30 Poems in 30 Days

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 11

Everlasting LustLink

I was once asked,
after passion wanes,
to recall the past;
to describe what remains.

I find it hard
to tell what is sensed;
to become a bard,
in words condensed.

Too many emotions brew,
after love’s sweet care.
to relate what I feel true,
in logics pure glare.

for all my feelings and desires are as a fire banked,
an everlasting lust not to be looked at, but thanked.


(Make sure to watch the video, Sassy. Talk about "Get a room!" Muahahaha!)​

 

[PandoraGlitters]

2-27

The first plaster was a fish, our morning
walked off waiting for the tide to pull out.
The higher beach looked dry but, one knuckle in,
it was dark and wet and perfect

under our hands so we dug the round back,
packed its lips and wove tail fins
with our fingers snaking through sandscape like eels.

I was ready to pour the plaster but you found the shell
for our fish, and then another, a small dark one, then
a bright rock, sea glass. Remember the butterfly

you advised, just before the pour. It took too long
to dry, but there we were in our fingersongs
one by one square of seascape held
by plaster to memory.

 

[sassynyc]

1-27

It crept slowly, as we lay
buried deep, in blue blades
and wildflowers.
Sleepy breezes, stirred and washed
over angular phantom limbs
while we happened to
the falling night.

 

[Remec]

1- 11 Marking Time

Do you remember
all those years gone by
like embers sparking off
the fire we sat around
roasting marshmellows
(for their own sake, not
for any s'mores) in the
lazy humid haze of one
more summer's passing?

Me either.

It seems like they all
just happened and we
turned around to find
that the end of summer
had been a start of, well,
nothing much of anything.
Work, eat, sleep, repeat.
If lucky, throw in a movie
or a night spent with friends
trying to recapture those
summer nights.

And the mornings after.
-----

 

[Safe_Bet]

Pre-Breeding Link

She is such a butch.
Treats me like her toy;
throws me on the bed.

I lay a splay as she watches.
Eyes lewd with want
she stands silently; staring.

Afire, she pins my arms;
held in domination.
She will be my man tonight.

Binding me with desire,
she takes her woman.
Kisses end with love bites.

Soft lips hide nipping teeth.
Her tongue a weapon used;
defeating all resistance.

She is set on being my man.
Gentle fingers curl into a harder form;
her need to fuck me is strong.

She fantasizes of breeding me
with a man-cum covered fist.
Forced deep; consummating.

Sperm bank opens at nine. ​

 

[sassynyc]

1-28

I have never been without
a place to lay my head
yet, I am homeless.
My heart rests nowhere.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

2-28 Banquet

Tonight when you look, and you will look
on me at the table, I will not eat alone.
Tonight I will light candles in the corners
softening the air of the room you peek

into through open blinds, through glass
maybe it is impossible to speak this intimacy
of you looking and me letting you. Tonight
I will enter wrapped in white silk that slides

down as I walk around the table, ceremoniously
lifting the fruit bowl, the tapers, taking it all
off as the silk drops. I will spread the white silk
over the table, smoothing it, climbing on top,

nude and pale in the embrace of your scope.
Here will be your perfect target, your eyes
invited to feast on this banquet
laid for your distant consumption.

 

[sassynyc]

1-29 Freedom

Freedom totes a hefty purse
with no bargains made.
You cannot make its acquaintance
until you part with precious currency.
Cost is a necessary evil, a casualty of war.

Blood is shed, in different shades of sacrifice.
Pioneers are the first to let go
of life, limb or comfort zone.
They make our beds
and we lay.

 

[clock1]

1-11

I raced as did cindarella
hoping pumpkins remained coaches
mice men
and slippers glass

my princess awaits
lest I tarry too long this muse too
will die
and I
shall be once again
at the beginning
of yet another fairy tale

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 13

Love Me Tonight Link

sitting in the bar
switch to whiskey
tastes like shit
but kills the pain

need to be special
to somebody
even for a few hours
someone; anyone

barland bullshit
poor peacock
trying to impress
stop wasting time
take me outta here

fuck me hard and fast
better than what's at home
name’s Sue, by the way
don't tell me yours

 

[Lady Reiha]

1-1 ( Children in play)

Winged child,
of my own dreams
where have you been?
I've missed you.

Winged child,
come follow me.
To a land of where
it rains.

My heart,
is crying
for comforting.

La la la di la di la la la
la di da la la.

Angel wings descend
over the rainbows above.

La la la di la di la la la
la di da la la.

Over..the rainbows above.

Winged child,
Of my old dreams
where have you gone?
I miss you.

Winged child,
Why those tears?
Please don't leave me now..
I need you.

Please...

I'll do anything,
to see you
smile once more.

 

[Remec]

1-12

I rub my wrists while
watching television,
.......repetitive dramas I
.......could almost recite by
.......heart, even if only
.......just seeing them,
and wish I could have
seen the real show,
.......that played out behind
.......my closed eyes and
.......bound form while
.......lying beneath you.
-----

 

[PandoraGlitters]

2-29 Self-help

Stop. Reset. Then
think about the thing you will regret
in fifteen years. Imagine the shape of that
unfulfilled wish, hold it in your arms
and then feel it dissolve;

yes. That regret.
Then imagine the things that might
prevent it. Then take the first
step to avert it:

a phone call,
a trip to the dentist,
proctologist, florist.

