Submissions by Chiyo (Miss Chi)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks. ~ Plutarch So let me speak to those who care to listen ...
Haiku XVI
Leaves in morning sun
Floating in an autumn pond
Won't survive their fate
Floating in an autumn pond
Won't survive their fate
725 reads
6 Comments
Haiku XV
Alone in my skin
galloping thoughts on sawdust
Wish you were my coat
galloping thoughts on sawdust
Wish you were my coat
649 reads
8 Comments
Haiku XIV
Invisible ink
spilled over virgin paper
Mem'ries on the run
spilled over virgin paper
Mem'ries on the run
662 reads
10 Comments
Haiku XIII
Your smile seems forlorn
Eyes clouded by absent thoughts
I’ll let you move on.
Eyes clouded by absent thoughts
I’ll let you move on.
666 reads
8 Comments
Adrift (Haiku XII)
Caressing soft lips
Unfurl desire with sway
Mounting into bliss.
(Just a quickie :-))
(Competition write) Foreplay,Sex,Orgasm
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/5560/
"Write a poem split into three stanzas - foreplay, sex, and orgasm- without using stereotypical 'erotica' words. No fucks, tits, ass, wet, cock, etc I want to see who can manage this using language skills rather than the same old pump-and-dump words."
Unfurl desire with sway
Mounting into bliss.
(Just a quickie :-))
(Competition write) Foreplay,Sex,Orgasm
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/5560/
"Write a poem split into three stanzas - foreplay, sex, and orgasm- without using stereotypical 'erotica' words. No fucks, tits, ass, wet, cock, etc I want to see who can manage this using language skills rather than the same old pump-and-dump words."
906 reads
14 Comments
Haiku XI - inspired by the paintings of jagracia. Thanks!
Tumbling and dancing
Color painted pas de deux
Butterflies' tango.
Color painted pas de deux
Butterflies' tango.
655 reads
8 Comments
Haiku X
Soft butterfly kiss
Lands upon tightly shut lips
Don’t let it rebound.
Lands upon tightly shut lips
Don’t let it rebound.
741 reads
10 Comments
Haiku IX. Thanks to jagracia, whose poem Longing inspired me
Those who love the bees
Are craving for sweet honey
The stings will be sharp.
Are craving for sweet honey
The stings will be sharp.
698 reads
12 Comments
Unchained
Your words aren’t meant for me
your embrace’s just for her.
Deep in your heart
you grieve for her
the one
you love
much more than me.
For hers is your smile
your memory.
Behind your lids
you picture her
the one
you want
much more than me.
Hers is the name you cry
when finally you come.
Mine will be the moment
when I‘m unchained and gone.
your embrace’s just for her.
Deep in your heart
you grieve for her
the one
you love
much more than me.
For hers is your smile
your memory.
Behind your lids
you picture her
the one
you want
much more than me.
Hers is the name you cry
when finally you come.
Mine will be the moment
when I‘m unchained and gone.
830 reads
9 Comments
Haiku VIII
Rosebuds' blushing hearts
Won’t bear cascading outpour
Rain is killing fast
Won’t bear cascading outpour
Rain is killing fast
793 reads
8 Comments
Tomorrow
tomorrow
I want you
to play with me
I wish you'd
do with me
anything you want
I very much love
to effectively ride you
when place is precarious
and time scarce
but as we'll have plenty of it
tomorrow
please
conquer me slowly
with your eyes
and lips
your hands
and tool
I'd love
your body
to besiege mine
my sighs and cries
will guide you
along the path
of surrender
I want you
to play with me
I wish you'd
do with me
anything you want
I very much love
to effectively ride you
when place is precarious
and time scarce
but as we'll have plenty of it
tomorrow
please
conquer me slowly
with your eyes
and lips
your hands
and tool
I'd love
your body
to besiege mine
my sighs and cries
will guide you
along the path
of surrender
1453 reads
30 Comments
Slippery knot
On my belly I’m spread
entangled in crisp sheets
eyes closed to just sense
my expectant body tremble
smooth skin prickle
breathlessly
longing for a touch.
Hot lips barely brush
promising tongue
refuses to calm
what has been unleashed.
Sweet sensations
spread between thighs
as droplets of oil
sprinkle the back where
fingers and palms expertly
meet calendula scent.
I arch into your hands
stretch under your weight
moan into damp sheets
want and need
you inside my craving sheath
sweaty and wet,...
entangled in crisp sheets
eyes closed to just sense
my expectant body tremble
smooth skin prickle
breathlessly
longing for a touch.
Hot lips barely brush
promising tongue
refuses to calm
what has been unleashed.
Sweet sensations
spread between thighs
as droplets of oil
sprinkle the back where
fingers and palms expertly
meet calendula scent.
I arch into your hands
stretch under your weight
moan into damp sheets
want and need
you inside my craving sheath
sweaty and wet,...
1212 reads
27 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Chiyo (Miss Chi)