Submissions by marthard
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2014 11:53am
9th Nov 2014 11:53am
Sweet Life
Ambition mitigated
Manhood attenuated
Long dead wife
And yet life
Still so sweet
Manhood attenuated
Long dead wife
And yet life
Still so sweet
670 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Nov 2014 8:14pm
8th Nov 2014 8:14pm
Hidden Beauty
She was dumpy
With a complexion
Of melted candle tallow.
Polio limp and sad eyes.
You took what you could get
In those days.
My door had hardly shut
When she discarded upper garments.
Astonishment.
The most perfect breasts
I had ever seen and, if memory’s true
The most beautiful I was ever to see
In photo., flesh or painting.
An exquisite deviation from hyperbolas
No mathematician could define.
The texture on a delicious cusp
Between soft and firm.
Nipples in complete harmony
With the whole.
She...
With a complexion
Of melted candle tallow.
Polio limp and sad eyes.
You took what you could get
In those days.
My door had hardly shut
When she discarded upper garments.
Astonishment.
The most perfect breasts
I had ever seen and, if memory’s true
The most beautiful I was ever to see
In photo., flesh or painting.
An exquisite deviation from hyperbolas
No mathematician could define.
The texture on a delicious cusp
Between soft and firm.
Nipples in complete harmony
With the whole.
She...
860 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Nov 2014 8:11pm
8th Nov 2014 8:11pm
K9 0
My bitch’s anus is heart shaped.
No human tattoo is so honest
The devotion and the contempt
Of a true love match.
No human tattoo is so honest
The devotion and the contempt
Of a true love match.
691 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jul 2014 7:01am
5th Jul 2014 7:01am
Thought and feeling
I was you in my beginning.
Adventure, risk, rebellion
Filled me with belief
Now gone.
Was I crushed
Or prostrated myself
Legs in the air?
Pungent liquids
Washed away
Explanation.
Now you’ve come,
Each moment
Is treasured for itself.
Your Heraclitus
Drowns my Parmenides.
I theorise, analyse,
You express.
I think by routine
You feel in the moment.
Do I guide and support
Or parasite on your vivacity?
Are you what I might have been?
Might still be?
Adventure, risk, rebellion
Filled me with belief
Now gone.
Was I crushed
Or prostrated myself
Legs in the air?
Pungent liquids
Washed away
Explanation.
Now you’ve come,
Each moment
Is treasured for itself.
Your Heraclitus
Drowns my Parmenides.
I theorise, analyse,
You express.
I think by routine
You feel in the moment.
Do I guide and support
Or parasite on your vivacity?
Are you what I might have been?
Might still be?
654 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2014 6:29pm
4th Jul 2014 6:29pm
Aging sonnet
Why to me is your favour presented
To aging flesh and a wilting ardour
With further shrivelling anticipated
When your vitality has all to gather?
My wants are not of boyish inception
Though the pumping heart and the longing thought
Differ little from those of younger passion.
Yet fulfilment from another source is sought.
Not the thrill of bodily integration,
But words of fun and surprise and candour,
Of beauty and intimate revelation
Which give you that incomparable allure.
There is a separation I foresee
You are a much...
To aging flesh and a wilting ardour
With further shrivelling anticipated
When your vitality has all to gather?
My wants are not of boyish inception
Though the pumping heart and the longing thought
Differ little from those of younger passion.
Yet fulfilment from another source is sought.
Not the thrill of bodily integration,
But words of fun and surprise and candour,
Of beauty and intimate revelation
Which give you that incomparable allure.
There is a separation I foresee
You are a much...
633 reads
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jul 2014 6:25pm
4th Jul 2014 6:25pm
Dark Youth
I welcomed the dark of winter nights,
Liberation from childhood fears,
Adults cocooned indoors.
Censure stalled
In the haven
Of unlit streets.
Complexions changed
From summer’s pasty putty
To the lucence of marble.
Eyes deepened in sockets and meaning.
Blackness was the refuge
For first embraces
And tentative kisses.
In age, light is life
Darkness but danger
And premonition.
The promise of thrilling nights
Is beyond recovery.
Liberation from childhood fears,
Adults cocooned indoors.
Censure stalled
In the haven
Of unlit streets.
Complexions changed
From summer’s pasty putty
To the lucence of marble.
Eyes deepened in sockets and meaning.
Blackness was the refuge
For first embraces
And tentative kisses.
In age, light is life
Darkness but danger
And premonition.
The promise of thrilling nights
Is beyond recovery.
645 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 8:12pm
2nd Dec 2013 8:12pm
Fun piece 4. Work??
