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Wednesday, 10/27 New Poems Review

Hello Poets

I hope Wednesday treated you all as well as it did me.

Here's a couple of handful of new poems that might interest you, so take looksy for yourself, eh?



Here's an early Christmas present for ya'll: A Little Bit Of Christmas by dcpoet44 ©


Submissive Meditations, Reflections, and still by Carillon ©
Three poems were posted by this poet, but I liked the latter better as I am fan of brief writes. I could even suggest a further tightening of this little erotic as well, if Carillon is interested.

rough hemp in hands
stern voice: “Don’t move”

and she is so still

not a ripple glimmers
as he casts his net

not a muscle moves
as he weaves his silken web

Tis' to feel like a voyeur in reading this spicy write: Exhibitionist Goes Untouched by DanaQt ©


Hey looky here—I'm not the only pervert sitting in Starb[f]ucks: two out of three by cavu182 ©
This one made me laugh from familiarity. I like the humor, attitude in this write with its strong voice.

Starbucks
God damn Starbucks
but I need caffeine
and WiFi
and a good fuck …

Two-out-of-three ain’t bad …

My Erotic Tale had a few humorous erotic writes to tickle funny bones and other places too.



That's it ya'll... take your time and check out the New Poems to support your own kind with votes and comments.


- neo

 

[Tathagata]

Oct. 29th - Let The Games Begin

Let's start with the usual disclaimer:

I have no idea what I'm talking about, everything is subjective, therefore what I like and think shouldn't really matter at all.

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain

On that note....


Wendy's Bitchin' Broom - My Erotic Tale

Remember when they'd show a sexy witch on some 60's horror movie..and you wondered , in your hormone riddled adolescent insanity, what she really did with that broom?
Well here's the answer
A bit of halloween fun from MET

ode to a mistress - skip 69

shows that not only can the truth be funny it can be clever as well


Charge of the Spermatozoon Cavalry - jd4george

Some great double entendre and some wonderful images make this a delightful little poem.
I love this verse:

The knighted ones seeking comfort
among the fallen soldiers
fading with the aftermath
the slow retreat from the scene of battle
as the conquering warrior wonders
if the earth thundered beneath his hooves

Nothing worse than a fake earthquake.

My only complaint brother...a few comma's to pace it...
let me know where to pause
otherwise
one of the cleverest things I've read in a while
well done



Nightriders - jd4george

Much of jd's poetry that deals with prison is an uncomfortable fascination with me.
The emotion he recalls is stunning, but the raw pain of it makes me look away.
This piece is perfect
I love the style
the minimalist use of simple words that convey so much of the sameness, anguish, hope and finally joy.
a small taste:

Let rest this weary rider
let me sleep

Scars and deep wounds
chiding the eyes of memory
as the last day withers
beneath more barren trees
weary and without rest

Let me sleep

almost classical in it's structure I'd say this is a must read
deserving of an E in my humble opinion


sweetwater - moonlust

I LOVE this poem.
( ok i found the double spacing a bit distracting) but otherwise this has some great images and lines .
I love the premise
I love the repeated lines
and I think Moonlust has a lot of potential to make us all sit up and say wow
Give it a read and see what you think.
I little snippet:

My dress is red.

My skin is white.

I drink their punch.

A girl pokes me and tells me it's sweetwater punch.

I ask what that means.

She says I'll die soon, of sweetness and uniform, unquestioning lack of any unique thoughts.

We'll see.

My dress is long, but getting shorter all the time.

Is Alice growing or is her pinafored dress shrinking?

Minute Waltz - Angeline

This is my kind of poem.
there's is a wisdom here, and pain, and weariness all wrapped up in delicate words and dream whispers.
It's the kind of poem you read two or three times and it stops your thinking for a few minutes..while it soaks in.
and it is universal in its emotions
a peek:

What lives
is daily frailty rushing to a momentary need,
a trivia of here and now drifted through sieves

of must and should. Flowers opportuning, seed
blown like happenstance. Unnoticed. In my bed
I dream oceans of what could be were I but freed

from vast responsibilities.

