Submissions by 7wednesdays
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love doing art and poetry is one of 'em
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Aug 2016 10:39pm
27th Aug 2016 10:39pm
7:37 am
Baby I set an alarm
to hold you in my arms
Baby I set an alarm for
7:37
Hoping to wake to your face
Betting I'll drive to your place
Love you
Hold me
Kiss us
Kiss us
Can't wait till I see you again
Can't wait to press you to my skin
Love me
Hold you
Kiss us
Kiss us
Just a few minutes past
7:37
to hold you in my arms
Baby I set an alarm for
7:37
Hoping to wake to your face
Betting I'll drive to your place
Love you
Hold me
Kiss us
Kiss us
Can't wait till I see you again
Can't wait to press you to my skin
Love me
Hold you
Kiss us
Kiss us
Just a few minutes past
7:37
641 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th May 2016 2:54pm
29th May 2016 2:54pm
Old Grey Town
There ain't too many vines left
in this old glowed grey town
but I found
a petrified tomato
in the little corner of an alley
tucked behind the broken roller coaster
with giant faded letters reading
"Montezuma's Revenge" on a rusty pink sign
That got me to wondering
if that pink sign was red before
if that tomatoe had a brother
or was soft before
if there was a girl with a polkadotted dress
chewing bubble tape in line for the coaster before
There ain't too many vines left
in this old glowed grey town
And that...
in this old glowed grey town
but I found
a petrified tomato
in the little corner of an alley
tucked behind the broken roller coaster
with giant faded letters reading
"Montezuma's Revenge" on a rusty pink sign
That got me to wondering
if that pink sign was red before
if that tomatoe had a brother
or was soft before
if there was a girl with a polkadotted dress
chewing bubble tape in line for the coaster before
There ain't too many vines left
in this old glowed grey town
And that...
622 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th May 2016 9:01pm
26th May 2016 9:01pm
Strolling
off
my posse follows
blowin smoke
rings
in your face
bitches trip over
our lacy stockings
so just forget
about it
right
just brush it off
your shoulder
and
flick the dried blood
off of your long
cotton sleeve
cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumblebees
my posse follows
blowin smoke
rings
in your face
bitches trip over
our lacy stockings
so just forget
about it
right
just brush it off
your shoulder
and
flick the dried blood
off of your long
cotton sleeve
cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumblebees
578 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th May 2016 8:26pm
26th May 2016 8:26pm
Ode to Marina and the Diamonds
I'm gonna be your bubble gum bitch
You like your soda pop
You think it's sweet
That's just because
Your lips have yet to meet
My precarious
Trembling but sensuous
Bubble gum
Candy corn
High fructose syrup lips
My voluptuous
Beckoning and silken
Bubble gum
Cotton candy
Caramelized apple tits
My bubble gum body
Cumming to fill your soda pop fix
You like your soda pop
You think it's sweet
That's just because
Your lips have yet to meet
My precarious
Trembling but sensuous
Bubble gum
Candy corn
High fructose syrup lips
My voluptuous
Beckoning and silken
Bubble gum
Cotton candy
Caramelized apple tits
My bubble gum body
Cumming to fill your soda pop fix
751 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th May 2016 2:37am
26th May 2016 2:37am
Ode to Lana Del Rey
In the land of gods and monsters
I am a fairy
Hiding and hoping
Praying and pleading
That I will not be gobbled
As of now
I glide I glimmer
But I must smother my shine
For the gods and monsters
Are watching
And waiting to ensnare the beautiful
I am a fairy
Hiding and hoping
Praying and pleading
That I will not be gobbled
As of now
I glide I glimmer
But I must smother my shine
For the gods and monsters
Are watching
And waiting to ensnare the beautiful
630 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th May 2016 2:37am
26th May 2016 2:37am
To the boy shadowing my orthodontist
Smile freckle boy, smile
with your fresh leather belt
Did they buckle your teeth down
as they have mine a time or two?
I see through the blinding blue,
your eyes crave teeth for torture
I hear your song of metal pain
for kids much younger than me
and for me too. Your gory dream
we are strapped down to
How many kids will you
bond?
with your fresh leather belt
Did they buckle your teeth down
as they have mine a time or two?
I see through the blinding blue,
your eyes crave teeth for torture
I hear your song of metal pain
for kids much younger than me
and for me too. Your gory dream
we are strapped down to
How many kids will you
bond?
