30 Poems in 30 Days

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 16

Hope Tomorrow Never comes

Tonight,
is the night before
a hot fuck slut becomes
a pampered mommy-to-be.
I beg! Don’t make me your princess!
Don’t tell, show me you will still want me.
Retiring your depraved fuck bunny isn't kindness
Constant, solicitous, gentleness is a vile form of hell!

I freely bear your children with joy and desire.
Isn’t that worth something in return?



(I know this is more ranting than poetry. I'm not sure where it is coming from, but I really needed to get it out and look at it)

 

[clock1]

1-15

I met a proud married
lesbian mommy
through her poetry
and realized
how lucky a child
she has

I read words and verbs
gives with takes
(take two)
and thoroughly enjoyed
her point of view

I read of loves and lives
as she shared the lines
with lovers
and strangers alike

she opens eyes
with words she writes
leaving mouths agape

she applies inspiration
without trepidation

she patiently waits

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-1

(Okay... attemping this again since vacation is over...)


Empty Imperfection

The stench of every mistake
scents my pillow
Bedtime introduces
aching reminders of humanness,
perfection unattained.
Groans of regret
meet the empty darkness
as my hand reaches
for your vacant space.

 

[Remec]

1-15

Quietly, I
wait for the
screaming to
stop upstairs,

day in,
night out,
they seem to
always be at
each other

tooth and claw,
words and accusations,
I sigh and turn my
television up a little more.

I never have understood
a love like theirs.
-----

 

[Safe_Bet]

Goodbye Love Monkey Link

Elton was talking to us.
Need to put away girly fun;
to take the cure for hedonism.

There is a job to do alone;
more important than silly games.
So it’s time to go, little fella.

We both know this must be done.
Don't make it harder than it already is.
I’ll miss you. Now shoo.

Please, oh please,
come back some day.

 

[Remec]

1-16 Protest

Eyes sting,
knees ache,
lung and back
pulse from exertion

not unexpected,
but only half-imagined
to be experienced

What did...
Who do they...
Why...

The whole world is
still watching,
but no one really
cares.

Did they ever?
-----

 

[loststar]

1-1 wow i must be insane

fred likes me
speach impaired awesome sputters
conecting touches
behaving within bounds
fine-ly understood

buzz

deep dangerous secrets spill
in an honest world
in an honest way

smile

the posion is exhausted
warm need
fuzzy
happiness

holds

then
roller coasting
full range

thank god

thank fred
he smiled
and
conected

 

[clock1]

1-16

sweet sixteen
and never been kissed
or was I
furtive groping
on the back seat
in the back yard
of an engineless
Volkswagen beetle
both topless
touch resisting kissing
porch light flickering
messaging
from a clandestine sibling
mama on the prowl
crooked buttons slip away
"right here mama"

only sixteen
challenging the world
lessons living and life
inviting glances
dreams of romances
memory of kisses
unconsummated
love left to chances
second ones waiting
opportune time
everyone has sex but me
waiting still
for the thrill
touching a tongue to mine
never been kissed
Ah, sweet sixteen

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-2

Sin

Celestial vapor
wafts over stone-
a mortared circle
forming a path traced
by hoofs of demons
carrying temptation-
targeted weaknesses
to cause one to fall
prey to sin.
I’m captive to desire.
A mangy creature
offers me an apple.

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 18

Patience Link

like a twitching cat held still
impatience dislikes to wait.
Held immobile by force of will,
my desire must supplicate.

I feel as if I am a waiting pool,
anxious for love’s distraction.
Shimmering like a sullied jewel,
want holds a strong attraction.

Sense my desire for what will come;
endure the dread of what could be;
realize that this may give joy to some;
but brings only fear’s sad kiss to me.

I now must stay my ardent thirst;
contain the side that craves release;
must not allow the dam to burst.
I war against myself in hopes of peace.

Stiffling one’s nature is hard at best;
I am grateful the reward is worth the test.​

 

[clock1]

1-17

waiting for the rain
coming from the hurricane
today still sunny

 

[loststar]

1-2

my eyes are blue today
a steely blue with a hint of gray
they strike me in the mirror as I sit down to piss
they match my night dress
contrast my hair
my untameable wild choatic hair
they stand out against my bronze skin
in the middle of a round face
just above the fading scars
they sit there reflecting back the gaze that takes me in
only I shall see the beauty of this morning
for none are here to witnesses
this saddness adds to the mystery
of this my moment

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-3

Learned Distrust

Biting words echo through insane waves
and your hatred lingers in my heart.
I search for one who lovingly saves.

I wish I'd avoided from the start
your venom cloaked in Christian disguise
and your hatred lingers in my heart.

The day you forcefully parted thighs,
a wicked heart through hypocrisy;
your venom cloaked in Christian disguise.

To you, sex is no democracy.
I fearfully distrust to avoid
a wicked heart through hypocrisy.
My faith in people you have destroyed.

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 19

Lesbian Owls

I once went to a bar
and there sat two unhappy owls
who were in a bad mood
and drank with deep scowls.
I bought a few drinks
then made a friendly toast
and in a short time
we three became very close.
After a while together,
and many rounds of shooters,
they both looked at me and said
“Hey girl, nice hooters.”



(Okay, I admit it! I've got Ange's Zoo fetish comment on the brain. So sue me!)​

 

[Lady Reiha]

Ugh! Gotta start again >.< ( 1-1)

I gotta start again.
I hate that, failure.
Why am I so flaky?

I gotta start again,
this poem is so lame.
Fireball extreme.


