Sensual metaphors

[bluerains]

holiday

am I
fact or fiction
football kicked
field erection
vision played

 

[neci]

peach cobbler

bowl of peaches firm yet ripe
creating another post dinner delight
stripping fuzzy skin so smooth
juices sweeten
finger's muse
digging in and breaking up
fruit filled pastries in my cup
kneading dough
clinging tight
placed upon my peach delight
bake until the golden hues
broken by the sinful ooze
topped with cream
stiffly beaten
mouthful wonders
the cavern filled
swallowing a fun filled meal

 

[bluerains]

caption

held in defense
some poetic realm

music flies in arrows
camera shot
three dots
meeting mound

amusement
skylarks
winner downed
loser lined
system bound
I cease its limits
tipped termed
terminated

 

[Darkness1130]

Unquenched thirst

I can't be the only one who thirsts

You know you are thirsty too

Yesterday, we shared a drink and then another

Seeming to never be able to quench our thirsts

Needing more to drink...more to taste

Savoring every drop. Licking our lips to sample again.

I awoke today still voracious as before

But it seems your appetite has been fulfilled

And I sit alone on your couch

With my cup in my hand

Wanting more to drink, to gulp, to taste

But it appears my thirst will go unquenched

Unless I get it myself

But to share a drink with you would be so much better

My parched mouth craves a taste of your water

Instead, I'm forced to suffer until I wither

Until I'm forced to crawl and seek an oasis elsewhere

But please believe, when I taste more water

I'll partake as if I will never be given more

Then, I will extract it all and be gone

Then YOU will be the one

Wishing for relief for your thirst

As the agony of lost water sinks deeper

And deeper to the spot within you

Where I once had let you hold mine.

 

[bluerains]

sunny blue

star dripped


blue water craves to contain
even though the sunset lets go
tis no longer of interest
what longs
for the moon
and holds a cup to
the wildness of windy waves
fingering for teardrops
from eyes sun dried
light lifted
flux transfered

 

[bluerains]

tongue tapped

mouth stretched
wide wolfe washed
beast bolted

 

[bluerains]

always takes the day
my sense of moon walking
weeds wilerness stalking

 

[bluerains]

plain sober

sparkling
lemon
water
wet
I am
naturally
nutritious
recovery
required
chronic
drinker
intoxicated

 

[bluerains]

rambling rose

thoughts in trace form
lost behind sunless eyes
color born

 

[bluerains]

turtle doves

history hesitates
spellbound
silent
her epic event
his enclosure
Moirai waves

 

[bluerains]

yesterday fiddles

tuned
to heads once turned
she
begs for one more dance

keepers of strike up
the band
pluck stings of
another pulsating angel
phenomenally
hooked to
breasts unburdened

 

[butters]

summered

to speak of berries
crushed between fingers
squeezing out the juice of her
that ripe must
that hedonistic lust
topped only by her cries of cream

 

[bluerains]

lightly

you were a moment
a travel
a most magnificent marvel
your appearance stunned
the light
rare is such a reality
stealing the normal
material
reflection
cosmic
fancied
you pretended
I knew

 

[quietpoet]

Moments lost
in the realm of illusion
were never moments
to begin with,
just wisps of thought,
floating untethered,
waiting to attach.

We never were
simply illusion,
cosmically connected,
a touch is real.

 

[bluerains]

waved

what was spilled forth
from an endless sea
pours this decade
through the
empty handed
and the words of
"big girls don't bleed"
stop a tsunami

 

[bluerains]

outsourced

70% off
the mall song
she is a sheep
going along
buying China....

 

[butters]

when hands slip, liquid, past the hour
when they hesitate and blur
linger longer than they should, I know
the serpents come

to wrap their heavy coils about me
to press their thoughts of empty eyes
and rictus mouths upon me
to seal this tryst with poison

 

[bluerains]

dead like me series...for George

liquid ruptures
light unstable drinks
then the night flows in
and the death finds sin
and we all crawl into
turntables playing
leap frog

 

[bluerains]

shadow drift

face it
who is your
"hot coffee in a can"
blink the answer if you will
don't just sit still
drink me
sugar me
remember
dump the pill
seal your secrets in sand bots
they kill tuned offerings
offered in a glass of my charming words
we keep them close
standing down the verse
reaping words....

 

[bluerains]

strings

close things
let in
illusions bind

 

[JUDO]

Anticipating Frost

As the blood rushes, my heart hammers in my breast.
The silk and wool on my shoulders guards the cold.
Seven years of absence and now the Winter's bold
Even though my cool expression is breaking its best.

'Tis night in this yellow room of travelled soul,
Where tea leaves steam to warm the trembling toll
And candles push the dark away with glowing spheres
Which I wish my resolve would do to these nagging fears.

A rush, cold breeze assaults the room upon my cheek
An open door dividing this gathered warmth in fragile pew
Then shut, and rumble low voices to find the view
Of the wanderer, tall and lean in dark robes, eyes seek.

I freeze to watch the warmed hearth flames sizzle and break.
A quiet foot steps on carpet, then wood and right next to me.
Deep breath flows into me, my eyes search, "Could it be she?"
A gloved hand, a woolen arm I follow to a blue-eyed ache.

Lovely, so lovely, the forgiveness of a dew-eyed smile.
Her fingers touch mine, and she sits to stay a while.

 

[bluerains]

jigsaw

we to me
means
fortress to one
and
another
stones
erected
mortar
filled
fields defined
as
completed

 

[bluerains]

extinction

watching parts wave
to outworn
was
first its defective
precious followed
until fault lines
were after shocks
of a future forced
into repulse....

 

[butters]

fingers stutter
halt
hinder
flutter
breath
mutter

ooohs and

is that the moon
so bright so bright
spilling cool its pale milk light

shadows sip and shadows fold
shadows make the heart beat bold

clouds across the stone-cold orb
hush the hoof-beats
at the ford

rivers rise and rivers run
greet the rose pre-dawn till sun
comes to burn away the mists

to leave behind residual bliss

 

[bluerains]

lures

you always let me catch you
and I always pull off your wings
to see if you can walk
trouble is
hitchhikers can't fly
and I am not a moth
moonlight acquired
swarm swept