Sensual metaphors

[RhymeFairy]

blue abandoned playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks

ice cream eyes and
candied words
licked butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd

sensuality in purity peaks
crushed by
broken branches in
sounds of orgasmic beats..

I too love your playmate poem Blue ~


Sweet and earthy. Memories
for the taking. Cherished, finely
chiseled, on this soul.

Portals, from the checker board
past ... beckon. Requesting
peppermints permission, to linger
... languish over the taste,
of life's disillusioned dreams.

 

[bluerains]

Thanks RF...

I too love your playmate poem Blue ~


Sweet and earthy. Memories
for the taking. Cherished, finely
chiseled, on this soul.

Portals, from the checker board
past ... beckon. Requesting
peppermints permission, to linger
... languish over the taste,
of life's disillusioned dreams.

I also, very much enjoy your views in the river of prose...thanks!!!
am still working on the last verse...if you have any ideas...its seems to drop too fast and I want to unwind it with a sigh...

scented imprints
in metaphoric feelings
sends a taste of bittersweet...

 

[bluerains]

Climbing Trees

Blue abandoned playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons.

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

Cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks.

Ice cream eyes and
candied words
licked butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd.

Sensuality in purity peaks
rips its
broken branches in
sounds of orgasmic beats;
thus a nest discarded..

 

[quietpoet]

Excellent coming of age write

Isn't this what life is about? You created a vivid mind-graphic with this. I think it is one of your very best...

qp

Blue abandoned playmates
imagine naked branches
playing in the rain
with rolled up pants
chasing paper cut outs
and drawing adolescent moons.

I was that young once
with thoughts of june
feathered ferns
and flowered tunes

Cartoon realms
know how to forsake
mortal attendance
and strangers bless
the northern sky
in childish limericks.

Ice cream eyes and
candied words
licked butterfat bagels
and strawberry curd.

Sensuality in purity peaks
ripped by
broken branches in
sounds of orgasmic beats;
the nest discarded..

 

[bluerains]

thanks for the help...

Isn't this what life is about? You created a vivid mind-graphic with this. I think it is one of your very best...

qp

TODAY...
another year older..
and I grow fonder
of your gentle smiles....
Happy Birthday..
John....
QP....
Thanks for being
my mate and mostly
<<<MY EDITOR>>>

 

[RhymeFairy]

Train blows, toots, whistling
chuggs. All night I hear it,
like lil bed bugs. Gnawing
away, eating my trumpeting
brain. Round n round, wheels
circle, that gawd awful train ...

* Toot ... toot ... Baby *

~ grrrrrr

 

[quietpoet]

Thanks for the Birthday CAKE!

Did I get another grey hair, or did I just LOSE another brown one!

qp

TODAY...
another year older..
and I grow fonder
of your gentle smiles....
Happy Birthday..
John....
QP....
Thanks for being
my mate and mostly
<<<MY EDITOR>>>

 

[bluerains]

I heard that train a cumin...

Train blows, toots, whistling
chuggs. All night I hear it,
like lil bed bugs. Gnawing
away, eating my trumpeting
brain. Round n round, wheels
circle, that gawd awful train ...

* Toot ... toot ... Baby *

~ grrrrrr

constructing mind maps
for engines of steam
choo choo down round
your tracks of dreams
a whistle blows
somewhere in the night
steams engines
ignite
as the engineer
stokes his fire

 

[sweet GA peaches]

H*a*p*p*y B*i*r*t*h*d*a*y !!! Qp!!

Did I get another grey hair, or did I just LOSE another brown one!

qp

only moments i was gone,
and it seems like eternities.
the ocean whispers
come back for me,
and the waves
always crash against
the shore
when they want for more.
and so,..
i know
it was only moments ago
i was here
looking over this distant peer
and smiling
at your skies of blu.

happy birthday QP !!!

have been away for a few days,
but here, i was always...the poet in heart!

 

[bluerains]

ty angel

only moments i was gone,
and it seems like eternities.
the ocean whispers
come back for me,
and the waves
always crash against
the shore
when they want for more.
and so,..
i know
it was only moments ago
i was here
looking over this distant peer
and smiling
at your skies of blu.

happy birthday QP !!!

have been away for a few days,
but here, i was always...the poet in heart!

here is an old one remember this...
mirror, mirror

broken mirror
liquid glass
shattered picture
in faded brass
haunted reflections
obsidian night
holds its captive
in prisms light
fractured visions
time and space
hidden within
her ashen face
darkness tore
a heart in two
now she wears
the heart of blue

 

[bluerains]

Cyber-Queen

Izzie’s Isis suspends starry eyes
transfixed to cathode strangers,
digital screaming in soap opera sex
like a gypsy moth cocooning its web.

She lays eggs in terminal baskets.

Oxegene , her pod cloned casket.

