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Poet Introduction
classic rhyming stuff been called a realism poet. No axes to grind, chips on shoulders un-found, just like the fun of writing stuff down, safe in the sanctuary here Deep Underground.
The sirens song
For I was floating like flotsam waste
just tossed away just tossed away
got no place got no place
not making waves just been betrayed
the knot we tied the isle we strode
all we had that turned so gross
all we had now hidden reefs
just stormy passage ports to seek
flounder now in the sea of sharks
no true love the lighthouse safe
no landfall to escape the depths
just tossed away on past mistakes
when you called was music sweet
the Sirens call to the sharp rocks teeth ...
just tossed away just tossed away
got no place got no place
not making waves just been betrayed
the knot we tied the isle we strode
all we had that turned so gross
all we had now hidden reefs
just stormy passage ports to seek
flounder now in the sea of sharks
no true love the lighthouse safe
no landfall to escape the depths
just tossed away on past mistakes
when you called was music sweet
the Sirens call to the sharp rocks teeth ...
#lies
#betrayal
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Tomorrows all
Will you be my tomorrows
the day and night will meet
the song of dew my new mown grass
for my tomorrow is a comely lass
of flaxen hair and dainty feet
to dance with my tomorrow
like the breeze and clouds that move
kick up your heels
a pink cheek rhythm shirt tails
our own Scottish reel
to dream of our tomorrow
the slumbers golden rest
of churches filled with flowers
we at the altar blessed
be my tomorrows Hollywood
the leading man finds love unchained
share a sunset kiss
lasting till the...
the day and night will meet
the song of dew my new mown grass
for my tomorrow is a comely lass
of flaxen hair and dainty feet
to dance with my tomorrow
like the breeze and clouds that move
kick up your heels
a pink cheek rhythm shirt tails
our own Scottish reel
to dream of our tomorrow
the slumbers golden rest
of churches filled with flowers
we at the altar blessed
be my tomorrows Hollywood
the leading man finds love unchained
share a sunset kiss
lasting till the...
#love
#romantic
372 reads
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Cock Fight
#sex
#violence
#oppression #BDSM
#oppression #BDSM
580 reads
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Eye Candy
beauty lies where it is seen
in a portrait framed in the Tate
each to there own personal tastes
Botticelli had his nudes
reclining with some other dudes
not to be enjoyed by prudes
the bible speaks of carnal themes
quoting chapter and verse
the revelations cant be worse
Picasso had his own true style
the charm hidden in a cross eyed smile
angles disguised the models curvy thighs
the eye candy our idea of art
also to include all un-hidden tarts
disguised from their early counterparts ...
in a portrait framed in the Tate
each to there own personal tastes
Botticelli had his nudes
reclining with some other dudes
not to be enjoyed by prudes
the bible speaks of carnal themes
quoting chapter and verse
the revelations cant be worse
Picasso had his own true style
the charm hidden in a cross eyed smile
angles disguised the models curvy thighs
the eye candy our idea of art
also to include all un-hidden tarts
disguised from their early counterparts ...
#art
609 reads
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Time to Get one off
Page three girls and centerfolds
snatches captured from my youth unfolds
perfect form now ripped and torn
tabloid beauty just the excuse for self abuse
poster pussy to raise your pole
titillation bringing stiffness down below
blood and flesh growing inch by inch
she would have called it her Little Prince
exercise and feel that corpuscle throb
to see how far your cum can lob
your knob convulsed release uncontrolled
For all they had were paper lips
that could not suck your last few drips
your modest proportions she made feel long...
snatches captured from my youth unfolds
perfect form now ripped and torn
tabloid beauty just the excuse for self abuse
poster pussy to raise your pole
titillation bringing stiffness down below
blood and flesh growing inch by inch
she would have called it her Little Prince
exercise and feel that corpuscle throb
to see how far your cum can lob
your knob convulsed release uncontrolled
For all they had were paper lips
that could not suck your last few drips
your modest proportions she made feel long...
#erotic
#funny
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Alien Force
Plastic ! the biggest mistake mankind made
floating around and wont go away
will it bury us at the end of the day
the alien force we fear would descend
from flying saucers and little green men
no we have taken our eyes off the ball
and littered the planet for once and for all
and our green credentials are that Alien Force
floating around and wont go away
will it bury us at the end of the day
the alien force we fear would descend
from flying saucers and little green men
no we have taken our eyes off the ball
and littered the planet for once and for all
and our green credentials are that Alien Force
#consumerism
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edge
from the edge of darkness they looked out
they could not touch the things they loved
a silent scream like Edvard Munch
the void was just to far to Jump
a man child is that what we are
just water carriers from here to there
vessels walking full of dreams
deaths great chasm welcomes us
its brink crumbles beyond our toes to dust
the cosmos calls the black emptiness appalls
to sell your soul dark side reveled
the tarot card with skull detailed
Darth Vader presence in your dreams
a spectrum that remains unseen
a cuckoos nest...
they could not touch the things they loved
a silent scream like Edvard Munch
the void was just to far to Jump
a man child is that what we are
just water carriers from here to there
vessels walking full of dreams
deaths great chasm welcomes us
its brink crumbles beyond our toes to dust
the cosmos calls the black emptiness appalls
to sell your soul dark side reveled
the tarot card with skull detailed
Darth Vader presence in your dreams
a spectrum that remains unseen
a cuckoos nest...
