Submissions by FlingleBunt65
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2014 11:45pm
8th Mar 2014 11:45pm
OUT OF NOWHERE
OUT OF NOWHERE
When the pen is pushed...
with no ink
... the paper is still cold
...and no ideas come forth!
Reading the thoughts
and feelings of others
can inspire
which I conclude below:
."Some things you just can't buy...or grow from the ground...they are just there ...buried among the words of the creators.
And often they too...have no idea that they possess such treasures..or indeed the means to produce them."
WRC ©
When the pen is pushed...
with no ink
... the paper is still cold
...and no ideas come forth!
Reading the thoughts
and feelings of others
can inspire
which I conclude below:
."Some things you just can't buy...or grow from the ground...they are just there ...buried among the words of the creators.
And often they too...have no idea that they possess such treasures..or indeed the means to produce them."
WRC ©
757 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Mar 2014 11:40pm
7th Mar 2014 11:40pm
THE GAME
THE GAME
The softness of her warm lips...
especially against his neck, accompanied by her warm breath, it was his weakness.
And she knew it..but he enjoyed every minute they shared.
He was tactile and sensuous and loved to be explored...
He would kneel, with his hands behind his back..."No Using Hands" to reciprocate.
This was the rule...
He just had to let her do her thing.
Whatever her pleasure was...he could do nothing but display his pleasure.
Soon...prior to the point of ejaculation...she would cease.
Now ....It's 'your turn' she...
The softness of her warm lips...
especially against his neck, accompanied by her warm breath, it was his weakness.
And she knew it..but he enjoyed every minute they shared.
He was tactile and sensuous and loved to be explored...
He would kneel, with his hands behind his back..."No Using Hands" to reciprocate.
This was the rule...
He just had to let her do her thing.
Whatever her pleasure was...he could do nothing but display his pleasure.
Soon...prior to the point of ejaculation...she would cease.
Now ....It's 'your turn' she...
940 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Mar 2014 6:59pm
7th Mar 2014 6:59pm
THE CULL
THE CULL
Your words alone...
have prepared me
Positioned prostrate...
I am ready for your cull
Your presence gives me...
great exuberance
All time stops...
just to let me read once more
And once I have read...
all that you expound
I will feel ready...
Do what you...
have to do
Cull should be painless!
WRC ©
Your words alone...
have prepared me
Positioned prostrate...
I am ready for your cull
Your presence gives me...
great exuberance
All time stops...
just to let me read once more
And once I have read...
all that you expound
I will feel ready...
Do what you...
have to do
Cull should be painless!
WRC ©
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Mar 2014 3:21pm
7th Mar 2014 3:21pm
CLEAR VISION
CLEAR VISION
Folk in churches...hear them praying
Death is nigh...co's planes are spraying
Musical lyrics...of copulation
The plan will be...depopulation
In the system...straight from birth
Until we're buried...in the earth
Some sing and dance...and have a party
They just don't see...Illuminati
Masonic secrets...codes and signs
Conditioning of...the human minds
Leaders fail...through core corruption
Workers battle...by interruption
No heaven above...or hell below
The truth is out...and we all know
...
Folk in churches...hear them praying
Death is nigh...co's planes are spraying
Musical lyrics...of copulation
The plan will be...depopulation
In the system...straight from birth
Until we're buried...in the earth
Some sing and dance...and have a party
They just don't see...Illuminati
Masonic secrets...codes and signs
Conditioning of...the human minds
Leaders fail...through core corruption
Workers battle...by interruption
No heaven above...or hell below
The truth is out...and we all know
...
676 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2014 3:40pm
4th Mar 2014 3:40pm
DIRTY CLOUDS
DIRTY CLOUDS
Blown by wind across our skies...
'dirty clouds' before our eyes
Toxic chemicals sprayed inside...
'seeded clouds' the whole world wide
Like rolling waves across the sea...
they linger over you and me
Watching aircraft as we do...
underneath the sky so blue
Children all together playing...
unaware of 'aerial spraying'
The clear blue skies we all adore
are fading to be seen no more
Aeroplanes from comic tales...
are poisoning us with long 'chemtrails'
'Dirty clouds' oh 'dirty...
Blown by wind across our skies...
'dirty clouds' before our eyes
Toxic chemicals sprayed inside...
'seeded clouds' the whole world wide
Like rolling waves across the sea...
they linger over you and me
Watching aircraft as we do...
underneath the sky so blue
Children all together playing...
unaware of 'aerial spraying'
The clear blue skies we all adore
are fading to be seen no more
Aeroplanes from comic tales...
are poisoning us with long 'chemtrails'
'Dirty clouds' oh 'dirty...
673 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2014 9:33pm
3rd Mar 2014 9:33pm
IGNITION
IGNITION
My batteries are so very low...
nothing I do charges them up.
Such is life that it continually ...
demands..'optimal mode'...
And now...
nothing or no-one can help.
I long for love...for deep
meaningful love.
Left behind by years...
that have flown.
And now...a plethora of rhymes...
and feelings
on paper...
are the only artifacts
I possess.
My body longs for...
a new start
It remembers how...
and when...to respond
Built with precision...
and the ability...
to appreciate an
Experienced...
My batteries are so very low...
nothing I do charges them up.
Such is life that it continually ...
demands..'optimal mode'...
And now...
nothing or no-one can help.
I long for love...for deep
meaningful love.
Left behind by years...
that have flown.
And now...a plethora of rhymes...
and feelings
on paper...
are the only artifacts
I possess.
My body longs for...
a new start
It remembers how...
and when...to respond
Built with precision...
and the ability...
to appreciate an
Experienced...
