Submissions by poetrician
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write to sort realities and for sapiosexual purposes.
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Apr 2018 1:58am
4th Apr 2018 1:58am
frigid and wet
today
i stood in the rain
the cold evening syrup
pelting its frigid message upon my skin
the gold and amber light from your window
hiding eyes that watch me stand still
and take on water
like a vessel drowning in your freezing glow
standing at attention
for your attention
till it is time to tuck your hips
in a warm cozy blanket
leaving me with my tepid dreams
you subtle vixen
you hippy hipster
nestling into nocturnal bliss
as i shiver and wonder
what warmth would be like
i stood in the rain
the cold evening syrup
pelting its frigid message upon my skin
the gold and amber light from your window
hiding eyes that watch me stand still
and take on water
like a vessel drowning in your freezing glow
standing at attention
for your attention
till it is time to tuck your hips
in a warm cozy blanket
leaving me with my tepid dreams
you subtle vixen
you hippy hipster
nestling into nocturnal bliss
as i shiver and wonder
what warmth would be like
#erotic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2018 4:33am
3rd Apr 2018 4:33am
i see said the bunny
on a cold sunday
bound naked in a basement filled with ache
just as the moon began its wink
its rays peering through the tiniest window
a shadow of two ears
cast their giant v-shaped wake across my flesh
i wiggle as if to break free and clear of its cast
yet it washes my taught helplessness
in a flickering convulsion
indifferent
as its owner seeks vegetative nightcaps
i, the animal
it, a wandering freedom
unconscious to the muffled moans
and pleas to be as free
roams happy and unknowing
it is not a hollow...
bound naked in a basement filled with ache
just as the moon began its wink
its rays peering through the tiniest window
a shadow of two ears
cast their giant v-shaped wake across my flesh
i wiggle as if to break free and clear of its cast
yet it washes my taught helplessness
in a flickering convulsion
indifferent
as its owner seeks vegetative nightcaps
i, the animal
it, a wandering freedom
unconscious to the muffled moans
and pleas to be as free
roams happy and unknowing
it is not a hollow...
#erotic
#funny
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Apr 2018 9:16pm
1st Apr 2018 9:16pm
for the thrill of no one but you
please
allow me to fixate without end
or reciprocatory obligation
let me be selfless
keep me locked in dark places
scribing to dim light
the echoes of your ‘No’s reaching harmonic cacophony
with the cruelty of ‘Carry on’s
stemming from your sentence
your assessment
of who deserves the mirage of pleasure
and whose destiny is only suffering
wave your magic beauty
and put me under macabre’s spell
where nothingness
and desire are my sustenance
hope a faint ripple
for strained ears to feebly prey
within...
allow me to fixate without end
or reciprocatory obligation
let me be selfless
keep me locked in dark places
scribing to dim light
the echoes of your ‘No’s reaching harmonic cacophony
with the cruelty of ‘Carry on’s
stemming from your sentence
your assessment
of who deserves the mirage of pleasure
and whose destiny is only suffering
wave your magic beauty
and put me under macabre’s spell
where nothingness
and desire are my sustenance
hope a faint ripple
for strained ears to feebly prey
within...
#lust
#erotic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Apr 2018 9:11pm
1st Apr 2018 9:11pm
sharp as a no
please
please tell me what is allowed
and what is not
please make clear the doors that have closed
the boundaries of my confines
the shell you have granted me to stay
the life of no more
of singularity
and one purpose
to please you
with the never ending
where no’s lounge with their heels up
upon necks and thighs
and swollen parts
that ache from stolen tomorrows
and insistence
to climb peaks and remain there
trembling from their cold winds
waving need’s net
to catch flying words
to patch...
please tell me what is allowed
and what is not
please make clear the doors that have closed
the boundaries of my confines
the shell you have granted me to stay
the life of no more
of singularity
and one purpose
to please you
with the never ending
where no’s lounge with their heels up
upon necks and thighs
and swollen parts
that ache from stolen tomorrows
and insistence
to climb peaks and remain there
trembling from their cold winds
waving need’s net
to catch flying words
to patch...
