The New Poems List

[Sweetwood]

My picks of the day

A Tale of the Dog by JUDO

A sigh, a moan,
A titillating groan -
His ears prick.
His nose twitches

this piece makes you want to walk the woods hoping you'll end up with your tail in her hands..... if you were a dog of course! ...Or maybe..... hmmm. I better stop here. Read and lust.
Don't forget to vote

Sleepy Reality

fun like Morgenstern

Quietly in June

An easy read leaving you relaxed and comfortable.

Sweetwood

 

[WickedEve]

Re: My picks of the day

A Tale of the Dog by JUDO



this piece makes you want to walk the woods hoping you'll end up with your tail in her hands..... if you were a dog of course! ...Or maybe..... hmmm. I better stop here. Read and lust.
Don't forget to vote

This is another good one by Judo. I always love reading her poetry. Her words romp through my mind.

 

[JUDO]

Thanks for the mention, oh ye of the sweet wood. (Is it sweetwife? Tell all.) And thanks to you, too, WE.

(*bending over and barking like the bitch I am*)

It gets my tail waggin'.

Hmmm...now I gotta pee on somethin'.

- Judo

 

[Sweetwood]

hands or tails?

JUDO speculated

(Is it sweetwife? Tell all.)

shhhh........ JUDO, it is .... my tail fits her hand perfectly.....

Sweetwoof

 

[Sweetwood]

Sunday's Best

Nereid Layers by Lauren Hynde

the refined version of this poem is to be congratulated on. The subtle musings through change of wind in the early evening hours. Will the seaward wind blow? Go enjoy and vote, this is worth it.


To Remember by Lillith 1968

This piece has the quality of Renoir painting. It is impressionism driven. A wonderful read yet it could be a touch more subtle. I especially like the end:

Sweet & hot it came
And I closed my eyes
To hold the feelings in

And now
An age later
I still close my eyes
And remember

midnightku by Senna Jawa

As always:sparse; as always: interesting.

Sunday morning reading at it's best

Sweetwood

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Re: Sunday's Best

Nereid Layers by Lauren Hynde

the refined version of this poem is to be congratulated on. The subtle musings through change of wind in the early evening hours. Will the seaward wind blow? Go enjoy and vote, this is worth it.

Sweetwood

Thank you for the kind words, Sweetwood. Writing and rewriting this piece over and over was a very positive experience, and I feel like I owe so much of it to Judo, Chris, Byron and UP...

 

[Sweetwood]

isn't it great

Lauren:

Isn't it wonderful to work on something with people who know what the're doing and are not afraid to be specific and explicit. It improves the working and the work.

Sweetwood

 

[JUDO]

New - 06-24-02 & 06-25-02

A few that caught me. - Judo
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A heart in the right place

I’m not a man, not if being a man
Means being rigid and abrasive and unyielding
I’m not done evolving
There is still so much I still want to do, to be.

What I'm Not
by Bob Peale©
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Wrapped in her own contentment(and a first timer!)

Even as you lay awake,
recounting,
the debts you've paid,
I smile,
For fate,
is my revenge.

I Smile
by LadyLivinia©
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Cat lover alert!

And it just so happened that this odd little arc
Succeeded in helping the paws hit it’s mark
The paws suggested that they play with their victim
And the stomach wanted it immediately in the digestive system

The Calico's Tale
by Chicklet©
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Ever wonder why knives are kept in the kitchen?

From now on, I don't have time for stupid things
Or for wasted words
Just bring me the ones that count
Else they aren't getting heard

Spoiled
by Laced©
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Moments of tingle

Flash of light before my eyes
Jolts and spasms through my limbs

Three Short Erotic Poems
by Chicklet©

 

[Rybka]

One worth reading. . .

. . . and thinking about. I don't too often find a poem that uses a metaphor/theme that has nopt been over-mined. This one is fairly novel, at least to me. Give it a read and maybe a vote. Spoiled by Laced.

Regards, Rybka

 

[LadyLavinia]

Judo-
Thanks for the mention and the lovely welcome.


Lady Lavinia

 

[karmadog]

re: I smile

I hadn't read this until I saw it on this thread, but it's a pretty good pissed off poem. Particularly this line:

Even as your harsh words,
bloody my name,
I smile,
You were lucky to have me,
for that short while.

Pithy.

 

[JUDO]

Judo-
Thanks for the mention and the lovely welcome.


Lady Lavinia

WELCOME!

Thanks for joining us. Please look around the Poetry Forum. We have lots of fun stuff to do and the folks are pretty cool, too, who hang out here.