It doesn't get a lot better than that
Have a look
Read it slow
and read it twice



sword of words real love when he comes in rain in my heart - all by Nymphonan

written for a friend who was in an abusive relationship.
there is horror and pain and sadness in the words.
they are powerful in their simplicity.
No fancy phrases, no flowery terms
raw emotion
certainly worth a read


staccato - the Fool

erotic and contemplative
external and internal
It's a great mix of inner and outer emotions and feelings
A bittersweet look at love and sex and what it all means and how quickly it's gone
Nice work


savor complex curves - The Fool

I think the Fool was eating raw oysters this week
these two are very erotic, savor is in your face power struggle fucking, and complex curves has a slower more teasing loving
tone.
Both are worth a read or 4


Grooming my feathers -irishcatmeow

I have to admit..I saw a rough draft of this poem and gave Irish a few thoughts on how she might improve it a bit.
She took a few suggestions and went so far beyond them I wonder why she bothered to ask at all.
The word choices here are all very deliberate
and perfect.
It speaks of loneliness and rebirth and strength
and as a man, these lines hit home with an iron fist:

I’ve been grooming my feathers.
Yes, my lips are more defined.
I wear lipstick now; cherry cordial
tastes so sweet.
Waist is slimmer, eyes brighter.
That’s hope you see
mixed with self awareness;
my personal cocktail
goes down so smoothly;
stirred, not shaken.

That's some powerful stuff
Great work Irish..
You didn't need my help after all
: )
keep up the good work



watch your fingers - annaswirls

what a way to end the day.....with anna
her poetry is very visual to me..I always get a sharp image
but, like a dream, i'm sometimes left to wonder what it means.
which is one of the joys of her poetry.
You may not ever crack anna's code
but you wonder and think and go over and over lines..
and eventually you take away your own meaning..just like dreams.
That is talent
her poems are different things to everyone
Like paintings, you look, absorb,and spend time looking at all the different colors and then as a whole.
an except?
of course

if only this would not have to be swallowed,
we could all avoid
pain
and
death

trust me
there is a code
it has been written
please follow carefully
and remember where you are

And that's it for me
remember..if there's something I didn't mention that you think should be..dive in and say so.
I have my likes and if they aren't yours don't get mad...just say " Hey I think this is worth a read too"

Ok?

Thank you all
oh and

Red Sox Baby!!
Drinks are on me
( literally)
Over and out

 

[Liar]

BUGGAH!
I posted this yesterday night, but I guess I was too out of it and hit the wrong button... Good thing I had it saved. Here is the Thursday 28 Oct batch of me imposing my questionable opinions on poetry upon you:



eclipse by SassyDreamweaver
A sensual, smooth poem with just the right amounts of pixie dust magic.
[color=116611]eyes beholding
beneath a blanket of twinkle
stand breathless
waiting praise[/color]



Unfinished Business by first rain
Straight on tell-it-as-it-is poem about the real meaning of the title.
[color=116611]You said we had unfinished business
and you were right.
We did.

I hadn't finished moving on[/color]



Kismet Dear, by neonurotic
A strong poem with neo's trademark up close voice. This time that voice is located somewhere between a jaded sigh and a frustrated snarl.
[color=116611]What is this that's twisting in my gut?
that sick sense
of dawning
that maybe cosmic karma
is again
whipping my ass?[/color]


Tibetan Muse by postobitum
Three swift lines in this haiku-esque (I won't touch what is a haiku and what is not with a ten foot pole) poem is all it takes to paint a very colorful scene.


Owl,Raven,Wolf by owlladyjo
I dig this. It is...well...lush, I guess. But in a tossing and turning way that makes it really fun to read. Read it slow at first, and then faster and faster, and the erotic dimension of it comes into play.
[color=116611]Coarse velvet tongue
Rough paws,smouldering eyes
Curling lip teeth flash
Sheer hardness springs forth
Game play changing
Feral force
Unfolding compliance
Prey welcoming.[/color]


Also, if you're into the lingo, check out Diario by ULISSE.
It's in italian, which I know nothing of, so I'll menttion it, just in case it kicks ass.

 

[WickedEve]

Since there is slight confusion (my confusion) over who is covering Saturday (and some of the other days) and since this past Saturday was not reviewed, well, guess what you get--an Eve poetry review.

First, I'd like to mention The Sculpture by champagne1982. Very nice poem, with a strong beginning:

He searches for each subtle clue
of what his art will be.
A flaw in fabric, a knot in wood
a crack inside the stone

Those first four lines are wonderful. I would have liked to have seen the poem end with these lines, though:

Only my craftsman loves me enough
to humanize this mud.

Very powerful lines.

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The next poem that caught my attention is Take 2x Per Day With Food by Moonlust

And the label says to
avoid unnecessary sun exposure
when taking this medication
burning
hissing
smouldering
pop
Waking to find my hands
twining with yours tighter and tighter

This is a great little poem--after I left off the last four lines. Moonlust doesn't need the last four lines, in my opinion. I think the lines above are a little gem.

