Poetry competition CLOSED 27th January 2016 1:49am
WINNER
dejure (vick)
dejure (vick)
RUNNERS-UP:
Danii
and Jade-Pandora
Deep Underground Creepy Valentine
- - - BE YOUR DEVIL - - -
Of thunder and lightning
And the coming winter chill
I spill these cummed forth words
For you to get a thrill
Wicked are my thoughts
And danger is my trade
I can see you lusting
For you I misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
Of fire and brimstone
And the phallic serenades
I spit volcanic words
With the ghosts of Pompeii
Savage are your cries
And evil is my trade
I can scent you lusting
For me you misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
My Unholy Trinity
Crawl to me, I beckon
Succubus!
Sacrificium!
Flamma!
I want you to bow - BOW!
And go down - DOWN!
And spiral into my darkness
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
(c) 2016 Frank Green
to Devlin, Crimsin, and Taryn; The Unholy Trinity
Of thunder and lightning
And the coming winter chill
I spill these cummed forth words
For you to get a thrill
Wicked are my thoughts
And danger is my trade
I can see you lusting
For you I misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
Of fire and brimstone
And the phallic serenades
I spit volcanic words
With the ghosts of Pompeii
Savage are your cries
And evil is my trade
I can scent you lusting
For me you misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
My Unholy Trinity
Crawl to me, I beckon
Succubus!
Sacrificium!
Flamma!
I want you to bow - BOW!
And go down - DOWN!
And spiral into my darkness
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
(c) 2016 Frank Green
to Devlin, Crimsin, and Taryn; The Unholy Trinity
Anonymous
HadesRising said:- - - BE YOUR DEVIL - - -
Of thunder and lightning
And the coming winter chill
I spill these cummed forth words
For you to get a thrill
Wicked are my thoughts
And danger is my trade
I can see you lusting
For you I misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
Of fire and brimstone
And the phallic serenades
I spit volcanic words
With the ghosts of Pompeii
Savage are your cries
And evil is my trade
I can scent you lusting
For me you misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
My Unholy Trinity
Crawl to me, I beckon
Succubus!
Sacrificium!
Flamma!
I want you to bow - BOW!
And go down - DOWN!
And spiral into my darkness
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
(c) 2016 Frank Green
to Devlin, Crimsin, and Taryn; The Unholy Trinity
And spiral into your darkness, I have. . .A very creepy tribute indeed, but greatly appreciated. . .Heart is touched, need I say more
?
Of thunder and lightning
And the coming winter chill
I spill these cummed forth words
For you to get a thrill
Wicked are my thoughts
And danger is my trade
I can see you lusting
For you I misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
Of fire and brimstone
And the phallic serenades
I spit volcanic words
With the ghosts of Pompeii
Savage are your cries
And evil is my trade
I can scent you lusting
For me you misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
My Unholy Trinity
Crawl to me, I beckon
Succubus!
Sacrificium!
Flamma!
I want you to bow - BOW!
And go down - DOWN!
And spiral into my darkness
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
(c) 2016 Frank Green
to Devlin, Crimsin, and Taryn; The Unholy Trinity
And spiral into your darkness, I have. . .A very creepy tribute indeed, but greatly appreciated. . .Heart is touched, need I say more
?
Anonymous
Grace Me With Your Valentine
Oh Grace if you'd be my Valentine Chocolate
even though I too am diabetic
I'd make a bee line for your creamy center
even if my reading rises above 400, I wouldn't regret it
I'd keep your teak polished
seeing all your goodies in the reflection
but don't feel sad seeing your panties cast aside
it's just means that I've made my selection
hopefully (please, please) you'll still pirouette above me
I'm thinking, cowgirl, perhaps you're the reverse
always the proper one, full of Grace
makes it that much sexier when you curse
you needn't bother bringing nails
I have my own device to pin you to the cage
and if we manage without use of your safe word
we'll pose for pictures and write another page
Oh sweet Grace, my Valentine chocolate
sweetly strapped to the posts of my bed
tonight sneezing will be the least of your worries
better than roses, I've brought a bag of toys instead
Oh Grace if you'd be my Valentine Chocolate
even though I too am diabetic
I'd make a bee line for your creamy center
even if my reading rises above 400, I wouldn't regret it
I'd keep your teak polished
seeing all your goodies in the reflection
but don't feel sad seeing your panties cast aside
it's just means that I've made my selection
hopefully (please, please) you'll still pirouette above me
I'm thinking, cowgirl, perhaps you're the reverse
always the proper one, full of Grace
makes it that much sexier when you curse
you needn't bother bringing nails
I have my own device to pin you to the cage
and if we manage without use of your safe word
we'll pose for pictures and write another page
Oh sweet Grace, my Valentine chocolate
sweetly strapped to the posts of my bed
tonight sneezing will be the least of your worries
better than roses, I've brought a bag of toys instead
'hanks Jen. Support to a novice; means so much hey.
I’m thinking now that poem^ is missing a final line: ‘eek eek’
Anyway:
I’d like to celebrate
a Valentine Toast.
Will you come over to mine
for a lavish split-roast?
