Namyh
Poem Published
29th Aug 2024 9:24pm
29th Aug 2024 9:24pm
Love’s Rushing in…!
Traveling at 186,000 miles per second
is the light in the night from Lightning
which blasts the molecules of air apart
to create a vacuum most frightening
but it’s not heated air being pushed apart
that makes that clamorous din.
After Lightning has struck
and the vacuum collapses,
Thunder is the air rushing in.
And the X-chromosome lies waiting alive
in the female egg with grace
for the first sperm penetrating its membrane
bringing spark for a life to embrace.
If an X is first, it will be a girl.
If a Y, it’s a boy...
is the light in the night from Lightning
which blasts the molecules of air apart
to create a vacuum most frightening
but it’s not heated air being pushed apart
that makes that clamorous din.
After Lightning has struck
and the vacuum collapses,
Thunder is the air rushing in.
And the X-chromosome lies waiting alive
in the female egg with grace
for the first sperm penetrating its membrane
bringing spark for a life to embrace.
If an X is first, it will be a girl.
If a Y, it’s a boy...
#FallingInLove
#husband
#ILoveYou
#love
#marriage
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Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 10:26pm
22nd Aug 2024 10:26pm
Rekindling
Time drifts quickly,
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
#aging
#disappointment
#marriage
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
213 reads
2 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
Secret lovers: Chronicles of a f**ked up suburban family
#dark
#sex
#addiction
#erotic
#marriage
214 reads
5 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
The Triangle Mountain
From our hotel balcony, my sister and I have a panoramic view of Sedona's towering red rock formations. One of the red rock faces appears as a simple plane figure, a triangle. It stands out to us because it's simple. The past decades have not been simple, for either of us.
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
#marriage
#sex
#sister
167 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 4:13am
17th Jul 2024 4:13am
Dimension XXX
Somewhere up in The Milky Way
a constellation waits for us,
in infra red, and in X-ray,
shot out by pulsar blunderbuss
so nebulae will stay in flux
to power Cupid's cosmic dart,
for an infinitude of fucks
and rapture in each other's heart.
And there we might forever stay
in neutron Yin, and proton Yang,
and gobs of space where we would play
as angels quenched by stellar Tang,
glittering, like a shooting star...
serving champaign and caviar.
a constellation waits for us,
in infra red, and in X-ray,
shot out by pulsar blunderbuss
so nebulae will stay in flux
to power Cupid's cosmic dart,
for an infinitude of fucks
and rapture in each other's heart.
And there we might forever stay
in neutron Yin, and proton Yang,
and gobs of space where we would play
as angels quenched by stellar Tang,
glittering, like a shooting star...
serving champaign and caviar.
#marriage
196 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 9:49am
15th Jul 2024 9:49am
when whore house was fun
When a whore house was fun
I sat down to write about flowers, those often
called weeds and grows on untended pavements
but another thought got in the way as I recalled
that flowers in a whore house are usually plastic
except for a chrysanthemum on
a painting on a wall of an artistic whore
I have had much fun in houses of ill-repute
it is not only sex but also laughter and dance
The girls liked young sailors and the possibility
of a steady relationship.
It did happen to a sailor coming home from Brazil
with a blushing bride,...
I sat down to write about flowers, those often
called weeds and grows on untended pavements
but another thought got in the way as I recalled
that flowers in a whore house are usually plastic
except for a chrysanthemum on
a painting on a wall of an artistic whore
I have had much fun in houses of ill-repute
it is not only sex but also laughter and dance
The girls liked young sailors and the possibility
of a steady relationship.
It did happen to a sailor coming home from Brazil
with a blushing bride,...
#aging
#dating
#marriage
#nostalgia
#teens
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
My Former Coworker's New Husband has a Mullet
They are the picture of happiness
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
#food
#marriage
#relationships #funny
#relationships #funny
134 reads
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
10th Jul 2024 7:21pm
10th Jul 2024 7:21pm
just rip it off already
she called me one night
outta nowhere
said she got my number from my aunt
{that's a whole other fucked up ball of wax right there}
& did I know how to reach him
she was desperate
any day now she was expecting
{...his...twins...}
not at all surprised
I sighed
listened to her tell how he'd tried to shoot her
shaking my head in disbelief
because even then...she stayed
abuse is a crushing iron fist
I get it
{that one especially}
as she sobbed about how he vanished
not long after their...
outta nowhere
said she got my number from my aunt
{that's a whole other fucked up ball of wax right there}
& did I know how to reach him
she was desperate
any day now she was expecting
{...his...twins...}
not at all surprised
I sighed
listened to her tell how he'd tried to shoot her
shaking my head in disbelief
because even then...she stayed
abuse is a crushing iron fist
I get it
{that one especially}
as she sobbed about how he vanished
not long after their...
#deception
#LifeStruggles
#marriage #MovingOn
#marriage #MovingOn
200 reads
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 00:44am
6th Jul 2024 00:44am
The Vow
love shown in caresses of gnarled hands
dried out from the spring of youth
skins worn like old Cashmere
that once as in love draped around
shoulders and ample bosom
hair grey highlighted with white
framed her sweet face once so pretty
love in honesty shone through his eyes
as he touched her face vowing eternal
the love of them together in a golden circle
dried out from the spring of youth
skins worn like old Cashmere
that once as in love draped around
shoulders and ample bosom
hair grey highlighted with white
framed her sweet face once so pretty
love in honesty shone through his eyes
as he touched her face vowing eternal
the love of them together in a golden circle
#love
#marriage
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2024 7:26pm
22nd Jun 2024 7:26pm
Wedding Vow
It feels just like an 808
going off inside my bones
Alongside this heart monitor
keeping time with its broken tones
It sounds like our song is playing
down in the emergency room
Where the atmosphere is sterile
and where the ROSE is off the bloom
We said we’d grow old together
Was THAT supposed to be right now?
We’ve held each other through the worst
like it said in our wedding vow
“For better’s” around the corner
or I don’t get the silly joke
Maybe we’ll get lucky once
before both of us up and...
going off inside my bones
Alongside this heart monitor
keeping time with its broken tones
It sounds like our song is playing
down in the emergency room
Where the atmosphere is sterile
and where the ROSE is off the bloom
We said we’d grow old together
Was THAT supposed to be right now?
We’ve held each other through the worst
like it said in our wedding vow
“For better’s” around the corner
or I don’t get the silly joke
Maybe we’ll get lucky once
before both of us up and...
#aging
#death
#marriage
217 reads
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2024 3:35am
22nd Jun 2024 3:35am
Snuffed Pilot Light
Once I moved up two flights of stairs
Yeah... With the woman of my dreams
We lived with a dog and two cats
Forever ago - now it seems
We got married at a courthouse
and slowly drove each other nuts
And our fights might last half an hour
Where we'd chew out each other's butts
We were living for the weekends
On a Dollar Tree type budget
Could not tell you how we made it
But it's nothing I'll soon forget
Forever is not long enough
and the reaper's never bluffed
It's been tough living without her
since someone's...
Yeah... With the woman of my dreams
We lived with a dog and two cats
Forever ago - now it seems
We got married at a courthouse
and slowly drove each other nuts
And our fights might last half an hour
Where we'd chew out each other's butts
We were living for the weekends
On a Dollar Tree type budget
Could not tell you how we made it
But it's nothing I'll soon forget
Forever is not long enough
and the reaper's never bluffed
It's been tough living without her
since someone's...
#aging
#death
#marriage
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
#marriage
#NewYear
#romantic
#sea
#war
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