Chasin' Chickens

LeBroz said:
Here you go Art - that sneak peek I mentioned on the Zen thread; couldn't put "War's Vision - 2" there, not after that calming piece of yours I read there...
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War's Vision - 2
~Extraction~

Special troop in silence waiting
Only night, their sure friend;
Their "Mikey" in a bad way
Stretched out, he lays too still;
Relief, birds finally show ~
Light one.

Flight home in silence
Rotors hushed in mournful passing;
No muted high-fives back this time
Their "Mikey" gone on;
No more his light innocence
To lighten perpetual war.

The word is passed
Joe Franks' bird is down,
Swallowed in blue deep;
Others from his flight plucked out
Joe Franks never to be seen;
Their friends, these Special troops now know
There'll not be one detail to perform but two.

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These are the fictional backgrounds for these two; will be further displayed in WV-3.

His nickname's Mikey; you'd have to remember those LIFE cereal commercials. Mikey's talents were behind a telescopic sight; had been taking pre-med courses between missions.

Joe Franks, helicopter pilot. Had nearly completed doctoral thesis. Married, two girls.

One thought I want to put in is the idea that their positions can be filled, but they can never be replaced.
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I enjoy series poetry and expecially when they are interesting as this is. I look forward to seeing this unravel <grin> you have my attention <smile>
 
Green Flamingo

she like to play red light, green light
telling me when to stop
allowing me to go
trailing her finger
along her body
tempting me to follow

with kisses upon her exposed flesh
she tells me "Red Light"
my lips freeze
on her warm skin
then she giggles
"Green again!"

My tongue twirled around her naval
"Green green green,"
she said
my face was red
as she pushed my head
between her legs

I never again heard the words, "Red."
while between her legs
desire's fires
I heard instead
"Green light," She moaned,
"I am Flamin' Go!"
"Go Go Go Go ohhhhhhh!​
 
My Erotic Tale said:
Sultry~

A light breeze
through an open window
feather strokes curtains

the air is ...

sultry

flickers a candle
a sultry illumination
dances on the walls

making the flesh

sultry

she dances for him
slow and breezy
in the morning air.
he watches
the sun come up
over her shoulder.
caressing
her hills n valleys
kissing soft
brazen skin.
outlining
those curves.
swaying
hips playing
with whimsical delight
on this frosty morn
in tha sun light ~

:cathappy:
 
My Erotic Tale said:
Green Flamingo

she like to play red light, green light
telling me when to stop
allowing me to go
trailing her finger
along her body
tempting me to follow

with kisses upon her exposed flesh
she tells me "Red Light"
my lips freeze
on her warm skin
then she giggles
"Green again!"

My tongue twirled around her naval
"Green green green,"
she said
my face was red
as she pushed my head
between her legs

I never again heard the words, "Red."
while between her legs
desire's fires
I heard instead
"Green light," She moaned,
"I am Flamin' Go!"
"Go Go Go Go ohhhhhhh!​


you were right !!! I LOVE IT .... too funny.
I was thinkin you were goin into a throw down,
then your humor got the best of ya huh. Grins*

Go Go Go !!!

:catroar:
 
RhymeFairy said:
you were right !!! I LOVE IT .... too funny.
I was thinkin you were goin into a throw down,
then your humor got the best of ya huh. Grins*

Go Go Go !!!

:catroar:


thank you RF...I will put it in my list then <grin>

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Flamingo pink
I think
is pretty tastey meat
a lovely lady treat
if she's sweet

sinking teeth<grin>
 
set sail
on a gentle breeze
only to find a storm

march a trail
on a spring day
only to return worn

drop your sails
on a gusty day
and retreat from the rain

making the grade
on a sunny day
rejoicing in muscles strained

a quest embarks
from boredom hearts
to see over the horizon

or just a day
to make your way
to the moon's new rising
 
Star Seeds

star seeds are buried
in late summer
waiting for late spring

When they will hatch
and sprout
and begin flying

rising from the earth
a tiny light
birth of the emerging

Like stars in the sky
these little lights fly
fire flies from star seeds​

I know this can be better but I figured I better put it down before I forget it <grin>
 
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the grizzly they say need to go away
like I say about the coons that raid my back yard
every night

Like the geese that fly in the fog
slamming into the mirror glass side
of a sky scraper

when the wild clashes
with the civilized

when a rancher meets a mountain lion
or a camper and a snake
reality awakes

when the wild
meets the civilized

as if a family from mayberry USA
got an invite to a country club elite
for a day

with possum pets and skunk made shaws
tie rope belts under chandeliers for a day

when the civilized
meets the wild
 
ice cream cones
are made to be eaten
slow and with eager
enthusiasm.

