Sensual metaphors

bluerains said:

Harlot Crest

A bit of bare and stain may be laid
at the feet of this halo harlot.
What mother taught her in closed teared shame,
in unbuttoned loins
she proudly claims
each dancing shiver on his quaking chest
delivered from each passion crest.

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shiver and quaking <grin
excellent (....in my blue eyes)

ty for the kick...

My Erotic Trail said:

shiver and quaking <grin
excellent (....in my blue eyes)

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WIP
perhaps a hollow echo curls
clippings of chance encounter
in forever and a day sparks spoken
in muffled moments from the garden
of shaking season hemorrhaging
into words of your metaphoric sea

bluerains said:

WIP
perhaps a hollow echo curls
clippings of chance encounter
in forever and a day sparks spoken
in muffled moments from the garden
of shaking season hemorrhaging
into words of your metaphoric sea

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I can see swells that curl
splashng at winds pulled
by the blue moon's beam
pushed to the dropless edge
cuddled in coves of non-stillness
silently gasping for oxygen
holding a metaphor dear

My Erotic Trail said:

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I can see swells that curl
splashng at winds pulled
by the blue moon's beam
pushed to the dropless edge
cuddled in coves of non-stillness
silently gasping for oxygen
holding a metaphor dear

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river has no depth
no boundary
no up nor down
liquid oxygen...

bluerains said:

river has no depth
no boundary
no up nor down
liquid oxygen...

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We went duck hunting yesterday morning and it was so foggy that you could not see 6 ft in front of you. I choose to hunt with a conoe (motor boats are great in their purpose... but with ducks they tend to go where man in a motor boat can not... any way! The fog was so thick it was almost impossible to tell where you were going, we found ourselves land locked twice and eventually made it two miles down river and found where were wanting to go. It was like rowing blindfolded but we made it. After an hour of hunting... others showed up in their boats 'bitching' about how they got lost in the fog and had to wait till the sun come up to find 'Robs lake' by way of the river. I was not only impressed with our ability I was also enlightened to how others handle going through the world blinded by fog... 'disgruntled' instead of keeping a positive tone in their voice when faced with a challenge. Just had to share that after reading your river has no boundaries <grin (~_~)

Wonderful story Art ..reminds me of so many things like a plath pen I like

http://www.johnmitchell.org/sheep.mp3

Sheep in Fog sheep.mp3

The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the colour of rust,

Hooves, dolorous bells ----
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,

A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.

They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.

My former husband was a stunt pilot and wing walker...he was a very strange man...taught me many things..he was lost in a sudden fog flying upside down and his
story of how he survived was quite inspiring...he knew not if he was up down in out..he had become the fog he said...thats how he survived...becoming one with your
now...he was a p51 fighter pilot shot down in nam..and told me that the fog was more frightening than being held prisioner..I have quite a number of stories from that
amazing pilot...he has alot of famous people who are related to him ...but, he did have down sides...thats another adventure...

My Erotic Trail said:

We went duck hunting yesterday morning and it was so foggy that you could not see 6 ft in front of you. I choose to hunt with a conoe (motor boats are great in their purpose... but with ducks they tend to go where man in a motor boat can not... any way! The fog was so thick it was almost impossible to tell where you were going, we found ourselves land locked twice and eventually made it two miles down river and found where were wanting to go. It was like rowing blindfolded but we made it. After an hour of hunting... others showed up in their boats 'bitching' about how they got lost in the fog and had to wait till the sun come up to find 'Robs lake' by way of the river. I was not only impressed with our ability I was also enlightened to how others handle going through the world blinded by fog... 'disgruntled' instead of keeping a positive tone in their voice when faced with a challenge. Just had to share that after reading your river has no boundaries <grin (~_~)

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Risen


Fog bank
above,
below,
I let go,
to hear my heart
chanting with
souls of river night,
bouncing plasma
beneath grave marks.

Stars whisper my name.
“We are unique”, they say.

