all of a sudden passion suddenly

[Maria2394]

I've about haldol I can take
of your stupid selfish shit
and one day soon, you'll wake up
and wonder where your family went
and the ones you call gestapo,
family/children services wont care
if you wake up or not

you outta care about about your girl
Laura's got nobody but you
and that aint saying a lot
how I'd love to shake you up
rock your world with a little more pain
than what you think you have already
cause girl you dont have no idea
how it feels to be sitting in a place
where birthdays and Christmas dont exist
and all your food comes out of plastic bags

you know i was there,
more than once and i can tell you
its not glam, its not posh, ol Rush had it made
but you wont, cause you arent rich
and nobody but me cares
and I dont know what to do
about you litte sister
what should I do?

 

[perks]

sassy pussy
doesn't listen
to anything
logical

 

[darkmaas]

On my plate
a green bean
thin and rather svelte
if I may say.

It comes from Kenya
from the shores of Lake Naivasha
brought to my table
less than forty-eight hours
after picking,
via Amsterdam
and Montreal.

I chose it over
its California cousin,
fatter and less perfect,
picked by migrant workers
over a week ago.

Is this madness
or merely well oiled
market efficiency?

 

[Savage Kitten]

Like life. It's sudden. It's all passion.

All of A Sudden

All of a sudden,
Passion passed me by.
A warm breath, caress of skin,
A whisper out of reach.
I didn't realize what is was,
Until it wasn't.

All of a sudden,
My life was revived.
A quicker pulse, opened eyes,
A yearning to know more.
I didn't realize what is was,
But it was.

All of a sudden,
I reached out for more.
A lustful mind, nuturing heart,
A woman ready to accept.
I didn't realize what it was,
But I was.

Sk~


Sorry for the rustiness folks.... I'm dusting off the ol cobwebs and tryin to get that poetry flowing again. Thanks in advance for puttin up with me haha

 

[Savage Kitten]

snow

crunching under my feet
sliding down the street
weeeeeeeeeeeee
my little girlie giggle

perfectly shaped ice diamonds
melting on my tongue
dribble n' sniffles
from my lil girlie nose

wet frozen fingers
mittens long ago forgotten
snowmen and angels
hours of girlie fun

many seasons pass
in places not so cold
A woman reminiscent
my girlie winter scene

Sk~

 

[Guest]

rutted mud cradles small rinks
who skates here?
fieldmice, by the light of the moon.
muffled and capped,
they shinny about,
minute hockey sticks in paw.

They left a stick behind last night
I found it
and stuck it in the muddy snow
for the next game.

 

[Eumenides]

She
Smells like tangerines freshly picked
Looks like dusk in the summer
Feels like chenille on a cold day
Sounds like the first hint of locusts
Tastes like dark chocolate melting
I imagine

 

[perks]

I would like to sleep
in my bed
without two year old legs
kicking me
awake

I would like to sleep
in my bed
with someone
who doesn't wear
diapers

I would like to sleep
in my bed
without poetry jumbles
caught
under my covers

I would like to sleep
in my bed
with someone
who can close
her eyes

I would like
to sleep

 

[Icingsugar]

Wreak me havoc,
crash my party
with your whoredom
star spangled banter.

Flash your pan,
streak my boredom,
you clandestine,
ambitious, asinine
enchanter.

Shove that wanton
golden, glistering,
that waltzing, walking,
wailing wonder,
pining ponder.

Punch me fearless,
slap my solo zeal,
take my hand and
lead my idiot ideals
to evermore applauded
aprehensive appeal.

Lead me,
love me,
steer
the rampage of me
back to the highway,
somehow.

 

[Guest]

In space no one hears you cry.
In space tears float away
In space there is no end
In space we just hang there
Suspended


Peaceful.

 

[perks]

I'm the type of girl
with a mouth
that tells
to your face,
the girl who
knows
all about your
schemes,
I know how
to identify
you
by your
passive aggressive
fingerprints;
they're all over
my ass.
Pray I don't turn around.

 

[Eumenides]

It is not
Nasal or whiny
It is nature's
Own symphony
And you'll say
That's trite, or cliche,
Or overused
And you'll laugh
Newly bloomed tulips
While I shout
I like it!
Bitch

 

[perks]

apparently,
I'm an evil badger
that's what the man says
when he's had too little sleep
and in a good mood
silly words play with his lips
lost in his goatee
I wonder what he is talking about
and how he thinks
those are love words
but he does
that's ok though
this evil badger
doesn't suck dick

 

[perks]

haahahaha!
you're lucky I let you get away with that,

apparently
I'm an evil badger!

note svelte poem above.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Blue-Green Blues

The urban nostalgia
of a Miles Davis
portrays New York
dark
          wet
                    angry

When he plays
there's a muffled scream:
the poignant notes
hit your ear

Orphans of the night
hit the street
with their harsh sounds
bitter

It's a sound that doesn't call
but awaits
leans in
against a streetlight

Time
is a mourning solitude
in long
drawled out
intermissions

I drown in abandon:
why remember at all?

