all of a sudden passion suddenly

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[todski28]

defeat unrelenting

How do I see the keys when
all that seems to be is
twisted gnarled like some
lightning struck petrified oak

the wind has blown a whip
crack gale
plants are strewn sideways
blind by waters stream
as I push against this
invisible beast that tears at my clothes
rips at my face

what have I to fight back
with but coarse words
alone
bar the whistle and clatter
as anything not bolted down
is blown around picked up and tossed
as deadly dandelion blades
that whizz and smash into
anything in their path

I stand is this tempest
be damned with you
and all you take
for I still stand

what was will never be again
I can remember
I can
I
Just
don't
know

 

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[todski28]

he don't express excess in words
it's the way he swaggers a rolling gait
with lat's like wings cutting
a v from back to torso

the black and white stamp of
his children's feet inked into
the ripples of muscles
that bulge like some exotic
ice-cream you want to taste
just to see if it's as amazing as it looks

he turns and sees your stare
a smirk and gleam in his eye
youur pale face blushes red
as if he could read
you like a book

the tilt of his hips, the breadth of his chest
makes you realise he would play you
like an electric guitar
hard and amped

cross your legs
and remember for later
this stranger that just
cut through you
a look that promised
salvation

 

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[todski28]

love the look of lacey garments
the tricks they play on the eyes
pretending to hide the delicacy inside

seperate like tissue paper in the rain
a run line of fine filigree
she tastes of gold, potpourri, and fine wine

smooth like the finest marble
hewn with pumice stone
a quiver in her flanks like a horse ready to run

I take the reigns
magenta blooms as I strike
a blow to let her know
it's time to ride

this visceral reaction as she bucks
settles into the rhythm
smack
Smack
Smack
Smack

with each welting blow
we glide along,
well trained we ease into the bends
as one
the up and down seamless
the thump of flesh
the smack of hand on rump
breath pants shallow as we hit
the first jump

a small stumble
rear legs give way
I hold tight as legs steady
stay low and deep in the saddle
hands tight feel the muscles ripple

ease her back into a canter with a gentle
swat, sweat slathered, breath gathered.
for a second run,

 

[todski28]

You beg me
to quench your fire
but baby you forget
I'm gasoline

 

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[todski28]

Nitrous burns too quick
but it's always a race for you
because you can always refuel
ready in a flash

I as a driver need time
for muscles to relax
head to clear
from the dizzy rush
the adrenaline has surged
so I drive you at my pace
and you get to gear change
for longer

 

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[todski28]

Each little morsel consumed
slowly, a slight tug of teeth
that separates tender
meat, heated, basted
marinated, to cause mmmmm's
to be hummed, base tones
in vocal groans that relish
the swirl and curl of a tongue
that explodes sesnsory data
straight into a willing brain


The juices that drips from lip
and gentle trickle streams
that team and burst with flavour
crisp bacon and caramelized onion
butter melted, honey dipped
the rich sip of gravy slathered
breast, make way for the thigh
it's nigh on impossible to resist

licked lips as teeth scrape
just hard enough to feel
before diving
head first mouth open
into dessert

dreams of cream laced buns
basted in rum and rasin
ice_cream
that freeze a tickle that ripples
through

which bit to lick first
to sup and satiate
maybe saturate that urge
to taste everything just once
before plunging in
reckless rapids
that slip into food coma

 

[champagne1982]

If patriot could be defined
in all a citizen wears
the uniform must needs include:

pride in what the country stands for
acceptance of the weak and disenfranchised
trust that values learnt at parental knees are enough
respect that circumstance is what makes us, us
ideals that fit in with all of the above
outer appearance that harmonizes with what's inside the skin
tenacity to ensure that the nations beliefs are held high.

It is not a particular shade of melanin
nor a religious dogma that shapes
a nation. It is the value of being human.

 

[Neonurotic]

It snowed in June this year,
but my neighbor moved away,
taking her too short kimono,
her naked peach so luscious,

I forgot arduous chores
of shoveling a heavy wet slop
to plowing a heady split, whispering
amorous words, most sincere.

All that remains of her are an empty
porch swing, frozen roses and a
fruit tree to never be picked for
the best damn peach jam I've ever had.

 

[butters]

at last the rain
beats cold slick fingers against the
brown drum of the earth
to raise a steady rhythm
set the greens to dance
to dip and sway
feet straining to break surface
reaching
reaching
drinking
like a dry sea-bed welcoming the return of its tides
and the birds still
hold their breath
for the longest moment
confer in a shouldering of feather to feather
under the dim canopy

 

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[Angeline]

When does it end
this pain seeping
like a slow wound
while the heedless world
passes. Someone says

Have a nice day

so I smile, straighten
my spine, try to edge back
from the bleak and the black
the crowding crying
thoughts the empty bed
glasses on the table, the hat
you tossed on the chair
(the hat you called your hair),
and I watch it resting
there.

I talk to your picture,
picture your eyes,
think of our hands curled
together even in sleep.

I'm still reaching
for that warm safe place
that was you and trying
so hard not to fall.

 

[bronzeage]

When does it end
this pain seeping
like a slow wound
while the heedless world
passes. Someone says

Have a nice day

so I smile, straighten
my spine, try to edge back
from the bleak and the black
the crowding crying
thoughts the empty bed
glasses on the table, the hat
you tossed on the chair
(the hat you called your hair),
and I watch it resting
there.

I talk to your picture,
picture your eyes,
think of our hands curled
together even in sleep.

I'm still reaching
for that warm safe place
that was you and trying
so hard not to fall.

 

[Angeline]

Dear one
do you see me? Are you
there among the crowd
of stars singing drop D
open tuning open heart
lap steel sliding blurring
the chords to sag
behind the beat sad
and sweet
as your blues?

You talked to flowers,
watched the sky the trees,
Sir Gawain my green
night is gray but I will not
let this blow away.

Your words written
in me engraved in the skin
the bone darling dharma
bum, my love now I am
your home.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Dear one
do you see me? Are you
there among the crowd
of stars singing drop D
open tuning open heart
lap steel sliding blurring
the chords to sag
behind the beat sad
and sweet
as your blues?

You talked to flowers,
watched the sky the trees,
Sir Gawain my green
night is gray but I will not
let this blow away.

Your words written
in me engraved in the skin
the bone darling dharma
bum, my love now I am
your home.

This is so lovely. Probably my favorite of the ones I've read of yours to date. Even in grief, beauty.

 

[todski28]

Morning cries fine tears
of frost mist as the sun
makes a pitiful attempt to
cut a hole in the cold

Summers warm fingers
fell light
stroked hair and face
in heated caress
breath held head tilted
eyes closed to drink it in
through eyelids and skin

that time when ice and sleet
were a joke
A road trip into some distant future
bound by line of sight blocked
by hills that thrust into a willing sky

time does what time does
the world turned till it froze
and now the only sound
Is the chatter of my teeth
As eyes closed
head held back
A trail of diamond glisten
cracked on pale cheeks.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

In grief I run away
from thought
to the inconsequential.
Trying to fill my mind
with things that don't matter.
But still amidst the dross,
a tear falls,
it is for you my friend.
The one I can't be near
or hold and offer comfort,
where no comfort exists.
And my heart aches.

 

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[pensivepoet]

Mixed Medium

The long lines of you
Pencil straight before me
Drawing me in
Tempting me to scribble
Between and outside
Bend and twist
Reshape until
Angles reveal curves
Currently hidden from view
Where I can add and subtract
Color, shadow, depth
To my hearts content
Redrawing you
Into the picture
Of my desire.

That was really well done, trixie. An interesting look from the artist's perception. Loved the rhythm.