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM
502 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Mar 2018 12:53pm
28th Mar 2018 12:53pm
oh you Alphas
with Your Michaelangelo thighs
and posture like arrows
smiles like bulldozers plowing trails
through drooling eyes that just want to stare
You turn adoration into slavery
lust into fuel
Your beauty like a magic wand
Your will like darting foils
stabbing the air out of all egos before them
You part seas of mindless drones
into nice neat paths for You to stroll through
flexing Your power even in a yawn
Your perfection and grace
inducing quivers by mere proximity
what can we fetch that would...
and posture like arrows
smiles like bulldozers plowing trails
through drooling eyes that just want to stare
You turn adoration into slavery
lust into fuel
Your beauty like a magic wand
Your will like darting foils
stabbing the air out of all egos before them
You part seas of mindless drones
into nice neat paths for You to stroll through
flexing Your power even in a yawn
Your perfection and grace
inducing quivers by mere proximity
what can we fetch that would...
#lust
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Mar 2018 2:09pm
25th Mar 2018 2:09pm
must i take a knee
must i take a knee
and apologize
for the things i do with you in my mind
the fission that rips through my neurosoup
and renders my appearance pathetic
i am but a toothless snail
crawling across your floor
with meek eyes
that peek and remember
and fondle hologhosts in dark recesses
yet gentle in red faced shame
harmless and helpless
despicable or honoring?
is it not intent's job to define fixation's offense?
if you so desire
i'll spill the schematics on your table to inspect
not a hazard among its parts...
and apologize
for the things i do with you in my mind
the fission that rips through my neurosoup
and renders my appearance pathetic
i am but a toothless snail
crawling across your floor
with meek eyes
that peek and remember
and fondle hologhosts in dark recesses
yet gentle in red faced shame
harmless and helpless
despicable or honoring?
is it not intent's job to define fixation's offense?
if you so desire
i'll spill the schematics on your table to inspect
not a hazard among its parts...
#lust
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Mar 2018 2:00pm
24th Mar 2018 2:00pm
make me your terapod
to act on impulse
like an animal
tetrapods lunging to consume our desires
and your leash
tugging us just right
so that our olfactory flares it teeth
and you chuckle
for the evidence that lure is as potent as a needle in the arm
emboldens all faith in your power
stripped of a functional cortex
bare to your mind's darts
helpless to a need you keep on simmer
it is both exhausting and relentlessly free
as adrenaline fills my veins
and all else in thought and deed
crumbles into dust
for your heels to walk upon ...
like an animal
tetrapods lunging to consume our desires
and your leash
tugging us just right
so that our olfactory flares it teeth
and you chuckle
for the evidence that lure is as potent as a needle in the arm
emboldens all faith in your power
stripped of a functional cortex
bare to your mind's darts
helpless to a need you keep on simmer
it is both exhausting and relentlessly free
as adrenaline fills my veins
and all else in thought and deed
crumbles into dust
for your heels to walk upon ...
#lust
#power
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2018 11:30am
21st Mar 2018 11:30am
the conductor
i seek rhythms that drive a walk
an unquenchable search for
bones in slow motion
absent of stutter
the unquantized, fluid, and free
and I, so full of myself
that with a few blinks
i capture samples
to render arrogant assessments and claim them truth
today though, I saw pure movement
slow as syrup and quick as flies
from gesturing hands
of conducting so consumed with composition's intent
he embodied its body and phrases...
...
an unquenchable search for
bones in slow motion
absent of stutter
the unquantized, fluid, and free
and I, so full of myself
that with a few blinks
i capture samples
to render arrogant assessments and claim them truth
today though, I saw pure movement
slow as syrup and quick as flies
from gesturing hands
of conducting so consumed with composition's intent
he embodied its body and phrases...
