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Re: Hey, _Land

Elda My fiend, It was a simple ode to your style of poetry.
but if it would make you feel better you can take me out back and rape me _Land






Elda Furry said:
Elda Smut Slut
by _Land ©
Eldas the queen of tasteless smut
She makes me a whore, a useless slut

I wander in and out of her thread
stroking mindlessly, my engourged head

I just read her Poem "Im not nice"
I have to confess she has my vice

From there I went to her "Ass"
I almost came on my second pass

Her one on "instant gratification"
certainly helped with my masterbation

Imagining "sexing up her pretty pussy hole"
stroking harder my hard purple pole


Finally reading "puSSygaSmS and cockploSionS"
My orgasmic release from her penned notions

Ahhhh yes Elda my Smut Slut
Im glad your legs are never shut


Tasteless smut? What's tasteless about an ass open for business? The taste is rather frisky. And sexed up pretty pussy holes are the cheese whiz on your ritz. puSSygaSmS and cockploSionS blow me away with a burst of flavor. Instant gratification of throbbing thrusting taste budding. Just remember, I'm not fucking nice!

btw, my twat's been snatched! Call super heroes in tights!
:devil: :devil: :devil:
 
turn off your scorpions

i am not the one appointed to do this so lay back.
JUDO has appeared with a poem that needs attention not just for today but for generations.
so strike me down if you do not agree.
In All This Darkness
Listed to one side
My knees cramp, but I do not move.

darkness
 
I second that, smithpeter.

When I saw that Poem this morning, I just had to write to Judo and thank her for giving me the chance to read it. It really is on a league of its own.
 
That is a wonderful read, for reasons deeper then the obvious.
Thank you for kindly sharing that Judo, I truly appreciate your gift.
_Land
 
Wow. Thanks, SP, _L and Lauren.

I guess we write and write, then once in a while, we get lucky, too.

;)
- Judo
 
Please

Please, would you be my essential venue?
Please


Great Poem SP, love that line






Also of note:
got all grown up
by smithpeter ©
have whiskers
will travel

music still makes me jump
around the house
need a round house
with corners just for bathing

hired toughs
strapping boys and interruption

wait,
what is that around the corner?

the belly exposed ladies of ganged members
waiting

do they have brains
as long as the loins they display?
splay, lay, purloin and bask
just for moments they have no
idea
exist

come right in
make your self at home
enjoy my space

wicked grins prevail



I am pretending we are lovers.
by smithpeter ©
you smell the same
my penis is just as interested
it points like a compass needle
to your places geographic
not submerged but moving
much faster than our favorite
glacier

I had to read this one twice, reminded me a little of soul searching.....................Dont ask me why...
emigration
by Senna Jawa ©

i strove against the stream of foreign faces
each face a token sail
above the sidewalk

i swear that on that day
i was sober and sane
but a face
from an abandoned sea
would
again and again
look at me

i'd try to resist then
i'd turn around and catch up
with the familiar boat
each time
i wouldn't know the captain
 
Re: Please

_Land said:
emigration
by Senna Jawa ©
Hey, _Land, thank you for mentioning my poem. And for reviving this thread. It saw better times. (The competion from Karmadog was too strong :)).

Regards,
 
New Poems

With Touching Desires
by Hope ©
Did you touch yourself
As I softly spoke
Moan with desires
On each tender stroke

Did you sense desires
Could you taste me
My sensuous lips
Hands roaming free

Did you feel me glide
Sliding over skin
My breath qickens
As I sense you within

Did you secretly smile
Hearing my sighs
My dripping desire
Where we fantascise

Did your body shiver
Sensing my touch
With a climax near
I love you so much

Did you feel flowing
As pleasures arise
Dip into the warmth
Orgasms syncronise

Ill have to finish this in another post when my heartbeat returns to normal........................
 
Now that Im breathing and my palms are not sweaty

I will finish this, for some reason, that poem reminded me an awful lot of last night...............*DEEP SIGH*




Ok enough of that, would you let me take a stroll in your garden?

