oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:13am
Yesterday 10:13am
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I like rain, not angry rain with an attitude
neglected by the mother cloud and take revenge
for its misbegotten infancy
lashing those who sought peace and the promise
of forever, with ice blasts
soft rain that feels like a caress, a day in June
Drips from my blue umbrella feel like kisses from
a long-time lover
I like rain, not angry rain with an attitude
neglected by the mother cloud and take revenge
for its misbegotten infancy
lashing those who sought peace and the promise
of forever, with ice blasts
soft rain that feels like a caress, a day in June
Drips from my blue umbrella feel like kisses from
a long-time lover
#admiration
#gratitude
#happiness #hope
#happiness #hope
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
16th Jul 2020 1:42am
16th Jul 2020 1:42am
I Reminisce
I reminisce about our time
When it had no end,
Minutes became hours,
Day and nights were endless,
The way we converse,
Under the perfect moon,
Our eyes crossed distance,
My breath was taken away,
By that sound of your voice,
Blended like chocolate cake mixture,
and on top …strawberries.
Swept of my feet,
By your lyrical versatility,
Your touch like rhythmic verbs,
Composed a song of intimacy,
The way my mind and heart
Long for the sensuality of your chivalry,
Brought to life by...
When it had no end,
Minutes became hours,
Day and nights were endless,
The way we converse,
Under the perfect moon,
Our eyes crossed distance,
My breath was taken away,
By that sound of your voice,
Blended like chocolate cake mixture,
and on top …strawberries.
Swept of my feet,
By your lyrical versatility,
Your touch like rhythmic verbs,
Composed a song of intimacy,
The way my mind and heart
Long for the sensuality of your chivalry,
Brought to life by...
#love
#friendship
#LifeAsAWriter
#admiration
#respect
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 9:23pm
24th Oct 2020 9:23pm
A Bash for The Dead
All bodily trimmings are in place
Even shrunken heads for the vase
The DJ’s music is frightful
And the punch is full and spiteful
The tablecloths are torn and set
And the disco ball spins its threat
The pumpkins are happily carved
And the theme is anorexically starved
The floors are buffed and shined
So we can see what’s on your mind
Slip-resistant to the foot
For the safety of our skeletons output
The windows are locked and barred
In full eye-sight of the guard
The doors cork themselves at night ...
Even shrunken heads for the vase
The DJ’s music is frightful
And the punch is full and spiteful
The tablecloths are torn and set
And the disco ball spins its threat
The pumpkins are happily carved
And the theme is anorexically starved
The floors are buffed and shined
So we can see what’s on your mind
Slip-resistant to the foot
For the safety of our skeletons output
The windows are locked and barred
In full eye-sight of the guard
The doors cork themselves at night ...
#happiness
#strength
#Halloween
#redemption
#admiration
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 1:42am
2nd Feb 2021 1:42am
Four Curses of Love
Wanting:
“My core hungers her taste;
Such ravenous haste.
Mend us as paste;
Our souls lay waste.”
I’ve spied her with lust
Watched her swell up her bust
Imagined her cries of my thrust
Swimming the pools of our trust
Her body recoils the tread
Her musk entices its spread
Her breath is shallowly fed
My fantasies desire her thread
The music box she wields
Shall forever quench my yields
Lest it molds me to her shields
Knighting me in her fields
Needing:
“I lap at her...
“My core hungers her taste;
Such ravenous haste.
Mend us as paste;
Our souls lay waste.”
I’ve spied her with lust
Watched her swell up her bust
Imagined her cries of my thrust
Swimming the pools of our trust
Her body recoils the tread
Her musk entices its spread
Her breath is shallowly fed
My fantasies desire her thread
The music box she wields
Shall forever quench my yields
Lest it molds me to her shields
Knighting me in her fields
Needing:
“I lap at her...
#happiness
#sadness
#loneliness
#admiration
#despair
16 reads
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
7th Feb 2023 9:52am
7th Feb 2023 9:52am
Poem in a Jar
How long can it last
this vestige of the past
contained in canning glass
maintained under seal
These sparse words I wrote
of these feelings remote
feelings in exile
from a life in disarray
For I know how they hid
beneath a hand tightened lid
then buried deep
in the sleep of midwinter snow
Kept just off the trudged trail
so as not to assail
anyone else
any sensible sensibilities
Perhaps they will be read
long after I am dead
by someone near or far
unearthing this poem in a jar
this vestige of the past
contained in canning glass
maintained under seal
These sparse words I wrote
of these feelings remote
feelings in exile
from a life in disarray
For I know how they hid
beneath a hand tightened lid
then buried deep
in the sleep of midwinter snow
Kept just off the trudged trail
so as not to assail
anyone else
any sensible sensibilities
Perhaps they will be read
long after I am dead
by someone near or far
unearthing this poem in a jar
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#admiration
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 12:21pm
3rd Sep 2024 12:21pm
Unsung
She spoke light to the midnight sky
naked, the ravens cover her
bewitching though I know not why
in the darkness waits her lover
He comes to her where shadows speak
within the space beneath her dreams
his breath upon her soft and meek
a touch that captures all her screams
They kiss beyond the harvest moon
and dance entangled with the stars
alas the day arrives too soon
so in his heart he'll paint her scars
And watch the ravens fly away
her flower sweet upon his tongue
they move as soft as willows sway ...
naked, the ravens cover her
bewitching though I know not why
in the darkness waits her lover
He comes to her where shadows speak
within the space beneath her dreams
his breath upon her soft and meek
a touch that captures all her screams
They kiss beyond the harvest moon
and dance entangled with the stars
alas the day arrives too soon
so in his heart he'll paint her scars
And watch the ravens fly away
her flower sweet upon his tongue
they move as soft as willows sway ...