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Would you like to read an erotic poem? Not all poems listed under erotic fit the definition. Here is an erotic poem by Liar:words for two months later

just beneath bare shoulders
just above clandestine
collar bones
could love me blind
make me cry
the dearest tears

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In the Gutter
by tungtied2u ©

Atop the ladder he stands
his perch precarious,
reaches into the gutter,
scoops out the fetid debris
soaking in warm water

only yesterday it seems
the leaves burst green
and full of life,
the water fell pure and clear

I can see tung now, cleaning out his gutter and being struck by inspiration and maybe a leaf or two.

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Saturday was an erotic day for The Fool:

Resonate
Tease
Pleasure Drive

These are all quick reads, so I'm not giving you any excerpts. Just click on the links and enjoy.

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Two good reads from hippiedude:

Penumbra
by hippiedude ©

This City Needs A New Name
by hippiedude ©

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lumpy dog light lagar
by annaswirls ©

Copper vessels tower all tube connected
above the artificially distressed wooden tabletops

If you're looking for a good read loaded with details and wonderful images, then read this poem.

 

[tungtied2u]

New Poem Reviews Halloween '04

Happy Halloween All!

We start with Promised Land IV part a by twelveoone .
This poem has already received an "E" and deservedly so IMHO.

This is an epic, a rollicking ride through spurious circumstances,
often occuring two at a time. Some very witty wordplay, and shifting forms of presentation make this a challenge and pleasure to read. As here:

So says the now maskless Faber, such a fluent man,
Faber
immaculate as his photo ID Man of vacuum eyes
Man of impeccable credentials - alabaster coat, stethoscope
who am I to question, always taking in
White letters on black plastic looking for his edge
name tag - Dr. Kenneth Faber. ( Pour savoir;
(Who am I, indeed?) Pour savoir pas)
Man with soul of sculpted plastic, It is either...
who would have children murdered
for his place in the lunch- line

I have done a disservice here, as I can't get the line breaks as they appear in the submission....so you'll have to go read for yourself to get the full impact.

I would love to see this poem dissected...perhaps by Doctor Faber himself.

Syndra Lynn ambles through her neck of the woods, and presents us with keen observations in Walking Meditation. Very nice use of light, color and metaphor put the reader in Syndra's space in time.
She is here:

Sunlight-sliced lingering gray
reveals treasure,
glistening golden and ruby.
Muted, luminescent streams
melt the mist,
as if smeared by God,
like an angry child maims
her finger painting.

Very soft and peaceful.

 

[tungtied2u]

Part 2- Halloween new poem reviews

In anon, echoes_s writes up a storm and its devastating aftermath.
Full of sound and fury, silence and sadness.

yesterdays immoral winds howled,
wrestled roofs, snapping trees,
scuffled time, shredding lives,
certainty torn asunder,


I liked
Krenna Smart's Tongue of the Asp.
How about a bite-

She’s surprised
At the virulence of her venom
“Oh did I do that?”
She asks in amazed satisfaction
Seeing the enemy’s face
Melted and marked
Crumpled and aged
By day to day
Casual conversation

More later...my dsl's acting up, and I need some tea..

 

[WickedEve]

I missed a poem in my rushed Saturday Review. So, just in time for Halloween, check out My Erotic Tales' version of Sleepy Hollow.

The Hollow

Excerpt:

My fingers pinched
through the wet earth.
To find my pistol
rapidly they searched
Then they clutched
the hardened steel
Raising it till
the trigger I could feel.

Up before me
I pointed the gun
as the steed
was back to a run.
It's shoulder clipped me
trying to run me down.
Fire from the barrel
rang out a sound.

 

[tungtied2u]

Part 3 _Halloween '04 New Poem Reviews

I'm baaaaaaack!

Sorry for the delay....

crimson from lolalee gives us a pretty clear description of vamp and the effect she has on others.
Although you've probably seen most of the metaphors before, as a whole she makes them work well together.

Her brows were the frames for her deepest desire.
You could see in their depth her burning red fire.
Her essence so strong, like her scent in the night,
So hard to ignore it though try as you might.



Liar is on fire with Make Believe Melter.
This poem is clever, full of alliteration, sultry imagery and keen observances.
A must read

Here's why-
I drown another blighter
bursting bubble
in banter and bourboun,
this aimless all nighter.
Counting hours in the sweat beads
trickling down another
aimless hunter's
delectable throat.



Denis Hale shares a not so happy Halloween with us in Razor in the Apple.
This piece builds momentum nicely and carries to a frantc, frenzied finale.
Trick and treat.

I'm thinking
perhaps of that
particular
Hallow's Eve I came
home early from work

to find my one true love
with her mouth
on the twitching rim
of a silver-maned United Way
mentor and confidante...

