Submissions by slipalong
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
It is what it is
Her hair was red on her shoulders pale
glowing lips that wont tell tales
candles flicker and the shadows trail
across the bed where she lay unveiled
a Botticelli masterpiece
reposed in post nuptial sleep
so well served and ridden deep
her stallions flaccid member sore and tired
from a Kama Sutra of highlights tried
she stirs and turns her lovely breasts
a goddess of surgery has made the best
her cock falling out of the skimpy nightdress
and tenderness with such bliss
as they covered each other with confetti kisses
this Mr...
glowing lips that wont tell tales
candles flicker and the shadows trail
across the bed where she lay unveiled
a Botticelli masterpiece
reposed in post nuptial sleep
so well served and ridden deep
her stallions flaccid member sore and tired
from a Kama Sutra of highlights tried
she stirs and turns her lovely breasts
a goddess of surgery has made the best
her cock falling out of the skimpy nightdress
and tenderness with such bliss
as they covered each other with confetti kisses
this Mr...
#LifeAsAWriter
658 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2018 7:51pm
18th Jan 2018 7:51pm
Dark Underground
The darkened vaults release the pen
for the bard reborn again
in your subconscious mind
that crypt accessible with just one click
the tunnels, caverns of erotica and more
on the dark side of that door
the competition bringing you alive
that subterranean gallery
to scribe as cave men did
your dreams, thoughts and your concerns
Deep Underground its written depth interred
rejoice, read on, join in, present your words
for the bard reborn again
in your subconscious mind
that crypt accessible with just one click
the tunnels, caverns of erotica and more
on the dark side of that door
the competition bringing you alive
that subterranean gallery
to scribe as cave men did
your dreams, thoughts and your concerns
Deep Underground its written depth interred
rejoice, read on, join in, present your words
#dark
572 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jan 2018 6:31pm
15th Jan 2018 6:31pm
The altar
I pray that we would not be left
on the altar of self interest
on the altar of self interest
#religion
#God
#Christian
#Buddhist
#spiritual
588 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2018 5:01pm
14th Jan 2018 5:01pm
Snowflakes
trapped in a Mall of selfishness
its retail arms hold out its ransoms counterfoil
unlike the generation X
the projection of a selfie nation
austerity you have never seen
ration books in red and buff
having to walk miles to school
old tin bath its tepid water washing twice
;we; deserve just how much more
makes my blood boil
the ease of :I'm a special case;
chill out on a debt they never pay
credit ratings blown away
their design on life
melts at the very first sign of strife
there test is coming soon
when the...
its retail arms hold out its ransoms counterfoil
unlike the generation X
the projection of a selfie nation
austerity you have never seen
ration books in red and buff
having to walk miles to school
old tin bath its tepid water washing twice
;we; deserve just how much more
makes my blood boil
the ease of :I'm a special case;
chill out on a debt they never pay
credit ratings blown away
their design on life
melts at the very first sign of strife
there test is coming soon
when the...
#politics
#TruthOfLife
#consumerism #ignorance
#consumerism #ignorance
545 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2018 4:23pm
11th Jan 2018 4:23pm
Slim chance
Haunting famine you whisper quietly
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#EatingDisorder
576 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 7:33pm
10th Jan 2018 7:33pm
Words like statues
letters and words like broken statues lie
on the incline of my mind
lodged like the dirt in someones eye
unloved like the weeping tear
Falling, failing to inspire
deleted from my repertoire
the poem that was newly formed
lifeless stillborn bare of soul
never to gather dust on its ageing text
the simple a complex mess
my world running from spell check
the laxative a bard my need
the kiss of inspiration to sew a seed
the earthquake that the brain cant feel
the fallen statues of my words
make statutes never memorable...
on the incline of my mind
lodged like the dirt in someones eye
unloved like the weeping tear
Falling, failing to inspire
deleted from my repertoire
the poem that was newly formed
lifeless stillborn bare of soul
never to gather dust on its ageing text
the simple a complex mess
my world running from spell check
the laxative a bard my need
the kiss of inspiration to sew a seed
the earthquake that the brain cant feel
the fallen statues of my words
make statutes never memorable...
#SelfDiscovery
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Jan 2018 4:56pm
9th Jan 2018 4:56pm
Dagger or Sword
Is this the fulcrum of your pleasure
is that the gauge,the urge on which to gorge
a dagger or a mighty sword
do you cry out for a little more
will lies say less is better
to reach those parts so hidden
to tick the box for whats required
the depth of your desire
not a feather touch within your crotch
to make you smile and say how nice
but gasp and groan, this is a man that I must own
hard feelings felt with every thrust
when you know its love not lust
when the after glow felt like the kiss of dawn
morning glory never...
is that the gauge,the urge on which to gorge
a dagger or a mighty sword
do you cry out for a little more
will lies say less is better
to reach those parts so hidden
to tick the box for whats required
the depth of your desire
not a feather touch within your crotch
to make you smile and say how nice
but gasp and groan, this is a man that I must own
hard feelings felt with every thrust
when you know its love not lust
when the after glow felt like the kiss of dawn
morning glory never...
#LifeAsAWriter
596 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2018 6:19pm
7th Jan 2018 6:19pm
Carpe diem
The demeanor of the day
sometimes sunny sometimes grey
bringing joy bringing hate
love not always on a plate
Carpe Diem I say mate
sometimes sunny sometimes grey
bringing joy bringing hate
love not always on a plate
Carpe Diem I say mate
#PopCulture
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