Chasin' Chickens

[My Erotic Tale]

I throw my sword in the sand
and say, "No more!'
then pick it up with the other hand

I face the night planning tomorrow
not to be another plant in a row
the day finds me knee deep in a mud

I will live my life to the fullest
with a flack vest is safest
don't get caught with your pants down

I dream of you in sultry ways
then say "Hi" during our passing days
grasping moments of fleeting glances

 

[My Erotic Tale]

FOUNTAIN OF LUST


She wraps her fingers
around it's base

opens her mouth
for the awaiting blast

to capture the liquid
that'll quench her desires

life giving wetness
fountain streams higher

tongue extended
ready to lap the stray

buttons pushed
for the cumming spray

red lips that thirst
what the hands cohurst

the throat soaked
when the wetness explodes

her mouth at the spicket
with a grin thats wicked

Licking her lips
finger swipe drip

quenching her thirst
at the fountain of lust

 

[My Erotic Tale]

revision and tweaked <grin>
this one was fun

FOUNTAIN OF LUST


She wraps her fingers
around it's base

opens her mouth
for the awaiting blast

to capture the liquid
that'll quench her desires

red lips that thirst
the hands cohurst power

buttons pushed
for the cumming spray

tongue extended
ready to lap the stray

life giving wetness
fountain streams higher

wetness explodes
soaking the throat entirely

Licking her lips
finger swipe drip

her mouth at the spicket
with a grin thats wicked

quenching her thirst
at the fountain of lust

 

[Du Lac]

Wow.. fun and hot Art lol...
on my knees saying more more
du~

FOUNTAIN OF LUST


She wraps her fingers
around it's base

opens her mouth
for the awaiting blast

to capture the liquid
that'll quench her desires

life giving wetness
fountain streams higher

tongue extended
ready to lap the stray

buttons pushed
for the cumming spray

red lips that thirst
what the hands cohurst

the throat soaked
when the wetness explodes

her mouth at the spicket
with a grin thats wicked

Licking her lips
finger swipe drip

quenching her thirst
at the fountain of lust

 

[Du Lac]

I made many changes to this hope it is the Finale!!! So you know I wrote it with a disturbing breaking pattern in the rhymth on purpose. I did not want to poem in those parts to flow easily. I wanted it to feel unbalanced because it is speaking of a state of being that is not harmonious.... does it work??? just wondering about the punctuation... oh hell here it is..
du~

Medusa's Chant

Metal on metal singing through the air,
closed eyes of Eve now open to see.
Haunting madness of the shackled song,
incessant humming of her mind.

Medusa’s bones chant to Paradise's prisoner,
Eve cries to a God of exiled beliefs.
Darkness circling, buried suffrage
echoing within the labyrinth of stone hearts.

Screams pour forth from the night,
pebbles line the sacred circles,
reflective pasts of beating hearts,
Lilith's song a fettered memory.

Medusa's tears plummet from the sky,
chalices overflow with sacred rain,
hardened souls of drunken men
swilling the salty nectar.

Keening squall marinates crag hymns,
clamorous cries of silent voices,
shattering Medha's mask,
spilt blood banishes synthetic creeds.

From afar Lilith whispers the name covertly cradled,
boundless garden Eden bane of restrictive gates.
Casually Lilith strolls into Eve's awaiting embrace,
labyrinth swoons as the souls of adamant men wake.

On the wings of owls, hawks and sparrows,
Medusa's hymn floats on a celestial breeze,
Lilith's slumbering soul drunk on the melody,
the spiraling gossamer of unfulfilled dreams.

Maze center drawn nigh,
mouth to mouth Eve and Lilith,
ghostly shadows Athena and Medusa,
ecliptic souls hum the chant of balanced natures.

Standing witness amongst rubble of stone,
tendrilled male hearts, a pulsing canticle.
Castrated myths of separate paths,
Sophia's veil a dissolving shield.

Medusa's head a rising moon,
harbored in the arms of Abraxas.
Immortal beauty in symmetry restored,
living within the Ouroboros.

dlt © April 19 2005

TA DA done!!! thank God... du lac~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

This is Green 'E' material...green with envy <grin>

awesome poem Du, I mean it, I read alot and this is paramount
I saw it sprout and grow and bud, ....<grin>

I made many changes to this hope it is the Finale!!! So you know I wrote it with a disturbing breaking pattern in the rhymth on purpose. I did not want to poem in those parts to flow easily. I wanted it to feel unbalanced because it is speaking of a state of being that is not harmonious.... does it work??? just wondering about the punctuation... oh hell here it is..
du~

Medusa's Chant

Metal on metal singing through the air,
closed eyes of Eve now open to see.
Haunting madness of the shackled song,
incessant humming of her mind.