And the way I moved then!


And I'm moving too...that's it for today. If you see something I missed, or that you think deserves mention, please do so.
Please remember to read, comment and vote.
Thank you all for the wonderful reads posted today....it was a Halloween treat!

 

[tungtied2u]

New poems mention

I just finished reading Night Storm from jthserra .

This is a wonderful, rich, moody evocative piece. Be sure to read it.

 

[Maria2394]

New Poems, monday

New Poems

hello Poets! no, I had not forgotten the new poems today, just had to wait until there was peace and quite so I could enjoy reading them. All in all, some very good offerings today. Here are the ones I most enjoyed. Thanks to all who posted, and keep up the hard work, the good work

Night Storm, by jthserra. Some good alliteration going on is this steamy, damp, succuclent, wet wet wet poem, vey erotic, as always a la jim

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ChilledVodka and Lime, by ChilledVodka. This is cute, but in an almost inexplicable way, it feels deeper, sinister almost, but mostly its cute, enjoyed reading it.

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Aloneness, by tungtied2u. I would make a similar suggestion as one of your PC's. Trim it down a little bit, or rearrange the lines so there is more to them. Sometimes very short lines are very effective, but I think in this poem, you could make it a little better by making the lines longer. Just my opinion, I did enjoy the read.

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is good, by neonurotic. This IS good. A Satifying, comfy read, that begins erotic and ends with contentment. enjoyed the read, neo

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Riverside, by My Erotic Tail.

Okay, this is one of the best poems I have read by you, MET. However, sprinkled among your excellent descriptions were a few spelling mistakes ( always use spell check, if the misspells were intentional, I apologize), and some questionable punctuation. But I will overlook that for the pleasure just reading it gave me.

This is another poem that could use some line extension,
( again, just my opinion.)

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]Just a Feeling, by Tristesse. I would call this one my favorite of the day , with phrases like-

...
Reflexive
muscles twang with lustful chords,
back arcs, sinews strain.

this is an excellent example of what I consider good erotica. Tasteful, well thought out, just a lovely poem all around, read it, and you will enjoy.

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but we will stay, by Tristesse. This is a lovely snapshot of what your approaching winter must surely be. Some excellent imagery, use of colors and shapes in this one.

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something always survives... by, Annaswirls. A short, rather spooky offering form Anna. I thought this was an excellent verse here, lends itself to some rather unusual ideas-

...
The trill of Chopin's keys matches the leaves' flutter
that promises
I am with you
signed in yellow and gold.
good job anna, definitely enjoyed
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It is Friday, by cerulean_ink. This is powerful, and so sad. Very strong work. This part hit me hardest-

...and he turns to familiar accusations
and watches her face through the open door,
the raised voices that precede the silence.
he knows the slander won't be far now and
all forty-seven inches of defeat...
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Fall's whisper, by, echoes_s. I have truly missed this poet's wonderful ability with descripts. In this one, she teases with a subtle alliteration and soothes with a soft, internal rhyme, enjoyed very much.

 

[WickedEve]

Tuesday Poems

Artificial Light
by Maria2394 ©

each second awash in noon and night.

Very good poem, and of course there are more good lines, but I really like the one above. There is some internal rhyme which is nice. A smooth poem. Well done.

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Almonds and Red Wine
by BooMerengue ©

A wizard he was all dressed up in bright stars
and driving a traffic jam of little pink cars!

Fun rhyme that works well with this poem. Lots of originality.

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Of Lizard Kings And Cock Rings
by denis hale ©

I stroked her hair, and looked up just in time to see the first fishhook of pale blue lightning tug tenderly at the massive mound of clouds that was parting now-- glistening, laden to bursting with a thousand lifetimes of wet.

My favorite of the day. Take a moment to read and comment.

 

[Guest]

Wednesday, 11/03 New Poems

Good day Poets

Hopefully Wednesday morning greeted ya'll well as it did to me... yep, the sun was shining in the Great Northwest (well it was), an excellent background for the orange, golds, and red leaves.

16 poems in all today. Many were good writes, which was a nice accompaniment to my coffee—certainly better than the Seattle Times:



Prairie Boy by Tristesse
This is a beautifully detailed poem that I do believe I've watched on the Animal Planet tv channel a time or two—or it just seems that I have because that's how good Tristesse's poem is.

Face up beneath the great, blue bowl
he lies for hours,
hidden
by waving prairie grass.
They call him in the distance,
come home now.
Come in.
But he stretches his arms above his head
to touch the edges of the world.