circles n swirls
dabs and curls
of tongue, forever
lost in creamy textures.
sensual slides
to berries n nuts
dancing
on my tongue.

holding to the side
turtle racing dive
concocting
cherries jubilee.

banana split ride,
no place to hide but
deep
in my mouth.

hard-core brownies
chocolat-y ooze
dripping down chin
how can I loose.

tasting, licking
sinking in tight
to my sundae cone
delight ...


thought you might like this lil .... snack~

;)
 
she wore an Ice Cream smile
licking her lips
white chin drips

her smile revealed
tantalizing thoughts
behind Ice Cream colored drops

finger scoops
of delicious flavor
a male's cone savored

Seductive smile
as she lives a dream
licking her man's Ice Cream
 
My Erotic Tale said:
she wore an Ice Cream smile
licking her lips
white chin drips

her smile revealed
tantalizing thoughts
behind Ice Cream colored drops

finger scoops
of delicious flavor
a male's cone savored

Seductive smile
as she lives a dream
licking her man's Ice Cream


passions unleashed.
painting tongues,
glide
across sultry skin,
tingles colliding with
meshing souls,
sinful treats.

pulling that chain,
gripped nice
n tight.
not getting
loose
my love,
this
is gonna last,
all night.

wet licks,
languishly
laughing.
at the liquors
bite ...

cherry picked
long ago,
now honey
its all pleasures,
pain ...

smacks of sultry
intent. lil cherry
welts,
rapidly reappearing.

Wetting
your appetite for
more whipped,
ass ... welcomed.

rivers rushing,
collecting
calmness ...
after the long
lusty
moans,
of mini spastic,
spasms eruption ...



:catroar:
 
RhymeFairy said:
passions unleashed.
painting tongues,
glide
across sultry skin,
tingles colliding with
meshing souls,
sinful treats.

pulling that chain,
gripped nice
n tight.
not getting
loose
my love,
this
is gonna last,
all night.

wet licks,
languishly
laughing.
at the liquors
bite ...

cherry picked
long ago,
now honey
its all pleasures,
pain ...

smacks of sultry
intent. lil cherry
welts,
rapidly reappearing.

Wetting
your appetite for
more whipped,
ass ... welcomed.

rivers rushing,
collecting
calmness ...
after the long
lusty
moans,
of mini spastic,
spasms eruption ...



:catroar:

Muse

She flutters out thoughts
in pen and whispers
like a fairy of flight
on a blank page night

inner ear tickles
and confusion trickles
fingers come to life
the mind framed right

tasting words
to arrange a buffet
that trails someones eyes
to follow as a guide

she hides now and then
my strange little friend
but somewhere out of the blue
will eventually come, my muse​
 
My Erotic Tale said:
Muse

She flutters out thoughts
in pen and whispers
like a fairy of flight
on a blank page night

inner ear tickles
and confusion trickles
fingers come to life
the mind framed right

tasting words
to arrange a buffet
that trails someones eyes
to follow as a guide

she hides now and then
my strange little friend
but somewhere out of the blue
will eventually come, my muse​


I would love to provoke
my Muse. He sleeps,
slumbers, while I walk
... pace.

Shall I pounce
him awake.
Or give him slow
tongue slides.

Down his hills
n valleys, thighs
and chest.

Stopping only
to Taste ...
Dip into his
nectar
of nasty love.

Swallow
his silken
sins ...

If only,
my muse
was awake.
If only ...


*pacing ....


:devil:
 
Submit?

meet me at the door
strip me bare
... with your teeth.

send toe tingles,
along my spine
with those bites,
to the undercarriage
of my bootie.

stretch my mind
with whispered words
naughty - naughty
words. telling me,
demanding me
to be your slut
your high class call girl
your fantasy fairy
for the night.

pour me a bath, bubbles
reaching atop my tasty tits.
finger fuck me with tub
slides, bubble blows
inside ... out.

tongue tease
my hide n seek clit,
take my perfect pussy
for a rough n hard ride
down the trail
of cowboys dreams.


:catroar:
 
RhymeFairy said:
meet me at the door
strip me bare
... with your teeth.

send toe tingles,
along my spine
with those bites,
to the undercarriage
of my bootie.

stretch my mind
with whispered words
naughty - naughty
words. telling me,
demanding me
to be your slut
your high class call girl
your fantasy fairy
for the night.

pour me a bath, bubbles
reaching atop my tasty tits.
finger fuck me with tub
slides, bubble blows
inside ... out.

tongue tease
my hide n seek clit,
take my perfect pussy
for a rough n hard ride
down the trail
of cowboys dreams.


