Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
Great poem. I'll have to change back into my red shoes.neonurotic said:Thanks for the AV titillation, Eve.
"He doesn't listen to me"
quivers, her collagen lips
stamping, ruby heels
an exclamation point for her crisis
I don't hear her either
although I pretend
with a nod
a sympathatic smile
because good friends do that
But her blouse is too tight
and neckline too low
to hold my attention elsewhere
All I can think of
is her buck-assed naked
grabbing red shoes
doing her over in a field of purple clover
An extreme amount of fantastic stuff here... even the angels in cut-offs.DeepAsleep said:This... might not come out exactly as poetry, but I've not stayed up this long and sucked down so many cigarettes to let go of this crazed feeling.
Satisfied.
~D.A.
BlueskyBeauty said:no words reveal,
but like wires connect
cities to cities,
i know you...........
..........will hold you tender
and hush you gently,
as fear swells amidst an uncertain
cloud of raging distant storm.
eagleyez said:rainbow food
quite by accident
after home boy licorice river silt pies, lets
pastel the meal
and cough up the mud-
hell,ankles gritty enough
and the wormers and the clammers are taking
bets on where you lost your shoes.
she showed me so much-
vital things
carrots and redpepper and purple cone flowers, jalapenos as red as baltimore sun, the green shocks of chard, stringy artichokes.
while heartworts and other weedy low crawlers-
tiny hidden medicinals,
are the most delicate of all.
annaswirls said:so maybe I don't want to be cleaned up
punch u ation blocks
straps tie me down to the line
scrubbed and polished can't see you for the glow
and rouge red deliciouls ruby red luscious
eyebrow
pluck
plucked show me where it starts
words clipped of wings
washed of shit crusted clod hopper falls in the shape
of waffle tread
buff and shine and buff
I miss the smell
high precisiion laser beams
reflect
interfere
project three d-minsional apple shot
paralax baby
all can see
none can taste
feel that crunch
but look rot and bruise free
cardboard cut out put it in your pocket
lock it for the day your eyes hunger for something
red
ignore the obscenity of a three dimensional image
on a 2 dimensional sheet
it starts with suggestion
move this switch that
are you
sure
this is yes
maybe
what we were saying
hollow milk sticky tupbes
not for straw drinking
but wouldnt you rather
taste that bitter
alkaline
suck it down
like the monarch
it seeps from your skin
no one will bite you now
dirty little poem
rough raw
without pattern or prediction
dont write a script and road maps for him
he nkows his way
just follow
that thing that you follow
damn flipped like a flap jack was not expecting own that either
put away that towel
let it soak in
let it soak in
catch my big old mess block and tackle
bobbing over the surface
but today no one is fooled
no one is convinced
and dont you miss that crunch and core
danger of the rotten spots
annaswirls said:so maybe I don't want to be cleaned up
punch u ation blocks
straps tie me down to the line
scrubbed and polished can't see you for the glow
and rouge red deliciouls ruby red luscious
eyebrow
pluck
plucked show me where it starts
words clipped of wings
washed of shit crusted clod hopper falls in the shape
of waffle tread
buff and shine and buff
I miss the smell
high precisiion laser beams
reflect
interfere
project three d-minsional apple shot
paralax baby
all can see
none can taste
feel that crunch
but look rot and bruise free
cardboard cut out put it in your pocket
lock it for the day your eyes hunger for something
red
ignore the obscenity of a three dimensional image
on a 2 dimensional sheet
it starts with suggestion
move this switch that
are you
sure
this is yes
maybe
what we were saying
hollow milk sticky tupbes
not for straw drinking
but wouldnt you rather
taste that bitter
alkaline
suck it down
like the monarch
it seeps from your skin
no one will bite you now
dirty little poem
rough raw
without pattern or prediction
dont write a script and road maps for him
he nkows his way
just follow
that thing that you follow
damn flipped like a flap jack was not expecting own that either
put away that towel
let it soak in
let it soak in
catch my big old mess block and tackle
bobbing over the surface
but today no one is fooled
no one is convinced
and dont you miss that crunch and core
danger of the rotten spots
annaswirls said:for some reason I came upon page six
or seven
accidentally
I thought it was TODAY
it all made sense everything familiar
tess had a cool AV
someone was writing to Angeline about Jazz
Eve had one I loved I was looking for the end, to put in my little spoutings
until came the name
the post
03sp
Guest
Registered: Not Yet
Location:
Posts: N/A
pop toys
pop quiz
in the afternoons
of March long
not melting fast enough
no end in sight so
go around back
so mention green things
eat soup
drink ice
okay what the fuck
Not planned just happened like passion
I thought who's idea of a sick joke is this
then I realized the date
I am still not sure why I got to that day, it makes no sense I always get to the last page
if I hit enough
returns
does this cound
as
a
poem?
