Submissions by FATBOY300PLUS
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i've been writing since the ninth grade. Started out doing love and pain stuff. Switched to more inspirational and instructive words as i've gotten closer to 50. lots of my work is self therapeutic. Hope to help someone else.
SELF POEM
Published
6th May 2016 3:16pm
6th May 2016 3:16pm
I Love My Mother
I love my mother
She gave birth to me
She kept me afterwards
She did her best for me
As a baby
It was instinctive
Genetically hardwired
As a boy
I loved the meals
bandaged boo boo's
and chances to sleep over at Grandma's
As a teenager,
It was pretty much lip service only
Had no real frame of reference
And all I cared about was the fun that her rules kept me from having
Typical teen of course
As a man
I now understand
Especially as a parent
Cause only in this capacity
can the depth of...
She gave birth to me
She kept me afterwards
She did her best for me
As a baby
It was instinctive
Genetically hardwired
As a boy
I loved the meals
bandaged boo boo's
and chances to sleep over at Grandma's
As a teenager,
It was pretty much lip service only
Had no real frame of reference
And all I cared about was the fun that her rules kept me from having
Typical teen of course
As a man
I now understand
Especially as a parent
Cause only in this capacity
can the depth of...
1065 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2016 10:24pm
30th Apr 2016 10:24pm
My Apologies to Gretchen Patricio
As much as I enjoy poetry and literature now, I once gave Holy Hell to a teacher who tried to impart her love of the written word to me and numerous others who crossed her floors.
Dear Mrs. Patricio,
You exposed me to Orwell
To Ellison and Poe
You got me to thinking
"Now what else don't I know?"
You proved that my head
Is more than a hat rack
And that closed mouths open young minds
You showed to be fact
It's true that I'm better
Cause you locked horns with me
So finally
I admit it
For the...
Dear Mrs. Patricio,
You exposed me to Orwell
To Ellison and Poe
You got me to thinking
"Now what else don't I know?"
You proved that my head
Is more than a hat rack
And that closed mouths open young minds
You showed to be fact
It's true that I'm better
Cause you locked horns with me
So finally
I admit it
For the...
781 reads
13 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Apr 2016 3:57pm
28th Apr 2016 3:57pm
In Praise of a Tar Baby
Touched her just a little, And got stuck
Touched that pretty Blackness just one time
And there was no prying my fingers from her skin.
Even with distance between us
There is no way to undo the feel of her touch upon me
No way to remove the mark she's made in my heart
Neither time nor space can fade the impression she's made
In my mind. On my soul
The totality of my being
The intelligent man And savage beast that I am
Is hers
Fully captivated
By this Dark ass
Fine ass
Sweeter than honey
Sexy woman ...
Touched that pretty Blackness just one time
And there was no prying my fingers from her skin.
Even with distance between us
There is no way to undo the feel of her touch upon me
No way to remove the mark she's made in my heart
Neither time nor space can fade the impression she's made
In my mind. On my soul
The totality of my being
The intelligent man And savage beast that I am
Is hers
Fully captivated
By this Dark ass
Fine ass
Sweeter than honey
Sexy woman ...
1102 reads
17 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Apr 2016 7:16pm
26th Apr 2016 7:16pm
Willow Tree
A willow guards this babbling brook
Shading me whilst I lower my hook
Seeking fish that I may cook
Trying new recipes
from my book
This willow stands here
at pond's edge
It's cutback bank hides a soft dirt ledge
'Neath hanging branches fish seek shelter
While squirrels run cross them
helter skelter
And when cool spring turns to swelter
It's here I kiss my sweetheart
lest summer melt her
Shading me whilst I lower my hook
Seeking fish that I may cook
Trying new recipes
from my book
This willow stands here
at pond's edge
It's cutback bank hides a soft dirt ledge
'Neath hanging branches fish seek shelter
While squirrels run cross them
helter skelter
And when cool spring turns to swelter
It's here I kiss my sweetheart
lest summer melt her
867 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2016 3:33pm
25th Apr 2016 3:33pm
Let Me See
Could it be
that Ledisi
Is more just a voice to me
Do I feel more than a thrill
When she puts forth words that ring for real
As I look upon her face
I wish to ask her to my place
Those lips that bring out words so sweet
Are luscious ones.
I'd love to meet
Those eyes
and her smooth, dark skinned face
Make spike my breaths
Make my heart race
She's beautiful
Sexy
Gorgeous you see
I like her music
But it's her beauty
That's magic to me
that Ledisi
Is more just a voice to me
Do I feel more than a thrill
When she puts forth words that ring for real
As I look upon her face
I wish to ask her to my place
Those lips that bring out words so sweet
Are luscious ones.
I'd love to meet
Those eyes
and her smooth, dark skinned face
Make spike my breaths
Make my heart race
She's beautiful
Sexy
Gorgeous you see
I like her music
But it's her beauty
That's magic to me
749 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Apr 2016 8:25pm
19th Apr 2016 8:25pm
Heat Seeker (Fire Found)
I must have this woman.
She is the source of the fire that I seek.
I could no more turn away from this path than Prometheus could have foregone his journey to steal fire from the Gods of Old. Consequences be damned . It is she that I need.
I must have this woman.
I am going to have this woman.
This need will not be denied
I want her to touch me with her soft fingered hands. I want to feel her stomach press tightly against me as her back arches sharply while she holds my manhood captive in the prison 'tween her thighs.
I want her so caught...
She is the source of the fire that I seek.
I could no more turn away from this path than Prometheus could have foregone his journey to steal fire from the Gods of Old. Consequences be damned . It is she that I need.
I must have this woman.
I am going to have this woman.
This need will not be denied
I want her to touch me with her soft fingered hands. I want to feel her stomach press tightly against me as her back arches sharply while she holds my manhood captive in the prison 'tween her thighs.
