Submissions by beaker_of_time (Howard Reid)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Apr 2011 3:57am
19th Apr 2011 3:57am
Breasts
I don't know when it started
but I know it'll never end
my admiration grows stronger
and I'll tell you this my friend
I've marvelled at the complexity
and even their very shape
Their smooth and supple feeling
makes me salivate.
The size and shape don't matter
I know I love them all
to have one flashed in passing
might make one hit a wall.
When I'm in their presents
my attension will gravitate
always in their direction
as if drawn to the bate.
I find them all adorable
from beach to fancy ball
I am a...
but I know it'll never end
my admiration grows stronger
and I'll tell you this my friend
I've marvelled at the complexity
and even their very shape
Their smooth and supple feeling
makes me salivate.
The size and shape don't matter
I know I love them all
to have one flashed in passing
might make one hit a wall.
When I'm in their presents
my attension will gravitate
always in their direction
as if drawn to the bate.
I find them all adorable
from beach to fancy ball
I am a...
3022 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2011 6:50pm
3rd Apr 2011 6:50pm
Hey Diddle Diddle
Hey diddle diddle
It fit like a fiddle
My girl came up with the clap
I said hey my dear
It realy seems queer
But where the fuck you been at.
It fit like a fiddle
My girl came up with the clap
I said hey my dear
It realy seems queer
But where the fuck you been at.
858 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2011 6:31am
2nd Apr 2011 6:31am
There once was a man named Tripper [Limerick]
There once was a man named Tripper
While streaking he slipped on a dipper
He fell in the dirt
Without pants or shirt
And skinned up his "No not his zipper."
While streaking he slipped on a dipper
He fell in the dirt
Without pants or shirt
And skinned up his "No not his zipper."
922 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2011 6:18am
2nd Apr 2011 6:18am
Once Upon a Midnight Dreary
Once upon a midnight dreary
Came a traveler all weak and weary
Blood shot eyes so bleak and blurry
I knew in a moment that he must be on drugs.
He walked on through the cafe door
And placed his bag upon the floor
He said he'd come from the eastern shore
I looked at him and said "fine".
He looked at me and said quite bold
You don't believe what you've been told
I show you now what treasures I hold
And maybe then you'll believe me.
This bearded man who sat within
the one with hair upon his chin
with glassy eyes...
Came a traveler all weak and weary
Blood shot eyes so bleak and blurry
I knew in a moment that he must be on drugs.
He walked on through the cafe door
And placed his bag upon the floor
He said he'd come from the eastern shore
I looked at him and said "fine".
He looked at me and said quite bold
You don't believe what you've been told
I show you now what treasures I hold
And maybe then you'll believe me.
This bearded man who sat within
the one with hair upon his chin
with glassy eyes...
1040 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 11:51pm
21st Mar 2011 11:51pm
Stuff
I sit here writing poetry
trying to make it rhyme.
I send it to a loving soul
just to kill some time.
I like to write erotic stuff.
It is the way I think.
To write of tits and ass and such.
But it is hardon my dink.
trying to make it rhyme.
I send it to a loving soul
just to kill some time.
I like to write erotic stuff.
It is the way I think.
To write of tits and ass and such.
But it is hardon my dink.
1513 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 11:41pm
21st Mar 2011 11:41pm
His Dark Thoughts
He gripped his member firmly
and pulled so hard it hurt.
He knew he couldn't have her
So he stuck it in the dirt.
His thoughts were only of himself
and not how she could feel.
The selfish bastard was whining
as she tried to make it real.
"It's not about the sex" he said
"It's your friendship I hold dear."
And all the time he's thinking
maybe I'll stick it in her rear.
and pulled so hard it hurt.
He knew he couldn't have her
So he stuck it in the dirt.
His thoughts were only of himself
and not how she could feel.
The selfish bastard was whining
as she tried to make it real.
"It's not about the sex" he said
"It's your friendship I hold dear."
And all the time he's thinking
maybe I'll stick it in her rear.
816 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Mar 2011 00:46am
11th Mar 2011 00:46am
Good Night love
Now I lay you
down to sleep
and put my cock
in really deep
If I should die
Before I wake
I say truly
My day you make.
down to sleep
and put my cock
in really deep
If I should die
Before I wake
I say truly
My day you make.
1259 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Mar 2011 00:11am
11th Mar 2011 00:11am
Later
I didn't want to get up this morn
I wanted to stay in bed
to press my body next to yours
but "No" was all you said
I rose to the occation
rock hard and good to go.
Work was furthest from my mind
a kiss you did bestow.
Morning sex is dandy
when you can take the time.
We all know the rush is on
when the clock begins to chime.
The daily grind continues
as we rush to meet the day.
"No time for love this morning",
was all you had to say.
My hopes have all but vanished.
My member settles...
I wanted to stay in bed
to press my body next to yours
but "No" was all you said
I rose to the occation
rock hard and good to go.
Work was furthest from my mind
a kiss you did bestow.
Morning sex is dandy
when you can take the time.
We all know the rush is on
when the clock begins to chime.
The daily grind continues
as we rush to meet the day.
"No time for love this morning",
was all you had to say.
My hopes have all but vanished.
My member settles...
1111 reads
5 Comments
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