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Contrite
My cell phone resonates a tune
And then a furtive voice is heard
My concentration fully strewn
But my libido wholly stirred
She speaks to me of our shared trust
And nights spent in each others' arms
The fine rewards of rampant lust
And my appetite for her charms
I then sign off with dreams of her
Just riding me into the night
My she beast will not call me "Sir"
This mistress renders me contrite.
And then a furtive voice is heard
My concentration fully strewn
But my libido wholly stirred
She speaks to me of our shared trust
And nights spent in each others' arms
The fine rewards of rampant lust
And my appetite for her charms
I then sign off with dreams of her
Just riding me into the night
My she beast will not call me "Sir"
This mistress renders me contrite.
Published 12th Dec 2018
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12th Dec 2018 10:29pm
Contrite: that's a nice bringing-in of an old word not much heard these days - me being reminded of my old Anglican church days and the phrase "a broken and a contrite heart, Oh God, thou wilt not despise"; which still carries weight in my psyche - but in this poem here set into an unexpected context. :))
12th Dec 2018 10:31pm
12th Dec 2018 10:39pm
My dear friend, my thoughts on this piece echo the latter part of Josh’s sentiments: of unexpected & how it took me totally by surprise, ending as it does.
(You are always full of those crowfly surprises)
Jadey x
My love to Ninja.
(You are always full of those crowfly surprises)
Jadey x
My love to Ninja.
12th Dec 2018 10:53pm
I just hope you liked the lead up. I like to include surprises, but only if they fit. Thank you Jade, and Ninja says hi back.
12th Dec 2018 10:57pm
Anonymous
13th Dec 2018 00:27am
You are a word master my friend. I always love reading you. You are full of surprises and you managed to bring together old a new. You are truly a great poet. J
14th Dec 2018 10:42pm
I try to mix things up a bit, and, yes, I can hardly resist trying to surprise, often with a twist ending. Very twisted, in fact. Thank you for the honor. You always give me a lift with your support.
13th Dec 2018 1:26am
14th Dec 2018 10:46pm
I often get so conflicted I'm scatterbrained. Glad this one worked for you, SweetOblivion.
13th Dec 2018 4:10am
14th Dec 2018 10:48pm
I do syllable counts much of the time now, Reggie. It has become kind of a compulsion. Thank you for the kind comment!
13th Dec 2018 6:20pm
14th Dec 2018 10:50pm
13th Dec 2018 8:35pm
dearest Sir Crow
I love how this vixen stirs your lusts
making you yearn for even more of her
by denying you be called Sir...
great rhythm and write...
love Brenda 💕
I love how this vixen stirs your lusts
making you yearn for even more of her
by denying you be called Sir...
great rhythm and write...
love Brenda 💕
14th Dec 2018 10:51pm
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