So here am I,
a gated baptism
hanging with my undertow
of time..

ty Art for inspiring...

A question was ask of me!

Why I love blue and the sea....here is a clue...


How could plants exist on the third day, before the sun was present (Genesis 1:11-13)?
"Light" existed before the sun (Genesis. 1:3). What light source did God use to mark the first three days?
Since the seas were also formed before the sun (Genesis. 1:9-10), why didn't they quickly freeze? Why didn't the "water above" fall to the ground as snow (Genesis 1:9)?
Did the earth initially move in a straight line, or did it orbit the position of the yet-to-be-created sun?

we are earth and sky
elemental appearance
presenting your show

bluerains said:

Why I love blue and the sea....here is a clue...


How could plants exist on the third day, before the sun was present (Genesis 1:11-13)?
"Light" existed before the sun (Genesis. 1:3). What light source did God use to mark the first three days?
Since the seas were also formed before the sun (Genesis. 1:9-10), why didn't they quickly freeze? Why didn't the "water above" fall to the ground as snow (Genesis 1:9)?
Did the earth initially move in a straight line, or did it orbit the position of the yet-to-be-created sun?

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you may have heard this;

if god created the earth in seven days
then obviously his days are not the same as ours
especially to live so long
so (for instance) a day to god is a million years (for example)
so is it currently the eighth day

I live to see
that brilliant blaze of glory.
Rising to shine, a place setting
of heavenly creations
before our eyes.

There is something in the rising sun and moon
that pulls at my inner being. Saying
come sit, gaze and ponder. Be one with me
as I cast a new life from shore to shore.
Such an even, fills one with awe, like
a soul cleansing from outside ... in.

Peace ~

RhymeFairy said:

I live to see
that brilliant blaze of glory.
Rising to shine, a place setting
of heavenly creations
before our eyes.

There is something in the rising sun and moon
that pulls at my inner being. Saying
come sit, gaze and ponder. Be one with me
as I cast a new life from shore to shore.
Such an even, fills one with awe, like
a soul cleansing from outside ... in.

Peace ~

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From the above fullness of our mouths ,
we hang on each quiver and curl.
Sullen scents
unbraid the coils in us as
pureness of sweet kisses
distill our sorrowful teardrops.
The night smiles..

bluerains said:

From the above fullness of our mouths ,
we hang on each quiver and curl.
Sullen scents
unbraid the coils in us as
pureness of sweet kisses
distill our sorrowful teardrops.
The night smiles..

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The night smiles ....

This line really set the mood.
What a beautiful picture ~ I love the whole poem.
Should submit as is, in my humble opinion, or keep it close

bluerains said:

From the above fullness of our mouths ,
we hang on each quiver and curl.
Sullen scents
unbraid the coils in us as
pureness of sweet kisses
distill our sorrowful teardrops.
The night smiles..

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I agree with RF
nicely done (~_~)

dish washer's hands
scribbling poetry
of soap suds and
warm water.

wip

about a dream...not finished yet, just images moving in the dream mix...

She stood
atop double edged
legend lands of long
lost knights and maidens
round circled emerald tablets
ruby ring united


interlocked in sun and moon

I serve her coffee with kisses
sweet and hot, lightly stirred
she sits back and enjoys
her toy boys attentions

lying in bed, she pillows
his head between cushiony thighs
sighs with the touch
of his tongue's ascension

in a caffeine daze
raises her hips, to yearning
lips, fingers grasp his hair
demanding dedication

he answers her call.
giving all. asking nothing
but the sound of her pleasure
from his ministrations

coffee high

flavor stimulates
aroma lingers
caffeine consumed

spice of life all together in one poem...sighs touch of his tongue
being my favorite line...ty...am off to work.,,ugh Saturday of all things after the holidays ..

tungtied2u said:

I serve her coffee with kisses
sweet and hot, lightly stirred
she sits back and enjoys
her toy boys attentions

lying in bed, she pillows
his head between cushiony thighs
sighs with the touch
of his tongue's ascension

in a caffeine daze
raises her hips, to yearning
lips, fingers grasp his hair
demanding dedication

he answers her call.
giving all. asking nothing
but the sound of her pleasure
from his ministrations

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Euphimistic Rain

Her metaphoric muse
finds words sky clad
from wicked embers
and heavens hue.