#dreams
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Eight Amalgamate
#Ethereal #hush, the birds have all flown
the pretension measured and know whats to come
the world wakes #aquiver# and trembles and heaves
the earthquake dust masks all #petrichor# the morning dew leaves
the mountain shouts with a #sonorous# roar
the volcano spits an #ineffable# discharge out poured
a #serendipity# day lies broken and torn
brimstone and fire the wrath of the Gods
brimming majesty in the midst of chaos
in tangle and panic and fearing their last
humanity down, the #sonder# of their lives running out fast
as we lie on the...
the pretension measured and know whats to come
the world wakes #aquiver# and trembles and heaves
the earthquake dust masks all #petrichor# the morning dew leaves
the mountain shouts with a #sonorous# roar
the volcano spits an #ineffable# discharge out poured
a #serendipity# day lies broken and torn
brimstone and fire the wrath of the Gods
brimming majesty in the midst of chaos
in tangle and panic and fearing their last
humanity down, the #sonder# of their lives running out fast
as we lie on the...
#apocalypse
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springtime
Snow edged round the fields like lace
sheep shelter on the lea
meadows patterned frozen face
natures ice palace melting grace
dormant months when sun is scarce
long shadows shorten, long coats replaced
maypole dancers lead the way
the intertwine around natures ribbon-ed face
light footsteps floras sweet bouquet
cupids arrow free to fly today
the young buds that dance a verdant display
the seasons arch composes its own march
for winters thaw our springtime meat
your heart the lamb religion needs ...
sheep shelter on the lea
meadows patterned frozen face
natures ice palace melting grace
dormant months when sun is scarce
long shadows shorten, long coats replaced
maypole dancers lead the way
the intertwine around natures ribbon-ed face
light footsteps floras sweet bouquet
cupids arrow free to fly today
the young buds that dance a verdant display
the seasons arch composes its own march
for winters thaw our springtime meat
your heart the lamb religion needs ...
#spring
499 reads
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flowery pros
I read thIer works
and I recoil reviled
of wonderful sex
and romance facile
though critics may say
and there gums may bleed
pink Barbra Cartland roots
spreading the seed
and I recoil reviled
of wonderful sex
and romance facile
though critics may say
and there gums may bleed
pink Barbra Cartland roots
spreading the seed
#funny
448 reads
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The kiss of Judus
Affection overtaken by evils self need
treachery covered by smiled disbelief
thirty pieces of silver for planting the Kiss
Judas's metaphorical finger deceives
his soul sold to the devil, oh so cheap
and all the guilt was laid at his feet
to Kiss the chance of redemption goodby
brings an ironic tear to my eye
a Kiss to signal how deep we feel
a scenario couched in romantic appeal
its consequences sometimes hard to retract
for Jesus just like a stab in the back
treachery covered by smiled disbelief
thirty pieces of silver for planting the Kiss
Judas's metaphorical finger deceives
his soul sold to the devil, oh so cheap
and all the guilt was laid at his feet
to Kiss the chance of redemption goodby
brings an ironic tear to my eye
a Kiss to signal how deep we feel
a scenario couched in romantic appeal
its consequences sometimes hard to retract
for Jesus just like a stab in the back
#religion
443 reads
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Romancing the stone
The affection shared between two nudes
He dominant in his attitude
she submissive to his lips
the voyeurs blush and eyes downshift
locked together in a never end
forever love in polished form
the bloom of youth on a pedestal sits
posed in the act of hard relationship
it transcends any form of words
to a place where only dreams are heard
their bliss goes on undisturbed
moving minds to other worlds
Rodins statue carved and honed
but its passions could be skin and bones
the sculptors art cannot be cloned ...
He dominant in his attitude
she submissive to his lips
the voyeurs blush and eyes downshift
locked together in a never end
forever love in polished form
the bloom of youth on a pedestal sits
posed in the act of hard relationship
it transcends any form of words
to a place where only dreams are heard
their bliss goes on undisturbed
moving minds to other worlds
Rodins statue carved and honed
but its passions could be skin and bones
the sculptors art cannot be cloned ...
#love
439 reads
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