Lit Holiday Poem Swap

[todski28]

seems she's only happy when she's bleeding
happy meaning writing, nothing more,
and bleeding meaning writhing in the
bliss of sin although i'm pretty sure
there's more, much more of her to share
when and only when she's willing...

till then i wish her christmas cheer
a tainted christmas eve
a master's slap upon her butt
and bondage in her stocking

shouldn't that last line read

and bondage "with" her stocking

 

[butters]

no-one does erotic quite like she
who else could turn a humble dowel
quite so phallic-ly?
oh! fortunate walter!
no chemicals required
just her naiad, slippery, sleek
and every man holds his breath
hearts bucking like mules
living out those sucking moments
the gifts within her skills.

so my thankyou's more than paper crown
to wear upon your brow
it reads, in lights, Erotic Queen
'n' you can wear it all year round

 

[butters]

shouldn't that last line read

and bondage "with" her stocking

i was torn... lol


trust you recognised yours?

 

[todski28]

i was torn... lol


trust you recognised yours?

for me, you shouldn't have
thank you!

I need to get my but moving and get some of these written as well!

 

[butters]

i write you so much
i'm scared you'll not think this special
except -- not really
you're way more generous to my words than that
and i don't even need to close my eyes to
see your cheeky wink
hear your steady heart
feel the warmth of your smile wrap me in
love
every day you gift me with your heart
and glimpses of our life that waits right there
amidst greenery and the whirr of hummingbird wings
their jeweled flashings
and you, always you, holding my hand.

 

[butters]

those dark glasses
always make me smile
the guy who knows how
to slide
cat on an oiled ride
motor purring
then gunned to life
spitting dirt from the rubber
that's hurling blue smoke into the faces of those
left behind
rain
gliding down your windscreen
wipers inactive

you should come around more often
there's a barstool with your name on it
lookin' lonely

 

[butters]

they say bronze is the age of wisdom
which kinda makes your blue eyes smile
eyes that've seen their share of mischief
and known the sting of smoke from while to while

you cut the crap and sink the balls
a cue is a cue is a cue
an' ifn any are thirstin' for water
you're the river
'n' the river is you

People! you say in a moderate tone
despite that sharp exclamation
They do their own thing, I do mine;
now if one of you buggers'll light my cigar
I'll proclaim you're the best and all's fine.

 

[butters]

bounced in like a puppy on steroids
and decided that it'd be fun
to shit all over the shag pile
but when he was done he was done

and now we're quite used to his droppings
and i'm sorry he's still feeling rough
but with so many cats he'll be cosy
being sick can be icky and tough

this doggerel verse is to make him
take pen in his hand, wield revenge!
he's not so much strange as a weirdo
but he's our weirdo, right? in the end....

 

[HarryHill]

bounced in like a puppy on steroids
and decided that it'd be fun
to shit all over the shag pile
but when he was done he was done

and now we're quite used to his droppings
and i'm sorry he's still feeling rough
but with so many cats he'll be cosy
being sick can be icky and tough

this doggerel verse is to make him
take pen in his hand, wield revenge!
he's not so much strange as a weirdo
but he's our weirdo, right? in the end....

.. hah. magnetron

 

[legerdemer]

Must be to bronzeage - haven't seen him around these parts in a long time...
I love the poem.

they say bronze is the age of wisdom
which kinda makes your blue eyes smile
eyes that've seen their share of mischief
and known the sting of smoke from while to while

you cut the crap and sink the balls
a cue is a cue is a cue
an' ifn any are thirstin' for water
you're the river
'n' the river is you

People! you say in a moderate tone
despite that sharp exclamation
They do their own thing, I do mine;
now if one of you buggers'll light my cigar
I'll proclaim you're the best and all's fine.

 

[Angeline]

This thread needs some Christmas music. Um yes, it's jazzy. What did you expect? Feel free to post your own favorites among the poems.