:catroar:


Santa wants to know If I've been
naughty or nice??

Honest Santa Ive been good.
See my pecker's hard as wood.
Haven't used it in a year.
People think Im turning queer.

See my balls all swollen blue.
Been so long , sperms probably glue.
Havent touched it, honest man!
Wet spots in bed are from dreamin.

So if Santa wants to know,
If I'm naughty or nice, ho ho ho?
Well I've been nice as you know.
But next year I'm filling lots of holes.
 
The tender time that hearts do share.
Of inner self that glimpse's a soul to dare.
A flight of passion with wings being love.
The two that share a moment in times shove.
Ticks away tender time shared.
Growing is the felling that is cared.
Deeply for anothers unspoken thoughts.
But in tender time sharing is sought.
 
"Snap"

In the time it takes to 'snap' a pair of fingers
is how fast reality can come flooding into focus

like the snapping jaws of an alligator
for an instant meal
or the uncoiling of a rattler that quit rattlin'
striking fast as lightening

the head can snap back in an instant
like when you said you didn't love me anymore
or the quick soul stabbing sound of the slamming door
I caught my snap and you didn't come back

a swinging hammer hits a thumb
or a bare foot toe kisses the coffee table hard
the near miss in an automoble moment
or a glance in the mirror and realize you need to comb it

we catch our wits in a snap back to reality attack
fast as two fingers click together "Snap"
 
the jagged tree line
along the dark sky
rugged reaching
of earth and sky
comes alive
in the morning sky
 
age


its the rustic tin roof
half fallen
on a leaning barn

the gray hairs
few
brushed back refined

vines and spider webs
over-growth
along a trimmed lawn

cracks in the stucco
a loose board
and algae rain streaks

dust over photo albums
'creaking' stairs
wooden floor finish, finished

automobiles in fields
for years
weeds hugging the under belly

broken window panes
missing doors
holes in the floor

aging, forevermore
 
a bridge across tomorrow

a Bridge
built by life
for life
to reach into forever

the stranded cables
pulled tight
and holds
existence in place


like a man
in the strand
of the many
'snaps'
is only a single strand

when many are frayed
time to replace
those that went
across the bridge
that takes us
to no more
tomorrows
 
They killed ole Betsy yesterday

Betsy like to bask in the sun
she was very very old
and didn't hardly run...

...any more!

a solid part of our community
I waved at her almost, daily

till this morning
she wasn't there
I didn't fret
cause I have missed her
a few times this year

till I saw Mrs. Johnson
wearing a string of tears

"They killed ole Betsy yesterday"
she exclaimed
wobbling in her old and frail frame

I saw red
anger over took me
"Who killed her!"
I began questioning

Some hunters
come up from the big city
for the weekend
the opening of hunting season

It was mid afternoon
three city slickers were joy riding
they came around the bend
saw ole Betsy and shot her dead

They went to town bragging
that they had done a great deed
some one called the police, instantly

they were not arrested
they were given a fine in a ticket
and their guns taken away
they won't be allowed to hunt
for 3 years, they say!

It really just jerks my chain
those who can not refrain
when a gun is put in their hand
shooting every thing on water or land

including ole betsy
the 11 foot 'local' alligator
that kept to her self
most of the time

I use to toss her chickens
whole chickens
swallowed in one gulp
she would wink a thank you
yes, she was old and`
didn't have many teeth left anyway
but...

...they killed ole Betsy Yesterday​
 
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This poem was created on RF's 'one word' thread
put it in my list here

the one word to inspire you was ...'Thong'

"THONG!"


It was just
me and her
the queen of de Nile
the princess
of the Am azon
the bitch
from the Miss's sip

she come to me
like a swirling fog
in the bell tower
we were alone
shed'n our clothes
and willing

I looked down
she was beautiful
nothing on
but a ...


THONG! THONG! THONG! THONG!

Somebody rang the Bell!​
 
tall monumental pillars
stand today
made yesterday

rubble of walls
that once rose high

cracks and decay
times wittling away

a stroll through the ruins
of yesterday
 
if fish were the line
and a hook were the time
what would you get
when you reeled it in the blind

a smelly time
and a squirt of lime
panty margaritas
in the open sunshine

a streakers stain
in the window pane
down rustic lane
shoulders covered in goo

a statue frozen
in an oven
with a vibrator
yoiu figure it out <grin>
 
sex-alicious
pink-lip- kitty cat
pur-fect penis wrap

slick-lick-lapping
satisfaction-maximus
ejecting-splatter spots

Pubic-hair-knots
wet-stream-blotched
riding a protruding cock
 
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