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Poem of 2024

Grace
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ajay said:Thank you, darling💐. I've put those knickers you left behind in the post. They'll be with you shortly. 🙃

🤣

patience is my virtue so sweet
waiting demurely for a treat
a parcel of something secret
so day after day, by the door I sit

But alas! the postman opened my gift
and with a mischievous grin
he clutched my package and thought
"I want this one, this one's a win!"

I shouted and screamed
for him to  stop but he ran
faster than I can sprint
so I let him go with a rant

Now I sit by the window
sighing and frowning
hoping that someday
the package will be returned!

ajay
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Ha! I'm not surprised, my love. You always did have a wild taste in knickers. Those green ones with the pink leaping dolphins must have quite blown your postman's mind. 🙃

Grace
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ajay said:Ha! I'm not surprised, my love. You always did have a wild taste in knickers. Those green ones with the pink leaping dolphins must have quite blown your postman's mind. 🙃

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To Anyone Who Reads This Poem On Valentine's Day ♥️

This poem's full of kisses,
it's funny but it's true,
this poem's full of kisses
and every one's for you.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=XieZAjBTkr4&pp=ygUrd2hhdCB0aGUgd29ybGQgbmVlZHMgbm93IGlzIGxvdmUgc3dlZXQgbG92ZQ%3D%3D

♥️

Grace
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Dear ajay,

Your poems are rubbish.
I'm now taking over this thread.

All the best,
The Poem of 2024.

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Dear Poem of 2024,

Good luck.
I shall follow your progress with interest.

Kind regards,
ajay.

Grace
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That epistle 👆made me think of Trashcan man in Stephen King's novel The Stand. He brought down the house. 👏 literally.

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The Poem Of 2024 Writes A Poem About A Butterfly

The butterfly fluttered by,
put music in my heart.

I couldn't catch the butterfly
and so we had to part,

but now and then I catch a glimpse
of her pretty wings

and oh! my love, my Butterlove!
How my heart still sings!

🦋
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Dear Poem Of 2024,

Is that the best you can do?
Pitiful!
You'll never make it to January.

Kind regards,
ajay

______


Dear ajay,

Steady on!
I'm just warming up before the game, getting nice and loose.

Best wishes,
The Poem Of 2024.

Grace
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Ghost of Valentine's Past

o fiddle sticks and fiddle dee dee
she frowned in valentine's general direction
valentine's day indeed, she did declare
no cards, no chocolates just silence

there were no flowers at the door
nor candy in the mail box
valentine's day celebration was so poor
there was not even a lover's hoax

she sat by the door all day
thinking of past valentine's day
where there were no cards
not even last year's discards
sigh.


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Cupid Gets His Head Kicked In!
(From an idea of Grace)
💐


The Shot:

Across a crowded room,
the sudden shock
of eyes as kindred souls
combine and fuse –

two human bodies
doomed to burn
in all of Love's intensity
whatever they may choose.

To run? To flee?
No, my dear,
that race we'd surely lose.
Fate has said her word:

It's you and me!

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The Result:

The naked Cherub laughed to see
that man and woman smit,
he'd aimed his arrows really well
and both their hearts he'd hit,

but not with kindness or goodwill
he'd shot Love's poisoned darts,
for Cupid was a wicked boy,
well-practised in Love's arts.

The arrows that that Cherub shot
were tipped with Sex and Fire
and whomsoever that they struck
was filled with pure Desire,

and mischief seeking oft that lad
would string and bend his bow
then send those arrows winging where
no arrows ought to go,

and then he'd smile and fold his wings,
sit back and watch the fun
as love affairs began to burn
and loving hearts began to turn
and wedlocks came undone.

His victims in the present case,
whose names were Jane and Fred,
ten minutes after they'd locked eyes
had ended up in bed,

and Boing! Boing! Boing! the bedsprings went
as Fred banged into Jane,
and "Harder! Harder!" Jane cried out,
"Oh, Fred! Again! Again!"

And when their passion reached its height
the Cherub gave a grin
as – Crash! – the bedroom door smashed wide
and Fred's mad wife stormed in.

"You bastard, Fred!" his woman screamed,
and waved a carving knife,
and sad to say within a flash
Fred had lost his – er – life.

The Cherub cackled gleefully,
he liked a bit of gore,
then packed his bow and fluttered off
to cause a little more.


🙃

Grace
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Cupid's Mischief

in another room the little cherub
with neat loin cloth and fat wings
his eyes flickering with mischief
Cupid played his tricks anew

he giggled when he saw two foes
with hatred in their eyes
they stared with murderous
intent, each one ready to row

the two men had wives you see
who hated each other too
so the husbands met to settle
the feud to forever be done

With bow in hand Cupid
with arrow sparkling bright
with laughter in his heart
he shot his arrow through the two

in that instant the two men
stared at one another in wonder
love sprang from their hearts
and they sprang into each others arms

the wives were stunned
screaming in horror and shame
as the men fell and make out
against the window frame

Cupid flew away with a  guffaw
the wives went unto their men
with all their punching and kicking might
they even used the garden hose

morning came and the men woke up
in their respective beds bruised and sore
wondering what happened to them
they vaguely remembered kissing a man

Cupid's arrow was tipped with love
of the short term kind


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Nice one, Grace☝️🙃💐
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Cupid Gets His Head Kicked In.
(From an Idea of Grace)
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That chuckling Cupid flapped away,
so pleased with what he'd done,
six loving hearts he'd ripped apart
and had a lot of fun,

but not that wicked lad had stopped
creating lots of fuss
and zooming round he soon espied
a big red omnibus.