Thanks for the first post. We're honored!

Now, get inspired and create some more stuff.


- Judo

 

[Sweetwood]

Choices

Of Words and Bones by Rybka

This reminds you of old movies with scenes in Oklahoma during the depression years. The word solitude in the second stanza may not be necessary. The whole scene screams it without it having to be said. Very good read.

My Life Haikuby Wicked Eve

Very, very good Haiku

When They Turn On You by Wicked Eve

I cannot comment on this. Read it!

Sweetwood

 

[Rybka]

"Solitude"

Glad you liked Of Words And Bones Sweetwood. It was really Texas, but Oklahoma is right next door.
A similar poem is: Homemade Memory Soup

I wondered about "Solitude" but didn't know what else would be better. Also I didn't want to change the words in the original e-mail too much. I thought it pretty good as sent. I particularly like the simile in the first stanza.

Regards, Rybka

 

[WickedEve]

Re: Choices

My Life Haikuby Wicked Eve

Very, very good Haiku

When They Turn On You by Wicked Eve

I cannot comment on this. Read it!

Sweetwood [/B]

Thank you, sweetlog.

I was unsure about submitting When They Turn On You. I thought it may be too disturbing. And I haven't had much practice with Haiku. I definitely want to do more of that.

I'm glad you enjoyed them.

 

[WickedEve]

Re: "Solitude"

Glad you liked Of Words And Bones Sweetwood. It was really Texas, but Oklahoma is right next door.
A similar poem is: Homemade Memory Soup

I wondered about "Solitude" but didn't know what else would be better. Also I didn't want to change the words in the original e-mail too much. I thought it pretty good as sent. I particularly like the simile in the first stanza.

Regards, Rybka

Of Words And Bones is very good, Rybka. I think solitude works.

 

[Sweetwood]

Rainy Friday morning reads let's you feel sunshine

Slide It In Slow by JUDO

Oh baby where? when? Shall I bring the sex towels? Except, if I make you squirm, it sounds like someone made a dirty joke. Gorgeous poem, very explicit! Loose the squirm.

hersheyby Wickedest of Eves

I'll take hershey chocolate pussy any day, any time. I will look like a child with chocolate smeared around my face, but who cares.

fleeting farm fantasiesby OT

finally someone who recognized the sensual character of farm buildings. This is farm sex at it's best.

Lovely reads!

Sweetwood

 

[Angeline]

I'm Soaked

Soaking Into You by Red_Writer

Thank you Red for this lovely poem. I'm flattered that one of my own poems inspired yours. This is one of the nicest unexpected benefits of writing poetry here. It's terrific when our ideas and words here lead each other to more poems.

I think the idea of being a drop of sweat rolling down your lover's skin (Skin Game) or of the er various fluids of lovers in aftermath soaking together (Soaking Into You) can create erotic, intimate imagery. Sure did in your poem!

Thanks again for this one. Now can we take a shower?

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Here you go, Angie:

Soaking Into You by Red_Writer ©
and
Skin Game by Angeline ©

 

[WickedEve]

Re: Rainy Friday morning reads let's you feel sunshine

hersheyby Wickedest of Eves

I'll take hershey chocolate pussy any day, any time. I will look like a child with chocolate smeared around my face, but who cares.

I wrote this one about 6 months ago and forgot about it. It's the kind of poem that puts a smile on your face... or in your case, sweetwood, chocolate pussy. lol

 

[PAUL C]

The Bookmaker

Say hello to the bookmaker of desire.

The one with whom you wager,
when you gamble with your heart.

Check his odds.
Do you think they're in your favour?

All that you can hope for,
is a good run for your money.

You have the pace,
but can you stay the distance?

The winning post,
so far and yet so near.

Say hello to the bookmaker of desire.

The one with whom you wager,
when you gamble with your heart.

Check his odds.
Are they ever in your favour?


Just a sunday afternoon doodle.

 

[FriskyVagina]

Detective Sipowicz?

Paul C is that you in your AV or is it Dennis Franz?

Honestly, your poem's a little corny, but not bad for a Sunday doodle.

 

[PAUL C]

It's me

It's all me I'm afraid.

i didn't think it was all that bad. I have done better, (oh no you haven't).

 

[PAUL C]

See my profile

There is even more of me there.

 

[FriskyVagina]

Re: It's me

It's all me I'm afraid.

i didn't think it was all that bad. I have done better, (oh no you haven't).

Not bad, just a little corny. I'll check out your other poems. I'm sure you've done better.