Poems About My Inspiration Published by Members Recently Online
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
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Poetryman
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
grand scales
Lay your back on my pianos contrasting keys
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
#music
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #art
#WritingPoetry #art
193 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
grand scales
Lay your back on my pianos contrasting keys
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
#music
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #art
#WritingPoetry #art
193 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
grand scales
Lay your back on my pianos contrasting keys
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
#music
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #art
#WritingPoetry #art
193 reads
6 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
25th Oct 2023 11:17am
grand scales
Lay your back on my pianos contrasting keys
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
That I may create sounds with gentle notes
My fingertips climbing and falling in delicate tones
From the tips of your curled purled toes
To the ends of your dark flowing hair
Would you sing for me as I play delightfully
With the rhythm of desire trembling on your skin
My hands vibrating with your quivering song
In scales without chords that complicate our harmony
Let me play you in a duet of two solo artists
Coming together in one collaborative crescendo
Erupting in a chorus of unholy names ...
#music
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #art
#WritingPoetry #art
193 reads
6 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
612 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
612 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
612 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
612 reads
5 Comments
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