Medusa’s bones chant to Paradise's prisoner,
Eve cries to a God of exiled beliefs.
Darkness circling, buried suffrage
echoing within the labyrinth of stone hearts.

Screams pour forth from the night,
pebbles line the sacred circles,
reflective pasts of beating hearts,
Lilith's song a fettered memory.

Medusa's tears plummet from the sky,
chalices overflow with sacred rain,
hardened souls of drunken men
swilling the salty nectar.

Keening squall marinates crag hymns,
clamorous cries of silent voices,
shattering Medha's mask,
spilt blood banishes synthetic creeds.

From afar Lilith whispers the name covertly cradled,
boundless garden Eden bane of restrictive gates.
Casually Lilith strolls into Eve's awaiting embrace,
labyrinth swoons as the souls of adamant men wake.

On the wings of owls, hawks and sparrows,
Medusa's hymn floats on a celestial breeze,
Lilith's slumbering soul drunk on the melody,
the spiraling gossamer of unfulfilled dreams.

Maze center drawn nigh,
mouth to mouth Eve and Lilith,
ghostly shadows Athena and Medusa,
ecliptic souls hum the chant of balanced natures.

Standing witness amongst rubble of stone,
tendrilled male hearts, a pulsing canticle.
Castrated myths of separate paths,
Sophia's veil a dissolving shield.

Medusa's head a rising moon,
harbored in the arms of Abraxas.
Immortal beauty in symmetry restored,
living within the Ouroboros.

dlt © April 19 2005

TA DA done!!! thank God... du lac~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

the world at my feet

Flowers are trees
shelter, fallen leaves
pebbles are boulders
and straw, tall towers

Dry Earth crack, canyons
and dirt clod, mountains
an ant trail valley
and tree limb highways

for bees that are buzzing
dragonflies flying
ants that are working
and lady bugs farming

worms that are digging
grass that is growing
the small but not meek
the world at my feet

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Medusa's Chant

Metal on metal singing through the air,
closed eyes of Eve now open to see.
Haunting madness of the shackled song,
incessant humming of her mind.

Medusa’s bones chant to Paradise's prisoner,
Eve cries to a God of exiled beliefs.
Darkness circling, buried suffrage
echoing within the labyrinth of stone hearts.

Screams pour forth from the night,
pebbles line the sacred circles,
reflective pasts of beating hearts,
Lilith's song a fettered memory.

Medusa's tears plummet from the sky,
chalices overflow with sacred rain,
hardened souls of drunken men
swilling the salty nectar.

Keening squall marinates crag hymns,
clamorous cries of silent voices,
shattering Medha's mask,
spilt blood banishes synthetic creeds.

From afar Lilith whispers the name covertly cradled,
boundless garden Eden bane of restrictive gates.
Casually Lilith strolls into Eve's awaiting embrace,
labyrinth swoons as the souls of adamant men wake.

On the wings of owls, hawks and sparrows,
Medusa's hymn floats on a celestial breeze,
Lilith's slumbering soul drunk on the melody,
the spiraling gossamer of unfulfilled dreams.

Maze center drawn nigh,
mouth to mouth Eve and Lilith,
ghostly shadows Athena and Medusa,
ecliptic souls hum the chant of balanced natures.

Standing witness amongst rubble of stone,
tendrilled male hearts, a pulsing canticle.
Castrated myths of separate paths,
Sophia's veil a dissolving shield.

Medusa's head a rising moon,
harbored in the arms of Abraxas.
Immortal beauty in symmetry restored,
living within the Ouroboros.


I wanted to keep this present <grin>

awesome , paramount, extremely intellegent
Highly motivating, mystique and marvelous poem

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Lucky Sucker


Her tongue rolls over
a red oval ...

savoring it's flavor.

Licking her lips
resembling a kiss ...

in a sensual manner.

Long lapping licks
holding the stick ...

little smacking pucker.

Engulfing gust
of an open mouth ...

what a lucky 'sucker'.

 

[Du Lac]

Thank you thank you thank you ... I worked hard on this one and I love it so much....
du~

Medusa's Chant

Metal on metal singing through the air,
closed eyes of Eve now open to see.
Haunting madness of the shackled song,
incessant humming of her mind.

Medusa’s bones chant to Paradise's prisoner,
Eve cries to a God of exiled beliefs.
Darkness circling, buried suffrage
echoing within the labyrinth of stone hearts.

Screams pour forth from the night,
pebbles line the sacred circles,
reflective pasts of beating hearts,
Lilith's song a fettered memory.