The story of Horatio is complimented nicely in Vision of Horatio Spafford * by hippiedude


MET reminds me why the movie Bambi made me cry when I was little. Waa... Jk, but I'm not kidding about what a great job he did on his touching write, Bambi's Tears by My Erotic Tail


From the facinating mind of Miss anna we have stray voltage by annaswirls, which she brings both frightening and interesting images to ponder.

This very touching, heart wrenching poem, On His Way by LilDarlin - shows what is like to have an absentee dad through a child's eyes.


A sense of longing is duly noted in Goddess of the University by SoundsErotica . I don't think I've met the Goddess of my university yet then again, she may be sleeping (but I think not ) whilst I toil away with night classes.

You said "Everything" by CremeBrule Earns my "N" with this ttteasing erotic write with a nice view.

slow, so slow by Liar- When Liar pens an erotic poem he's smooth and hot with his phrasing and images.

tip of a tongue
paints it's humid trail
a cross
first across
from shoulder to shoulder

you giggle
when hair astray
brushes by below
your chin

slow, so slow
a whisper detected
on inaudible exhale

That's it folks, of what I thought was good poetry. Take looksy for yourselves. Vote, comment, and support your own kind on the New Poems page.


Take it EZ

- neo

 

[PatCarrington]

i think everyone should make a stop here:

At the Diner On Route 59

 

[Liar]

New Poems Thursday 4/11

Yoohoo!

There were approx 20 new poems today, so for the not so lazy, go read them all. But fot you lasy bastards, here are my recommendation. Mine and mine alone, so puleease add whatever else you think was good.




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Shaking my fist at the Heavens... by My Erotic Tail ©
Here is a strong read, a rant, a challenge against everything divine. It's hyperbolic, but the sheer ambition of it makes it work. It could use some polish. But then again, maybe not, since it might lose it's urgency.
[color=005500]I was Paramount at Mt. Olympia
throwing stones at Zeus
taunting him to throw his thunder bolts
for life had already given me a jolt.[/color]



Bracelets of Blackbirds by Krenna Smart ©
Some dark, but beautiful imagery in this poem on a universal theme. Krenna Smart is a poet I'll be keeping my eyes on.
[color=005500]On the horizon
A murder of blackbirds
Beckon me
With their Styxian eyes

They wait in the distance
As I slide off my body
Lift my arms
And slip into the grey mist
Of the overworld[/color]



Speechless by Literate-Idiot ©
Erotica that works is rare in the poetry circles. Here is an example of the working kind. Without trailing too far off into metaphors, this poem is on the right sode of the cliché border and have a really nice flow to it.
[color=005500]Pebbled round within round;
Carnal, this boiling rain,
When sweat is sheen on white;
Thin curled satin spun
Over that cleft of
Slight parted wet between
Grasping trunks, dimpled
And urgent, topping
Tickled toes, agile and teasing.[/color]




L’Hotel Belevedere by darkmaas ©
Darkmaas is the prominent lounge poet of Lit, and here he shows us why. This is smart, sassy, slick and wonderfully jaded.
[color=005500]Down in the basement
I’ve built an alembic
of glass and fire
to distill love from ardor.
In the dark it glows
with amorous intent
and rumbles needy
but all I get
is the crust of lust
and whiffs of desire.[/color]




pale night by jozef_the_dragon ©
Is this weird and brilliant, or just plain weird? I tend to lean towards the former. At first, this seems like just an erratic mishmash of scattered words, but as I read, I find an odd sense of structure, a paiting of mood more than of events. Why He Capitalises Every Word Still Confuses Me Though.
[color=005500]The End - Soon
Yet - We Together
I - Alone
With-in Self
Abandon Hope
Calling - Where Rome
My Illusion -
Much to Real[/color]

 

[Tathagata]

friday 11/5

Once again I'm at work so this may be done in bits and pieces.

Disclaimer:
My opinion only...pay no attention to anything I say.
if I skip your poem it doesn't mean it sucked..it just means I didn't have anything to say about it.
I dont use the thermometer in my reviews

Ok??
alllrighty then



Java Vamp - neonurotic

A very nice blend of picture and poetry.
( I mentioned the picture right??)
steamy, hot, and invigorating as the coffee she drinks.
I may have to start hanging around Starbucks...



Primal Call - Tasty_Teaze

The language is familiar but some of the combinations still work in a very smooth way.
ex:
~Hunger seeks to taste
erotic reflection,
rigid swims
rivers honey sweet.~
There is potential here i think...I'll look for more from this poet.


