Submissions by DeanD
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Haiku: prelude to revelations
distractions here, there,
let he who can hear and see
Trump prepare the way...
let he who can hear and see
Trump prepare the way...
#corruption
#politics
#spiritual #haiku
#spiritual #haiku
662 reads
14 Comments
temple of a trillion touches...
let's go
to the temple
of a trillion touches
where I paint frescoes
in limbo,
on layers of luscious
on the perimeter
of her parameter
before I enter her,
before I ram and stir,
before I manhandle her,
fondling till friction
singe her pantyhose
and expose
a sonata
telling tales
of toccata
stroking the shell
till it fractures
brushing vertebrae
like braille
while my tongue slathers
slowly sliding,
out of sanity...
to the temple
of a trillion touches
where I paint frescoes
in limbo,
on layers of luscious
on the perimeter
of her parameter
before I enter her,
before I ram and stir,
before I manhandle her,
fondling till friction
singe her pantyhose
and expose
a sonata
telling tales
of toccata
stroking the shell
till it fractures
brushing vertebrae
like braille
while my tongue slathers
slowly sliding,
out of sanity...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#drugs
#lover
769 reads
6 Comments
Trade Secrets
unfolding the articles
He can smell the remnants of perfume particles
left by his pen pal
permeating over a piece naming suspects policemen corral
and their photos
mulling over Her messages in Metro
written in red ink
rereading Her thoughts regarding what she think
turning to the Classified
following Her cursive script burned alongside
promotions of auto expos
antiques, collectables and approaching gun shows
lines of her life in Living
expressing her aspirations and thanksgiving ...
He can smell the remnants of perfume particles
left by his pen pal
permeating over a piece naming suspects policemen corral
and their photos
mulling over Her messages in Metro
written in red ink
rereading Her thoughts regarding what she think
turning to the Classified
following Her cursive script burned alongside
promotions of auto expos
antiques, collectables and approaching gun shows
lines of her life in Living
expressing her aspirations and thanksgiving ...
#LifeStruggles
#America
#city
653 reads
1 Comment
Dot Dot Dot...
dot dot dot
let my preponderance...
of passion pour
into her chakras...
fall into my
chasm of a opera...
as I climb
peaks of praline ...
soaked in saline
sinking into something...
sweeter allow me
to get deeper...
plow through
pyro hydro...
to the edge
of ecstasy's nitro...
electrolytes enter me...
spend a century
in the deliria
of her interior...
pirouetting
this side to side...
where it's wettest
free her...
let my preponderance...
of passion pour
into her chakras...
fall into my
chasm of a opera...
as I climb
peaks of praline ...
soaked in saline
sinking into something...
sweeter allow me
to get deeper...
plow through
pyro hydro...
to the edge
of ecstasy's nitro...
electrolytes enter me...
spend a century
in the deliria
of her interior...
pirouetting
this side to side...
where it's wettest
free her...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#lover
#dirty
755 reads
9 Comments
Aura of an Aurora
scrutinizing a celestial storm
building slow
beneath where angels shuffle
an aurora forms
born of a race of indigo
induce angles to scuttle
aerosols ignite into ember
exhaled from the breath of quasars
onto the flesh of a Australis
uttering in a teal and turquoise timbre
flanked by a glitterati of stars
whispering what it is trying to tell us
from the opposite end of earth through a Borealis
writing in detail
on contrails in italic
contorted by the Coriolis
under a veil ...
building slow
beneath where angels shuffle
an aurora forms
born of a race of indigo
induce angles to scuttle
aerosols ignite into ember
exhaled from the breath of quasars
onto the flesh of a Australis
uttering in a teal and turquoise timbre
flanked by a glitterati of stars
whispering what it is trying to tell us
from the opposite end of earth through a Borealis
writing in detail
on contrails in italic
contorted by the Coriolis
under a veil ...
#love
#universe
#stars
#astronomy
#StreamOfConsciousness
691 reads
8 Comments
Ebonic
blots of illusions shadows noctilucent,
rivulets of cool coal rivers
trickle to form a icicle,
the void of a negative quivers
ink unthaws from the wall
while we wraithing,
mill your face in the pillowcase
now ain't no escapin
now no hidin from it
even in umbra, probe yo lair
till we slicky and sticky,
then imma hold it there
carpet strands jet black sands,
moonsilvered trimmed sable spirit,
everytime I blink the deeper I sink
liberating licorice lyrics
snapped yo heels, for oil I...
rivulets of cool coal rivers
trickle to form a icicle,
the void of a negative quivers
ink unthaws from the wall
while we wraithing,
mill your face in the pillowcase
now ain't no escapin
now no hidin from it
even in umbra, probe yo lair
till we slicky and sticky,
then imma hold it there
carpet strands jet black sands,
moonsilvered trimmed sable spirit,
everytime I blink the deeper I sink
liberating licorice lyrics
snapped yo heels, for oil I...