Medusa's tears plummet from the sky,
chalices overflow with sacred rain,
hardened souls of drunken men
swilling the salty nectar.

Keening squall marinates crag hymns,
clamorous cries of silent voices,
shattering Medha's mask,
spilt blood banishes synthetic creeds.

From afar Lilith whispers the name covertly cradled,
boundless garden Eden bane of restrictive gates.
Casually Lilith strolls into Eve's awaiting embrace,
labyrinth swoons as the souls of adamant men wake.

On the wings of owls, hawks and sparrows,
Medusa's hymn floats on a celestial breeze,
Lilith's slumbering soul drunk on the melody,
the spiraling gossamer of unfulfilled dreams.

Maze center drawn nigh,
mouth to mouth Eve and Lilith,
ghostly shadows Athena and Medusa,
ecliptic souls hum the chant of balanced natures.

Standing witness amongst rubble of stone,
tendrilled male hearts, a pulsing canticle.
Castrated myths of separate paths,
Sophia's veil a dissolving shield.

Medusa's head a rising moon,
harbored in the arms of Abraxas.
Immortal beauty in symmetry restored,
living within the Ouroboros.


I wanted to keep this present <grin>

awesome , paramount, extremely intellegent
Highly motivating, mystique and marvelous poem

 

[bluerains]

Thank you thank you thank you ... I worked hard on this one and I love it so much....
du~

du~ am glad you found your ending..powerful resonation and depth ...when you post it I shall put it in my favorites...what a tale...blue

 

[My Erotic Tale]

du~ am glad you found your ending..powerful resonation and depth ...when you post it I shall put it in my favorites...what a tale...blue

favorites, I heard that this week, I hadn't tried the new
skin and update my favs, but I guess that will be a weekend
project and a grand Idea blue~

and love the new pic....excellent....

 

[My Erotic Tale]

~Wood Ghosts Gathering~

Deep in the Forest
where trees come to life
in dances with the wind,
shrubs shake and shimmer
in breezy rattled chants,
vines that twist and gnarl
in choking holds grasps.

A moaning breeze awakes
the leaves to rattle and rustle
cloaking the many legs
hustled in silent shuffle
those that know the walk
of soundless moving trails
understand this ghostly rehlm

Mingled thorns, horn vines and limbs
in a moments pricking stillness
keen dark eyes peering
an ability to sense presence
that is un-president
stag bone handled knives
are a Trophy's lament

Faster than a gust of wind,
camoflauged with invisibility
a wood ghost reeks of no hostility
but under the full moons shining glow
wood ghosts feast
in black meadows.

White flags raised at a coyotes call
timber walkers shadows prance
to the woodlands open draws
under a wild and star lite darkness
'Doe' like eyes are fire fly beams
for a New 'Buck Skin' valiant victor

Restless anticipation of ceremony
The ancient woodland gathering
Horns lanced high over a ridge
peircing a silouted hung moon
the proud New studding host
and New King of the ....Wood Ghosts!

 

[My Erotic Tale]

I have to tweak it but what do you think?

~Wood Ghosts Gathering~

Deep in the Forest
where trees come to life
in dances with the wind,
shrubs shake and shimmer
in breezy rattled chants,
vines that twist and gnarl
in choking holds grasps.

A moaning breeze awakes
the leaves to rattle and rustle
cloaking the many legs
hustled in silent shuffle
those that know the walk
of soundless moving trails
understand this ghostly rehlm

Mingled thorns, horn vines and limbs
in a moments pricking stillness
keen dark eyes peering
an ability to sense presence
that is un-president
stag bone handled knives
are a Trophy's lament

Faster than a gust of wind,
camoflauged with invisibility
a wood ghost reeks of no hostility
but under the full moons shining glow
wood ghosts feast
in black meadows.

White flags raised at a coyotes call
timber walkers shadows prance
to the woodlands open draws
under a wild and star lite darkness
'Doe' like eyes are fire fly beams
for a New 'Buck Skin' valiant victor

Restless anticipation of ceremony
The ancient woodland gathering
Horns lanced high over a ridge
peircing a silouted hung moon
the proud New studding host
and New King of the ....Wood Ghosts!

 

[bluerains]

reminds me

I have to tweak it but what do you think?

of de lint...am wondering now if any new books by him...going to library to check...the tapping to the dreaming tree was a good read...

other than realm being typo ...its grand...blue

 

[My Erotic Tale]

I was afraid of this...hehehe
a Wood Ghost is a .... "Deer"


wow, blue I like that saying in your siggy
Relm?

so Du, whens the devue!