567 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th May 2016 1:12am
25th May 2016 1:12am
Jungled
Jungled
Nerves of a lion
Tangled like a spider
Stuck in the stick of web
And bramble
Suspended precariously from the
Pending branch
Of a wailing willow
Flowering from a formidable
Trunk
Tired tree limb hangs
Thirsty babe
Suckling milk
To keep the lips parched
And open wide
Toward the penetrating sky
Nerves of a lion
Tangled like a spider
Stuck in the stick of web
And bramble
Suspended precariously from the
Pending branch
Of a wailing willow
Flowering from a formidable
Trunk
Tired tree limb hangs
Thirsty babe
Suckling milk
To keep the lips parched
And open wide
Toward the penetrating sky
597 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th May 2016 1:11am
25th May 2016 1:11am
Tangled
Tangled
In a jungled
Daze if lunch
Runs pasts the orphans
Sobbing on the street block
And sucks salmon suckers silently
On a Sunday afternoon
Golden and gloomy
Tangled up in a glass
Looking into a masquerade
Communion with taughts and pretense
It bumbles against immense
Monoliths masquerading as
Honey lusting bees
Caught in a web of summer
Hanging on a line
Skipping across the tracks
Snakeing behind mothers backs
Into the river
Of blood and flesh
The blood rushes
And the flesh melts
At the slightest...
In a jungled
Daze if lunch
Runs pasts the orphans
Sobbing on the street block
And sucks salmon suckers silently
On a Sunday afternoon
Golden and gloomy
Tangled up in a glass
Looking into a masquerade
Communion with taughts and pretense
It bumbles against immense
Monoliths masquerading as
Honey lusting bees
Caught in a web of summer
Hanging on a line
Skipping across the tracks
Snakeing behind mothers backs
Into the river
Of blood and flesh
The blood rushes
And the flesh melts
At the slightest...
609 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th May 2016 3:49pm
24th May 2016 3:49pm
Paralyzing Foreplay
Tangled hotly in cork-screwed
sheets,
I gaze into your jonesin blue
corneas
and-- startled-- find...
starving pupils dance with shadows I can't settle
into,
a nose digs in the stench that haunts each
toe,
and thirsty lips caress my toes
wetly, but...
the teeth-- unhinge my nerve-- I tremble to see them rip
keratin to shrapnel,
and the tongue's hunger frightens me in its undulating
jive.
Cringing, I watch
my whole body letting you eat my toenails.
sheets,
I gaze into your jonesin blue
corneas
and-- startled-- find...
starving pupils dance with shadows I can't settle
into,
a nose digs in the stench that haunts each
toe,
and thirsty lips caress my toes
wetly, but...
the teeth-- unhinge my nerve-- I tremble to see them rip
keratin to shrapnel,
and the tongue's hunger frightens me in its undulating
jive.
Cringing, I watch
my whole body letting you eat my toenails.
724 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th May 2016 3:47pm
24th May 2016 3:47pm
So tell us, what's it like to be a great and fertile cocktopus?
My name is Stanis-- fucking-- Porter
I've got eight dazzling orange dicks
and endless salty pints ahead of me.
But it ain't sweet see coral bein' a massive cocktopus
Raking in all
the silkiest angel fish,
kinkiest cat fish,
and slinkiest eels
with my suction-cup-swag--
it's rough stuff, revitalizing the deep.
I swoon em all at once:
Eight or zip to get me off,
and-- ah-- once I've cum,
time to swim on.
Gotta spread my sperm well
on to the next swell.
You'll understand ladies, it's polyamory, it's evolution,...
I've got eight dazzling orange dicks
and endless salty pints ahead of me.
But it ain't sweet see coral bein' a massive cocktopus
Raking in all
the silkiest angel fish,
kinkiest cat fish,
and slinkiest eels
with my suction-cup-swag--
it's rough stuff, revitalizing the deep.
I swoon em all at once:
Eight or zip to get me off,
and-- ah-- once I've cum,
time to swim on.
Gotta spread my sperm well
on to the next swell.
You'll understand ladies, it's polyamory, it's evolution,...
#narrative
#funny
686 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd May 2016 9:56pm
23rd May 2016 9:56pm
To Corrupt a Page
It’s intimidating
to thread thin curving gray
into this snow
Before the hefty landing
of scuffs beneath bumbling claws,
this snow sang sweet incipience
this snow—holding hands
in hush—hummed humble silence
This bruised snow sings now
through squiggling scars.
to thread thin curving gray
into this snow
Before the hefty landing
of scuffs beneath bumbling claws,
this snow sang sweet incipience
this snow—holding hands
in hush—hummed humble silence
This bruised snow sings now
through squiggling scars.
689 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd May 2016 9:55pm
23rd May 2016 9:55pm
Poesía es las sombras
sombras de cebollas y culebras
sombras de palabras
sombras cazan
al vacío de la página—caen
bajo
bajo
bajo
sombras de símbolos y siempre
sombras de sentimientos
sombras cazan
al vacío a dentro las réplicas y
que hay,
pero sombras sólo sombras,
garabatearán
afuera
de la página…
sombras de palabras
sombras cazan
al vacío de la página—caen
bajo
bajo
bajo
sombras de símbolos y siempre
sombras de sentimientos
sombras cazan
al vacío a dentro las réplicas y
que hay,
pero sombras sólo sombras,
garabatearán
afuera
de la página…
750 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by 7wednesdays
