Submissions by MidnightSonneteer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My alter ego is...THE MIDNIGHT SONNETEER
DARK POEM
Published
26th Feb 2025 9:29pm
26th Feb 2025 9:29pm
2USV
I'd love to know, I really would,
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
#HumanRights
#oppression
197 reads
16 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Feb 2025 11:59pm
25th Feb 2025 11:59pm
Just-World Fallacy
Think no winning greatness a phenotype
but hell itself in repeat mutation
helpful to demagoguery and hype
yet not a guarantee of elation;
just genes at the mercy of cosmic rays
about which Budda could not give a shit
since he has long ago lived out his days
with us remaining to preserve his wit,
as dead as any philosopher's stone
and only resurrected when we read,
assuming that we don't leave it alone,
in our animal haze of need and greed
when abandoning justice for karma...
in warped veracity cushioned by pharma.
but hell itself in repeat mutation
helpful to demagoguery and hype
yet not a guarantee of elation;
just genes at the mercy of cosmic rays
about which Budda could not give a shit
since he has long ago lived out his days
with us remaining to preserve his wit,
as dead as any philosopher's stone
and only resurrected when we read,
assuming that we don't leave it alone,
in our animal haze of need and greed
when abandoning justice for karma...
in warped veracity cushioned by pharma.
#TruthOfLife
212 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2025 8:29pm
22nd Feb 2025 8:29pm
Shakti Osculations
Sometimes I fall face first into
my lady's lovely twat,
or..."Aphrodite's Avenue"...
where love is finely wrought.
Wrought like a velvet glove to fit
Cupid's hard cranking shaft,
all to see the effort emit
a jizz-load fore and aft.
But when the dart of love won't spend
her twat form fits the face,
so that milady's fun won't end...
like geese of wild chase.
Instead, I strap her wings right on,
just like a mask for gas,
with my tongue on her yonic...
my lady's lovely twat,
or..."Aphrodite's Avenue"...
where love is finely wrought.
Wrought like a velvet glove to fit
Cupid's hard cranking shaft,
all to see the effort emit
a jizz-load fore and aft.
But when the dart of love won't spend
her twat form fits the face,
so that milady's fun won't end...
like geese of wild chase.
Instead, I strap her wings right on,
just like a mask for gas,
with my tongue on her yonic...
#sex
180 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Feb 2025 00:49am
20th Feb 2025 00:49am
Shangri-la Besot
In the glen of her Seraphic honey
I found splendor in bilabial wings
far more rewarding than the freshet springs
one may chance upon when hot and sunny
and prone to the worst of an Earthy thirst
that only the best oasis will quench;
like the sweet aether from her yearning trench;
a sacred vim exuberance dispersed,
to claim a soul, as by a siren spell,
far beyond Circean in its power
to see ardency in all manner swell,
like midnight love into a moonflower
or the paradise where a love may dwell...
...
I found splendor in bilabial wings
far more rewarding than the freshet springs
one may chance upon when hot and sunny
and prone to the worst of an Earthy thirst
that only the best oasis will quench;
like the sweet aether from her yearning trench;
a sacred vim exuberance dispersed,
to claim a soul, as by a siren spell,
far beyond Circean in its power
to see ardency in all manner swell,
like midnight love into a moonflower
or the paradise where a love may dwell...
...
#obsession
189 reads
11 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Feb 2025 7:09am
18th Feb 2025 7:09am
Panty Raid
Her giddy murmurs of culmination
were confirmation of a job well done
when heard in the seizure syncopation
of lady neurology having fun
in full simultaneity tension
from fraught head and torso, to toes distraught,
in her last seconds of apprehension
before the fusillade of rapture sought
pealed through her like a Liberty Bell
...in rhapsodomancy detonation...
of la petite mort in a plangent knell
clappered from a vulviform flirtation
belabored by woo to her fever pitch...
when the master toggled the mistress switch.
were confirmation of a job well done
when heard in the seizure syncopation
of lady neurology having fun
in full simultaneity tension
from fraught head and torso, to toes distraught,
in her last seconds of apprehension
before the fusillade of rapture sought
pealed through her like a Liberty Bell
...in rhapsodomancy detonation...
of la petite mort in a plangent knell
clappered from a vulviform flirtation
belabored by woo to her fever pitch...
when the master toggled the mistress switch.