...
#music
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ANGER POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 1:23pm
18th Mar 2018 1:23pm
wild cards
caustic
the ruminations
possibly true
possible delusion
the inventions
oh so creative
they seem apparent
it is the marrow of truth within them
that eats away my bone
arent words such a lovely salve
neatly arranging ideas as if they were true
the pen of illusion
to erect statues of thought
made of fragile cards
whose strength lies in the absence of a breeze
to choose
the reds as true
and clubs as false
and blacks as fundamental
the jokers hide their sneaky...
the ruminations
possibly true
possible delusion
the inventions
oh so creative
they seem apparent
it is the marrow of truth within them
that eats away my bone
arent words such a lovely salve
neatly arranging ideas as if they were true
the pen of illusion
to erect statues of thought
made of fragile cards
whose strength lies in the absence of a breeze
to choose
the reds as true
and clubs as false
and blacks as fundamental
the jokers hide their sneaky...
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration
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EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2018 4:32pm
13th Mar 2018 4:32pm
thin, thin lines...
there is a line
where desperation peers into
the clear abyss before it
where the lost self
whirling from erotic storms gone rogue
implore the weakest shred of being to hump
and cling no more to dignity
or save face being anything but a quivering mess
and though that dive into helplessness
will be dependent upon mercy forevermore
one still chooses their own demise
in hope that the palm of cruelty so eagerly courted
will still fondle its arousal
and tend to its...
where desperation peers into
the clear abyss before it
where the lost self
whirling from erotic storms gone rogue
implore the weakest shred of being to hump
and cling no more to dignity
or save face being anything but a quivering mess
and though that dive into helplessness
will be dependent upon mercy forevermore
one still chooses their own demise
in hope that the palm of cruelty so eagerly courted
will still fondle its arousal
and tend to its...
#lust
#erotic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Mar 2018 2:37pm
10th Mar 2018 2:37pm
what does beauty want?
what is beauty?
the way your dendrites sing soft cruel thoughts
how they read tea leaves of desire
and weave words that tinker with helpless minds
what is beauty?
how you hold time in your hands
to sprinkle on foreheads
and tickle arousal into a moaning beast
how your lips hurl the sting in your words
then rest in a deceiving prim stance
how you walk the aisles of minds
sitting diligently in desks awaiting your next drip of cunning wisdom
i wonder what the breeze feels like across your face
as you saunter past...
the way your dendrites sing soft cruel thoughts
how they read tea leaves of desire
and weave words that tinker with helpless minds
what is beauty?
how you hold time in your hands
to sprinkle on foreheads
and tickle arousal into a moaning beast
how your lips hurl the sting in your words
then rest in a deceiving prim stance
how you walk the aisles of minds
sitting diligently in desks awaiting your next drip of cunning wisdom
i wonder what the breeze feels like across your face
as you saunter past...
#lust
582 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Mar 2018 5:23pm
9th Mar 2018 5:23pm
peppermill diner
i didn’t want the check to come
imbibing the machinations of service
the Female managers
Slender with wisdom
Sexy with focus
Their underlings with confused bewildered looks and high heels;
Their newness apparent
Others wearing overwhelmed glazed stares
seemingly oblivious to gawking pupils feeling them up
6:27 am
'would you like something from the bar?'
a princess like figure asked with her perfectly sculpted hair only in need of a tiara
and her limbs seemingly guided like a marionette
i blushed for...
imbibing the machinations of service
the Female managers
Slender with wisdom
Sexy with focus
Their underlings with confused bewildered looks and high heels;
Their newness apparent
Others wearing overwhelmed glazed stares
seemingly oblivious to gawking pupils feeling them up
6:27 am
'would you like something from the bar?'
a princess like figure asked with her perfectly sculpted hair only in need of a tiara
and her limbs seemingly guided like a marionette
i blushed for...
#erotic
#food
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