Chasin' Chickens

My Erotic Tale said:
every single one of you, inspired me <grin>

Turn on the music
pulling off the shirt
slowly
big biceps expose
point my finger there
you know
pecks
taught and released
wiggle chest
nipples
bulls eye targets

ooops
my pants dropped
kick them away,
did I mention
I don't wear under wear <grin>

hanging
swinging my hips
to the music
swaying side to side

what's that you say?
up and down?
I jump up and down

my cock flops
against my belly
slapping, tapping, waggling
dangling then flopping
popping tummy with sounds
that ring out in the room
like meat being slapped
tap tap tap tap
jumping jacks
dick attacks
belly button

pointing....


pointing north
swinging south.
flop that cock,
right into
my mouth.

swinging it high,
grinding so low.
melting insides,
hard n slow.

bouncing balls,
slapping that ass.
baby, show me
no class.

teach this student,
naughty, wanton things.
slam into this puss,
till it sings.

slow it down,
feel tha sizzle.
no stoppin now,
till we fizzle.

engorged balls deflate,
with our screaming release.
thanks to your cock,
and out joint caprice.


:p
 
RhymeFairy said:
pointing north
swinging south.
flop that cock,
right into
my mouth.

swinging it high,
grinding so low.
melting insides,
hard n slow.

bouncing balls,
slapping that ass.
baby, show me
no class.

teach this student,
naughty, wanton things.
slam into this puss,
till it sings.

slow it down,
feel tha sizzle.
no stoppin now,
till we fizzle.

engorged balls deflate,
with our screaming release.
thanks to your cock,
and out joint caprice.


:p

bounce them balls
back over here,
a celebration of
sexual cheer,

wanna roll em
round and round
suck and slurp
make lots of sound,

lick em high
upto that cock
now i've started
i'll never stop,

pre cum glistens
a blissful sigh
tastes so sweet
like cherry pie,

mouth goes down
cock goes in
bless me father
for I have sinned,

saliva dripping
down my chin,
your cock starts pumping
your juices in,

flowing down like
niagra falls
now let me get
back to them balls...

this is fun :devil:
 
Jennifer C said:
bounce them balls
back over here,
a celebration of
sexual cheer,

wanna roll em
round and round
suck and slurp
make lots of sound,

lick em high
upto that cock
now i've started
i'll never stop,

pre cum glistens
a blissful sigh
tastes so sweet
like cherry pie,

mouth goes down
cock goes in
bless me father
for I have sinned,

saliva dripping
down my chin,
your cock starts pumping
your juices in,

flowing down like
niagra falls
now let me get
back to them balls...

this is fun :devil:



bouncing boobies
matching
bouncing balls
bouncing bootie
bouncing
bouncing
bouncing

flapping cock
over moving flesh
in release of passion
drops
drops
drops

bounce
splat
 
My Erotic Tale said:
bouncing boobies
matching
bouncing balls
bouncing bootie
bouncing
bouncing
bouncing

flapping cock
over moving flesh
in release of passion
drops
drops
drops

bounce
splat

bounce back up
bouncing balls
i never said
that was all,

you may have been
in my mouth
now it's time
to travel south,

bury that cock
deep inside
wanna feel those balls
enjoying the ride,

hear them slap
against moist lips
feel them smack
in a sexual kiss,

bouncing balls
that's not your lot
this isn't over
untill I say stop!

:catroar:
 
Jennifer C said:
bounce back up
bouncing balls
i never said
that was all,

you may have been
in my mouth
now it's time
to travel south,

bury that cock
deep inside
wanna feel those balls
enjoying the ride,

hear them slap
against moist lips
feel them smack
in a sexual kiss,

bouncing balls
that's not your lot
this isn't over
untill I say stop!

