Confessional Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#confessional
confessional published by members recently online poems.
Contradictions Possess
Contradictions possess the soul
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
#confessional
#erotic
#lust
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Contradictions Possess
Contradictions possess the soul
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
#confessional
#erotic
#lust
185 reads
2 Comments
Contradictions Possess
Contradictions possess the soul
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
the uninhabited body of lusting flesh
much sweeter than last night's bread
insatiable appetite for twigs whelping red
devouring my essential poetic conviction
there was no angel in yesterday's confession
talking with a shadow kissing my ass
"Bless me Father for I have sinned
for something sweeter than last night's bread"
#confessional
#erotic
#lust
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2 Comments
Road Trip (Part Three)
Entering the mouth of the city, blinding lights invading our eyes, as we exit off the pitch black interstate. My brother pulls into the Liquor Barn parking lot bringing the Oldsmobile to a stop right at the entryway. Cigarette smoke pools around the headliner inside the car, as we make our way towards the entrance.
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
#confessional
#prose
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Road Trip (Part Three)
Entering the mouth of the city, blinding lights invading our eyes, as we exit off the pitch black interstate. My brother pulls into the Liquor Barn parking lot bringing the Oldsmobile to a stop right at the entryway. Cigarette smoke pools around the headliner inside the car, as we make our way towards the entrance.
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
The three of us enter the store while my brother waits outside like a getaway driver. Ever notice when you’ve been drinking and have to interact with the public that you do your damndest to appear sober. Even though there is no way to camouflage that fact...
#confessional
#prose
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Get the Meat Out!
Get the words out of your head
It has taken residence there for too long
Are you afraid of what they say?
That they will not like it?
Hey Fia they are all not going to like it.
They are not all supposed to like it.
Get the meat out
Then cook it
Then decide on the sides
If you want a desert
Add something sticky sweet.
What I am saying is get the words out of your head
Are you going Mad giving yourself a pep talk?
Not sure. But this needed to be said
So I said it.
It has taken residence there for too long
Are you afraid of what they say?
That they will not like it?
Hey Fia they are all not going to like it.
They are not all supposed to like it.
Get the meat out
Then cook it
Then decide on the sides
If you want a desert
Add something sticky sweet.
What I am saying is get the words out of your head
Are you going Mad giving yourself a pep talk?
Not sure. But this needed to be said
So I said it.
#confessional
#myself
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Get the Meat Out!
Get the words out of your head
It has taken residence there for too long
Are you afraid of what they say?
That they will not like it?
Hey Fia they are all not going to like it.
They are not all supposed to like it.
Get the meat out
Then cook it
Then decide on the sides
If you want a desert
Add something sticky sweet.
What I am saying is get the words out of your head
Are you going Mad giving yourself a pep talk?
Not sure. But this needed to be said
So I said it.
It has taken residence there for too long
Are you afraid of what they say?
That they will not like it?
Hey Fia they are all not going to like it.
They are not all supposed to like it.
Get the meat out
Then cook it
Then decide on the sides
If you want a desert
Add something sticky sweet.
What I am saying is get the words out of your head
Are you going Mad giving yourself a pep talk?
Not sure. But this needed to be said
So I said it.
#confessional
#myself
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20 Comments
Temptation
What is it about the forbidden
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
#confessional
#lover
#temptation
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Temptation
What is it about the forbidden
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
#confessional
#lover
#temptation
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12 Comments
Temptation
What is it about the forbidden
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
That makes me want
To lose control?
There’s just something
Irresistible
About fantasy
Giving way
To reality
I’m drawn to what
I can’t have
Yet
It usually ends up
Becoming mine
(for a bit)
Give me almost
Anything taboo
Then tell me
I can’t have it
Challenge accepted
You’d think
I’d learn my lesson
Walking so close to the edge
Almost falling in
But not quite
Good thing
I’m a contortionist
...
#confessional
#lover
#temptation
213 reads
12 Comments
I Am Waiting For My Apology
Sent: Sat, Jul 14, 2018 at 2:03 PM
Subject: Lush Stories - New message from Adagio
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A new message has been sent to you from Adagio.
In shadows of the moonlight
Nell'ombra del chiaro di luna
We danced all night to acolytes
In hours of the belfry rung
As doves of summer cooed
Where apostles now rest
In shadows of the moonlight
Nell'ombra del chiaro di luna
Making love neath an olive tree
In gifted hours of the night
Kissing at daybreak
Baciare all'alba
...
Subject: Lush Stories - New message from Adagio
Please do not reply to this email.
A new message has been sent to you from Adagio.
In shadows of the moonlight
Nell'ombra del chiaro di luna
We danced all night to acolytes
In hours of the belfry rung
As doves of summer cooed
Where apostles now rest
In shadows of the moonlight
Nell'ombra del chiaro di luna
Making love neath an olive tree
In gifted hours of the night
Kissing at daybreak
Baciare all'alba
...
#confessional
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PUNS OVER GUNS
Emotions that I've bottled up are top shelf
You gotta reach high for 'em; can't be an elf
Delft in appearance with a clearance of secret
Never put on a show so there'll be no Seacrest
Most ingest 'em through my venomous poetry
Rarely do I ever tell anybody my story verbally
Ironically, I move more privately in the real world
Strategically traversing with most things tightly furled
Much is burrowed deep within the depths of my core
At times I keep wondering what am I really writing for
I adore being able to score my TNT...
You gotta reach high for 'em; can't be an elf
Delft in appearance with a clearance of secret
Never put on a show so there'll be no Seacrest
Most ingest 'em through my venomous poetry
Rarely do I ever tell anybody my story verbally
Ironically, I move more privately in the real world
Strategically traversing with most things tightly furled
Much is burrowed deep within the depths of my core
At times I keep wondering what am I really writing for
I adore being able to score my TNT...
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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