~Wood Ghosts Gathering~

Deep in the Forest
where trees come to life
in dances with the wind,
shrubs shake and shimmer
in breezy rattled chants,
vines that twist and gnarl
in choking holds grasps.

A moaning breeze awakes
the leaves to rattle and rustle
cloaking the many legs
hustled in silent shuffle
those that know the walk
of soundless moving trails
understand this ghostly rehlm

Mingled thorns, horn vines and limbs
in a moments pricking stillness
keen dark eyes peering
an ability to sense presence
that is un-president
stag bone handled knives
are a Trophy's lament

Faster than a gust of wind,
camoflauged with invisibility
a wood ghost reeks of no hostility
but under the full moons shining glow
wood ghosts feast
in black meadows.

White flags raised at a coyotes call
timber walkers shadows prance
to the woodlands open draws
under a wild and star lite darkness
'Doe' like eyes are fire fly beams
for a New 'Buck Skin' valiant victor

Restless anticipation of ceremony
The ancient woodland gathering
Horns lanced high over a ridge
peircing a silouted hung moon
the proud New studding host
and New King of the ....Wood Ghosts!

 

[My Erotic Tale]

I sit on the edge
of a garden pool
a trickling fountains
dripping sound soothes

My finger twirls
the waters surface
I sense and feel
of rippled purpose

At a response to my
fingers movement
a Koi comes near
rather inquisitive

It turned it's head
for a better look
at me looking back
from the garden brick

two worlds so close
the surface dividing line
as it swims away
wondering of its mind

 

[My Erotic Tale]

ok Du don't get excited this is my way to break down and decifer the elements that make up the affinity of the cosmic universe and what to do with them ...hehehehe"don't say bend over " <laughing>


'Star Dust'

earth and fire fought for years under
the suns sweltering molden abyss of hell
molten swirls and streams a river around
where metals lava and earth mound

wind was an angel that was cool
the earth found form with her rule
fire submerged and centered
under earthly wind blown crust

fire controlled the under world
earth made a stand and towered
while wind above them sailed
was when water came to prevail

the cooling waters came in rains
divided the world between land and sea
over the fire and under the sun
the wind blows forever in howelling song

I say the soul is an element above the mix >>>
"a thought" is not water, wind, earth, fire .....

water <<<<life giver
fire <<<earth core and sun
wind <<< angelic mystic creator
earth <<<solid, source, firm, fregments of all things
life <<<< the original concept eleminates a fifth element,
the other four make up life, water <organs> fire <warmth>
wind <breath> earth <bones>

heres the tricky part...
fire needs wind/air to live ...earth doesn't
water needs earth to hold her and as we know puts fire
in its place <steaming grin>


theres more...its late Ill work the formula tomorrow
<but "SEE" what i meant?.....>>>>>> now that's what I meant...grin...

and that 'aqua' stanza was suppose to be this ...but sadly aint...


ending ?? like only DEEPER...<grin>
the star dust that sails through affinity that plant our seed
still sails the vacant void of spaces endless seas for time
may be the only gap in a realm <grin> under the same elements
and conditions and spiritual blessings.

 

[Du Lac]

No freakin here ........

Lovely Art.. writing mystical zen is not easy is it babe??? lol... I like the basics here.. I think we need to meditate on it and let it flow with in the water of our souls... it will all come. I took a scientific look at water lol.. oh so not me but found it so interesting...
Water is unique in so many ways.

Water is unique in that it is the only natural substance that is found in all three states -- liquid, solid (ice), and gas (steam) -- at the temperatures normally found on Earth. Earth's water is constantly interacting, changing, and in movement.

Water is called the "universal solvent" because it dissolves more substances than any other liquid. This means that wherever water goes, either through the ground or through our bodies, it takes along valuable chemicals, minerals, and nutrients. Water is unusual in that the solid form, ice, is less dense than the liquid form, which is why ice floats.

Water has a very high surface tension. In other words, water is sticky and elastic, and tends to clump together in drops rather than spread out in a thin film. Surface tension is responsible for capillary action, which allows water (and its dissolved substances) to move through the roots of plants and through the tiny blood vessels in our bodies.

The hydrogen atoms are "attached" to one side of the oxygen atom, resulting in a water molecule having a positive charge on the side where the hydrogen atoms are and a negative charge on the other side, where the oxygen atom is. Since opposite electrical charges attract, water molecules tend to attract each other, making water kind of "sticky."

This lead me to the yin yang and the I Ching... the interconnection of all things and the 5 elements. I think we are onto a great write honey. I love the series of poems thought. One dedicated to each element but each rising from the other. Just like the universal principle of the I Ching. so .. that being said here is my stanza ... where it works we still have to find out. I am still working on it this is rough but it gives you an idea of where I am so we can move forward. This is so much fun!!!!