#admiration
#gratitude
#love #sexy
#love #sexy
16 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 12:30pm
5th Sep 2024 12:30pm
Just a Glimpse
He weeps like a willow
but stands with a fist
contending with demons
for a dream that he kissed
inside he lies with her
to rest for a while
and he'd lie there forever
for only a glimpse of her smile
but stands with a fist
contending with demons
for a dream that he kissed
inside he lies with her
to rest for a while
and he'd lie there forever
for only a glimpse of her smile
#admiration
#gratitude
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
16 reads
6 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Jan 2019 3:50am
28th Jan 2019 3:50am
how whales fly
if i were
to have
a superpower
it’d be slow-
motion
for all
the times
you
turned
heads skyward
although
i’d have
to make
rules
for non-
interference
such as letting
your
teardrops
hit the
dirt-floor
otherwise
we’d sink
to the
bottom
of a saltless sea
to have
a superpower
it’d be slow-
motion
for all
the times
you
turned
heads skyward
although
i’d have
to make
rules
for non-
interference
such as letting
your
teardrops
hit the
dirt-floor
otherwise
we’d sink
to the
bottom
of a saltless sea
#LifeStruggles
#learning
#admiration #choices
#admiration #choices
17 reads
10 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
17th May 2021 00:59am
17th May 2021 00:59am
Metaphoria
It is a most poetic place
devoid of prosaic space
where artful language rules
both the day and its night
Where we are free to write
without using like or as
having no need of simile
for our creativity
For it is what it is
was what it was
but all that it will be
is now left up to me
Whether Frigate or sail
Possibility or its tail
a high soaring kite
raised up on a versifying wind
Destined to prearrange
some lyrical sea change
whether stopping by the woods
or cast adrift...
devoid of prosaic space
where artful language rules
both the day and its night
Where we are free to write
without using like or as
having no need of simile
for our creativity
For it is what it is
was what it was
but all that it will be
is now left up to me
Whether Frigate or sail
Possibility or its tail
a high soaring kite
raised up on a versifying wind
Destined to prearrange
some lyrical sea change
whether stopping by the woods
or cast adrift...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#admiration
#metaphor
17 reads
2 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
11th Jul 2020 3:08pm
11th Jul 2020 3:08pm
The Dan
Jazz had this deep harlot itch
she just needed scratching
pulling him in closer ...
this rogue named Rock and Roll
No mere toss in the hay
I must say
For born from that tryst
toppling the list
Steely Dan
she just needed scratching
pulling him in closer ...
this rogue named Rock and Roll
No mere toss in the hay
I must say
For born from that tryst
toppling the list
Steely Dan
#admiration
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5 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 7:34pm
6th Oct 2020 7:34pm
Fermer Les Portes
I visited you when
I was last in Paris
part of my tribute
to an American legend
Carrying a lilting daisy
looking a little crazy
as I placed it
on the bitter granite
It was chilly October
just another autumn day
much like today
a sprinkling of jaundice leaves
I stood for a long time
playing with the rusted dime
in my pocket
trying hard to recall ...
Why I always cry in fall
the secret chilly kiss
of the faint failing breeze
as if meant to tease
I was last in Paris
part of my tribute
to an American legend
Carrying a lilting daisy
looking a little crazy
as I placed it
on the bitter granite
It was chilly October
just another autumn day
much like today
a sprinkling of jaundice leaves
I stood for a long time
playing with the rusted dime
in my pocket
trying hard to recall ...
Why I always cry in fall
the secret chilly kiss
of the faint failing breeze
as if meant to tease
#admiration
18 reads
5 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
26th Nov 2021 7:57pm
26th Nov 2021 7:57pm
Jackie
Jacqueline Suskin
You live your life finely laced
wholly embraced
within the realm of rhyme
stacking up the words
Like ruddy adobe bricks
each sufficiently thick
to keep out the heat
yet retain the warmth
For the life of a poet needs
a little space
a whole lot of grace
to lure then trap the lines
Follow this trail without signs
to where it may lead
while able to concede
to the final destination
This versifying reservation
only meant for the soulful
alone in...
You live your life finely laced
wholly embraced
within the realm of rhyme
stacking up the words
Like ruddy adobe bricks
each sufficiently thick
to keep out the heat
yet retain the warmth
For the life of a poet needs
a little space
a whole lot of grace
to lure then trap the lines
Follow this trail without signs
to where it may lead
while able to concede
to the final destination
This versifying reservation
only meant for the soulful
alone in...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#admiration
#respect
18 reads
2 Comments
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