She tongue grinds words
like cock to cunt
stolen from soiled smithy,
leaving her perfectly clean
pages of moist imagination,
creaseless.

tungtied2u said:

I serve her coffee with kisses
sweet and hot, lightly stirred
she sits back and enjoys
her toy boys attentions

lying in bed, she pillows
his head between cushiony thighs
sighs with the touch
of his tongue's ascension

in a caffeine daze
raises her hips, to yearning
lips, fingers grasp his hair
demanding dedication

he answers her call.
giving all. asking nothing
but the sound of her pleasure
from his ministrations

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"her toy boys attentions"
'chuckleboned'
I liked this read TT2

toy boy...hum

My Erotic Trail said:

"her toy boys attentions"
'chuckleboned'
I liked this read TT2

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seems we all need toys these days

bluerains said:

seems we all need toys these days

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I keep mine hid in the closet. When alone,
all kinds of naughty stuff comes outta hiding ~

RhymeFairy said:

I keep mine hid in the closet. When alone,
all kinds of naughty stuff comes outta hiding ~

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ooo...tell me more...I like toys..

bluerains said:

ooo...tell me more...I like toys..

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Your a troublemaker I see .. OK,


my pink lil dong
hides and seeks
very well. to me
he can do no wrong.
vibrating on high
my clit he shakes and

takes.
while another
comes out to play.

Sliding into my base
this one wins any
and all races.

With both members playing
this mascot, all I can do
is shimmy, shout 'n scream
for a homerun ~





your turn.

Not one of my best.
A lil writers blocked but it counts right, lol ~

it electric...

It's Electric!





As originally performed by Marcia Griffiths, a Jamaican born reggae singer, she sang backup and toured extensively with Bob Marley's band

Electric Boogie started the "Electric Slide" line dance craze in 1989
you make me think of a dancy tune for the toys...bad girl...

You can't see it
It's electric!
You gotta feel it
It's electric!
Ooh, it's shakin'
It's electric!

Jiggle-a-mesa-cara
She's a pumpin' like a matic
She's a movin' like electric
She sure got the boogie

You gotta know it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie!
Now you can't hold it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie!
But you know it's there,
Yeah here there everywhere

I've got to move,
I'm going on a party ride
I've got to groove, groove, groove,
And from this music I just can't hide.

Are you comin' with me?
Come let me take you on a party ride
And I'll teach you, teach you, teach you
I'll teach you the electric slide

Some say it's mystic
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't resist it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't do without it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
Jiggle-a-mesa-cara she's a pumpin' like a matic
She's movin' like electric
She sure got the boogie

Don't wanna lose it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
But you can't choose it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
But you know it's there,
Yeah here there everywhere

I've got to move,
Come let me take you on a party ride
And I'll teach you, teach you, teach you
I'll teach you the electric slide

Some say it's mystic
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't resist it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
You can't do without it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
Jiggle-a-mesa-cara she's a pumpin' like a matic
She's movin' like electric
She sure got the boogie

Don't wanna lose it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
But you can't choose it
It's electric
Boogie woogie, woogie
But you know it's there,
Yeah here there everywhere

RhymeFairy said:

Your a troublemaker I see .. OK,


my pink lil dong
hides and seeks
very well. to me
he can do no wrong.
vibrating on high
my clit he shakes and

takes.
while another
comes out to play.

Sliding into my base
this one wins any
and all races.

With both members playing
this mascot, all I can do
is shimmy, shout 'n scream
for a homerun ~





your turn.

Not one of my best.
A lil writers blocked but it counts right, lol ~

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