Open the big doors for fork lift trucks
Bringing massive tins of tomato pulp
To top up steaming vats of ketchup.
Then close the doors to keep the flies out.
But the flies flew in with the trucks
To give more zest to the ketchup.
My protest was seen as trouble-making
So they followed the normal procedures
And promoted me to vegetable soup.
Open empty cans on a moving belt,
Before being filled with soup, I had to
Place five peas in every passing tin.
They knew I was about to enter university
So gave me a mathematical...
Bringing massive tins of tomato pulp
To top up steaming vats of ketchup.
Then close the doors to keep the flies out.
But the flies flew in with the trucks
To give more zest to the ketchup.
My protest was seen as trouble-making
So they followed the normal procedures
And promoted me to vegetable soup.
Open empty cans on a moving belt,
Before being filled with soup, I had to
Place five peas in every passing tin.
They knew I was about to enter university
So gave me a mathematical...
759 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 7:51pm
2nd Dec 2013 7:51pm
Emerald on Dover cliff top.
Rock pools of winkles and anenomes,
Seaweed- dirty brown to feathery green.
Small places for a tiny person
Complete.
Then sand as on Dover beach
Between threatening sea and pure sheer cliff.
I scrambled to the top
To conquer a landscape beyond.
And so to opportunity unlimited
Beyond the dangerous waves.
A continent and greater world
Called seductively to me.
Ancient Britons would have known
The new view that was presented
Lay upon a slippery curvature
And not a deceptively flat earth. ...
Seaweed- dirty brown to feathery green.
Small places for a tiny person
Complete.
Then sand as on Dover beach
Between threatening sea and pure sheer cliff.
I scrambled to the top
To conquer a landscape beyond.
And so to opportunity unlimited
Beyond the dangerous waves.
A continent and greater world
Called seductively to me.
Ancient Britons would have known
The new view that was presented
Lay upon a slippery curvature
And not a deceptively flat earth. ...
817 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Nov 2013 5:03pm
19th Nov 2013 5:03pm
Fun piece 3. a,b,c,........ x,y,z.
A baleful coincidence did emerge
From gruesome hallucinations.
I joked knowingly, lugubriously,
Mindful, nonetheless
Of pertinent quotations.
Rhymes suspiciously tainted,
Uncensored, vicariously,
Would, xenophobically,
Yield zeugmas
From gruesome hallucinations.
I joked knowingly, lugubriously,
Mindful, nonetheless
Of pertinent quotations.
Rhymes suspiciously tainted,
Uncensored, vicariously,
Would, xenophobically,
Yield zeugmas
700 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2013 9:48pm
12th Nov 2013 9:48pm
Fun piece 2. Nonsense Verse
The crocodile and giraffe, they'd remark
Met on a hill with the flood all around.
While the croc did sun, thinking what a lark
The giraffe stretched for leaves to be found
On those few trees above the water mark
Amusing the croc for whom fish did abound.
The lady crocodile and gentlemen giraffe
Enjoyed the company fate had bestowed.
At each other's eating habits both could laugh.
Humour put them on the romantic road.
You think croc and giraffe mating is naff?
Wrong. Their mutual passion did explode.
On what...
Met on a hill with the flood all around.
While the croc did sun, thinking what a lark
The giraffe stretched for leaves to be found
On those few trees above the water mark
Amusing the croc for whom fish did abound.
The lady crocodile and gentlemen giraffe
Enjoyed the company fate had bestowed.
At each other's eating habits both could laugh.
Humour put them on the romantic road.
You think croc and giraffe mating is naff?
Wrong. Their mutual passion did explode.
On what...
776 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Nov 2013 3:05pm
11th Nov 2013 3:05pm
Fun piece 1. Polygamous Sestina
Pedro rejoiced in his heterogenous taste.
Five women in a week with two days for philosophy.
If each offered a different way to be raunchy
They could revitalise his faltering lust.
With time in the clouds, what a sublime variety
Never to be found in the prison of monogamous love.
Phoebe was his Venus- a virginal aesthetic love.
Her body's beauty showed him to be a man of taste.
But she craved admiration without variety.
Eroticism strangled by her Calvinist philosophy
With resignation, she tolerated contemptible male lust. ...
Five women in a week with two days for philosophy.
If each offered a different way to be raunchy
They could revitalise his faltering lust.
With time in the clouds, what a sublime variety
Never to be found in the prison of monogamous love.
Phoebe was his Venus- a virginal aesthetic love.
Her body's beauty showed him to be a man of taste.
But she craved admiration without variety.
Eroticism strangled by her Calvinist philosophy
With resignation, she tolerated contemptible male lust. ...
872 reads
4 Comments
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