She’s a vampire sucking languages of love,
in orgasmic flashes of high voltage blood.
Could the rainbow ever love her now?
Her kaleidoscopic wings ported to
retrograde rituals of appleseed strings
and hybrid codes engorging
perl programs bleeding voltage to vein..

 

[RhymeFairy]

bluerains quote ~

like a gypsy moth cocooning its web
she’s a vampire sucking their languages of love
in orgasmic flashes of high voltage blood
could the rainbow ever love her now
in kaleidoscopic wings morphed
to a mockingbird

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*grins had to play with it a lil.
I like it ... all of it !!!
I wanna bounce though ~
*sticks tunggg out ~



rainbow flashes, within high voltage rays.
shadows, no longer caressing this day.
orgasmic nights, sizzling into kaleidoscopic days
bringing together, us two ... to play.


Just a lil ditty.
Mornin Blue.
Missed playing with you ~

 

[bluerains]

ty fairy of the rhyme

you can bounce off me anytime
and I will play with you
by the flowing waterfalls blue....

thanks for the feedback...tis a work in progress with a few knots to pull out

maybe will put on ange's thread for review and getting the form flowing..

tyagain...luv2Ufromblue

 

[RhymeFairy]

dreaming dreams,
of deserts shooting
stars. dry air ... avidly
trails. skin to skin, sultans
treat, lapped dry, dreaming
dreams ...

*~*~

 

[bluerains]

more to come...

dreaming dreams,
of deserts shooting
stars. dry air ... avidly
trails. skin to skin, sultans
treat, lapped dry, dreaming
dreams ...

*~*~

Tonight she dreams by flags of cedar;
reds and whites, in an empty market place,
by a temple of veils.

Scents of the desert intoxicate with dry air.
Ghost lamps glow from a host of canvas caves.
A baron , dressed in a long red robe , silken, mostly feminine,
appears to float upon the dunes.

His reclusive spirit has sensed a presence
descending into his domicile; permeating
pulsing loins in seductive pull.
His hair, jet black long , lush sweetly pleasing , scented
in frankesence draws her hunger.

He sees her crossing over from watery chasms wrapped
in blue white radiant garment, she was the wind, sky and rain.
Quickened hearts feel familiar rhythms drumming
the hot sand as they touch.

Their love inhabits separate realms yet, bound forever in the lost world.
Always , he waits for her there.
A love unwavering ,captivated by the cedar winds.
The barrier gone, they join ,
he rises to a seasoned occasion and takes all of her.
She thrusts him wildly deep inside her in abandoned longing
the hot ground meets their bodies as they delve deeper into
unspeakable ecstasy.
Desert winds howl , and somewhere in her dreams her life
spins in his never ending chamber of desire.

 

[bluerains]

The Cedar Winds

Tonight she dreams by flags of cedar;
reds and whites, waving above an empty market place,
an ancient temple of veils.

Scented desert intoxicates with dry air.
Ghost lamps glow from a host of canvas caves.
A baron , clad in lavish kimono spun silky red,
mostly feminine,
appears drifting across the dunes.

His reclusive spirit has sensed a presence
descending into his domicile; permeating
pulsing loins in seductive pull.
His long ebony hair, sweetly pleasing in scented
frankinscence soon draws her hunger.

He sees her crossing over from watery chasms wrapped
in blue white radiant garment, she was the wind, sky
and rain.
Quickened hearts feel familiar rhythms drumming
the hot sand as they touch,
brushing wet tendrils of awakened lust.

Their love inhabits separate realms yet, bound
forever in the lost world.
Always , he waits for her there.
A love unwavering, captivated by the cedar winds.
The barrier gone, they join ,
he rises to a seasoned occasion and takes all of
her.
She thrusts him wildly, deep inside her in abandoned
longing,
hot ground meeting furious bodies as they drive
deeper into unspeakable ecstasy.
Desert winds howl , and somewhere in her dreams her
life spins in his never ending chamber of desire.

 

[sweet GA peaches]

You Should Know...

Tonight she dreams by flags of cedar;
reds and whites, waving above an empty market place,
an ancient temple of veils.

Scented desert intoxicates with dry air.
Ghost lamps glow from a host of canvas caves.
A baron , clad in lavish kimono spun silky red,
mostly feminine,
appears drifting across the dunes.

His reclusive spirit has sensed a presence
descending into his domicile; permeating
pulsing loins in seductive pull.
His long ebony hair, sweetly pleasing in scented
frankinscence soon draws her hunger.

He sees her crossing over from watery chasms wrapped
in blue white radiant garment, she was the wind, sky
and rain.
Quickened hearts feel familiar rhythms drumming
the hot sand as they touch,
brushing wet tendrils of awakened lust.