I want her so caught...
992 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Apr 2016 7:29pm
19th Apr 2016 7:29pm
Heat Seeker
My heart pounds with yearning
And only she stills it
My need is a vacuum and only she fills it
When instinct takes over,
the man goes away
When the beast breaks the surface,
and the animal holds sway.
It is only she who will suffice.
When the power of nature flows freely, a predator is what I become. Like a tiger shark on a tuna or the tawny mountain lion after a deer. I am the midnight black Amazonian jaguar prowling the steamy rain forest while hot on the scent of his mate.
Only she affects me this way.
I'm aching to have her....
And only she stills it
My need is a vacuum and only she fills it
When instinct takes over,
the man goes away
When the beast breaks the surface,
and the animal holds sway.
It is only she who will suffice.
When the power of nature flows freely, a predator is what I become. Like a tiger shark on a tuna or the tawny mountain lion after a deer. I am the midnight black Amazonian jaguar prowling the steamy rain forest while hot on the scent of his mate.
Only she affects me this way.
I'm aching to have her....
891 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2016 4:04pm
15th Apr 2016 4:04pm
In Praise of "Her"
Poetry
Is what makes me
Me
Turns my insides "out" for the world to see
Lets me express
that which really drives me
Be it Anger
Disgust
Pain
Or the throes of Ecstasy
The sugar
that makes life easier to swallow
It frees my mind
and my ass does follow
Many thanks to RainC and "Taste of Her"
Is what makes me
Me
Turns my insides "out" for the world to see
Lets me express
that which really drives me
Be it Anger
Disgust
Pain
Or the throes of Ecstasy
The sugar
that makes life easier to swallow
It frees my mind
and my ass does follow
Many thanks to RainC and "Taste of Her"
861 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Apr 2016 3:30pm
15th Apr 2016 3:30pm
At First Sight
You were...
Just too good to pass up
My response could only have been exactly what it was.
Instinctive,
Automatic
As soon as I saw you I wanted you.
All of you
I just had to have you next to me.
I wanted to kiss your lips, slowly.
I wanted to bury my face in the brown skin of your neck,
to nuzzle gently against your throat.
I wanted to nip you playfully
with my mouth and my teeth and, also with them,
trace the contours of your jaw with a passionate duality of purpose
Seeking to learn your flavor, your scent...
Just too good to pass up
My response could only have been exactly what it was.
Instinctive,
Automatic
As soon as I saw you I wanted you.
All of you
I just had to have you next to me.
I wanted to kiss your lips, slowly.
I wanted to bury my face in the brown skin of your neck,
to nuzzle gently against your throat.
I wanted to nip you playfully
with my mouth and my teeth and, also with them,
trace the contours of your jaw with a passionate duality of purpose
Seeking to learn your flavor, your scent...
999 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2016 6:47pm
14th Apr 2016 6:47pm
Seeking Jill Scott
I want a woman who speaks to my heart
Whenever she speaks of love and of pain and of hurt and of happiness
I want to be able to feel what she means
I want a woman who takes the edge off my anger with that "bedroom" look in her eyes and removes the hurt from my soul when she whispers in my ear and lays her hands on my back
I want a woman whose soothing voice counteracts the sting I feel when the world outside of what we have does not treat me well
or with care
I want woman whose sultry tone and lustful looks turn me so "on"...
Whenever she speaks of love and of pain and of hurt and of happiness
I want to be able to feel what she means
I want a woman who takes the edge off my anger with that "bedroom" look in her eyes and removes the hurt from my soul when she whispers in my ear and lays her hands on my back
I want a woman whose soothing voice counteracts the sting I feel when the world outside of what we have does not treat me well
or with care
I want woman whose sultry tone and lustful looks turn me so "on"...
818 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2016 5:29pm
14th Apr 2016 5:29pm
From the Mind of a Complete Man
I am old now
I am experienced
I cannot go back to it, but I do remember the wonder and joy of childhood
I can still taste the purity and innocence from my young and uninitiated mind
with its thoughts and ideas of being in love
Back before I knew heartache
(as recipient or giver)
Back when the thought of love meant sunshine and picnics and kisses and endless smiles
I am still that child
I carry him with me always
I carry him and all he has experienced since those days
I have known love in all its stages
Infancy
Youth ...
I am experienced
I cannot go back to it, but I do remember the wonder and joy of childhood
I can still taste the purity and innocence from my young and uninitiated mind
with its thoughts and ideas of being in love
Back before I knew heartache
(as recipient or giver)
Back when the thought of love meant sunshine and picnics and kisses and endless smiles
I am still that child
I carry him with me always
I carry him and all he has experienced since those days
I have known love in all its stages
Infancy
Youth ...
653 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 6:18pm
13th Apr 2016 6:18pm
On Fire
She is C. Bennett
I am all up in it.
Her chest has me pinned against this truck
Her lips are all over my face, neck, ears, and mouth
Her body comes at mine head-on
She uses me to get where she needs to be
Her voice tells me that she is getting just what she needs
The heat bubbling from within her is spreading to me
My face is so hot
My shoulders are slippery,
Slick
My chest is wet with our sweat
Shining like the moon on a Caribbean sea
My clothes are now drenched
Shirt from exertion
Pants from the...
I am all up in it.
Her chest has me pinned against this truck
Her lips are all over my face, neck, ears, and mouth
Her body comes at mine head-on
She uses me to get where she needs to be
Her voice tells me that she is getting just what she needs
The heat bubbling from within her is spreading to me
My face is so hot
My shoulders are slippery,
Slick
My chest is wet with our sweat
Shining like the moon on a Caribbean sea
My clothes are now drenched
Shirt from exertion
Pants from the...
863 reads
2 Comments
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