Collaborative Poetry
#collaboration
Collective or collaborative poetry, here you'll find prose and poems written by more than one author, in collaboration with one another.
Awakening Eden - with mysteriouslady
Slivers of darkness awakening my Eden
of lusting eyes and naked profane
sexuality haunting the blotter of my ink
metamorphically tonguing your flower
placing heaven onto my mouth
welcoming me to your obscenity
until you scream "god"
there is no God
only you and your majestic mouth
in the form of your wicked ink
luring me into your depths of bewilderment
my body shivers "feeling" your words
on my delicate skin"
It is as if I have entered a whole new realm
of lusting eyes and naked profane
sexuality haunting the blotter of my ink
metamorphically tonguing your flower
placing heaven onto my mouth
welcoming me to your obscenity
until you scream "god"
there is no God
only you and your majestic mouth
in the form of your wicked ink
luring me into your depths of bewilderment
my body shivers "feeling" your words
on my delicate skin"
It is as if I have entered a whole new realm
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
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Echoes of Passion - with Grace
In the silence of shadow's wake
too saccharine for your cold lips
between dark and fragile state
of insomnia's tasteless wraith
lusting hysteria's naked peignoir
touching your swollen dichotomy
whispering the winds inuendoes
in footsteps on the mahogany
of tears in shallow pools
yet between love and hate
the heart beats until it rests
between shadows and lights
there's greyness pulsing bright
cold sweetness touch dry lips
kissing off liquid from parchment dry
whispers comforting embrace thoughts ...
too saccharine for your cold lips
between dark and fragile state
of insomnia's tasteless wraith
lusting hysteria's naked peignoir
touching your swollen dichotomy
whispering the winds inuendoes
in footsteps on the mahogany
of tears in shallow pools
yet between love and hate
the heart beats until it rests
between shadows and lights
there's greyness pulsing bright
cold sweetness touch dry lips
kissing off liquid from parchment dry
whispers comforting embrace thoughts ...
#collaboration
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2 Comments
Lingering Shadows - with Grace
Like a filigree in silhouette
of intimacy in shadows
entwined endless dreams
beyond dark's frigid nights
watching the fading lights
fingers caressing memories
memories etched in pastel walls
finger-painted careful strokes
woven with zigzags and whorls
lifting pages sheaves of books
they read together to stir memories
bizarre poems about twilight shadows
shadows that linger among fading pages
dogeared with tears of passing years
listening as the silence whispers
all things in vines entwined
and...
of intimacy in shadows
entwined endless dreams
beyond dark's frigid nights
watching the fading lights
fingers caressing memories
memories etched in pastel walls
finger-painted careful strokes
woven with zigzags and whorls
lifting pages sheaves of books
they read together to stir memories
bizarre poems about twilight shadows
shadows that linger among fading pages
dogeared with tears of passing years
listening as the silence whispers
all things in vines entwined
and...
#collaboration
#WritingPoetry
55 reads
4 Comments
Telling - with Grace
Darkness weaving haunting disguise
in the shadows of the evening tide
characterized by sighs and lullabies
echoes gazing into the woven shade
pulsing inuendoes and minuets
discarding tears of Twilight's fears
fawning winds of frozen eyes
disguised in flutterbies
beautiful song sung
hands holding the fragrance of flowers
caressing the ready brows
smile lascivious tongue-licking lips
gangrenous lights shines
show beneath veneer evil personified
in the shadows of the evening tide
characterized by sighs and lullabies
echoes gazing into the woven shade
pulsing inuendoes and minuets
discarding tears of Twilight's fears
fawning winds of frozen eyes
disguised in flutterbies
beautiful song sung
hands holding the fragrance of flowers
caressing the ready brows
smile lascivious tongue-licking lips
gangrenous lights shines
show beneath veneer evil personified
#collaboration
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
Bouquet of Words - with Grace
In a seance, twilight whispering discretion
listening to the echoes fade eerie night
lonely is the amethyst shadow of quiet
shades of tempered breath's addiction
with the ink's dark words thirsting
adjusting to seance poetic obsession
eerie answers from the Ouija board
pointers of the alphabet on the secret pulse
breathes of spring in remembered dreams
fragrance of roses from dead petals
their tender thoughts live
bouquet of words presented
listening to the echoes fade eerie night
lonely is the amethyst shadow of quiet
shades of tempered breath's addiction
with the ink's dark words thirsting
adjusting to seance poetic obsession
eerie answers from the Ouija board
pointers of the alphabet on the secret pulse
breathes of spring in remembered dreams
fragrance of roses from dead petals
their tender thoughts live
bouquet of words presented
#collaboration
#WritingPoetry
102 reads
2 Comments
Box Top Memories - with Grace
Remembering the days
of bric-a-brac
old moons forgotten
that can't be erased
embers of cold hearths
and androids with dust
of dogeared solitaire
and Queen of Hearts
fading photographs
and bent rabbit ears
black walnuts
and beef bouillon
whispering wipperwills
and blue egg robins
a broken Jack-in-the-Box
and Kellog box tops
remembered sighs
on Sunday afternoons
lazy hands-on taut thighs
serenades in loving tones
half-eaten sandwich
on picnic blankets ...
of bric-a-brac
old moons forgotten
that can't be erased
embers of cold hearths
and androids with dust
of dogeared solitaire
and Queen of Hearts
fading photographs
and bent rabbit ears
black walnuts
and beef bouillon
whispering wipperwills
and blue egg robins
a broken Jack-in-the-Box
and Kellog box tops
remembered sighs
on Sunday afternoons
lazy hands-on taut thighs
serenades in loving tones
half-eaten sandwich
on picnic blankets ...