Why Pay per View ?- denis hale

Mister Hale, like some of my favorite poets, takes a zen approach to poetry in that he finds the holy, the miraculous, in everyday things that many of us miss.
But once it's Shown to us...we say
" ahhhhhhhhh yes"
A prefect example:

~but then I wouldn't
get to buy the jumbo box
of cherry bon bons
that I'm so sweet on

from the long tall
Rasta Counter Girl

who from the front window
I can see is even now
un-selfconsciously
arching ~

I have a favorite video store girl too.
read this and see if these thoughts go through your mind next time you return a video.


One Cracked Egg - hippiedude


I like the way this all flows together and becomes, in the end
seamless...like an egg


The Sad Story of Ol Blue - postobitum

Charles Bukowski moves to North Carolina.

Most times when people " type as they talk" it doesn't work.
Here it does.
You can hear the accent, feel the rhythm, and the language is honest and up-front.
It's an interesting style and worth a read


strait razor searching - wicked eve

there is something here...under the surface..
the images it creates, for me, range from shaving pubic hair to amputation, to skinning animals.
it makes me feel uneasy without knowing why.
which, of course, is the sign of a great poem.
have a look and see what it does to you.


loosen up - wicked eve

now this is more like it.
Eve can make dangerous sexy
and surreal seductive
I love this verse:

~give me time.
take me for a ride.
let me cling wrap against your arm
while fingers penetrate little cotton anxieties.~

Little cotton anxieties
beautiful

i a strange container - mojo_cat

scifi/be bop/ beat poetry
very cool
great words
a should read


Dear Will - My Erotic Tail

perhaps a tad too long but a very clever write none the less
and MET makes rhyming look so damn easy.
Give it a read anyway and






this midnight avenue - annaswirls

i just love ending on anna
so to speak.
this is a film noir , a snapshot we are all familiar with and, as always, lets the reader imagine what has gone on before and what will happen after.
almost haiku like
perhaps my favorite of the day

Ok that's it
feel free to add anything you feel deserves a read.

happy weekend
first drinks on me

 

[WickedEve]

SATURDAY

Saturday is one of the days without a reviewer, right? I'll go read comment.


Okay, I'm back and I've read one poem, so far. The first one on the list is by neonurotic.

pseudo-recall

In a short chair
the sun beats down
burning
toes in hot sand

Nice piece of erotica. I'd change short to low. Of course, if I had my way, I'd change everyone's poetry.


I found one more worth mentioning:

Vivandieres
by jthserra ©

Faint light and color blooms
as petals spiral down,
soft colors on the ground,
vivandiere faint smile:
kaleidoscope on gray
will fade beneath the weight
of muddy men one by one:
a gift from Napoleon.

jthserra is one poet who always offers the reader a fine poem. His talent and skill are evident. Fascinating poem about vivandieres. I'm impressed by another jthserra poem.


There are more poems out there for Saturday. Read and enjoy, because I'm sure I missed a gem.

 

[tungtied2u]

Sunday 11/07 reviews

I'm gonna do the best I can- it's been a long day and I'm pretty wiped...so the comments will be short.
Sorry if I miss a good one....feel free to post your own reviews.

an Escutcheon smile by my erotic tail has some nice metaphor and a smooth flow. It's a short one and well worth a read.
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postobitum gives us encounter.
This is a hot little poem...full of sexy sensory allusions, like

Leaning against the wooden trim
breathing beauty in the air
I froze. Unconcealing curtains;
I stared in unconditional surrender
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Onto another sizzler,LilDarlin gets us going just by Whispering .
Amazing what moist breath can do in the right place.

Nipples tender
Tummy tightening
Fulfilling my deepest needs
Tiptoeing across my thighs
Tracing my lips
My moistness grows
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Steve Porter posts a lovely homage to free speech and fellow poets Naked in America .

And somewhere out there in America
there is a wickedly talented poetess
who stands on the eve of a threshold
that projects her verse up and out
and arcing like a rainbow of colors,
and I know she is naked and in touch.
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Last Man by anonamouse is a dialect tinted conversation piece with good rhythm and a fresh approach.

Oh, yeah
and it starts rainin', a sputtering sort of rain
don't know why it even bothers round here
nothin ever washes away
air never becomes clear

This is a good read.
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My pick of the day is Liar's prayer now.
Funny, frantic, full of alliteration, rhyme and rant..Liar is on a run...hopefully for his hour in the sun.
Enjoy this ....

sick chronos kick
to the tempo of tension
ascension from schedules
screaming
scholarly schemes
dreaming detention

and so it goes....go read it.
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That's it for me....please read, vote and comment. And post your own review if I missed a good one...I often do.

