Hi Ku Cat

[HarryHill]

For biscuit girl

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the countryside is beautiful, i am surrounded by hills and lakes and trees and pastures which i get to share with H. [snip] the summers are too humid but there's air con for that, and i can cook some pretty awesome biscuits yes, very different form london, but all good.

..
Saturday Slog

Down hill for a change;
slide down, slog and splash.

Weapon of destruction, trusty dogs,
Ku, splashing along, cross the creek,
soggy flood plain. Duck under.

Old cedars hold the shingle,
limestone ledge, ancient crumble.
Needles carpet their table tops, floors.

Good girl's lost under low limbs, scrub.
Grub ambling, shambling, behind Ku.
Waterchild on a mission,
foiled by rumbling from wet sky.
Ku scoots; all follow.

 

[butters]

^^ yes, indeedy

lake/running&standing water/soaked trees + lightning? no sir, i've too much 'lectricity in me already to wanna dare fate in the form of being lightning-fried

plenty of marbled fat for slow cooking
it's true
and a good sear - or char -
(depending on which cookery show's on)
is all to the good for taste
but this soggy meat
flash-fried
would be a bloody mess
smokin', baybeee

 

[Tzara]

Some narcissi bloom
........even though there still is snow.

.....Daylight, saving time.



.

 

[butters]

oh polish your brass
sweet irony
rusted troll projecting

 

[butters]

2 weeks of this bug is KILLING me

been too long since i last dropped
a note for love into this thread
and though our bodies have us stopped
breath's e-held till i give head






*coughs*

 

[captainman2018]

Joe Watched Destiny

Joe watched Destiny
finger herself which made him
hump Judy harder.

 

[butters]

let's make the very most of April's kiss
the cool of cotton sheets is simply bliss
the brushed ones being laundered and put up
till winter comes full-turn with brimming cup

the thunder sparks between the sunny hours
it goes from dry to heavy, pounding showers
but i don't care if storms make passing din
when i can feel the smoothness of your skin

without encumbrance of your winter gear
and feel the sensual tickle of your hair
upon my naked back as you lean over
your lips to quickened flesh, my risen lover

there's just one thing that would improve love's ride:
it's spring, so come, let's open windows WIDE!

 

[butters]

the damned carrots better produce

multitude of rocks evicted
soil all turned, spade-deep

sweat feeds the clay
worms squirm, exposed
to sudden heat

limbs turn to jelly
black spots swim before me
head pounds

lungs overreach
seeking air enough to
cool the rising body-temp
failing, miserably

first ground-break complete
hours later
still trying to get cool

 

[captainman2018]

Lucy Looked In The Mirror

Lucy looked in the
mirror and smiled while watching
Grace finger herself.

 

[Senna Jawa]

1 trick

Lucy looked in the
mirror and smiled while watching
Grace finger herself.​

the one trick pony
is he always rigid
or hopelessly limp?​

----

 

[captainman2018]

Come Over Here And Lick My Pussy

Tera watched Kathy
slip off her robe and finger
her hot, wet pussy.

 

[HarryHill]

There's dirt under the finger nails,
sunburned bits, more to go, go, go,
carrot tape, brilliant.

Green fish fence-line casting,
triad needs one more planting,
another brace n tray,
partial victory,
okay

..

 

[butters]

gentled tongue
reaps sweet sighs
ripples that reach
the tips of my toes
the top of my head
dizziness a passing imbalance
so worth it

 

[ruby_my_dear]

Morning

A single drop trails.
Is it dew or desire
On her perfect petal?

 

[butters]

just riffing off the gb non-sense

sunshine and passion in a jar
strawberry jam that has more
life
more sense
more joi-de-vivre
than a blastocyst
bi-partisan, too
organic
ready to spread
begging for fresh biscuits
gimme a spoon to dip
consume all those potential
life-of-plants

 

[HarryHill]

Rain outside, Grub in,
need a project of interest,
desk might have promise.

 

[butters]

strawberry morning
honeysuckle air
everything cool
wet with heavy dew
rich soil warming
as the sun reaches
each row in turn

on my knees
red treasures beckon
mozzies grumble
thief! thief!
this world embraces me
with its love of living
i am home

 

[Piscator]

go with the flow
strict syllable counting limits
imagination

 

[HarryHill]

Here comes June at last
grass is tall, the hills are green
Chanterelles wait rain

 

[HarryHill]

Memorial Day weekends that last to Wednesday are a rarity.

 

[HarryHill]

Cherry tree shed her red dress,
lost her cherry then the rest
filled Ku's little green bucket,
mind dreams of jelly.

 

[butters]

Cherry tree shed her red dress,
lost her cherry then the rest
filled Ku's little green bucket,
mind dreams of jelly.

nice

i'll have to get a recipe for it

 

[butters]

sleeping dog

sprawled
middle of bed
growls when i try to get in
my side

injustice bites
snatches my one scrap of sheet
barks when i reclaim it

tonight he gets all the sheet
even my one corner
i'll bring another

 

[butters]

what to do with a tender heart?
protect it more, so it doesn't feel this?
or drop all defenses--let it grow tough
till nothing really matters any more?

 

[butters]

birds were busy at just after 5
chattering and flapping
strutting and de-bugging the yard
gathering in the fruit tree
first black then reds
the reds darting in
when black birds hustled to the garage
swooping beneath the roof
taking the shortcuts
commenting all the way
even the pup dozing at my feet
look bemused