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STORY POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2014 7:39pm
3rd Mar 2014 7:39pm
DEATH IN SILK
DEATH IN SILK
I'm trapped in your web...
but you...at least for now...
have not yet felt my presence.
This intricate network of threads...
has me bound and helpless.
Although I know your close...
one false move on my part
will mean death.
My presence here is...
accidental...
Yet I am drawn to you...
I feel your power
Vibrating through your
Silky strands.
My own adhesion...
is not helping
Sticky situations are not...
my forte.
Your strands are vibrating...
harder and longer
I see you heading my way
If...
I'm trapped in your web...
but you...at least for now...
have not yet felt my presence.
This intricate network of threads...
has me bound and helpless.
Although I know your close...
one false move on my part
will mean death.
My presence here is...
accidental...
Yet I am drawn to you...
I feel your power
Vibrating through your
Silky strands.
My own adhesion...
is not helping
Sticky situations are not...
my forte.
Your strands are vibrating...
harder and longer
I see you heading my way
If...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Mar 2014 7:04pm
1st Mar 2014 7:04pm
SIMPLY DIVINE
SIMPLY DIVINE
There are no stars that can match...
the lustre of your eyes
Nothing feels softer to the touch...
than your silky hair
I tingle all over when you...
touch me anywhere
I lose all of my inhibitions...
when your lips meet mine
Your perfume sends me wild...
I'm all yours for the taking
You undressing me is exciting...
as is me undressing you
Every item removed is a step...
closer to your '
And you too sound very...
excited and anxious
You touch my'...
we are heading in the ...
same direction
Take...
There are no stars that can match...
the lustre of your eyes
Nothing feels softer to the touch...
than your silky hair
I tingle all over when you...
touch me anywhere
I lose all of my inhibitions...
when your lips meet mine
Your perfume sends me wild...
I'm all yours for the taking
You undressing me is exciting...
as is me undressing you
Every item removed is a step...
closer to your '
And you too sound very...
excited and anxious
You touch my'...
we are heading in the ...
same direction
Take...
598 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Feb 2014 4:19pm
28th Feb 2014 4:19pm
CONNECTED
CONNECTED
We are definitely 'neutral' when it really matters...
Some call us a real 'live' wires...
However, we are very much down to 'earth'...
When me and my love are 'plugged' in...
Everything is 'live'...
WRC ©
We are definitely 'neutral' when it really matters...
Some call us a real 'live' wires...
However, we are very much down to 'earth'...
When me and my love are 'plugged' in...
Everything is 'live'...
WRC ©
566 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
28th Feb 2014 9:21am
28th Feb 2014 9:21am
SHE
SHE
As night befalls, closing off gently the light of day...I see fine rain blowing against the background of the street lights. She has been working a long day and has now finally arrived home in her car.
Sometimes, she needs to get stuff from the seat of the car, or maybe the boot, and this is when she usually takes a fleeting glance to see if anyone is around.
No doubt she'll make a dash for the door tonight, to avoid getting wet.
I'm a bit of a window watcher in the evenings, so I see people coming and going all the time.
Lately though, she...the woman...
As night befalls, closing off gently the light of day...I see fine rain blowing against the background of the street lights. She has been working a long day and has now finally arrived home in her car.
Sometimes, she needs to get stuff from the seat of the car, or maybe the boot, and this is when she usually takes a fleeting glance to see if anyone is around.
No doubt she'll make a dash for the door tonight, to avoid getting wet.
I'm a bit of a window watcher in the evenings, so I see people coming and going all the time.
Lately though, she...the woman...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Feb 2014 2:17pm
26th Feb 2014 2:17pm
BE MY PHYSICIAN
BE MY PHYSICIAN
I have been waiting...
patiently to see you
Before you is my life...
words that speak volumes
I have come with a broken heart...
Can you repair it?
I really don't know how ...I got this far
Listen to my heart...it's out of sync with life
Listen to my breathing...no longer soft
Feel my pulse...no longer racing!
My glands...swollen with crying!
Gently touch my forehead...
I'm here before you...
Do you see deep into my eyes...
Those tears are just drops of pain
Please tell me...
I have been waiting...
patiently to see you
Before you is my life...
words that speak volumes
I have come with a broken heart...
Can you repair it?
I really don't know how ...I got this far
Listen to my heart...it's out of sync with life
Listen to my breathing...no longer soft
Feel my pulse...no longer racing!
My glands...swollen with crying!
Gently touch my forehead...
I'm here before you...
Do you see deep into my eyes...
Those tears are just drops of pain
Please tell me...
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ANGER POEM
Published
25th Feb 2014 6:36pm
25th Feb 2014 6:36pm
WORDS WON'T COME
WORDS WON'T COME
This feeling inside is not really me...
words won't come as I want them to be
I'm empty inside and simply can't think...
My heart is in turmoil my pen has no ink
Hurting inside and feeling so scared...
So much to say but I may not be heard
Life is a pastime twiddling my thumbs ...
Delving inside but still nothing comes
Relaxing to music but still I could scream...
When I am asleep I can't even dream
Continuous reading inspiration I seek...
But still I find nothing the future is bleak
Shall I admit to myself that its...
This feeling inside is not really me...
words won't come as I want them to be
I'm empty inside and simply can't think...
My heart is in turmoil my pen has no ink
Hurting inside and feeling so scared...
So much to say but I may not be heard
Life is a pastime twiddling my thumbs ...
Delving inside but still nothing comes
Relaxing to music but still I could scream...
When I am asleep I can't even dream
Continuous reading inspiration I seek...
But still I find nothing the future is bleak
Shall I admit to myself that its...
760 reads
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