Submissions by Solomon_Song
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Published poems so far unpaid. Most poems unpublished. History, Bible, love (romantic/erotic), nakedness main subjects; rhyming captions/messages. Influences: Bible (eg Genesis, Ruth, Song of Songs (inspired user name), and 20th century erotic.
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2012 6:46am
22nd Nov 2012 6:46am
BRIDAL LIPS
I have tasted the bridal lips –
Both on her face and ‘twixt her hips.
Little difference in the feel –
She keeps both hairless, I reveal.
Both pairs are soft and sensitive
To tongue-stroke kisses that I give.
When her nether mouth opens up
She serves me juice to fill a cup
(That she calls “my special brew,
That only I can make for you”)
That provide the lubrication
To the penile penetration.
As long as I’m her faithful chap
My head stays welcome in her lap.
Drink from own cistern*, says Good Book;
To no-one else’s will...
Both on her face and ‘twixt her hips.
Little difference in the feel –
She keeps both hairless, I reveal.
Both pairs are soft and sensitive
To tongue-stroke kisses that I give.
When her nether mouth opens up
She serves me juice to fill a cup
(That she calls “my special brew,
That only I can make for you”)
That provide the lubrication
To the penile penetration.
As long as I’m her faithful chap
My head stays welcome in her lap.
Drink from own cistern*, says Good Book;
To no-one else’s will...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Nov 2012 6:58am
21st Nov 2012 6:58am
ENGAGEMENT DRINK
(This short, sharp ditty was made up after pop group T-Spoon had a hit with "Sex on the Beach" in 1998, which I later cottoned on is also the name of a cocktail whose sales must have rocketed! For non-Britons, a tenner is ten British pounds in British currency. I have put it in the Erotic category for the double-entendre.)
On the night we got engaged
We had barely a tenner each;
We were too poor to order champagne,
So we had Sex on the Beach!
On the night we got engaged
We had barely a tenner each;
We were too poor to order champagne,
So we had Sex on the Beach!
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EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 6:56am
20th Nov 2012 6:56am
THE TOPS
This is a play on a word in its various senses - thought I could make a glimpsy scene with "top". Another poem inspired by "Kitchen Sex" - one of its senses being kitchen related.
She said, “You’re the top!
You have much on top.”...
She took off her top,
Exposing her top...
She got on the top,
Let me get on top...
We slept like a top!
That’s life at the top!
She said, “You’re the top!
You have much on top.”...
She took off her top,
Exposing her top...
She got on the top,
Let me get on top...
We slept like a top!
That’s life at the top!
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 10:14pm
18th Nov 2012 10:14pm
IT WAS A SCANDAL
(Based on a real life case discovered in researching a local family's history. It did not make news, although it happened in 1880s and the family were landowners. The man went on to father several more children with the much younger woman, who came to live in his mansion while the wife - a much older woman who had time to produce only two sons - lived apart, without divorcing, in the nearest town.)
It was a scandal at the time,
Some even said it was a crime,
A contravention of God’s plan –
She’d made off with a married man,
Leaving his wife humiliated,
Who was...
It was a scandal at the time,
Some even said it was a crime,
A contravention of God’s plan –
She’d made off with a married man,
Leaving his wife humiliated,
Who was...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 7:41pm
18th Nov 2012 7:41pm
MY NAKED CHEF
(Neither autobiographical, nor a portrayal of the original so-named “Naked Chef”, Jamie Oliver! Inspired by Deep Underground poem “Kitchen Sex” by MissJayne. I have included interchangeable pronouns so it can be an enjoyable read to either sex – depending on which partner is the main cook!)
My spouse is very daring when it comes to ‘chef’-ing food;
Our kitchen sometimes gets so hot, he/she cooks it in the nude!
When I look in on cooking her/his body glistens with sweat,
Which tempts me to draw closer and, with it, get myself wet!
He/She will sometimes...
My spouse is very daring when it comes to ‘chef’-ing food;
Our kitchen sometimes gets so hot, he/she cooks it in the nude!
When I look in on cooking her/his body glistens with sweat,
Which tempts me to draw closer and, with it, get myself wet!
He/She will sometimes...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Nov 2012 10:04pm
11th Nov 2012 10:04pm
HEADACHE
When my wife has a headache,
Passionate love we don’t make
Until after she’s better –
When I need the French letter!
“I’ve got a headache”, my wife said,
With tired eyes and furrowed forehead.
Early she went, alone, to bed,
While I prayed healing in my head.
Some time later she was better
When in the bedroom I met her;
She purred “Come to me, my petter;
You can put on the French letter!”
Passionate love we don’t make
Until after she’s better –
When I need the French letter!
“I’ve got a headache”, my wife said,
With tired eyes and furrowed forehead.
Early she went, alone, to bed,
While I prayed healing in my head.
Some time later she was better
When in the bedroom I met her;
She purred “Come to me, my petter;
You can put on the French letter!”
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Nov 2012 10:14pm
8th Nov 2012 10:14pm
BRIDEGROOM ASSURED
(Not autobiographical. I set this in an earlier generation.)
Apart from a youthful, clumsy session with a whore,
I had not ‘had’ a woman in my life before.
When I proposed to my future wife.
I thought “Get more sorted about facts of life.”
After a clear test ruled out any VD,
I had my doctor in front of me,
Answering questions, solving doubt,
Non-judgementally having it out.