jonh hacob jungle heimer schmidt
that's all
see ya in a week
annaswirls said:there is something about a woman who
likes camping
out in the bug eat buig wilderness of mud clumps
falling in the shape of waffled ridges
shoulders strong from carrying
heavy things, legs muscular from
steep incline
rock not metal
a woman who has looked vertical pupil eyed beasts
without a shriek or a flinch as it moves
sideways across the trail
never losing eye contact
a single layer between body and earth
single layer between skin and wind
nothing between eyes and sky until lids close
then
one
bathing in cold water
body hair grows long enough to catch and capture and hold in the scent of moisture from between places
breathed in deep straight to hindbrain instinct
pupils dialate lips swell chest and cheek flush
a sniff
a growl
flat down face up eyes lowered
submission to be dragged by hair
into the cave not before
a playful mock protest shriek
and claw
neck bite
show her who is on top and
inside provider
a woman who does not fear
rock or mud or branch on palm
elbow knee
she knows how to build a fire
reading aloud by it's light
until sleep comes
Maria2394 said:I am soft
that makes men want to fuck me
and now I do not smile
at strangers for fear
of giving the wrong impression
I do not want to be soft
I want to be hardened and cynical
with prickly skin and bad attitude
I want to be strong
enough to tell them all,
Keep your hands off me, I belong
to someone who knows
that my softness is just for him
I am soft, inside
and tears of others
bring tears of my own
I am soft. soft
not weak nor ignorant
soft. smooth. clean
loving. mother. slut
wife. woman
soft enough to make love
hard enough to give birth
balanced enough to live,
to tell
Maria2394 said:I am soft
that makes men want to fuck me
and now I do not smile
at strangers for fear
of giving the wrong impression
I do not want to be soft
I want to be hardened and cynical
with prickly skin and bad attitude
I want to be strong
enough to tell them all,
Keep your hands off me, I belong
to someone who knows
that my softness is just for him
I am soft, inside
and tears of others
bring tears of my own
I am soft. soft
not weak nor ignorant
soft. smooth. clean
loving. mother. slut
wife. woman
soft enough to make love
hard enough to give birth
balanced enough to live,
to tell
Angeline said:oh jazz and the august moon
good times strayed but now
they'll stay and none too soon
night drips in icy clinks Bill Evans
noodles plinks laugh oops the dj
changed his mind but everything
is fine as flowers drink warm chords
dance and sway all the ugly went
away kiss me silly man in a baseball
cap I've had enough of that hard
time jive oh here we are alive
and words are blooming all the gloom
went south all I want is what I see
my poems your mouth let it be
shyly curious said:I really like this!!!!
Angeline said:thank you! it was written under the influence of a little too much icy jagermeister.
Angeline said:ee here
that stuff is like drinking shoepolish
and she hammered almost all of it.
lol
started talking about popsicles and lolipops
Angeline said:And then I passed out.
What a woman, huh?
Tristesse said:And no hangover!. That's what separates the women from the girls.
Angeline said:Oh I wouldn't say that. It was an aspirin morning, lol, but I'm pretty chipper again now.
Tristesse said:.....and he said it was 'flu. Thai food is good for hungover folk.
Angeline said:ee here
that stuff is like drinking shoepolish
and she hammered almost all of it.
lol
started talking about popsicles and lolipops