 

[Maria2394]

Monday 11/08, new poems

New Poems

Enter the Dragon, by My Erotic Tail. Okay, MET, you keep getting better, its almost like someone flipped your poetry switch into permanent on!!, but this style, with your name attached confuses me. It seems like you have decided to ditch your narratives for the short, choppy sentences and phrases that only a few have mastered here, ( and no, I am NOT One of them

I like the poem, the images are really good, and I agree there are some obvious spelling mistakes, but since you told me you have no intention of dealing with them, I have accepted your work as is. You are growing and I am enjoying your work. This one is very colorful, truly delightful

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uncomfortable silence. Neo,I sit here and shake my head. You have such a wonderful ability to show hope, as in Touching the Sun and Zygote, and then you flip right into cynical mode. This poem, compares love? to a cup of sour tea, thats what I got from it anyway, just shows me you dont have to wait 50 years to be jaded in a relationship...I love your points of view

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undone Angeline, come let me hug you This is fabulous, that one line, youknow which one, I would have given you and E just for that..

...one toe of truth exposed...

I think that is just brilliant, and the rest of the poem aint shabby, this is a must read for all of Angelines faithful and those who dont know here, what cha waiting for!!! Read it, now, yes now, I will spank you if you dont...now, GIT!! ta reading

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Dessert by, Cinch. A new author, I liked this poem. It could be tightened up, and some cliche phrases swapped for something new, but there are some fresh lines, I really enjoyed this image-

...then slipped the retrieved red slice
of summer down her heated, gleaming skin.
Lips twitched, skin prickled as he watched her signs,
a current of slow warm sparks sliding along
the trail of strawberry, following it deep...
also, check out- ]Cooking Class...very nice
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well poet people, thats it for me. Thanks to everyone who posted, I enjoyed reading them. And these recs are just my opinion, if anyone sees one they liked, that I didnt include, please feel free to add on
vote, send FB, appreciate one another, thats the way it should be right? I know, Im naive...

til next week,
twas a pleasure,
Maria

 

[WickedEve]

Tuesday Poems Part 1

Three Bloody Minutes
by ChilledVodka ©

Light and Shadow
praises her beauty
like the surface
of the Moon

Despite the liquid fire and a couple of other phrases that would benefit from an alternative phrase, this is still a smooth read.

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retracing my steps
by annaswirls ©

last I remember
I was getting out of the car
folllowing this advice:

Give him something to carry
it might keep him on track

so he gets the lighter bag
with chips and paper plates

This poem easily catches the reader's attention with just a few lines. Click on the link and see where this poem takes you.

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yielding
by echoes_s ©

For you to slowly stare
closing distance
a single wing felled
from an eagle
unhurried and sure
in descent

Enough good lines in this poem to make it worth a read.

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next time
by echoes_s ©

passion condensed
small and distant
handwriting
barely legible

a series of tight
secret circles
attached to sharpened
sticks
held tightly within

So far, this my favorite of the day. It's full of interesting images and phraseology.

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[WickedEve]

Tuesday Poems Part 2

Oh World
by seannelson ©

There really is no more important question than what type of drink to have… to flavor your thoughts and discourses. An Indian Chai with a shot of espresso?...the bold spirit of Europe mixed with the ancient focus of India…to wash away the needless complications of the drunken monkey mind. Or a Boysenberry Latte, the fruitful melody of a new America...quite breaking from the meter of the bombastic conductor to swell forth, athletic and strident.

This is interesting. You may love it. You may hate. But either way, I think you'll find something that interests you.

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Hermit in a Shell
by My Erotic Tale ©

Hermit in a shell
against ocean swells
bluer than the sea

Sandy trails bled
over mountainous dunes
beaten by a woman with a broom!

This is nice. It reminds me of a children's story.

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Slow Dance
by CremeBrule ©

Do you mind if I move
In time, if my hips push,
Grind into you?
Blue jean secrets
Pressing seam to seam

Not bad at all. This poet offers enough details to make this erotica work.

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Faceless nightmares
by echoes_s ©

Welcome to the home
of the dwegar, kwo toa
the drew
living in caverns
roughly sloped stalactite
stalagmite
a cruel facade
hiding chaos and will
sharp and haunting
pain thrusting

Another good poem by echoes. I'm sure the above excerpt is enough to tempt you to read the rest. Make sure you give all 3 new poems a read and comment.

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[WickedEve]

Tuesday Poems 3

Blame the Birds for Horizons
by jthserra ©

Flight
came with the breeze,
blame the birds
for horizons,
for where else is far?

