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[LasciviousSanity]

Skin
like chocolate
ripples as it
boils in a pot
smell the invisible
aroma of it's sweetness

but

Some are too far away
to get a whiff
of it's tantalizing
treasures

from it's silky
smooth touch,
palatable pleasure,
and
spiritual spark

Curse
my shell
as if you had a choice

deny yourself
the bliss
that can be found
nestled against
brown velvet skin.

 

[RhymeFairy]

caped mountain
tops. snow slide
chill. glaciers
of tear drops
cascading down
silky slide ....

 

[vampiredust]

Inverse

Please don't talk, I'm busy
watching life happening in
reverse. Flowers dismantle
as they crawl back into seed,
trees slowly shrink into shadows
and clouds start to evaporate.
Even you become nothing more
than innocence, dissapearing
into the only place you ever felt safe.

 

[vampiredust]

Watching A Firework Explode Prematurely

I watched the paraffin sky
burn, lighting up the birds'
wicker tail. Silence fell as
it spun, spitting sparks
with every contorted movement.

 

[vampiredust]

Music

I watched the drumbeat
drip over my fingers as I
lay in bed, waiting for my
body to reassemble itself.
There was something soothing
about the way your music
crept into my head, scraping
away the layers of pain that
had been dormant.

 

[RhymeFairy]

games played
as night falls
into heaven
into you. can you feel
this fools heart
breathing in.
fake smiles, fundamental
it is
wanting, crying
feeling a feel
getting on
with this so called life.
so much
giving, dare not receive
love, for games are played
as days pass
into night. cradling heaven
in this hearts
memory ...

 

[vampiredust]

A Parrot Called Macbeth (Or When I Was Fifteen and When Nuts)

Birds flew out
of your letter

I'm not sure
how this is relevant

to the theme of life
and death in my essay

on Macbeth, but I like
the rythmn that the words

make when they fly off
the page

 

[sugarmountain]

trust is born a tender shoot
green, vital and vibrant
raises it innocent eyes
when nurtured with fervor
and faith, steadfast

opens up, grows tall
able to withstand
drought and storm floods,
given time to root

but beware, young trust
is fragile,watch how you step
lest you stunt it's growth

it may survive, but carry
that wound beneath it's skin,
a bruise which bleeds for years

even in it's prime, trust
is vulnerable, can be trampled
to nothing, without commitment
to care and cherish

 

[TheRainMan]

La Paz

.....

 

[vampiredust]

Summer

A wax marble
runs a course
laid out on your
body, following
a trickle of sweat
that chases crackling
air.

 

[RhymeFairy]

A wax marble
runs a course
laid out on your
body, following
a trickle of sweat
that chases crackling
air.

waxed
in marble, your body
is perfectly
proportioned
into pefection. could
one taste
one slide
of silken tongue
tempt you
to melt
down. slide
and trickle out
into pools. pretentious
patterns
that patty cake
a remaking
from the baking
inside. grill that tasty
toasted skin. reshape
you
into cookie cutouts
to produce
a production of more.
more yous
to go around
more yous
that has time
to be with me
more
more

 

[TheRainMan]

.....

 

[wildsweetone]

oh interesting perspective RainMan. you've reminded me of something i saw a year or two ago... not sure i can write it but i'll have a go.


it was stuffy inside the mall.
and lunchtime.
mums and dads
kids and pushchairs
all push the queues
in the food court.
a baby is tossed
across, from mum
to stranger, instinct
clutches as new mum drops
like a correctly shot duck
to the ground. a circle
of feet encompasses
her body and a guard
makes space and waits.
a man watches, waiting
for others to move, to slide
her to her side, check breathing.
another, has the ability
but chooses to sit, to walk
away that day
and forget.

 

[quietpoet]

Today

Just some brief thoughts as we guzzle our way to oblivion...

Poison Propaganda

Drive your SUV,
kill another tree,
You plant the seeds of destruction,
Death for you and me.

Watch out from the rear,
past is not so clear,
Savings accounts are depleted,
Drink another beer.

Forests are dying,
Governments still lying,
Public buys all of their bullshit,
Time to stop crying.

Life is distraction,
Debt creates traction,
you think you have no power,
Your misconception.

 

[RhymeFairy]

oh interesting perspective RainMan. you've reminded me of something i saw a year or two ago... not sure i can write it but i'll have a go.


it was stuffy inside the mall.
and lunchtime.
mums and dads
kids and pushchairs
all push the queues
in the food court.
a baby is tossed
across, from mum
to stranger, instinct
clutches as new mum drops
like a correctly shot duck
to the ground. a circle
of feet encompasses
her body and a guard
makes space and waits.
a man watches, waiting
for others to move, to slide
her to her side, check breathing.
another, has the ability
but chooses to sit, to walk
away that day
and forget.

who could forget
a quiet old soul
innocent in years, yet the eyes
tell all
what a catastrophe to go through
to catch that falling
star, please
help the child
please
don't just walk away. thinking
someone else will reach
out. for one day, there might be
no one there
no one
to reach out
and protect
the innocence ...


just a thought ~

 

[RhymeFairy]

bleached walls have left their
mark. gruff fingers have tried
to strip
white out
all memories. washed out
to dry. mistakes made
unwrapped by misery
strayed off mark, afraid
to wipe away
for tears cried have trailed
showing the love
showing you ...