#orgasm
239 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2025 00:23am
15th Feb 2025 00:23am
Purple Sex Halo
Often, after her pleasure pinnacle,
milady says there's a glow 'round my head
which she states, in her manner clinical.
And I know to trust all that she has said,
even if the utterance is bizarre
since love is nought, if not oddly wired,
to see a lover's face like some bright star
which shone where satisfaction transpired
with a margined glow from ardent bearings,
forevermore reverentially prone,
to fondly dwell on our earnest pairings...
where jubilation's angel flights have flown
from me to her,...
milady says there's a glow 'round my head
which she states, in her manner clinical.
And I know to trust all that she has said,
even if the utterance is bizarre
since love is nought, if not oddly wired,
to see a lover's face like some bright star
which shone where satisfaction transpired
with a margined glow from ardent bearings,
forevermore reverentially prone,
to fondly dwell on our earnest pairings...
where jubilation's angel flights have flown
from me to her,...
#admiration
#love
156 reads
14 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Feb 2025 5:09am
14th Feb 2025 5:09am
Phallus Aforethought
Am I the only one who thinks it odd
that in all the annals of creation
there was once some strange craftsmanship from god
of darts incarnate by blood elation
and that love depends on circulation
of cocktail ingredients from parts...
in... genitourinary station...
subservient to all pulse pounding hearts
ever to find themselves a slave to love
and by such a bond seek the pleasure
thricely as thrilling as some god above
all of the other loves that we treasure...
and thus the links twixt love and...
that in all the annals of creation
there was once some strange craftsmanship from god
of darts incarnate by blood elation
and that love depends on circulation
of cocktail ingredients from parts...
in... genitourinary station...
subservient to all pulse pounding hearts
ever to find themselves a slave to love
and by such a bond seek the pleasure
thricely as thrilling as some god above
all of the other loves that we treasure...
and thus the links twixt love and...
#cancer
#depression
#disability
90 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Feb 2025 00:19am
14th Feb 2025 00:19am
Devolution
Idiots have merged with neo-nazis
to make this world an uglier place
spawning a planet of...idiotzis
with overpriced egg on each beef-wit face;
faces that turn their noses up at books
since the time that they save with every ban
they can spend kissing the ass of the crooks
who kiss the ass of the crook with the tan,
all to enable a future of hate,
where forward pay is all a game of blame
which...NEVER...has been a romantic trait
but only a counterproductive aim
that leads to the puniest short term gain,
of...
to make this world an uglier place
spawning a planet of...idiotzis
with overpriced egg on each beef-wit face;
faces that turn their noses up at books
since the time that they save with every ban
they can spend kissing the ass of the crooks
who kiss the ass of the crook with the tan,
all to enable a future of hate,
where forward pay is all a game of blame
which...NEVER...has been a romantic trait
but only a counterproductive aim
that leads to the puniest short term gain,
of...
#greed
#grief
#hate #regret
#hate #regret
204 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2025 7:37am
12th Feb 2025 7:37am
Last Stand in Honky Land: 1945 style
No kraut could make a baby fast enough
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
#Christian
#deception
#ignorance
#politics
#racism
100 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 3:09am
7th Feb 2025 3:09am
Storytime! Shut up and Listen!
#courage
#patience
#TimeHeals #vanity
#TimeHeals #vanity
144 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
Necropolis-a-lago
As suspected, Bibi was in cahoots,
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
#curse
#evil
#hate
#lies
#sacrifice
127 reads
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