:catroar:


tangle dangle
balls hung low

jumpin jumpin
makes them

bounce
bounce
bounce

up and down
 
My Erotic Tale said:
tangle dangle
balls hung low

jumpin jumpin
makes them

bounce
bounce
bounce

up and down

balls balls
hanging low
swinging wildly
to and fro

bouncing madly
watch em go
tie em fancy
in a bow

balls balls
bouncing around
see em jumping
off the ground.
 
get off the floor
quit laughing
pick your self up
and dust yourself off

You can';t walk
with your eyes closed
you'll run into something

stop at the red light
go on yellow
caution their are bumps
pot holes in life
hurdle them and go on

you can't lead all the cattle
at one time
remember to coral them
one at a time
they follow anything
with no mind they snort
but harmless

close the gate
keep them safe
and protect them
that's what I get paid to do
protect the ignorant
from themselves


I try
 
the blind

the blind leading the blind
or in other words....


Ignis Fatuus

-----“No Will-o'-the-wisp mislight thee,
-----Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee;”
-------------from The Night-piece: To Julia
-------------by Robert Herrick


Midnight glows on spectral nights
----yellowing the distant trees:
Epigone’s bright shining lights
reflect withered make-believes
on deluded disciples,
-------------temerarious poets.

Incurious ones he lulls
----clinging to his epaulets,
tiny lemmings led astray
all cast in blind reverence,
lost in darkened disarray:
-------------Epigone’s grand ignorance.


jim : )
 
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Thanks!

Thanks, Art,
Well, I certainly am not as well trained in poetry as the rest of you all on here, but, You will see me here from time to time, slowly trying to earn my "Avatar." Wow, now that will be like getting a trophy. lol Just a little accomplishment, but something to look forward to. Thanks again for the invite, and for all out there who have encouraged me, thanks to you all, too!

~ Lonelypoet

My Erotic Tale said:
thanks LP

that is one of my favorite,
"Queen of the coop de ville" is another chicken classic
and "Goosed by a Goose on the loose"
was a monthly non erotic poetry winner back in 2004

I like ryhme, some do not
but then I like Dr. Suess
while others like ee cummings <<no body understands but they like???>>

any way thanks and feel free to post a poem here anytime Art~
 
Here you go guy, a bit I wrapped up late last night. Looks like I missed the cut, but had to do a couple little tweaks {and the spell check, of course}.

See how this rubs the nature in you....

Her Dance

Dressed all in green,
my summer's sensual delight;
seduced me and cooled me
with slow languorous caresses.

Now in a dress more exotic,
shimmering hues ~ yellow, red, orange, and gold;
her dance, choreographed by outside forces,
speaks anxiously of erotic surrender.

Stripping before rapt eyes,
flinging her garments upon me;
some days the strip a slow tease
and others a riot of passion.

She stimulates senses before slumbering;
her stark reminders ~ a promise
that in the Spring she'll return
to seductively caress once again.


Pulled out all mention of the tree - too damn obvious. Now I've got a couple dozen other "ladies" to play with, all in various stages of undress. Some serious, some hilarious, some painful - all vying for my attention. We'll see what develops. ;)
 
Waist high waves of amber grains
under they lay
in it's shade

Like a hand from earth
reaching sky-ward
with many finger tips
with fuzzy star shaped
green gems
waving in the wind

A rooted foundation
deeply held solid
while swaying in a breeze
shaking leaves

umbrella to the sun
cattle gather
to its kindness and lay
under its canopy

in a field of flowers
it stands alone
reaching out to all
 
Tween Time

Skeleton fingers
clawing skywards
darkness reaching in darkness

the hallowed moon above
casts her wide-eye upon the earth
black figures
candle light
crowning the moors and hills

laughter rings
snaking through the night
as smoke from a flame
as the wind through your hair

You guide me in silence
we parallel the dancers beyond
weaving through the shadows like ghosts
your hand grasped tightly to mine

each step allows the cold damp
rotting leaves thick
giving slightly under my weight
to soak deep into my boots

The pace quickens
and I rush along with the madness
smiling as a child
a forbidden laugh breaking the chilled silence

Your finger to your mouth
Hush
I obey and bite my lip
Pause
yes, I am lucky they did not hear

I know you
the certain way you grasp my hand
gives you away
you're smiling like an imp

We rush to our destination
the ground below sucks at our feet
trying to part us from our warm shoes