 

[wildsweetone]

the sun has disappeared
somewhere
behind that grey blanket
that needs wringing again.
the one that seems determined
to soak the ground and stretch
itself forever between flourescent
blue pegs, pocked with stretch
marks that entice the kingfisher
to fly close to inspect.

 

[vampiredust]

Seaside Tales

1:

A family of newspaper hats
burns as the pier melts
under the sea

Gulls cry a eulogy
as her frame is buried
by swirling currents

2:

A fragment of a tabloid
lies buried in sand
next to broken glass

Feet cut on its words
but the glass has already
been blunted

3:

Candy floss twirls like '50s
models. Toffee apples shiny
as lip gloss twinkle under
the morning sun.

Somewhere at the other end
of the pier, a man is considering
imitating Daedalus.

Only the sea will be waiting
to catch him

 

[cherries_on_snow]

taste

The taste of you is paler
than beer, subtler
than saffron
briefer than
your name on my lips,
so brief.

The taste of you, your salt
in the air, your breath
on my skin,
is thin as paper

and when I try to hold it,
to bite it,
it cuts into me.

The taste of you
makes springs in my mouth
wet enough to carry

but a taste cannot nourish:
only entice.

 

[RhymeFairy]

i remember ...


open your notebooks
let us take a journey, far
off into never never land. tell
me of your life, your dreams,
show me the pictures of your mind
only ... with words.

time and time again, she would say
if only I could open your head up
and pour it in. I know you can do this
taste it, breath it ... be all you want
in the written word.

shake up those brains, let'm tumble
down. scatter out ... then connect
the dots. dig deep
so deep you hurt from want to throw up.
give me your all, paint it, sell it
build it .. give me
your words ...


Thanks mrs H ~ my 9th grade honors eng teacher
bet she never saw these writes coming ...

 

[sugarmountain]

I've been searching for the key
to unlock the memory
or what we shared together

but it seems the door is jambed
on the future we had planned
and I cannot find the lever

to spring open this gate which fell
upon our hopes, and break this spell
instead I brave uncertain weather

hoping one day the clouds will part
the sun will help unfold your heart
and we will share forever

 

[RhymeFairy]

just one more notch
another scratch added to your
so many, lookie what I dids.

an anniversary
is something to be celebrated
when the reasoning
behind that anniversary is over
and done
why still celebrate?

call me no more
with your useless forked tongue
talking of something which you
knew and still know
nothing about.

I celebrated two years ago
when I left, and still
I celebrate, knowing I shall never
have to shovel your muck again

our wedding anniversary ...
wanna watch while I laugh
my sweet ass off ?

ppft

 

[RhymeFairy]

you know. we could have had
it all. all I ever wanted
and your dreams too
almost came true. till one
day I woke up
saw the reality of what my life
really was.

*why do you let him talk to you
like that. why does he treat you
like that. did you see, he hit me.
he hit brother. brother swallowed gas
your reaction, i have to drop off this air pump
no he doesn't need a doctor *

I was prepared to wait it out you know
I would have too, if only
you only had to suck it up a bit,
work and love
yes, love our children.

you had other plans, ideas
for get rich quick schemes, seems
to me that was all you ever wanted
someone to do it
work it, fetch it, hold it
pay it for you. our life was all
about you.

where did our children fit in? when
did you take time to see them,
love them
even till this day, I hear about daddy
no matter the heartache, the hitting
all their tears and broken wings
I still hear ... daddy.

you called. happy anniversary
on Memorial Day. I think how appropriate
we were married on Memorial Day
which really means to commemorate
members of the armed forces
who were killed in war

yes, I can honestly say
there was a war
you were armed
yes, there was indeed force
too much to ever speak of
and our marriage is dead
so here is to you
Happy Anniversary
on Memorial Day ...

r i p ~

 

[sugarmountain]

I am the moving man
here to transport mementos
and memories, held dear
history hard to let go of
yet often locked away
and forgotten, until once more
forced to decde the importance
of the past, bounty or bane

I treat each alike, gingerly
careful not to bruise or break
for pieces of hearts hide inside
each parcel, no matter how
seemingly insinificant, once gone
they can never be retrieved

Each item has a space,
carefully selected to avoid jarring
shifting and sudden shocks, unforseen
except by one who has experience
in gain, loss and missing in action

I have learned, loaded
and unloaded untold times
one existence to another
the van always starts empty
and ends the same way

 

[RhymeFairy]

.....