Flowers and Petals
by UKPoeticDreamer ©
She lies before him naked except for a smile
Her body heated and pink with anticipation of his touch

He stands before her shaking inside
His body responds in heated fervour to her skin

His hands flow over her flower
Opening it gently to the wind

Her moans from lips escaping
Her petals engorged with lifeblood

He sighs and tastes the sweet nectar
As a bee desiring to lap up every drop

Her heart quickens as he finds the centre of her pleasure
Her petals open her eyes close

He moans deeply at her musky warmth
His body betraying him at the outset

He longs to feel the petals around his strong shaft
He longs to pierce the flower and take it for his own

He lifts and drives inside her
Moans of ecstasy escape her lips

The flower of her womanhood opens and embraces his light
They meet in a cataclysm of orgasmic delight

He withdraws and her flower wilts with longing
Pulsing with pleasure they hold one another

Longing for warmth of a new day
When the flower will open once more.

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Not so finger lickin good.............
great poem Ryb
Rubber Chicken
by Rybka ©
Awful tasting food
Rubber chicken circuit
Very small portions

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Why cant I just be me????????

candles
by Senna Jawa ©




anticipation --a book the title not revealed yet
sweet dreams --a Kissin playing Chopin a CD
wall's pleasure --graphics by Dali
busy time --computer paraphernalia
health --a pair of Nike's and thick socks
comfort --a wool blanket

good gifts good gifts but
experts advise bring her flowers

yes great

and be romantic
a dinner with candles

sure have fire-proof and sure-fire
curtains and sheets

and dress nice yourself it will please her

ok ok

and experts continue for work too
dress well dress for success

GET LOST!


Do to the lenght of this poem, I will simply post the link, I think its worth a look, and then a second look.............\
Great Poem humblyyours

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=61559
 
Re: Re: _Land's choices:

_Land said:




Ok, now im going to just ask a plain old dumb Question
I can get the link posted, but how do you attatch it to the title and authour, with out it showing up seperatley?



Thanks Lauren, Hows the hospital, comming along got all the beds made?
*running through the thread*

<URL=http://whatever.com>whatever text you want</URL> with [ ] instead of < >

Not yet. :(

*back to work*
 
Re: Re: _Land's choices:

_Land said:




Ok, now im going to just ask a plain old dumb Question
I can get the link posted, but how do you attatch it to the title and authour, with out it showing up seperatley?

That's...seperately.

Like this:

(url="http://www.literotica.com")(color=blue)(b)(size=3)The Literotica Site(/size)(/b)(/color)(/url)

If you substitute brackets "[]" for where I have parenthesis "()", this will give you the words "The Literotica Site" as a link in blue with size type 3 emboldened.

For example:

The Literotica Site

Until you get this down, the Preview button comes in real handy.

;)
- Judo
 
Re: Re: Re: _Land's choices:

JUDO said:


That's...seperately.

Like this:

(url="http://www.literotica.com")(color=blue)(b)(size=3)The Literotica Site(/size)(/b)(/color)(/url)

If you substitute brackets "[]" for where I have parenthesis "()", this will give you the words "The Literotica Site" as a link in blue with size type 3 emboldened.

For example:

The Literotica Site

Until you get this down, the Preview button comes in real handy.

;)
- Judo



Thanks JUDO, trying to re-literate myself with all the computerese i need to know
 
Thank you, _Land for the mentions. Though I fear that you choosing so many of mine this time could be considered a cry for help.
Are you OK?
Say "ahhh".;)
Really,
Thank you,
sp
 
smithpeter said:
Thank you, _Land for the mentions. Though I fear that you choosing so many of mine this time could be considered a cry for help.
Are you OK?
Say "ahhh".;)
Really,
Thank you,
sp

SP half of the new poems belong to you :p
 
9-05-02 New Poems

I spose(is that really a word) I might say just a jot about what might or might not make a poem stick out to me.........the first thing I look for in a poem, is what kind of an emotional response does it elicit, does it make me smile, close my eyes and dream, do eye have to turn away to hold back a tear, or does it make me angry.............To me a poem that brings an emotion out is a good poem. Ok, I know some of you might scorn my method for viewing poetry, but for me form is secondary( I hear the grumbles already ) I look to find emotion spent. mental Images are good too
That said, I do find that on occasion, Poems that dont necessarily get an emotional response, but make me think are really good to.........