Far away
the lights gather
a clear line
works it's way along the boundaries
between earth and sky
time and space
reality and fantasy

Suddenly you slow
methodical are your steps
careful, the rocks are slippery
I grasp to your hand
assuring my own steps with your presence

My eyes feel heavy
the night has worn long
as always
you have noticed my weariness

Not just yet
we cannot rest just yet
Look

Above
great masses of white and silvered granite
Saline’s light masks all but the bright red of your cloak
I curl into your side

Reaching out
gloved hand tracing the scarred stone
Ancient messages inscribed
weathered by millennia

For a moment I hear nothing
the cold in my toes replaced by numbness
Only the curve of the stone under my hand
warming
reminds me I am still here
and yet
through me blows a wind
carrying the hopes and dreams of a thousand lives

This place is magical
you have concluded the same thing
years ago
when you came here as a small boy

Suddenly
as if remembering something vital
you grab me
kissing me
like a child
your effort half bungled
by the spirited boy
who still peers shyly through your eyes

Happy Halloween
you smile

I sigh sweetly
dreamily looking up into your grinning face

Can we get some candy now?
 
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CrowSingsOver said:
Skeleton fingers
clawing skywards
darkness reaching in darkness

the hallowed moon above
casts her wide-eye upon the earth
black figures
candle light
crowning the moors and hills

laughter rings
snaking through the night
as smoke from a flame
as the wind through your hair

You guide me in silence
we parallel the dancers beyond
weaving through the shadows like ghosts
your hand grasped tightly to mine

each step allows the cold damp
rotting leaves thick
giving slightly under my weight
to soak deep into my boots

The pace quickens
and I rush along with the madness
smiling as a child
a forbidden laugh breaking the chilled silence

Your finger to your mouth
Hush
I obey and bite my lip
Pause
yes, I am lucky they did not hear

I know you
the certain way you grasp my hand
gives you away
you're smiling like an imp

We rush to our destination
the ground below sucks at our feet
trying to part us from our warm shoes

Far away
the lights gather
a clear line
works it's way along the boundaries
between earth and sky
time and space
reality and fantasy

Suddenly you slow
methodical are your steps
careful, the rocks are slippery
I grasp to your hand
assuring my own steps with your presence

My eyes feel heavy
the night has worn long
as always
you have noticed my weariness

Not just yet
we cannot rest just yet
Look

Above
great masses of white and silvered granite
Saline’s light masks all but the bright red of your cloak
I curl into your side

Reaching out
gloved hand tracing the scarred stone
Ancient messages inscribed
weathered by millennia

For a moment I hear nothing
the cold in my toes replaced by numbness
Only the curve of the stone under my hand
warming
reminds me I am still here
and yet
through me blows a wind
carrying the hopes and dreams of a thousand lives

This place is magical
you have concluded the same thing
years ago
when you came here as a small boy

Suddenly
as if remembering something vital
you grab me
kissing me
like a child
your effort half bungled
by the spirited boy
who still peers shyly through your eyes

Happy Halloween
you smile

I sigh sweetly
dreamily looking up into your grinning face

Can we get some candy now?


wow, this could fit in the hallow Weeney thread <grin> dang, I am inspired to write a wicked hallow tale. Thanks crow...

Spookey lil girl she was
pointed hat and long finger tips
webs hanging freely from
sitting to long but
now the day nears
that the hallow get wicked
and brooms fly <grin>
 
Here ya go Art; this is what one of mine looks like when I first quick scratch it down, before I forget it. This one is fairly coherent; most are collections of disjointed fragments, waiting to be put together.

BTW, I was working on something else at 2 a.m. when this image sprang into my warped mind of a gelatin mold's challenges....

Not Another Blonde Joke!

She tries so hard
this blonde friend of mine
poetry is her forte
but come time to cook
she's really a kitchen disaster
she wanted to surprise
with a gelatin mold
but she flipped it in not hours
but minutes...
 
LeBroz said:
Here ya go Art; this is what one of mine looks like when I first quick scratch it down, before I forget it. This one is fairly coherent; most are collections of disjointed fragments, waiting to be put together.