 

[JUDO]

A cool, gray day indoors
Completely relaxed in my favorite chair.
Back down, shoulders and hips up --
I'm languid, edge of dreamland
Tingly, happy, horny--

My center in front of my eyes
I wonder where I should do it?
In bed, on the net, with the phone--
I want, want, want to get off.
Silly, sultry, determined--

Like a patient love,
My hand descends from knee,
Teasing, warming, tantilizing
As my mind finds the door
Dreamland comin' on.

 

[Icingsugar]

I see you never reached that far.
I see you hoping
that your letter paper cut will scar.

I see you couldn't carve that grin.
I see you preach this, leech this
but your platitudes can't brace my skin.

How a babbling hole
can chew my time
I sigh in wonder.

Now your every
syllable has died
they are no more,
forfeit, forgotten,
fragile,
torn asunder.

 

[perks]

I'd like a sandwich
made from three poets
one's alliterate adjectives
the other's volatile verbs
and me intensely shouting
my enjoyment
of meat

 

[Guest]

Undress Blues

Full dress blues,
traditions worn by another.

White hat, navy jumper,
knotted neckerchief.
13 button fly trousers;
undone—on the floor.

Full undress blues,
bare ass, naked lover.

I've always been a sucker
for a long, lean lady
going down, in and out
of my sailor suit.

 

[champagne1982]

A night of dark
Seems not to end
With morning light
Death came knocking

Perhaps today the sun
Will rise,
But then again,
It may seem not to.

I'm numb,
Winter's cold fingers
Death's colder fingers
Reach out to touch us

But today, the sun will rise,
And see me
Crying.

 

[Linbido]

i have fallen from
highest of lows
climbed peaks
wandered plains
drowned in the city
and lost in the forest

but in the eyes
of this journey
i'm a virgin

but ready now
so eager to go

suitcase on the quay
eyes on the horizon
waiting for the ferry
to tomorrow

 

[dream_spinner]

Berries....


Red.
Lush.
Evocative.
A subtle invitation?
Perhaps...
Swirl it about my tongue.
Sweet explosion in my mouth,
Then almost tart.
Juice running down my throat.
Firm.
Glistening.
Flesh ripe.
I offer,

Do you accept?

 

[2rivers]

hush
not only you
but me
hush

there will no be speakin in this poem
only inner sound
feet in snow crunch
loud crackle with milk or ice water

melting like a wax lover
flowing over and down
his snow flake lady
she curses
she makes pancakes
she drives way away
a slingshot big bass beat
slap back brat

 

[Icingsugar]

I've heard it
so many times before
that choral carol
Christmas hymn

sometimes it crawls,
sometimes,
it blooms

in explosion of laughter,
parading profound praise.

And still,
it will not become me,
not touch my heart.

So it's not because of the song
that I wept.

It's the singer,
and her voice.

That voice,
that world
of range rage rhythm
power pride
boldness beauty.

That voice
is a universe
bigger than mere
vocal chords
and rushing air.

That voice
could sing
a grocery list
and everything
would listen.

She caught my soul,
I caught her name.

So now,
her voice is wrapped
in snowflake paper,
red ribbon,
and a Santa Claus sticker,
engraved on a plastic
slice of life resting
in a jewel case.

So I'll hear that voice
soon enough again,
on my sister's
way too expensive
stereo system.

She'll love that voice.

 

[Maria2394]

an odd date at the equator

Old Lady Winter
just another stripper
bared down on all fours
shakin her wintr'y boobs an ass
with absolutely no dignity
or class

she strips off her leaves
takes with it the breeze
and cripples
my old wooden chime

Old Lady Winter
she bites cruel and bitter
so quick to unpack
her new winter sweaters
shaking pearled beads off
and into the night

Old Lady Winter
mocking Jack Frost
icicles on every bed post
she binds him up tight
blindfolded from light
and ties jingle bells on his toes

Old Lady Winter
she hijacked St Nick
and with a thump and a howl
she leaves in his sleigh
heading for warmer days
and a fling with summer,
down south