Water the element of change,
Molecule gymnastics, flowing opposites,
Light into dark twisting negative to positive.
Yin and yang of rain.

So what do you think?
du~
PS part of writing mystically is about writing in Code. That is what Medusa is ... a poem of codes~ somewhat like what Durher does in his N. Ren. engravings of the 15th century. Now do you understand what I do and why I research so much?

 

[Du Lac]

heres the tricky part...
fire needs wind/air to live ...earth doesn't
water needs earth to hold her and as we know puts fire
in its place <steaming grin>

Maybe this will help.... look at it as a rising theory... earth does need air and wind... change... erosion, carrying of seeds, oxygen is the negative of water H2O... water is much needed in the earth... erosion, food for plants, minerals, etc.. so rising forces from each other.. hope all this helps... I ching baby lol
du~
These five material agents are wood-fire-earth-metal-water and are grouped either in the order by which they produce one another (wood gives rise to fire, fire gives rise to earth, earth gives rise to metal, metal gives rise to water, water gives rise to earth, etc.) or the order by which they are conquered by one another: fire is conquered by water, water is conquered by earth, earth is conquered by wood, wood is conquered by metal, and metal is conquered by fire, etc. Each of these orders can be used to explain the progression of change in just about everything. When the modern western physicist talks about the unification of the five forces (electromagnetic force, strong force, weak force, gravity, color force), that person is not conceiving these five forces as spilling into or conquering one another; this physicist would consider it absurd to apply any of these forces to anything other than mechanical or atomic physics. The five agents, however, is a metaphysical explanation of the progression of change that is meant to be applied to every phenomenon one encounters in this changing universe: politics, ethics, music, biology, time, seasons, history, etc

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Title? The zen of water

Water the element of change, ...<<<< first stanza, Du >
Molecule gymnastics, flowing opposites,
Light into dark twisting negative to positive.
Yin and yang of rain.

<taps my fingers> ...'thinking'

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Title? The zen of water

Water the element of change, ...<<<< first stanza, Du >
Molecule gymnastics, flowing opposites,
Light into dark twisting negative to positive.
Yin and yang of rain.

Liquids life of cycling dawns,
mystic mornings mist levitates and rises
molded, manipulated and drawn by gravity,
showering a sunset.


......thus far.........
rolls the ball back to Du <grin>





<taps my fingers> ...'thinking'

okay Du, where ya want a go...hehehe
I like the setting of the ying and yang right off
that set the poem on a strong foundation

ideas:
<<<< splashes into a thousand drops
and pools back into one >>>><<<<<scorched
by the sun, held by earth, whipped by the wind,>>>
<<<<giver of life, necessity, taker as well,
(unable to breath it)>>> <<<softest substance
can not hold it, strike it and its not there>>>
<<<one drop of water is minimal, but banned
together they can make a wave>>>>

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Title? The zen of water

Water the element of change, ...<<<< first stanza, Du >
Molecule gymnastics, flowing opposites,
Light into dark twisting negative to positive.
Yin and yang of rain.

Liquids life of cycling dawns,
mystic mornings mist levitates and rises
molded, manipulated and drawn by gravity,
showering a sunset.


......thus far.........
rolls the ball back to Du <grin>

 

[Du Lac]

okay were do we want to go next... connections of water with all things? earth /water connection? travels of a rain drop? or the elements flexiblility etc ?
let me know and I will write lol..
du~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

okay were do we want to go next... connections of water with all things? earth /water connection? travels of a rain drop? or the elements flexiblility etc ?
let me know and I will write lol..
du~

I thought about this last night...how and what to write...
when you wrote: the ying and yang of rain,
I wrote about that...now where? <hehehe>

I thought I cycled the rain up then down...sunrise sunset
follow the rain trail <grin> it pelts the earth..quenching to flooding
rainbow or terror creeks swell and rise alive
now it shows its fury in one way...raging rapids rivers of life
the very life veins of earth.....then perhaps...the next stanza
the vast oceans and seven seas water world...blue ball
then cycles...of hurricanes...where wind and water combine
their fury and then the ideas I jotted down....
waters softest substance ...thousand parts gather and make one
unity...the sea...
I hope that helps Du, I can only say follow the the water...
it fell on a sunset raining... now it drenches, pools runs in rivers
and creeks and what does it do? sustain and refresh? Destroy?
the many rain drops an mists flow to form one big drop of water
in space <grin>

watching with watchful eyes...<grinin>