BTW, I was working on something else at 2 a.m. when this image sprang into my warped mind of a gelatin mold's challenges....

Not Another Blonde Joke!

She tries so hard
this blonde friend of mine
poetry is her forte
but come time to cook
she's really a kitchen disaster
she wanted to surprise
with a gelatin mold
but she flipped it in not hours
but minutes...


as much as I like nature poems, I also like humor, and this poem Leon...is inspirational <grin> I was sick once and made jello and made a mess <grin> wasn't hard yet when I flipped it <laughing> so this poem struck home with me and I am not blonde <bigrin> keep up the awesome writes amigo~
 
lilleys rise
and lilleys fall
as the water
rolls along

flowers bloom
on shore lines
rising water
rising tides

higher and higher
liquid hugs
till the flower
is but a bud
 
Dancing lizards and butterflys
flowers sparkle and lady bug sighs

Palmetto palms waving goodbye
entering the forest where trees come alive

darkened vines grasp like fingers
thorns and shadows taunt and linger

in this thicket there is no sun
finding a trail in a half trotting run

coming to a small meadow that's light
an open area where the sun shines bright

grasping the light as a comforting freind
still surrounded by denseness and grim.

The minds thought that to see makes you safe
but the darkness and forest is yet still the same
 
Here's a little uncomplicated piece, give your lips a twitch. Still hung up on a verse about Coyotes & Wolves - you know how it goes, 3 steps forward and 2 back......

Verbosity and Pomposity

I knew a man
an intelligent sort
who tried to impress
with utterances multi-syllabic
I asked him to
please spare us do,
verbosity and pomposity
when a simple phrase will really do, like,
"Your head's up your ass."

;)
 
LeBroz said:
Here's a little uncomplicated piece, give your lips a twitch. Still hung up on a verse about Coyotes & Wolves - you know how it goes, 3 steps forward and 2 back......

Verbosity and Pomposity

I knew a man
an intelligent sort
who tried to impress
with utterances multi-syllabic
I asked him to
please spare us do,
verbosity and pomposity
when a simple phrase will really do, like,
"Your head's up your ass."

;)

OMG Leon ~!! :cathappy:

:nana:

Funny ~!! I am reading so many funny things tonight.
Lovin it ~!

:rose:

Ever wonder why verbs get along so well
with pompous asses?
*snickers
 
RhymeFairy said:
OMG Leon ~!! :cathappy:

:nana:

Funny ~!! I am reading so many funny things tonight.
Lovin it ~!

:rose:

Ever wonder why verbs get along so well
with pompous asses?
*snickers

After the past couple days, and with the never ending depressing tales in the NY Times & CNN, topped off with reading cymry's wonderful verse (always an intense experience), my poor little brain needed a tad bit of humor to untangle.

The result being .
.
...............................
:nana:
 
chain smoking~


I heard it was like a train
that bellows out smoke
while trying to climb a mountain

we all want to be at the top!
so why not?

Its been coined
as a nervous habit
like a smoke filled bar

It's just to cloudy to see
and hard to breath.

I like a Cuban or Havana
while I sit and write
taste of the good life

I just can't figure
how they figure
it is like chain smoking?

It must take a magical touch
or some one very bright
because I just can't get...

the chain to light!​
 
My Erotic Tale said:
lilleys rise
and lilleys fall
as the water
rolls along

flowers bloom
on shore lines
rising water
rising tides

higher and higher
liquid hugs
till the flower
is but a bud

liquid hugs - wow i like the image of water rising to give liquid hugs to lillies.

:)
 
yeah

this is an old one I just edited a bit. It was all in fun, and I think women will appreciate it.

Heres to all the lasting things!
like wonder bras
and pads with wings

like meatloaf in the fridge for weeks
and the bathroom sink that only leaks

To hell with any thing that goes!
the radiator
my pantyhose

I'd trade them all
in a blink of an eye
for a dryer
that really dried
 
thank you ladies <smiles>



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


I never met a morning I did not like
I woke to dew drops and color sky lights
fog that lingered just above ground
birds chirping in a day dawning sound
 
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