Sensual metaphors

bluerains said:
Eyes sting
below black water,
kneeling knee deep.

A soul weeps in baptismal
surrender.

Icy entity bestirs
susceptibility .

Candied krustallinos
drinks rogue angel.

I just did a rogue poem in the
free thoughts on one word thread
I bow humble <grin
 
...and this is why I return to this place, to marvel in blue poetry. Here you have captured one's eyes with words and images.


bluerains said:
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Aroused
by hovering dreams
of a firefly
sitting on her satin shoulder,
she inhales chanting
blue fairies dancing
by the lake in roots
of a dead willow
swallowed by swollen offerings
of silt flowing from the mountains
of life’s amphibian bones.
Outside beneath her rain soaked window sill,
anura are having an orgy.
 
bluerains said:
Eyes sting
below black water,
kneeling knee deep.

A soul weeps in baptismal
surrender.

Icy entity bestirs
susceptibility .

Candied krustallinos
drinks rogue angel.

congratulations on your green 'E'... blue
 
here you go,
image lady
doodled this last night for an illustrated poem I submitted <bigrin
 

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She has wildfire
between her legs

or at least that's
what most erotic

poems are supposed
to say. But what's

wrong with tower
blocks, Rome, Paris

or even an iceberg
slowly descending

into the North Atlantic?
 
My Erotic Trail said:
I come to see
images in blue
feelings with in
when
I see them not
the color of emotions
blue

cybersex.jpg

I blow a kiss
to your show of inch intimacy
extend me again
bedrock boy..
 
My Erotic Trail said:
bedrock <grin
reminds me of the Flintstones
(or is that showing my age?)

yaba daba doooo

bedrock = riverbottom ...hum...lmao... ;)

cloaked coils eclipse
blue borders align
time rushes in
 
So far so good

My Erotic Trail said:
you gonna do
monday's reviews ??? (~_~)

soaking up the blue


am planning on being on for Monday...even though lots of work piling up for halloween...crafting for the wee critters of the night... :D
 
Wip

He is an oasis of dripping fullness
hypnotically suspending her in fluid momentum.

Her cleaving contours lost in slippery slopes of unaware,
as she hums primal rhythms , jarring her lava lamp heat in swells of his steamy sauna.

Love is prolonged in spouts of bliss.

Dawn drowns a milky haze , wellspring swallowed.
 
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bluerains said:
He is an oasis of dripping fullness
hypnotically suspending her in fluid momentum.

Her cleaving contours lost in slippery slopes of unaware,
as she hums primal rhythms , jarring her lava lamp heat in swells of his steamy sauna.

Love is bathed in spouts of bliss.

I like this one Blue. Needs a lil kick, but it has great imagery.
Love the feel and the warmth you treat us with here ...
The last line is tops ~!!! Hmm, maybe leave it as is,
on the second/third reading it really shows its heart ...

:rose:
 
bluerains said:
He is an oasis of dripping fullness
hypnotically suspending her in fluid momentum.

Her cleaving contours lost in slippery slopes of unaware,
as she hums primal rhythms , jarring her lava lamp heat in swells of his steamy sauna.

Love is bathed in spouts of bliss.

contours <grin

that's the 'free thoughts on one word' challenge for the day <grin
nice write (~_~)
 
am inspired...ty

My Erotic Trail said:
limelight
see's green
around an indigo you


MoonGoddess.jpg


Carved in Love


Mythic mind
slips on rocky mosaics
laying wet within wild laurel lullabies.

An inhaled potion, now parables
in blue emerald ecstasy,
red ribbons on her skin
her piercing reality..
 
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bluerains said:
MoonGoddess.jpg


Carved in Love


Mythic mind
slips on rocky mosaics
laying wet within wild laurel lullabies.

An inhaled potion, now parables
in blue emerald ecstasy,
red ribbons on her skin
her piercing reality..


ahhh! the red ribbons <grin
hey, I like this one <bigrin (~_*)
 
ty Art!

My Erotic Trail said:
ahhh! the red ribbons <grin
hey, I like this one <bigrin (~_*)

I promised K I would write a poem for her and her cutting herself to release her pain of love and other stress factors..hope I did it justice...ty :heart:
 
wip

Perhaps colors of quicksand skin
wrinkles dark shadows in seaswept winds,
covering wild tethered prey.

Rain may loosen
subterranean secrets
spilling on flesh wings,
as wind whistles
and love strays,
fluttering inside another albatross day,
but, I stiffen in shadows, loving your
ghost
this way.
 
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U R
barcoded scanner
I M
data stream matrix
we download
 
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