Submissions by hawkdude
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a dude
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jul 2014 1:34pm
11th Jul 2014 1:34pm
Chelle
All I thought about, while dreaming
Was her taste, teasing
Two steaming, pleasing beings
Dreaming.......
Was her taste, teasing
Two steaming, pleasing beings
Dreaming.......
1004 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th May 2014 5:03pm
10th May 2014 5:03pm
Ouch
Stepped on a mesquite thorn
Went through the top of my foot
Reminds me of you
Went through the top of my foot
Reminds me of you
761 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Apr 2014 4:27pm
15th Apr 2014 4:27pm
Turning back into a machine
914 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Apr 2014 7:53pm
9th Apr 2014 7:53pm
Good Bad Dream
From the balcony I wait
Looking down onto the garden
I see that they wait too
Biding time until she arrives.
Like the soft wind, she enters
As if born of the land herself
And strolls through addressing each
Pollinating with her presence.
All life in the garden follows
As do my eyes
Only my chains keep me bound
From leaping down into her arms.
The chains taut and bloody shackles
I've strained before, defeated hang
Deformed and ugly
Distraught and unworthy.
Beauty flowed out of sight
The flowers humbled...
Looking down onto the garden
I see that they wait too
Biding time until she arrives.
Like the soft wind, she enters
As if born of the land herself
And strolls through addressing each
Pollinating with her presence.
All life in the garden follows
As do my eyes
Only my chains keep me bound
From leaping down into her arms.
The chains taut and bloody shackles
I've strained before, defeated hang
Deformed and ugly
Distraught and unworthy.
Beauty flowed out of sight
The flowers humbled...
653 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2013 3:27pm
23rd Sep 2013 3:27pm
Kukri
Long smooth strokes
The masters move
Guiding and honing
She submits to his stone
Every inch his desire
And labored pains secure
She surrenders to his toil
To perfect his legacy
Flawless and complete
She is kukri
And must draw blood
Before she is sheathed.
The masters move
Guiding and honing
She submits to his stone
Every inch his desire
And labored pains secure
She surrenders to his toil
To perfect his legacy
Flawless and complete
She is kukri
And must draw blood
Before she is sheathed.
898 reads
8 Comments
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