I gotta start again,
But I'm so fricken tired,
I'll think of a better poem,
After my snooze break.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-4

The End of Fairy Tales

Fairies once flounced; dancing on cool breezes.
The creatures played past willow trees farthest
and gathered nectar before the freezes
transformed vibrant woods to frosty forest.

None were prepared for dark devastation.
Demon’s breath as winds of fiery torment
that scarred the woods and charred its foundation
replaced all music with fairies’ lament

The demon is gone. The nightmares live on.
Retreated deep within darkened realm,
fairies build walls behind which they’ve withdrawn
now as slaves under tasks that overwhelm.

In sweet laughter, they no longer delight.
May you never live their traumatic plight.

 

[loststar]

1-3

the part of me that is still his wife
cried today

she cried for the pain
of his actions
she cried for the wordy lonely nights
she cried because she cant find a way
though she can say that she has honestly tried

she tried being faithful
she tried stuffing it down
she tried to let him have his way
she said everything to make herself stay

she tried compromise
letting the fantasy's out to roam free
she tried to let herself be happy
but can not stand the pain

part of me lies every day
no one hears but me

the part of me that lied today
wishes that the part of me that cried today
would of just died today

better luck tommrow

 

[clock1]

1-18

eighteen
the legal age
oops
still can't drink
buy a car
go to jail
marry without
mama's say so
still can't drink
join the army
go to war
kill someone
die
still can't drink
used to be able to
before drinking
was taken away
eighteen
could no longer play
sign a contract
buy a gun
vote
oops
something eighteen
forgot to do

 

[clock1]

1-19

Goofy said to Donald
I like your Mickey Mouse
Cinderella’s Castle
Is just a great big house
Wonder Woman said to Super
Man that Kryptonite has bite
While Pooh and little Piglet
Split the scene
Dropping like Alice
Clean from sight.

Daffy Duck wag bugging
The bunny in the race
Finding Ninja Turtles
Set a torrid pace
Johnny set
The world on fire while
Ben stayed grounded
Solid as a rock
Don’t let the spider bite
You could turn green and mean

Roadrunner got to Acme
Before coyote fell
Little Red Riding Hood
Stopped to visit dwarfs
While Snow White was kissing frogs
Robin searched for Batman
Since Pluto was a planet
In a star forsaken sky
Everything you read
Is not the way it seems

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-5

PEARLS

Protection
Easing threat-
Agonizing jabs in softness
Remedy of self-preservation
Lasting until next invasion
Swish, swirl grinding again

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 20

Night Becoming Dawn. Link

Reminded of days past:
Running onto the field;
short skirts, sexy flirts;
tossed high at halftime;
held down by expectations.

Out of place. Unnatural.
Feeling dirty, feeling shame.
Bending to peer pressure
to jeer at the queer,
while sensing kinship.

Self hate for being me.
Detesting what I longed to be.
Loathing my desires
to become what I already was.
Sad dreams of ending it all.

First kiss from that pervert girl.
Feeling the tsunami of rightness;
freedom to be what I was anyway.
Dawn of understanding broke;
all became right with my world.



P.S. Thanks, Muse! Rah, rah!​

 

[AChild]

1-1 Reboot

"Give it up, Oh no, you know I've tried but it's just noooooooo use."

Chances

the dreams aint
really punishment for not living right
i am so kind to myself
hands of time burned/sticky
donating every whim
to my body

they come and mock motive
mirrors broken down to dust
woven blind yet some how laughing <wise cracks>
i don't sleep, i shift
lids fall, the cage closes
and the subjective is seen
an animal of impluse

bleed and feel the iron taste
of blood and the hurt of being pained on
purpose, that sick desperation that
turns into the nectar of rage

lose limbs mostly
eat teeth often because they turn out
to be nerd candy

every time the knife changes hand
wake jolted by the lack of script
focus
------------
So I tried to focus

Storm along the headrest
black birds conceal what sun it is to be a poet
in sleep i begged the gods of me
to change my definition
i became a ghost to them
unable to move things in their world
the horror of dreaming sleep
------------
bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllllllllllll

dum dum dum da-dum

Hey! "I only play games that I win at."

god's all gone
wrapped up
in head magic trying to be magic

who knows why children leave their first dreams
when freedom was a toy

half is true
mixed kid struggles with reality and perception
the universal plug is missing
on one side of the bridge waving as people
come back with porthole frescos
that run through savage passages
that some how take your eyes to the bridge
but push your feet farther away

split
the worlds known and seen
i know the world and hide the condom

beauty in the taste of
"I'll just put the tip in"
sin

slick my pen with feelings
let the ball roll toward twitchy oceans
ruined sheets and neighbor relations
the question answered by a red son

 

[loststar]

he collects tokens
he collects stories
he collects memories
that he freely shares
he lives life
in the moment
i
admire
that

 

[Safe_Bet]

1 - 21

Journalism

Every news story must contain:
Who did the murdering
What horror was committed
When were the innocents harmed
Where mutilated bodies can be found
How to find pictures of today’s atrocities
Film at 11:00

To me new(s) stories must contain:
Who worked at the homeless shelter
What is today’s flavor of the day
When will my lover awaken
Where will I see laughing children
How can there be such beautiful sunrises?
Film when I feel like it.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

2-6

Achievement Cycle

Race-
pressure lacks pleasure
Force unbearable
My all-or-nothing life
Drain-
emptying swirl
leading to nothingness-
relief then sloth and discontent.
Ready to refill.