I’m thinking you in the middle
and on the other side John,
holding hands with each other
and closing our eyes
in supper-time prayer,
while naughty children
steal wine from the table.
I’m thinking now that poem^ is missing a final line: ‘eek eek’
Anyway:
I’d like to celebrate
a Valentine Toast.
Will you come over to mine
for a lavish split-roast?
I’m thinking you in the middle
and on the other side John,
holding hands with each other
and closing our eyes
in supper-time prayer,
while naughty children
steal wine from the table.
http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f248/jadepandora/_the_best_of_friends_%2000.png
PAGAN VALENTINE
(for Geoff aka Hepcat61)
the gods are swarthy in their
bodies and their passion—
though cloven prints will you find
where e'er I prance
looking like a goat boy
in a forest at first glance,
yet behold, see - I sprout buds!
I make you desire me, don't I
as I writhe ecstatically
in the full moon's light
creating mischief and mirth
in the throes of my spell,
and will you catch me, who
can tell, as you chase me
in spite of your civilized self,
enamored in the sight, leaving
a trail of clothes among the cloven
tracks, leading you into the dark,
the riot of your nudity, and not by
chance, to revel in the pagan rites—
feel the soft fur of my hips.
I make you desire me, don't I,
with my gift of persimmons—
their forest yield, of female flesh
Artwork (detail from "The Best of Friends"), by Jade Pandora
PAGAN VALENTINE
(for Geoff aka Hepcat61)
the gods are swarthy in their
bodies and their passion—
though cloven prints will you find
where e'er I prance
looking like a goat boy
in a forest at first glance,
yet behold, see - I sprout buds!
I make you desire me, don't I
as I writhe ecstatically
in the full moon's light
creating mischief and mirth
in the throes of my spell,
and will you catch me, who
can tell, as you chase me
in spite of your civilized self,
enamored in the sight, leaving
a trail of clothes among the cloven
tracks, leading you into the dark,
the riot of your nudity, and not by
chance, to revel in the pagan rites—
feel the soft fur of my hips.
I make you desire me, don't I,
with my gift of persimmons—
their forest yield, of female flesh
Artwork (detail from "The Best of Friends"), by Jade Pandora
Jade-Pandora said:http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f248/jadepandora/_the_best_of_friends_%2000.png
PAGAN VALENTINE
(for Geoff aka Hepcat61)
the gods are swarthy in their
bodies and their passion—
though cloven prints will you find
where e'er I prance
looking like a goat boy
in a forest at first glance,
yet behold, see - I sprout buds!
I make you desire me, don't I
as I writhe ecstatically
in the full moon's light
creating mischief and mirth
in the throes of my spell,
and will you catch me, who
can tell, as you chase me
in spite of your civilized self,
enamoured in the sight, leaving
a trail of clothes among the cloven
tracks, leading you into the dark,
the riot of your nudity, and not by
chance, to revel in the pagan rites—
feel the soft fur of my hips.
I make you desire me, don't I,
with my gift of persimmons—
their forest yield, of female flesh
Artwork (detail of The Best of Friends), by Jade Pandora
My bows, Miss Jade...
Unexpected, I'd blush but am otherwise occupied...
considering persimmons...
Thank you, my most worthy wordsmith, dryad, and apparent purveyor of very potent fruit...
geoff
PAGAN VALENTINE
(for Geoff aka Hepcat61)
the gods are swarthy in their
bodies and their passion—
though cloven prints will you find
where e'er I prance
looking like a goat boy
in a forest at first glance,
yet behold, see - I sprout buds!
I make you desire me, don't I
as I writhe ecstatically
in the full moon's light
creating mischief and mirth
in the throes of my spell,
and will you catch me, who
can tell, as you chase me
in spite of your civilized self,
enamoured in the sight, leaving
a trail of clothes among the cloven
tracks, leading you into the dark,
the riot of your nudity, and not by
chance, to revel in the pagan rites—
feel the soft fur of my hips.
I make you desire me, don't I,
with my gift of persimmons—
their forest yield, of female flesh
Artwork (detail of The Best of Friends), by Jade Pandora
My bows, Miss Jade...
Unexpected, I'd blush but am otherwise occupied...
considering persimmons...
Thank you, my most worthy wordsmith, dryad, and apparent purveyor of very potent fruit...
geoff
So, with a little help from a guest judge, here are our winners. Congrats to everyone. Awesome ink all around! Honorable mentions: My dearest Flamma, Devil-lyn, a lady after my own black heart. And my brother, Krosgood, awesome ink.
Anonymous
Dejure. . .CONGRATS on your win
! Great job, Ladies as Runner~ups
! And, Hades. . .you couldn't have stated any better. . .so Thank you
. . . And last, but not least, Krosgood. . .It was a pleasure doing Poetry with you
! ~ Devlin.
Most gracious thanks to our awesome host, Hades sir, for the honor of placing in this competition with a theme I didn't think I'd enter. I was seeing so many other wild and crazy and imaginative entries, I felt out of my depths. I'm glad I took the leap. And to place with the talented likes of Vick (congratulations on the win!), and Danii (we meet again, all the best to you!), it doesn't get any better. Everyone is a winner here!
