on the bed
And teased you a little
Soon things were in motion
Until I head a knock overhead.
It was my mister!
You must leave!
But I knew it was too late
He caught us in the act
As you flew away and left me to stay
He beat me
And abused me
You told me you loved me
But I was a fool
Now the price I must pay...
"Swing"
Spare me the suspense
Tell me your mind?
no letters of security
what happened to self control
love and purity.
Engaged in an act so physical
i remain cynical
Just sex and nothing more
Two body moving out of time
You will make it up,
Make it up for me.
You’re first through the turnstile
To find something worthwhile
"Swing baby fucking swing"
I hope you’re protected
Infection detected
"Swing baby, fucking swing"
What a waste
Now you’ve had that first taste
You want more.
you were selected
and i sat there and let you
all this destruction,
is from the corruption in my head.
Spare me your regret
I should not have let you
In my mind I should have taken you
Made you realize
You need me and no one else
Maybe you needed more?
Maybe you needed a bigger cock?
Well congratulations you found one.
"Swing baby, fucking swing"
Spare me the suspense
Tell me your mind?
no letters of security
what happened to self control
love and purity.
Engaged in an act so physical
i remain cynical
Just sex and nothing more
Two body moving out of time
You will make it up,
Make it up for me.
You’re first through the turnstile
To find something worthwhile
"Swing baby fucking swing"
I hope you’re protected
Infection detected
"Swing baby, fucking swing"
What a waste
Now you’ve had that first taste
You want more.
you were selected
and i sat there and let you
all this destruction,
is from the corruption in my head.
Spare me your regret
I should not have let you
In my mind I should have taken you
Made you realize
You need me and no one else
Maybe you needed more?
Maybe you needed a bigger cock?
Well congratulations you found one.
"Swing baby, fucking swing"
Anonymous
Photograph
He came armed
with a six pack and a Polaroid,
took his shirt off
and asked me to dance
never saw it coming like he did,
he methodically planned
after long swigs of beer
and the deep burn of a butt
Snap. Flash. Snap.
In the back of my mind
I knew wifey was a hotel whore
burning Daddy's plastic money,
her gold rings in ashtrays
and I didn't feel so bad
that under neon light
he sketched me out exactly
with charcoal on hot skin
Snap. Flash. Snap.
He told me once
his wife allowed him to stray,
how she read our lust
like a favourite novel
she would sigh to;
marking the dog-eared pages
that would make her writhe,
her fingers on moist skin
Snap. Flash. Snap.
He drove pins through the shots
one by one, his body
as hard as the wall
up against mine-
I wondered if he kept me in books
marking me with chapters
and she was watching, reading us
that very same moment in time
He came armed
with a six pack and a Polaroid,
took his shirt off
and asked me to dance
never saw it coming like he did,
he methodically planned
after long swigs of beer
and the deep burn of a butt
Snap. Flash. Snap.
In the back of my mind
I knew wifey was a hotel whore
burning Daddy's plastic money,
her gold rings in ashtrays
and I didn't feel so bad
that under neon light
he sketched me out exactly
with charcoal on hot skin
Snap. Flash. Snap.
He told me once
his wife allowed him to stray,
how she read our lust
like a favourite novel
she would sigh to;
marking the dog-eared pages
that would make her writhe,
her fingers on moist skin
Snap. Flash. Snap.
He drove pins through the shots
one by one, his body
as hard as the wall
up against mine-
I wondered if he kept me in books
marking me with chapters
and she was watching, reading us
that very same moment in time
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After so many years
of being love deprived,
I gave myself
two nights with you
of exuberant passion.
We made love
and the pleasure
that you gave me
was a delicious riot,
moments that live burned
into my memory
in luscious defiance.
Having ties
we loved uncensored,
you belong to her and I to him,
even so, undoubtedly
YOU are mine
and I am YOUR woman.
For now
our love is forbidden
but the heart does not
have that understanding
it desires even that
which is unbidden.
Your gaze seduces me
and every touch, a sin
that makes me sob wistfully
wanting every ounce
of pleasure therein.
A random thought you
is enough for my
breath to quicken,
more, when you say my name
the timbre of your voice
makes me sigh
with want yet again.
You are the one
who I desire
more than the
mere words I could write,
you are the one
who makes my heart feel
complete and right.
GYPSY RED
Anonymous
marielavoue said:LOVE DEFIANCE
After so many years
of being love deprived,
I gave myself
two nights with you
of exuberant passion.
We made love
and the pleasure
that you gave me
was a delicious riot,
moments that live burned
into my memory
in luscious defiance.
Having ties
we loved uncensored,
you belong to her and I to him,
even so, undoubtedly
YOU are mine
and I am YOUR woman.
For now
our love is forbidden
but the heart does not
have that understanding
it desires even that
which is unbidden.
Your gaze seduces me
and every touch, a sin
that makes me sob wistfully
wanting every ounce
of pleasure therein.
A random thought you
is enough for my
breath to quicken,
more, when you say my name
the timbre of your voice
makes me sigh
with want yet again.
You are the one
who I desire
more than the
mere words I could write,
you are the one
who makes my heart feel
complete and right.
GYPSY RED
Gypsy - this is so wonderful...it made my afternoon....Kitty
After so many years
of being love deprived,
I gave myself
two nights with you
of exuberant passion.
We made love
and the pleasure
that you gave me
was a delicious riot,
moments that live burned
into my memory
in luscious defiance.
Having ties
we loved uncensored,
you belong to her and I to him,
even so, undoubtedly
YOU are mine
and I am YOUR woman.
For now
our love is forbidden
but the heart does not
have that understanding
it desires even that
which is unbidden.
Your gaze seduces me
and every touch, a sin
that makes me sob wistfully
wanting every ounce
of pleasure therein.
A random thought you
is enough for my
breath to quicken,
more, when you say my name
the timbre of your voice
makes me sigh
with want yet again.
You are the one
who I desire
more than the
mere words I could write,
you are the one
who makes my heart feel
complete and right.
GYPSY RED
Gypsy - this is so wonderful...it made my afternoon....Kitty
Anonymous
Odd's Are...
It was the nerve wrecking, on edge feeling
that rendered none of it fun
Trying to grab the phone first
leave early and get back late
getting irritated like the questioning hurt
instead of the answers
Too far in and sinking deeper
my conscience ever nagging
covering my tracks, making plans
then planning out how to rearrange others
Forgetting who said what, when
where we were going
and not having fun, anymore
I confessed
and changed my ways
I like telling the truth and forgetting it
a lie must always be remembered
and my memory just can't hold up anymore
Not worth the trouble, to get in trouble
doubled
I've been dealt and on this bet
I'd double down
on a vow
because
anything less isn't worth it
anymore