#collaboration
#memories
#WritingPoetry
109 reads
6 Comments
On The Hour - with fianaturie8
Weeping on stones
a shadow of dead
in naked peignoir
dark the memories
of vows behind the veil
lack of tenderness
in the coldest of touches
dripping twilight's semen
as the raven lust
for the chains of your cunt
resisting the urge to be devoured
in the midnight hour
a shadow of dead
in naked peignoir
dark the memories
of vows behind the veil
lack of tenderness
in the coldest of touches
dripping twilight's semen
as the raven lust
for the chains of your cunt
resisting the urge to be devoured
in the midnight hour
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
161 reads
10 Comments
Cat Whiskers - with Grace
Below mansions of clouds
in verdant glades of sachet
and lavender blue streams
like a tear on a sea of grass
in the world of dew
sitting on a tree
purple carpet of cat whiskers
radiant hues on vast fields
caressed by the breeze
gently sway on their blooms
reposing among the grass
dreams touch divinity
in verdant glades of sachet
and lavender blue streams
like a tear on a sea of grass
in the world of dew
sitting on a tree
purple carpet of cat whiskers
radiant hues on vast fields
caressed by the breeze
gently sway on their blooms
reposing among the grass
dreams touch divinity
#collaboration
#inspirational
#nature
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4 Comments
No Need To Be Fright - with fianaturie8
Sweet ecstasy moonlight
between reality and hype
In depths of new heights
up darken flights
Without sound or warning
engulfed in everlasting eons
For every season there is moonlight
no need to be fright
between reality and hype
In depths of new heights
up darken flights
Without sound or warning
engulfed in everlasting eons
For every season there is moonlight
no need to be fright
#collaboration
#philosophical
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4 Comments
With Renewed Strength (Written with Verdonna)
And what could I say
That wasn’t already said
Swallowing the words
Come back to me, but it is
Too late as you left me here
Broken in pieces
Unable to recover
Mortally wounded
I was not the same person
You once knew and could control
I outgrew your hold
and I attempt to patch work
myself whole again.
You will never break me down
As I will come back swinging
Landing blow by blow
Crushing you under my fist
Feel the rage I felt
I will cut you down...
That wasn’t already said
Swallowing the words
Come back to me, but it is
Too late as you left me here
Broken in pieces
Unable to recover
Mortally wounded
I was not the same person
You once knew and could control
I outgrew your hold
and I attempt to patch work
myself whole again.
You will never break me down
As I will come back swinging
Landing blow by blow
Crushing you under my fist
Feel the rage I felt
I will cut you down...
#collaboration
#strength
63 reads
3 Comments
the 5 senses of us (with the lovely Fia)
sound
Quiet makes a noise
It has a hum
It lulls me to sleep
Noise is just noise
Without meaning to it
A nuisance with no end
scent
Sweat, rank or sweet
depending of who wears it
and how
Smell of rain
steam rising off hot ground
I tremble with anticipation for the storm
Camomile tea
wafting through the air
eases the anxiety in my chest
touch
Tenderly reaching
Still it crumbles
Not diluting the fact I want to feel
Pulse under...
Quiet makes a noise
It has a hum
It lulls me to sleep
Noise is just noise
Without meaning to it
A nuisance with no end
scent
Sweat, rank or sweet
depending of who wears it
and how
Smell of rain
steam rising off hot ground
I tremble with anticipation for the storm
Camomile tea
wafting through the air
eases the anxiety in my chest
touch
Tenderly reaching
Still it crumbles
Not diluting the fact I want to feel
Pulse under...
#emotional
#heartbroken
#narrative #collaboration
#narrative #collaboration
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8 Comments
Twilight's Cold Aspic with PurrfectlyPoetic
Like a moth to a nymphomaniac taming the flame
lusting the insomniac's caffeine that burning
with desire the teasing of a serpent's tongue
lapping the toxins of an angel's Eden
being fed like an addict as the fire burns higher
in a metamorphosis fire of the twilight's cold aspic
the shedding of skins as the devil's fingers play
like the strings of a violin strumming the notes
to the melody of lustful sins and inuendoes
chained to everlasting minutes the flogging of flesh
stripped bare of limits
lusting the insomniac's caffeine that burning
with desire the teasing of a serpent's tongue
lapping the toxins of an angel's Eden
being fed like an addict as the fire burns higher
in a metamorphosis fire of the twilight's cold aspic
the shedding of skins as the devil's fingers play
like the strings of a violin strumming the notes
to the melody of lustful sins and inuendoes
chained to everlasting minutes the flogging of flesh
stripped bare of limits
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
176 reads
7 Comments
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