We will see if i can do the Link thingy this morning


Here are todays new Poems, and what they elicited from me.

4mw by smithpeter ©

This poem made me scratch my head and ponder


The Hallmark Quickie
by karmadog ©

This is by far the most entertaining read on the index this morning
I love to laugh, and this was hilarrious



Hate To Feel
by Unwanted ©

This poem, made me feel regret, sorrow, and anger.



Also of notable mention
Rise
by Unwanted ©


This poem is worth some discussion. Would love to see what others though of this Poem...........


I still miss Karma:rolleyes:
 
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smithpeter got a coveted 'E'!!! For Mystery Man.

Personally, I liked The Animal Family On Tour

My spouse kneels like the sprawling,
leg kicking Giraffe Rockette she is.
enduring few of my comments
in the Hyena Tongue
she is not so well versed in.

I've never found a woman who could speak Hyena, and it breaks my heart. Somehow, speaking in a common animal language is just not the same. Great poem, sp!

This one interested me too.

Union, Version B by Anais

You are there,
nose nuzzled, lips pressed
against the red-chaos of my curl-nest.
What is it we create here

I'm not too sure about some of the line breaks. I might have done them differently, but who the fuck am I?

I'd also like to point out that I put this up before I clicked on her profile.

Hey, _Land. I may have to start doing the titles again. I'm finding that I miss the opportunity for my morning rant. We'll see.

PS. Thanks for the mention on my 'Quickie'. On another thread you asked about meter--this poem is an example of how not to do it. I didn't manage to keep the rhythm on that one. Ah well, I'm a white guy. What can you expect?
 
Thanks for the mention K-dog, Miss the morning funny's myself.


i dont think any one would complain if ya kept the thread going for ohhhhhhhhhh just the next 20 years or so.
 
Thanks again for mentions, dog and _Land.
An E? Now what do I do?
I know who to thank but it is nice to just sit here and thing, I mean think.
A good friend gave me a very belated cake today. It is very small and carrot, encased in about an inch of cream cheese icing.
It is very very.
It represents celebratory gluttony.
No, is.

one could go around slamming their own poems
with embarrassed modesty
as the excuse
when praise comes their way

But, feels good in moderation.

yours,
sp
 
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Why Do they call it beaver?

quote:
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Why Do they call it beaver?
Because it eats my wood?
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Actually, it refers back to an English style of beard that London gentlemen wore.


Regards, Rybka
 

confident
by littlekateyes ©


"I want to see that desperate look in his eyes when I won’t let him touch me
I want to tease him till he can’t take it anymore
I want him to need me
I need him to want me
But how will it be?
Will I make it known these thoughts of mine?
Or simply smile to myself and gaze at him longingly "

great poem lil kat I want to be teased like that............Oh wait I already am. tee hee


Ecstasy
by SilentLady ©

"There it is--the door.
My heart skips that proverbial beat.
The sound of it roars like the sound of white water rapids as they tumble over the rocks on their way to calmer water. "


I must say that that stanza alone made this poem my favorite, and it gets better from there......





Heartbreaking to me
by littlekateyes ©


For those of you asking about 9-11 poetry...............




Thursday Sept. 5
by sweet_sex_kitten ©



I love gut wrenching pain release first thing in the morning what can I say.......................its sort of like a good dose of prunes when your constipated.......................ok back to being serious.......
I felt your poem, kitten thanks



If any one else would like to comment, feel free...............Im not the most qualified for this position..........although the smell is quite quaint:p
 
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