Submissions by SweetOblivion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love quirky imagery painted in sleek words. Subtle, witty, descriptive verses are my favourite. Poetic discipline and control have parts to play; as do regular visits to the gorgeous ink shop .
Guilt and Remorse
1193 reads
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Practical Thought
1089 reads
1 Comment
Wrong and Caught
891 reads
1 Comment
Beautiful Fall
How beautiful the stubble is, depends
Upon the way a wench catches the sun,
When she is pushed right over; she upends
Herself, when she knows that I have begun
To want to spank her hard in this bare field,
Both buttocks need to feel my palm right now;
And she can sigh, knowing her fate is sealed;
And grit her teeth; for I will have no row
To disturb me, as I ensure she earns
Each mark that she's deserved all summer long;
So, when I spank her flesh, all feeling turns
To discipline and righting all the wrong
That she knows every movement made will...
Upon the way a wench catches the sun,
When she is pushed right over; she upends
Herself, when she knows that I have begun
To want to spank her hard in this bare field,
Both buttocks need to feel my palm right now;
And she can sigh, knowing her fate is sealed;
And grit her teeth; for I will have no row
To disturb me, as I ensure she earns
Each mark that she's deserved all summer long;
So, when I spank her flesh, all feeling turns
To discipline and righting all the wrong
That she knows every movement made will...
682 reads
1 Comment
Feasts
965 reads
2 Comments
Drinking Silence
887 reads
1 Comment
Some Sleepless Buds
Some sleepless buds
Some sleepless buds I would review by night
And, if this is perverse, then, so be it;
Some flowers do not need all the sunlight
That day may throw at them - so, I will sit
And wait for dusk - then, at the midnight hour,
I’ll slide past other beds; a closed up rose,
A plant I do not have within my power,
Can sleep; and, soon enough, she almost knows
Exactly when, it will submit and spread;
Presented for my usage and, I trust,
I’ll feel the trembling springs upon that bed,
As I enjoy the moment; then I thrust
In deep:...
Some sleepless buds I would review by night
And, if this is perverse, then, so be it;
Some flowers do not need all the sunlight
That day may throw at them - so, I will sit
And wait for dusk - then, at the midnight hour,
I’ll slide past other beds; a closed up rose,
A plant I do not have within my power,
Can sleep; and, soon enough, she almost knows
Exactly when, it will submit and spread;
Presented for my usage and, I trust,
I’ll feel the trembling springs upon that bed,
As I enjoy the moment; then I thrust
In deep:...
798 reads
1 Comment
Take those lips away
1334 reads
4 Comments
Service
The way to go is service, if you feel
The pleasure of each phrase that I intend
To make your heart beat faster; or to steal
Your breath away: so that your thoughts can blend
With mine, as, on a given day or night,
You seek out treasures that will make you sigh;
And clasp your hands, as if you were to plight
A troth; and wonder to yourself just why
The words leave such impressions in your head,
When they are simply sounds clearly expressed,
If you recite them though the night in bed
And learn how fine-tuned stanzas love to nest
In places, where...
The pleasure of each phrase that I intend
To make your heart beat faster; or to steal
Your breath away: so that your thoughts can blend
With mine, as, on a given day or night,
You seek out treasures that will make you sigh;
And clasp your hands, as if you were to plight
A troth; and wonder to yourself just why
The words leave such impressions in your head,
When they are simply sounds clearly expressed,
If you recite them though the night in bed
And learn how fine-tuned stanzas love to nest
In places, where...
761 reads
3 Comments
Hook,Line and Sinker
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
I wonder if such thoughts are amplified
When she is kneeling ready and, instead
of waiting pensive, she were just to slide
Her thoughts back to a time when she was pleased
To find her place and serve him as she could,
Knowing that the pleasure surely eased
From him affection, as she knew it would;
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
But, is there time for torrid punishment?
And will such ideas leave her cheeks so red:
So flush that passers-by might pass comment
On how a...
I wonder if such thoughts are amplified
When she is kneeling ready and, instead
of waiting pensive, she were just to slide
Her thoughts back to a time when she was pleased
To find her place and serve him as she could,
Knowing that the pleasure surely eased
From him affection, as she knew it would;
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
But, is there time for torrid punishment?
And will such ideas leave her cheeks so red:
So flush that passers-by might pass comment
On how a...
748 reads
2 Comments
Heart Break
The cascade of their kisses cannot quench
Furious flames that fire up her heart;
She must be held forever in a clench
And wants that clench to last; when will it start
To slow her pulse - the beating's rather hard;
In fact there's thumping through her chest; who'd bear
Blood rushing in her veins; but love's not marred
When it is this intense - though it might scare
A lesser spirit than this girl, who comes
To seek out waterfalls, where I have spied
Her being kissed beneath a summer sun's
Gentle embrace; such bliss is rarified: ...
Furious flames that fire up her heart;
She must be held forever in a clench
And wants that clench to last; when will it start
To slow her pulse - the beating's rather hard;
In fact there's thumping through her chest; who'd bear
Blood rushing in her veins; but love's not marred
When it is this intense - though it might scare
A lesser spirit than this girl, who comes
To seek out waterfalls, where I have spied
Her being kissed beneath a summer sun's
Gentle embrace; such bliss is rarified: ...
635 reads
2 Comments
Pink in every petal
885 reads
0 Comments
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