 

[butters]

.. hah. magnetron

indeed

Must be to bronzeage - haven't seen him around these parts in a long time...
I love the poem.

shudda taken a bit more time over that, it's a bit wonky - i was hungry

This thread needs some Christmas music. Um yes, it's jazzy. What did you expect? Feel free to post your own favorites among the poems.

love love love it - comfy chairs n log fires, brandy n chocolate ... ohhh yeahhhh

 

[Trixareforkids]

Can't find my favorite version but this one's a close second.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j9jbdgZidu8

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Can't find my favorite version but this one's a close second.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j9jbdgZidu8

My fave too. I like this one too

 

[HarryHill]

This thread needs some Christmas music. Um yes, it's jazzy. What did you expect? Feel free to post your own favorites among the poems.

indeed
love love love it - comfy chairs n log fires, brandy n chocolate ... ohhh yeahhhh

Can't find my favorite version but this one's a close second.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j9jbdgZidu8

My fave too. I like this one too

.. -_- snickers

 

[Minervous]

Reflection

We share a life, it seems. To me
You are the stars, the moon, the sea—
You are my everything, my whole,
The only being I wholly know,
Complete in reciprocity.

With you I'm comfortable, carefree,
The whom with whom I must agree,
The Lord I'll never overthrow.
We share a life.

And though I am your devotee,
So you are mine, as it must be.
Entwined, as one, is how we'll grow,
You as a musky, rich Bordeaux,
And I a fine and crisp Chablis—
We share a life.

 

[Angeline]

Can't find my favorite version but this one's a close second.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j9jbdgZidu8

My fave too. I like this one too

Love these! My Terry, being Irish, loved that Pogues song. Made me tear up in a happy way.

.. -_- snickers

Pffft. Just for you.

 

[greenmountaineer]

Reflection

We share a life, it seems. To me
You are the stars, the moon, the sea—
You are my everything, my whole,
The only being I wholly know,
Complete in reciprocity.

With you I'm comfortable, carefree,
The whom with whom I must agree,
The Lord I'll never overthrow.
We share a life.

And though I am your devotee,
So you are mine, as it must be.
Entwined, as one, is how we'll grow,
You as a musky, rich Bordeaux,
And I a fine and crisp Chablis—
We share a life.

The line of the week.

Rich!

 

[Lyricalli]

This isn't a traditional Christmas song, but it's a staple in my house:

Dar Williams - The Christians and the Pagans

 

[Magnetron]

bounced in like a puppy on steroids
and decided that it'd be fun
to shit all over the shag pile
but when he was done he was done

and now we're quite used to his droppings
and i'm sorry he's still feeling rough
but with so many cats he'll be cosy
being sick can be icky and tough

this doggerel verse is to make him
take pen in his hand, wield revenge!
he's not so much strange as a weirdo
but he's our weirdo, right? in the end....

I have had my poetry compared to dog shit before, but never in such a good way.

 

[AlwaysHungry]

This looks like fun. I wish I knew you folks a little better, so that I could contribute. Maybe next year I will.

 

[legerdemer]

Not quite bells on my fingers
nor even rings on my toes; no
bangles on my wrists, no armlet,
nor veils barely covering my bosom...
This image, cuing the belly dancer
in your dream, is not of me.

Yet still I dance to music of your making,
enjoy it when you reel and revel in it.
May our reality not disappoint or cheat.

But of a new moon we both partake,
one sliver, one morsel at a time.

 

[legerdemer]

You render history one two-haired brushstroke at a time.
Sometimes just the barest of shadows
leaving an imprint on my retina,
mixing precision with that quality inherent
in us all, but which eludes my pen too often.

A surgeon's touch tempered by Mother Teresa's heart.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Maybe Next Year

 

[champagne1982]

i'm having a hard time guessing to whom most of these are addressed

I found the one meant for me, Sola. I'm so glad you stayed and found love. Merry Christmas to you too darling. May yours be only joy.