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Angeline said:I just read it, fishie, and you are right--it is really really good. It's tightly written and precise but nutty creative. She nailed it.
So to speak.
Tathagata said:what will you do
with these pages of thoughts and tributes
that i've laid at your feet, or trapped you in, or hurled like
stone acusations?
will you tell anyone about them?
Or will you tuck them next to
the memory of us
and on silent days
unpack all of me
onto your bumpy bed
and lie with me
curled up
grasping paper,
speaking in whispers
and cry
as i do?
Tristesse said:I saw this.................
Maybe it's hormones or mis-matched bio-rythmns - or maybe your just a great poet - but this made me cry.
flyguy69 said:Holy crap, it's Happy Nude Day on this thread!
Oh, ummm... read.... pocket full by Willow Rain. Even though it has that "secreted" word! And not all berries by annaswirls. Delicious!
champagne1982 said:IM?
Meet me on Yahoo baby.
You know I long to sit
and click my passion's
lyric out in time signatures
of lust and longing.
First a playful three-four waltz
across the flirting hello
I've missed your conversation
make me smile for just this hour
I can find for you.
Your politics and my love poems
make strange bedfellows
until we samba to a two four
staccato accent on each word
I love you so.
Meet me on Yahoo baby
and I promise that the cha-cha
of those impossible stretches
of six-eight bars
will slow down and drag
me into politics
and love poetry
until you catch your breath.
JEEEZ, Anna! Don't you ever stop! A soft-shelled crab poem?annaswirls said:With a pair of scissors
go about a ¼ inch behind the eyes
and snip off eyes and mouth.
Pull up shell from shoulder and
remove gills on both sides.
Lift up belly flap
and clean or remove belly flap completely.
she does not seem to mind
being snipped and lifted
you do not hear any complainnts
of being Blinded
Silenced
as fingers dig down in
removing feathered gills
wishing he could remember to take her heart as well...
clean, crisp, eaten
She will find her way
through artery and vein
trailing pieces along the path
to his
heart
beats harder to pump through hardened pathways
she does not seem to mind being cleaned and eaten whole
or in bites
you do not see regret for coming out of hiding too soon
before the shell had a chance to grow
they never seem to take us
hard, invulnerable
Tathagata said:Jenn and Duckie for the mention of my poem.
And Blue ,yes, the title was a slap at myself for writing yet another one.
Thanks to all who voted and commented
RhymeFairy said:see the ship
sailing for dry land
all aboard, know
there is hope
better future
for all who dare
cotton fluff fields
planted patiently
personalized boarders
of billowing thistles
crystal ball drops
to the filthy floor
no answer
forthcoming
share the crops
of times tight fist
raking in all
from the ship
show the meek
mercy my friend
drop the crops
within winds dusty hand
share what you can
for we fight, this fight
we meaningful few
for the young lives
that sail, on the morrow ...
neonurotic said:much thanks to du lac and duckie smut for mentioning my poems the last couple of days...also thanks to all the nice poets/readers for the public comments.
Jennifer C said:Summer mornings by Dorksical, still a relatively new poet but I really find her work inspiring.
RhymeFairy said:I am blown away. I seriously mean that ~!
I cannot express my Thanks enough to Tristesse , Wicked Eve , My Erotic Tale ( Art ), Angeline , The Fool , Tathagata , Neo , Jennifer C. , Blue , Don ...
I know I have left some out (will kick myself later ... sorry if I have forgotten you ...) .
All my friends. I can never express enough how much I Really Appreciate your kind words, encouragement, support, and all your help. I have been known to PM someone and say~ Err can ya help me?
I can say without a doubt, I have never had a more wonderful group of friends. I have and still do have (grins) a lotta friends, but you all ...
You leave this ole gurl ... speechless ~
All my Thanks ... Huggs ... Happy Writing ~!!!
err I forgot, (so goofy am I)
Thank you all for reading, commenting, and voting on my new poems ...
Bows and blushes to be in the presence of such talent ...
that's why I had come on,
to Thank you all for the support, and reading my poems.
I truly am Honored...
Thank You all from the bottom of my heart for all this and more ....
baby seal? well, I can't club you now.Willow Rain said:Some of the writing on literotica is a bit... well.. unfinished shall we say in the story sections. There is a writer I very much like who is natively poetic but who writes in fiction format. She posted something today that simply must be shared. I'm bad, I know, it's not a poem. I'll hold still for the spankings.
She's very much worth a read. So forgive me this once, recomending something besides a poem. She has a way with emotion and language. I hope you enjoy her as much as I do.
Willow
http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=208983
WickedEve said:i envy an old woman who dies
with an apron full of bread
and tears, face like flour
that won't brush away. her hands
were gentle, pushing in the cutter,
filling another sheet
with ginger boys. she knew cookies
came out crisp
and with snap that would leave mama
to cool on the sill. she was warm
for supper, and now beside the coffin,
they slice into her like berry pie and taste
the lady, with sweet recall.