Submissions by psychomachia (Jeff Hazelwood)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Brugmansia
My angel's trumpet loves the moon
and every night I'm by her side.
Tongue a tingle and pupils wide,
her lovely petals make me swoon -
for in the dark, her soul can't hide.
and every night I'm by her side.
Tongue a tingle and pupils wide,
her lovely petals make me swoon -
for in the dark, her soul can't hide.
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Covenanted
Moot I was in the face of hell.
Bloody screams of wordless complaint,
bound helpless to the Circumstraint -
just eight days old, he taught me well.
Of man and God, he did acquaint.
Bloody screams of wordless complaint,
bound helpless to the Circumstraint -
just eight days old, he taught me well.
Of man and God, he did acquaint.
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Just desserts
Lace panties slide down off her thighs,
that spread to show what I'm after.
Her grin predicts once I've quaffed her,
the growl and bite that'll make her sighs
transform into squeals of laughter.
that spread to show what I'm after.
Her grin predicts once I've quaffed her,
the growl and bite that'll make her sighs
transform into squeals of laughter.
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Picture on an iPhone
still undeleted, quietly waiting,
as yet unwary of fate’s travail,
mute witness, lips unabating,
whispers more breathlessly than my tale -
what are those palms that cast the shade?
and lilies, the ground enshrouding?
two lovers pose beside the sea,
still aglow from a moment just made,
with flashing eyes and lips yet pouting,
speak to the lens of kissing’s ecstasy.
my lovers’ voices were always sweet,
but in them, have I missed a tone?
the thumping rush of a heart complete,
that never again will beat alone -
with uniform and storied...
as yet unwary of fate’s travail,
mute witness, lips unabating,
whispers more breathlessly than my tale -
what are those palms that cast the shade?
and lilies, the ground enshrouding?
two lovers pose beside the sea,
still aglow from a moment just made,
with flashing eyes and lips yet pouting,
speak to the lens of kissing’s ecstasy.
my lovers’ voices were always sweet,
but in them, have I missed a tone?
the thumping rush of a heart complete,
that never again will beat alone -
with uniform and storied...
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Don't say yes
Say yes - I shall give you a tease,
Circle and press, your lips so wet,
Whisper, gaze and torture you, pet,
I’ll plunge when I hear you say please,
Beg for it girl, see what you get...
Circle and press, your lips so wet,
Whisper, gaze and torture you, pet,
I’ll plunge when I hear you say please,
Beg for it girl, see what you get...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by psychomachia (Jeff Hazelwood)