#lust
#sex
#sensual
738 reads
4 Comments
the Sound of Scissors
shear snippets
that slinky and
smear into my ear
reminiscences...
of sneaking past bedtimes
and Kool- Aid kisses
pictorials...
of playing with my sisters
riding bikes
till we get blisters
lemonade arcade sound
of Pac- Man dying
in a game
the tang
of granny green
sour apples
our dreamy beamy
illuminated eyes
suckle summer shine
dramas and commas
distorted by ripples of time
...
that slinky and
smear into my ear
reminiscences...
of sneaking past bedtimes
and Kool- Aid kisses
pictorials...
of playing with my sisters
riding bikes
till we get blisters
lemonade arcade sound
of Pac- Man dying
in a game
the tang
of granny green
sour apples
our dreamy beamy
illuminated eyes
suckle summer shine
dramas and commas
distorted by ripples of time
...
#PopCulture
638 reads
5 Comments
singularity of seduction
galaxies of distortion i sift through
gravities of universes scorching
i glitch through
lust lacing my fire and shit
she looking like a diamond
surrounding a sapphire and shit
lavender aureoled into pink plasma
a giant, solar systems shrink as my
lips peck prisms of uber sweet syrup
fluids flowing fleek
while i slurp up
cranberry moonshine off her stomach
carry acid and alkaline, placid
begin running
coursing in our cords
forcing out our words
spilling phrases in...
gravities of universes scorching
i glitch through
lust lacing my fire and shit
she looking like a diamond
surrounding a sapphire and shit
lavender aureoled into pink plasma
a giant, solar systems shrink as my
lips peck prisms of uber sweet syrup
fluids flowing fleek
while i slurp up
cranberry moonshine off her stomach
carry acid and alkaline, placid
begin running
coursing in our cords
forcing out our words
spilling phrases in...
#PopCulture
702 reads
6 Comments
Paper Airplanes
do you hear me every now and then
when, I pray through my pain and sin
when I thank you Lord
that I didn't have to pull my sword
when I'm on the steeple
and pray for the people
do you hear me every now and then
when, I'm too tough to bleed out but bleed in
when I baptize my spirit in kerosene
after I dare a dream
when I'm full of fire
and my heart freeze
do you hear me every now and then
when, I plead through flame and gin
when I ask for the spaceship
and mercy on this sphere of shit
when...
when, I pray through my pain and sin
when I thank you Lord
that I didn't have to pull my sword
when I'm on the steeple
and pray for the people
do you hear me every now and then
when, I'm too tough to bleed out but bleed in
when I baptize my spirit in kerosene
after I dare a dream
when I'm full of fire
and my heart freeze
do you hear me every now and then
when, I plead through flame and gin
when I ask for the spaceship
and mercy on this sphere of shit
when...
#forgiveness
#God
730 reads
Creamy confections...
allow me to...
wet your retinas...
your enthusiastic erotic writer...
excreting incantations...
of, if you'd ever...
phase through my portal...
daunting mortal...
crackling into...
my singularity of seduction...
asphyxiate you...
with my aura...
frolicking flora...
as saltwater taffy...
tattoo my tastebuds...
burrow...
wet your retinas...
your enthusiastic erotic writer...
excreting incantations...
of, if you'd ever...
phase through my portal...
daunting mortal...
crackling into...
my singularity of seduction...
asphyxiate you...
with my aura...
frolicking flora...
as saltwater taffy...
tattoo my tastebuds...
burrow...
978 reads
5 Comments
Plumes of a Firebird...
in the broad light of day
it glaze and flamebey
the atmosphere when it appear
while she fly through the sky
on a wire it’s choir I heard
from the flaps of the firebird
squawking and talking between mumbles
plumes somersault and tumble
in it’s wake as I take
one of the feathers from
the fringe
they purr rupture and weeper
embers ejaculate from the ether
on my skin they singe
applies and cauterize my conscious
from stereotypes that exist
opening my veins
barriers rust,...
it glaze and flamebey
the atmosphere when it appear
while she fly through the sky
on a wire it’s choir I heard
from the flaps of the firebird
squawking and talking between mumbles
plumes somersault and tumble
in it’s wake as I take
one of the feathers from
the fringe
they purr rupture and weeper
embers ejaculate from the ether
on my skin they singe
applies and cauterize my conscious
from stereotypes that exist
opening my veins
barriers rust,...
827 reads
5 Comments
plucking possibilities...
plucked past timelines
liberated from history in rhymes
possibilities
of licking with laser beams
shown on split- screens
Ajna see
riding through the sun
absorbing the melody sung
kinetic keys
stretched under scorched snow
in columns of spirals they blow
a symphony
lying, living, lost in
the field, the frosting
of fantasies
continuously consumed
on a moon near Neptune
Ecstasy
among obsidian boulders
pushing down shoulders
submit freely
unravel on gravel the scene ...
liberated from history in rhymes
possibilities
of licking with laser beams
shown on split- screens
Ajna see
riding through the sun
absorbing the melody sung
kinetic keys
stretched under scorched snow
in columns of spirals they blow
a symphony
lying, living, lost in
the field, the frosting
of fantasies
continuously consumed
on a moon near Neptune
Ecstasy
among obsidian boulders
pushing down shoulders
submit freely
unravel on gravel the scene ...
798 reads
2 Comments
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