Poems About the Morning Published by Members Recently Online
#morning
THE CRACK OF DAWN
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #morning
#rhyming #morning
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THE CRACK OF DAWN
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #morning
#rhyming #morning
289 reads
3 Comments
THE CRACK OF DAWN
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #morning
#rhyming #morning
289 reads
3 Comments
THE CRACK OF DAWN
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #morning
#rhyming #morning
289 reads
3 Comments
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
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The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
409 reads
10 Comments
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
409 reads
10 Comments
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
409 reads
10 Comments
The art of the craft
In the quest to unraveling, an revealing the understanding of the unknown, venturing into the realms of the forgotten knowledge and ancient wisdom of old, heading down paths so cold in different directions, with no warmth or any heat to help comfort the soul, yet we persevere forward in pursuit of power and control, some sort of reassurance or even a strong hold, over the art of the craft, performances, pictures, artwork, books, films, even stories have been told, yet even within science and math all done seeking to acquire to master the art of the craft.
...
...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
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10 Comments
Ode To Caffeine
When I first heard of you, I didn't know what to expect
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
#funny
#morning
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Ode To Caffeine
When I first heard of you, I didn't know what to expect
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
#funny
#morning
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17 Comments
Busted in the Morning
Good Morning,
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
#morning
#food
#rhyming
#aging
#boredom
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Morning Published by Members Recently Online