Their love inhabits separate realms yet, bound
forever in the lost world.
Always , he waits for her there.
A love unwavering, captivated by the cedar winds.
The barrier gone, they join ,
he rises to a seasoned occasion and takes all of
her.
She thrusts him wildly, deep inside her in abandoned
longing,
hot ground meeting furious bodies as they drive
deeper into unspeakable ecstasy.
Desert winds howl , and somewhere in her dreams her
life spins in his never ending chamber of desire.

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL.... WOW !

 

[bluerains]

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL.... WOW !

ty sweetie..means a lot am really trying to get a longer flow in writing and fantasy stuff is easier to do than reality at times for me...ok.now where is your metaphor me dear?
luv2yablue ! [/QUOTE]

 

[RhymeFairy]

flowers of beauty
to taunt ... tease
your essence.
sway with the wind.
hoping you catch,
a glance, at our
leaves of passion,
stems of juice,
buds of euphoria ...



there ya go ...
now write ... *grins*

 

[sweet GA peaches]

okay... see what you think...... *winks*

ty sweetie..means a lot am really trying to get a longer flow in writing and fantasy stuff is easier to do than reality at times for me...ok.now where is your metaphor me dear?
luv2yablue !

[/QUOTE]






TO CATCH A DREAM

Time has spilled the liquid drops from mine eyes
long encapsulated, waiting to fall
like tiny pools that wade into dreams
long before you close your lids
of sleepy silence and breathless wonders.

Can a child's heart still believe,
in old worn flesh
that a promise is still a promise
and home is the hand of the soul
that opens to love,
where the flicker never fades
as hope is born into a warm blanket
sheltering years, absorbing tears.

Could faith be so kind and gentle
that this time
I may sheild these veils from my eyes,
and walk unto his soul,

unafraid,

so to be captured,
and to find my heart complete.




this is a rather older one, I dug it up and reworked it a bit...
happy now ? hehe..... luv2theblu... and all of u'.s.

 

[bluerains]

beautiful warm image







TO CATCH A DREAM

Time has spilled the liquid drops from mine eyes
long encapsulated, waiting to fall
like tiny pools that wade into dreams
long before you close your lids
of sleepy silence and breathless wonders.

Can a child's heart still believe,
in old worn flesh
that a promise is still a promise
and home is the hand of the soul
that opens to love,
where the flicker never fades
as hope is born into a warm blanket
sheltering years, absorbing tears.

Could faith be so kind and gentle
that this time
I may sheild these veils from my eyes,
and walk unto his soul,

unafraid,

so to be captured,
and to find my heart complete.




this is a rather older one, I dug it up and reworked it a bit...
happy now ? hehe..... luv2theblu... and all of u'.s.[/QUOTE]

I have always loved your work ...you capture your world so simple and soulful...another one I liked so well was reindeer...she is awesome...she still sends me her links ...the both of you are a gift of love..have a great weekend ~A~ here is a spark I penned from what I read...


sometimes we still gather
by the forest with no fences
and wonder
why we still seek shelter
in dominion, and need the
comfort of borders
and yet ,
we close our gates
and ponder when
we shall all gather at the river
to find our port of call
and sail together as love

 

[bluerains]

soo...sensual..ty

flowers of beauty
to taunt ... tease
your essence.
sway with the wind.
hoping you catch,
a glance, at our
leaves of passion,
stems of juice,
buds of euphoria ...



there ya go ...
now write ... *grins*

periwinkles tease
as their blue fingers
paint tiny paintings
in the mud and sand
when the wind blows

 

[RhymeFairy]

blown away ~ bounce

blown away,
with images so pure.
sweet lifes, breathe
of happiness, new life,
new dreams ...

everything ... renewed,
upon the sparrows wings,
of heavenly downy down.

soft ... pure,
innocent life, brought forth,
a new beginning ... life
renewed~

 

[bluerains]

Rf..

blown away,
with images so pure.
sweet lifes, breathe
of happiness, new life,
new dreams ...

everything ... renewed,
upon the sparrows wings,
of heavenly downy down.

soft ... pure,
innocent life, brought forth,
a new beginning ... life
renewed~

your soft rhyme subtle and giving...is a wire to awareness...

pawns in 360
breath of life
cycles forever in blue

 

[RhymeFairy]

Blue is calming, relaxing
of sorts. Setting forth
to bon voyage, nice n'
... sleek

It's the red in me,
that takes the bend.
zings ...
through, like white
lightening morphed.

Green shows me sprigs,
of eternal coolness.
Wrapping
around, grassy pads, laid
out, to dry on a cool spring
morn.

Yellow burst up. Bringing,
kindness ... love. Happy am I,
when in the fields streached
out with sun shine all around
... heaven bound.

Orange the color, of suckers
and fun. Lil balls bouncing,
keeps us on tha run. Ever see
an orange tulip, standing
proud ... free?

All these colors, I love
so much. To pick just one,
would be such a sin. I want
to be wrapped, in all of them,
to be filled yet again, with
peace ... harmony ... love ~