"Aha!" he thought, "I'll climb aboard
and get my arrows out,
and soon that bus will rock with love,
of that there is no doubt!"


So Cupid waited at the stop
and soon the bus appeared.
"Where to, then, mate?" the Driver said,
but Cupid only leered

then whipped his bow and arrows out,
took aim and fired a shot,
and instantly that Driver burned
with love and passion hot.

Now on that bus a woman sat
who wore a cute green hat,
and seeing her the Driver thought,
"I'll have a slice of that!"

Sweet she looked and sweet she was,
with such a pretty face,
in fact she looked a little like
a girl I know named Grace.💐

The Driver's amorous advance
would certainly have failed
if not a dart from Cupid's bow
that woman's heart had nailed,

and soon that couple, lost in love,
were at it on the seat,
two locked in passionate embrace,
two animals on heat,

then Twang! Twang! Twang! sang Cupid's bow
as Cupid fired his darts,
and passionate desire sprang up
in all those human hearts.

In next to no time that whole bus
was filled with naked men
and naked women making love,
then making love again,

but naturally such goings on
attracted PC Plod
who saw the wobblingbouncingbus
and thought it somewhat odd.

"Allo! Allo! Allo!", he said,
"Here's something rather rum,"
but then that Copper found he had
an arrow in his bum.

He threw his helmet in the air
and gave a mighty shout,
then ripping off his uniform
he whipped his truncheon out!

and Cupid cackled happily
to see his job well done,
and packing all his arrows up
he flew off in the sun. ☀️

💐🙃💐

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=koshwoMVUug&pp=ygUaYXQgbHVuY2h0aW1lIHJvZ2VyIG1jZ291Z2g%3D

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Grace
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omg 🤣👆Ajay!

Cupid's Mischief

Cupid zipped around with glee
thinking he can do anything you see
Tipped with charm and love
his arrow mounted on his bow

He saw a man forlorn
his eyes staring at a photo, torn
Cupid thought he'd turn the man
Into some sort of a clown

He laughed and shoot his arrow
but it was straight and narrow
the man caught the naughty dart
and plant it on Cupid's butt

Cupid felt the drums of love
filled his heart to the brim
with a sharp breath and scoff
his eyes fell on a pretty feather

he was besotted and burnt with desire
to have the feather tickle him up and under
to caress his sore bare butt
where it shivered with the planted dart

the feather was on a barrow
and the man pushed it away
Cupid watched it with sorrow
he couldn't move not even twitch

for Cupid was half paralyzed
by his own short term love arrow
it was actually  just a feathered dart
but Cupid cannot even reach his butt

Cupid waited twenty four hours
to crawl away on all fours
to pick up his bow and arrow
tired and feeling rather dour

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Hahahaha! ☝️🙃💐
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Cupid Gets His Head Kicked In
(From an idea of Grace)
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So Cupid wandered off from there,
now feeling really glum,
remembering that well-stuck dart
so painful for his bum,

and needing rest and needing sleep,
since wobbly were his knees,
he staggered off towards the park
and entered soft its velvet dark
then sat beneath the trees.

But even though that wicked lad
was feeling sad and sore
before he slept he still had time
to do one bad deed more,

and taking out two silver darts,
marked 'Everlasting Love',
he joined them with a silver string
then bent his bow and made them zing
into the sky above.

The naked Cherub then lay down
and closed his eyes in sleep,
but those two arrows destined were
to make two poor hearts weep.
____

Now in a café in the West
a Girl sat drinking tea,
a lovelier girl in all the world
you could not hope to see,

but not she knew that flying true
was Cupid's silver dart,
a dart of Everlasting Love,
fast-falling from the sky above
and aiming for her heart.

And somewhere in the East a Lad
was looking at his phone
when swift that second arrow flew
and made his heart its home.

His nerveless fingers dropped that phone –
it fell upon the floor –
he watched his heart burst from his chest
as rapidly it headed West
and rushed out through the door.

The silver string that linked those darts,
that Cord of Love so strong,
grew tighter, dragging those two hearts –
together they belonged.
____

But Cupid slumbered soundly on
and woke refreshed and fit
then set off with his bow once more
to cause all kinds of sh*t.

🙃

Grace
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👏🌹👍Ajay😁☺️


Cupid's Mischief

Cupid woke as day ended
and soft evening settled
with a groan he sat up
he felt a little exhausted

he got up and staggered around
drank at a fountain near the park
nearby a listless man wandered
igniting his heart with a spark

and twang his little arrow
flew into the subdued man's heart
he gasped looking around in surprise
he suddenly felt so much alive

Cupid's next arrow flew into the heart
of a maiden standing near the river
and she didn't want to dive anymore
she looked up and saw the man

their hearts beat in tandem
swinging on the chanced hope
meeting eyes like heady wine
and they rushed into each others arms

they didn't know didn't care
hugged each other tight
fell into a bushy bush
and twirled around with passion

Cupid let out a guffaw
packed his arrow and bow
he flew away swiftly
his laughter busting his rotund belly

for the couple jumped out
they passion fire not out yet
but they were scratching frantically
for they had fallen into poison ivy


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