This poem has only two stanzas. Above is the first one. Go read the second one and see how beautifully a poem can be presented with only a few words.

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You are the President
by JUDO ©

You are the President of bankruptcy.
You are the President of Fascism.
You are the President of war.
You are the Presdient of death.
You are the President of my country...

But you are not my President.

I more than understand.
It's nice to see a Judo poem on the new poems list.

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First love
by BooMerengue ©

boiling red rage
he caresses her softly
and green bile chokes
he stands to show his love
she tries to run from
his purple hideousness

A disturbingly colorful poem. I like "purple hideousness." My ex had purple hideousness. lol

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Run Away Home
by magic_elf ©

Ive got
Three quarters and a polished stone
Pretty eyes and a heart of gold
Chipping nails
Lots of tales
And a memory for the thing ive lost
Ive got
Two shoes that aren't quite worn
My red umbrella brings me through the storm

Some nice song lyrics. I assume it's song lyrics. Anyway, go read it.

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Leaving
by flyguy69 ©

There was very little left
at the end: some photographs,
a crayon note, skin pulled tight
over the bones of her face. Nothing
to leave loved ones, really. In
her final space there was her,
us, and a clock that told only
how much time had passed, not
what we wanted to know.

I believe this poem is definitely worthy of more than one read. I highly recommend it and I sincerely hope you don't miss out on reading it.

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[WickedEve]

Tuesday Poems 4 [and I'm finished :)]

All Things Gnarled and Beautiful
by seannelson ©

Here's another interesting one by seannelson:

Yet I'm content to sit here on a warm grave, contemplating the majestic oaks, gnarled and beautiful, which carry me into the sublime heights of the sky. My grandpa lived not too far from here; "Just toss me over the fence," he'd say. Well, I'd like to say something more meaningful, something intellectually sound but, you see, I'm no good.

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It Snowed Last Night
by jd4george ©

Someone washed the world in white
while I slept, curled in the comfort
of my woman's arms.

I love the way this poem begins--soft like snow.

I’m No Van Gogh
by jd4george ©

Rhythmic
daub
daub
daub

(The clock ticks upon the wall).

Metronome
daub
daub
daub.

This is just a wondeful poem with a fabulous little centerpiece.

 

[flyguy69]

I would add one more from JD4G because it is my favorite of his today: The Trouble with Rhythm is a clever and powerful poem.

 

[Guest]

Wednesday, 11/10 New Poems

Hello Poets

Just a few new poems on the new poetry page to look at and comment on so we should be able to read each one that posted on this hazy gray day (Well in Seattle it is gray—isn't it everywhere else? )


echoes_s reminds me why this site is called Literotica in her secret thought

(the "n" is obvisously for naughty)


I saw this one on the Passions thread the other day and was blown over with it's engery and delivery: The Dude Abides by Liar

Excuse me while I mosh,
bumrush the blue grey
white shirt black tie beehive soul
bottom line bludgeoned squadron,
yell Purple Haze through the
transparent transaction mist
at the top of my White Russian
marinated lungs.

End Of Miss Whachyadoo by hippiedude. Here's an attention getting, interesting piece; kind of scary, but still an interesting one due to impart by the realistic dialect that it is written in. Check out this stanza and see:

here she come now
miss whachyadoo
gots no answers
sure ‘nough got big
ass eye brows always
raised and her standing
there looking at ya
like you better jump
now sucker like maybe
your head fall off cause
she done smacked it
down or somethin’

Healing by postobitum. This poem is a great example of "showing" instead of telling. I liked this pretty stanza the best—it's an image that has hazy edges and gives off the effect of seeing memories laid out:

We walked in the park.
Sugar cookie sunlight raining down,
delirious children on swings and slides,
emerald and bottle green surrounding.
But still we couldn't talk.

Here are a few more poems to check-out, comment and vote on:

Tock by Nevadaman , A Moment in Time by Vampiric_Mirage, Michele by Annora, and For Mark and Tom by OhMissScarlett. That's it folks—of what I thought was good poetry. I know I missed some, but you find them on the New Poems page.


Take it EZ

- neo

 

[My Erotic Tail]

New poem/story

I was once told I could post a new poem here:

Rotic: the Literotica Elf

(Rotic delivers gifts to Lit-ville)

I'm not posting to gather votes...I don't plan
on winning...it's in the Holiday story contest
and yes it is a poem. I do it for fun...<grin>

BUT...it mentions ALMOST all of you here who
have helped and COMMENTED on my poems/stories.


thanks to all and to all have a safe and
Happy Holiday!!!!

oh and enjoy your gifts...hehehe

Art~