Maybe the task is to forgive,
remake friendships. Forge
anew old communities. Reunite
lost loves, mothers and children,
create a movement

to begin the future again
string and chalk in hand.

 

[clock1]

1-12

She used to be young and hot
Now she’s not
A little wrinkle from too much sun
A little age
From two much fun
A pound or two here or there
Ask her if she really cares
Breasts a little fuller
That I like
But looking further
to thunder thighs
Yes,
I avert my eyes.

She used to slide a leather dress
On a body that begged caress
The clothes she wears
Are fuller now
Baggy sweaters
And pants that somehow
Hint at something
Once admired
Lost forever
Though still desired.

She used to be passion’s patron
Saint until she became
A matron
Eyes still sparkle
Smile yet shines
While every memory of mine
Remembers her as hot
Though today
She’s not.

 

[Lady Reiha]

1-2 (Festival of Queens)

The unrealism skies,
show me no remorse,
for the festival rains with stars.

A beautiful dress for the queen,
of the beautiful floral town.
Her hair like golden rod,

Coming from the distant moon;
the jewel between your eye,
so bewitching.

A festival of souls,
it claims me;
into eternal happiness,
under the moon.

Holding hands under stars,
we look up;
why can't this feeling last forever?
Fireworks within the colours
of stardust winds.

 

[Lady Reiha]

1-3 ( Gingerbread)

In a melody,
Far beyond my dreams,
I wish to see you my love.

Why can I be there?
Far beyond my dreams,
I wish to be with you now.

Angels dance beyond,
the white mistletoe,
I wish to be with you,yeah...

Jolly good bells, dancing silver wishes,
On boat going to rome.
In my own heart, I was stirring; thinking.
Am I on my way home?

Silver Moonlight,
During midnight,
Past the off chance,
Of my last dance-
Will you come to
grasp my hand, you-

In distant, fond memories.

This is a blatant curse,
not a local dream.
I live in a cookie world.
I wish to be like,
a normal girl,
but my mind won't let that go.

So I ask again,
When did it begin,
When did I lose my mind?
Distant memories,
far beyond my dreams.
I wish to see you again..

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 14

Tear Me Down Link

Hot tongues swirl thru pools
of joyously swapped spit.
Losing emotional control,
she forecloses on my soul.

I need her hot fuck;
the passion beyond lust,
where minds are useless
and only spasms exist.

Want to be torn down -
urban renewal of my id;
then rebuilt as a monument
to all that is orgasmic.​

 

[Remec]

1-13

There once was an old man from Lincoln,
who's love life had started him thinking,
sure I had lots of sluts,
but I should've laid off the drugs,
'cause that's probably why my cock has been shrinking.

-----

 

[PandoraGlitters]

2-30

ghost lights
bob between fan blades
as i see you now
against my lids
like a ring
master

 

[clock1]

1-13

Oblong

She said
“you are being obtuse”
(with a smile or a smirk)
I claimed impossibility
pointing out
I was oblong.
She laughed
and I knew I
was on the right track
Since “they say”
she is yours
if she views you
As funny
(not that kind-though some do)
but rather ha ha
now,
if I could only get her
to touch my arm.

 

[sassynyc]

1-30 On Freedom - I Am

I am
Freedom.
I am the channel
to which, all is tuned.
The cycles of life and death
dance pirouettes around my circumference.
I’ve held them on a string, since the dawn of time.

My love for your smallest accomplishments
is greater, than your deepest pain
at the hands of man.

My sorrow irrigates riverbeds, and feeds brethren streams
until they collect, in an aquatic family tree.
I am current, and the lunar pull on the tide.
I am rhythm, dancing, free.

My heartburn is Kilimanjaro, dormant
I gather cooled ashes, of myself and soothe
what bubbles beneath.

My boredom yawns the Santa Ana winds
and stirs my muse for poetry in motion.
I stand back and admire myself, as free verse.

My joy is the sun, making love to the moon.
This is the genius of time, and infinite proof
of love, everlasting.

I have seen everything twice
and lived it all, in your lifetimes.

I am that I am.
I am freedom.

 

[Lady Reiha]

1-4

Her eyes deep blue with sorrow,
for a hope of a better tomorrow.
Her hair shines brightly like dew,
within the day that has started anew.

A young lad walks by in tow,
A simple wave, hello and bow.
Her eyes glimmer and glee,
at the sight of thee,
the boy of no where to go.

So this is a story of love,
It's path descended by doves.
A beautiful embrace,
A possible disgrace-
for that girl is none other than,
A princess.

So the story continues on,
at the break of next day's dawn.
So please, watch for it soon.

 

[Remec]

1-14 Cocktail Party

She stands
across the room
but I can still
hear each word

as she mingles
and plays the role
I gave her for
the night.

I watch with my
ears while never
bothering to look
towards where she

is unless it is
to get the attention
of someone else.
I already have hers.
-----

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 15

Dreams of Payback Link

Raped
worth nothing
thrown out like trash.

Shame
self loathing
must be my fault

Hate
sweet revenge
die mother fucker die

Justice
fulfilled desire
Silent Scream of Rage

 

[clock1]

1-14

there were some
though not the ones
desired
happenstance devoid
of consequences
errors committed
not contested

there were others
sometimes the ones
desired
circumstances devoid
of recognition
commitments notwithstanding
uncontested

the hook
is never seen
only felt
just as time has passed
for avoidance
but not regret

there was nothing
predicting the ones
desired
predictions devoid
of truths spoken by
contestants