Submissions by Iconic99
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Iconic99 also writes as his cousin Poetspeak
Briefly Lovers
Many years ago
A liaison of soul clinching
Connecting with the already connected
Wrong and right but ultimately wrong
Fast forward
Light years
Oddly we became friends again
Not sustainable though, just because
Lovers have a way of seeing
Joined at the hip, star gazing
The indelible memories linger
Of a hot flame that once was ...
A liaison of soul clinching
Connecting with the already connected
Wrong and right but ultimately wrong
Fast forward
Light years
Oddly we became friends again
Not sustainable though, just because
Lovers have a way of seeing
Joined at the hip, star gazing
The indelible memories linger
Of a hot flame that once was ...
854 reads
15 Comments
Old Fashioned Romance
What I wouldn't give
For a scented letter
Your perfume filling the room
Old fashioned romance
Lust and love
Burning in my brain
Fire in my loins
Desire is our landscape
Love is the calling
For a scented letter
Your perfume filling the room
Old fashioned romance
Lust and love
Burning in my brain
Fire in my loins
Desire is our landscape
Love is the calling
950 reads
13 Comments
The Best Moments ....
Are quiet and beautiful
Requiring no sound
Passion of self and my companion
On the morning dog walk
She's almost 14
Brown with varying shades of gray
A woman with grace but pees like a male
She never was easy and smart as the day is long
We are probably in the twilight years
An ending I hate to think about
Appetite still strong, coat bright and shiny
Every walk a blessing, grateful to bring her home
Requiring no sound
Passion of self and my companion
On the morning dog walk
She's almost 14
Brown with varying shades of gray
A woman with grace but pees like a male
She never was easy and smart as the day is long
We are probably in the twilight years
An ending I hate to think about
Appetite still strong, coat bright and shiny
Every walk a blessing, grateful to bring her home
734 reads
8 Comments
He Speaks in Tongues
Different wine pairings
With different dishes
Take what you need
Or whatever you can get
Be discriminating
But not foolish
He speaks in tongues
Too much information
Or not enough
Kinetic, quirky and then some
The menu looks good tonight
With different dishes
Take what you need
Or whatever you can get
Be discriminating
But not foolish
He speaks in tongues
Too much information
Or not enough
Kinetic, quirky and then some
The menu looks good tonight
1240 reads
10 Comments
Safe
It feels safe here
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my coffee
Guess he saw I...
A gentle escape from fame
My disguise working well
Even the guy at the Deli on the corner
Didn't pay me no mind
I asked for hazelnut instead of regular
It smells great but taste is often lacking
The story of my life wraps around coffee
I tried so hard to achieve greatness
Now hiding from the very thing I thought I wanted most
Everyone wants a piece of your privacy
Selling my soul for headlines was a mistake
I couldn't have known then, to busy with my arrogance
Shit, he put sugar in my coffee
Guess he saw I...
702 reads
4 Comments
I come here sometimes
to escape the noise of my other life
a place to gather my thoughts
gain some perspective from afar
sleep, write, go unnoticed
a thrill a moment in the crystal silence
a place to gather my thoughts
gain some perspective from afar
sleep, write, go unnoticed
a thrill a moment in the crystal silence
680 reads
11 Comments
My City is my Flesh
I'm a city guy
I don't leave town much
A few days here and there
Just to reclaim the fresh air vibe
But truth be told
I need the city interior to feel safe
All the noise and grit and craziness
Defines me
My city is my flesh
Traveling from appointment to appointment
Cell phones, pen and paper
Road salesman coming to you next
I don't leave town much
A few days here and there
Just to reclaim the fresh air vibe
But truth be told
I need the city interior to feel safe
All the noise and grit and craziness
Defines me
My city is my flesh
Traveling from appointment to appointment
Cell phones, pen and paper
Road salesman coming to you next
754 reads
14 Comments
Watching you Sleep
Watching you sleep
Next to me
A wry smile on your lips
Morning light
Illuminates your beauty
You lie in slumber
A new day ahead
I've watched you for years
Same pattern, same glow
Soon you will rise
Collect yourself and stretch
I'll be watching
As I do each day
My joy in loving you
Next to me
A wry smile on your lips
Morning light
Illuminates your beauty
You lie in slumber
A new day ahead
I've watched you for years
Same pattern, same glow
Soon you will rise
Collect yourself and stretch
I'll be watching
As I do each day
My joy in loving you
2126 reads
16 Comments
You give me
Your vulnerable
One moment at a time
Each syllable
Dancing
A rthymic flow
Graceful and amorous
Or a moody storm
Either way
I can't resist
The sweet sensation
Or your fiery finish
That is you
One moment at a time
Each syllable
Dancing
A rthymic flow
Graceful and amorous
Or a moody storm
Either way
I can't resist
The sweet sensation
Or your fiery finish
That is you
856 reads
12 Comments
The Breath of our Romance
I ask you to smile
But not to much
We operate on the perimeter
Somewhere between illegal and sublime
Standing on the cold banks
Of a river with no name
Pressed into me, your hands in my pocket
Your heart beat apparent against
The weight of your breasts
We shape the moments
Knowing they are brief
Lovers on the outside of cool sexuality
A duality of common cause and desire
Reckless, sometimes dangerous
A calling, an addiction, a love
With no home ...
But not to much
We operate on the perimeter
Somewhere between illegal and sublime
Standing on the cold banks
Of a river with no name
Pressed into me, your hands in my pocket
Your heart beat apparent against
The weight of your breasts
We shape the moments
Knowing they are brief
Lovers on the outside of cool sexuality
A duality of common cause and desire
Reckless, sometimes dangerous
A calling, an addiction, a love
With no home ...
975 reads
8 Comments
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