Poems Inspired by Charles Bukowski
#CharlesBukowski
Poems inspired by Charles Bukowski. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in poems and short stories by Charles Bukowski. Along with poems about Bukowski himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
Sleazy nights beaming with loser pride
Cough syrup and Sprite
The loser chronicles
Yeah, you remember
Those gritty nights
Carnival
Arcade
Blow jobs behind the freak palace
Schools out forever
Short skirts
Hand jobs
Dense humidity
Road to nowhere
You always by my side
The loser chronicles
Yeah, you remember
Those gritty nights
Carnival
Arcade
Blow jobs behind the freak palace
Schools out forever
Short skirts
Hand jobs
Dense humidity
Road to nowhere
You always by my side
#CharlesBukowski
#dirty
#EECummings
#porn
#ThrillSeeking
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Husband to Wife
Middle of the night
She's having a hot flash
I dry her back
Always ask if she needs help
Drying the front
She declines
I tell her to remind me
To feel her up later
No answer
I'll attempt it anyway
She's got a great rack
She's having a hot flash
I dry her back
Always ask if she needs help
Drying the front
She declines
I tell her to remind me
To feel her up later
No answer
I'll attempt it anyway
She's got a great rack
#CharlesBukowski
#EECummings
#LifeAsAWriter
#lust
#marriage
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She's Obedient but Thinking Out of the Box
Could be my dog
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
#CharlesBukowski
#dogs
#EECummings
#mystery
#SelfDiscovery
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Bubbles
#CharlesBukowski
#haiku
#WritingPoetry
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Summer is ..
July
Heat
Staying light late
Watermelon
Flesh exposed
Complaining about weather
Humidity
Bugs
Alcohol haze
Horniness
This year political madness
They all suck
I’ll take Kamala
At least she’s lucid
Back to regular programming
Sleep deprived
Did I say horny ?
Mood
Would be poet
Widow Jane Rye
Gradation
He’s got a good curveball
The boys of summer
Beer
Heat
Staying light late
Watermelon
Flesh exposed
Complaining about weather
Humidity
Bugs
Alcohol haze
Horniness
This year political madness
They all suck
I’ll take Kamala
At least she’s lucid
Back to regular programming
Sleep deprived
Did I say horny ?
Mood
Would be poet
Widow Jane Rye
Gradation
He’s got a good curveball
The boys of summer
Beer
#alcohol
#CharlesBukowski
#sex
#StreamOfConsciousness
#summer
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Bearing the weight of words; worlds
Well Mr.
Chinaski,
the wine's got me by the will,
(I'm sure you'd say my woman’s got me by the
balls)–
and though I respect your work I
can't quite say I'd agree–
wheat and
chaff.
Long after first light I
rise, my
head still
sagging to one
side—
waterlogged with the
Midnight Dew.
Hangover hounding,
baying at the
back door of my cranium.
McCarthy mixes with the
brain fog
and
both plume upward to...
Chinaski,
the wine's got me by the will,
(I'm sure you'd say my woman’s got me by the
balls)–
and though I respect your work I
can't quite say I'd agree–
wheat and
chaff.
Long after first light I
rise, my
head still
sagging to one
side—
waterlogged with the
Midnight Dew.
Hangover hounding,
baying at the
back door of my cranium.
McCarthy mixes with the
brain fog
and
both plume upward to...
#CharlesBukowski
#nonfiction
#WritingPoetry
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Rhyme ?
I’m your queen
Not mean
Most of the time
Unless drinking vodka and lime
My Rhyme sucks
I don’t give 2 fucks
You're cute
And astute
Give me a prayer
I promise to pull your hair
It will be fun
I don’t carry a gun
I’m smart not dumb
Your beautiful hair … no gum
Not mean
Most of the time
Unless drinking vodka and lime
My Rhyme sucks
I don’t give 2 fucks
You're cute
And astute
Give me a prayer
I promise to pull your hair
It will be fun
I don’t carry a gun
I’m smart not dumb
Your beautiful hair … no gum
#WritingPoetry
#CharlesBukowski
#pagan
#StreamOfConsciousness
#EECummings
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You asked me how I am
Edgy
Moody
Horny
Irritatable
That's when I want you most
Moody
Horny
Irritatable
That's when I want you most
#lust
#confessional
#myself
#CharlesBukowski
#pagan
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Want to drink alcohol, do art and f**k … no waiting in lines
Let’s be honest
I am
I am
#sex
#alcohol
#art
#CharlesBukowski
#minimalist
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Don't Try
Don’t try
It may imply that you’re giving yourself some wiggle room
In case you fail
There may be some obstacles too big to overcome
Therefore it questions your dedication
Your determination to get it done
Don’t half ass it and then expect to get great returns
Nothing special comes out of mediocrity
It is as they say, you reap what you sow
And if your mode is to be average
You’ll never stand out, if you know what I mean
I guess the important thing here is to be honest
Do you really want to accomplish what you set out to...
It may imply that you’re giving yourself some wiggle room
In case you fail
There may be some obstacles too big to overcome
Therefore it questions your dedication
Your determination to get it done
Don’t half ass it and then expect to get great returns
Nothing special comes out of mediocrity
It is as they say, you reap what you sow
And if your mode is to be average
You’ll never stand out, if you know what I mean
I guess the important thing here is to be honest
Do you really want to accomplish what you set out to...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #CharlesBukowski
#LifeCycle #CharlesBukowski
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death of a songbird.
I dwell upon the bluebird,
and the need to set it free
can you hear the quiet serenade?
chirping it's whiskey melody
O' shhh you caroling songster
deeply buried surrounded by silence
hidden from the dayward light
lest her ne'er-do-wells seed violence
I strain to hear the bluebird
unknown in love only cheap salvation
devotional thrive by five and dime
the kind...
and the need to set it free
can you hear the quiet serenade?
chirping it's whiskey melody
O' shhh you caroling songster
deeply buried surrounded by silence
hidden from the dayward light
lest her ne'er-do-wells seed violence
I strain to hear the bluebird
unknown in love only cheap salvation
devotional thrive by five and dime
the kind...
#LifeStruggles
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
#CharlesBukowski
#metaphor
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We'll call her Lilith
Because she broke
her rosary beads early
and thought jesus
made too many rules
for a cunt to follow,
she didn't take to sidewalks
but knew the streets
each name sat
on her slim
fingertips.
Took to upper class
and was mean
as hell about it,
she was everything
their wives, girlfriends
and partners
dreamed
about
her rubber legs
stained with grime
from requests
they demanded,
they ask for more
because she was there
and money
was ready to burn ...
her rosary beads early
and thought jesus
made too many rules
for a cunt to follow,
she didn't take to sidewalks
but knew the streets
each name sat
on her slim
fingertips.
Took to upper class
and was mean
as hell about it,
she was everything
their wives, girlfriends
and partners
dreamed
about
her rubber legs
stained with grime
from requests
they demanded,
they ask for more
because she was there
and money
was ready to burn ...
#CharlesBukowski
591 reads
6 Comments
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