All the things in surgery he said
Left me surer of my part in marriage bed,
Able to take in hand my spouse
Making love in hotel room or house.
She...
Apart from a youthful, clumsy session with a whore,
I had not ‘had’ a woman in my life before.
When I proposed to my future wife.
I thought “Get more sorted about facts of life.”
After a clear test ruled out any VD,
I had my doctor in front of me,
Answering questions, solving doubt,
Non-judgementally having it out.
All the things in surgery he said
Left me surer of my part in marriage bed,
Able to take in hand my spouse
Making love in hotel room or house.
She...
802 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2012 10:44pm
2nd Nov 2012 10:44pm
KING LEAR 2012
This evolves from the king’s famous outburst in Shakespeare’s play, a tale of disintegrating sanity, family and society. “Let copulation thrive…” This is an imaginary musing of a King Lear in an apocalyptic society.
Let copulation thrive!
Let naughty couples swive
And indulge their sex drive!
Let lads and lasses jive,
Let British workers skive,
Good men no longer strive!
Let drunken drivers drive!
Let gangs each other knive!
Let aliens arrive!
Let Wall Street take a dive!
Next day, who’ll be alive?
Let copulation thrive!
Let naughty couples swive
And indulge their sex drive!
Let lads and lasses jive,
Let British workers skive,
Good men no longer strive!
Let drunken drivers drive!
Let gangs each other knive!
Let aliens arrive!
Let Wall Street take a dive!
Next day, who’ll be alive?
#rhyming
#parody
#WilliamShakespeare #apocalypse
#WilliamShakespeare #apocalypse
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 9:48pm
1st Nov 2012 9:48pm
A SEPTEMBER AND MAY (Not autobiographical)
After the sudden death of my long married wife,
I could not have another woman share my life
Until came one younger, who got under my skin,
With whom I forgot my loss amidst ‘carnal sin’.
Friends saw how well we two were getting on,
One said ‘Make an honest woman of her, John.
She is clearly so good to you;
Why not make her wife number two?”
So at the next chance I popped The Question,
She said “Yes” – then announced a conception.
So with our first baby coming on the way
We had a friends-and-family wedding day.
Now ten years later we are still...
I could not have another woman share my life
Until came one younger, who got under my skin,
With whom I forgot my loss amidst ‘carnal sin’.
Friends saw how well we two were getting on,
One said ‘Make an honest woman of her, John.
She is clearly so good to you;
Why not make her wife number two?”
So at the next chance I popped The Question,
She said “Yes” – then announced a conception.
So with our first baby coming on the way
We had a friends-and-family wedding day.
Now ten years later we are still...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Oct 2012 9:50pm
28th Oct 2012 9:50pm
ODES TO CASANOVA
(The original Giacomo Casanova, whose surname became synonymous with ardent womanising.)
I.
His amorous propensities never went to waste,
With a pace that was little short of indecent haste,
The lips of every fancied woman he would taste
Before working his way down to that place below the waist.
Be she spoken for, single, sex experienced or chaste,
Ranging in social class from peasant stock to noble caste,
He could get her sticking to his manly chest like paste.
II.
His life never wanted for a woman’s touch;
For womanising, he...
I.
His amorous propensities never went to waste,
With a pace that was little short of indecent haste,
The lips of every fancied woman he would taste
Before working his way down to that place below the waist.
Be she spoken for, single, sex experienced or chaste,
Ranging in social class from peasant stock to noble caste,
He could get her sticking to his manly chest like paste.
II.
His life never wanted for a woman’s touch;
For womanising, he...
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2012 10:18pm
27th Oct 2012 10:18pm
I THINK OF YOU EVERY NIGHT - FROM SAILOR TO WIFE
I think about you every night,
In your nightgown of virginal white.
It keeps me from getting, with drink, tight
And falling prey to women of flight,
Hailing from the district called ‘Red Light’,
Who offer themselves for men’s delight.
Know I am keeping conjugally right
Until we’re back in each other’s sight.
In your nightgown of virginal white.
It keeps me from getting, with drink, tight
And falling prey to women of flight,
Hailing from the district called ‘Red Light’,
Who offer themselves for men’s delight.
Know I am keeping conjugally right
Until we’re back in each other’s sight.
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ANGER POEM
Published
27th Oct 2012 10:11pm
27th Oct 2012 10:11pm
HELL HATH NO FURY
Cads everywhere, you have been warned!
“Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned!”
The film entitled Fatal Attraction
Shows how that fury could spring into action.
Men who have cheated or used women wrong
Will find their life a far from pretty song.
They get violently stalked, have things vandalised
Or had their ‘secrets’ leaked to a world scandalised
And become the object of public tauntings.
A few experienced black magic hauntings,
Some have been poisoned or had bits cut off
When Scorned Woman says “Enough is enough!”
Women were made to be...
“Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned!”
The film entitled Fatal Attraction
Shows how that fury could spring into action.
Men who have cheated or used women wrong
Will find their life a far from pretty song.
They get violently stalked, have things vandalised
Or had their ‘secrets’ leaked to a world scandalised
And become the object of public tauntings.
A few experienced black magic hauntings,
Some have been poisoned or had bits cut off
When Scorned Woman says “Enough is enough!”
Women were made to be...
871 reads
3 Comments
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