all of a sudden passion suddenly

[HarryHill]

:blinks:
if a man doesn't want his words unlocked
he doesn't leave the keys dangling in plain sight
with 'use me' writ on a post it note
and stuck to his forehead

<<<<Jacked in broad daylight.

 

[todski28]

he thought he was so clever
but he forgot
the spare key under the mat
and now
the curious cat has broken in
and is wandering around

 

[butters]

<<<<Jacked in broad daylight.

ah... americano = 'stolen'? *nods*
you do realise that has a different meaning in english slang, don'tcha, harry? and if you do it in broad daylight, you are very likely to get arrested

hahahaha

spat my drink on my phone, thanks butters, thanks harry

sorry about the phone! ha :halohead:

 

[Remec]

ah... americano = 'stolen'? *nods*
you do realise that has a different meaning in english slang, don'tcha, harry? and if you do it in broad daylight, you are very likely to get arrested

He thought it over
and took another look,
so shapely,
so inviting,
maybe it wouldn't be so bad,
perhaps she wanted him to,
the zipper was barely down
when he heard a deep
"Ahem" and knew he was
up for a different sort of
jacking entirely.

 

[butters]

He thought it over
and took another look,
so shapely,
so inviting,
maybe it wouldn't be so bad,
perhaps she wanted him to,
the zipper was barely down
when he heard a deep
"Ahem" and knew he was
up for a different sort of
jacking entirely.

miranda was cute
in her stripper-gram law-suit
cuffs and seamed stockings
but the taser was -
shocking!

 

[butters]

despair where there should be an easy joy
blue touch-paper lit
a litmus test
right now he's acid
burning
and when tomorrow comes
the ashes are bitter

 

[echoes_s]

I am simply too old for that
white picket,
splintering, rotted
through flaking paint,
cracked
jaded, faded and tracked
through milestones of names, games
and then blame
i am not girlfriend material

you are lucky you stayed the night
and I actually slept beside you
(notice no cuddling, cooing and petting)
although we can touch
doing all the erotic and erogenous stuff
while we mash mangoes and tango
juicing the fruits of exotica
please I like it rough and long
bite another orange to keep your stamina going
and I am right beside you

I am one to snap than purr
and I snore
you don't like it, unfortunately
there is a door leading out
but last night was nice
call again when you want an uncomplicated fuck
with one simple rule
my pillow, my drool
stay on your own side
do not cross that line...
I am not girlfriend material

 

[echoes_s]

you will do

I used you last night,
wild, a jungle of hair
knotted, untamed
tendrils snaking in a downward spiral
to spread and entwine your body
for a moment leaving me more vulnerable
than sans aperitif,
barer than bald,
naked...

did you enjoy the sensation,
rough rasping upon your tendered skin
as I mashed against you
again
and again?
when our bodies heated
the room misted with haze
and humidity
musk slowly thickened,
enhanced as it twisted,
sinking deeply into denseness
captured aware and lingering
you said you loved me
claimed my name

I grunted " harder"
forgiving your transgression
after a flashed pause
slighted confusion
vowing to make you forget to speak
for the duration
working you harder.

you do not know what love is
but you can sure rendered me up and beyond fences
of winter grasped meadows and snowflakes tinkling
all that do good holiday seasons
we melted an iceberg in one session
so you will do.

 

[butters]

he thought he was so clever
but he forgot
the spare key under the mat
and now
the curious cat has broken in
and is wandering around

habit dictates
flowerpot or rock
bin or mat or nook
but people
being the creatures they are
want to cover eventualities
and the cat-burglar knows
and the cat-burglar thinks
and the cat
comes
back

 

[HarryHill]

habit dictates
flowerpot or rock
bin or mat or nook
but people
being the creatures they are
want to cover eventualities
and the cat-burglar knows
and the cat-burglar thinks
and the cat
comes
back

All my felines are missing today
the police say, there's a cat burglar in the area

 

[todski28]

Used, been there,
riding and being ridden
searching for release
from everyday life
even if just for a moment
Of twitching clarity

the bruise
on my pelvis line
tender to touch
a testament to
the strength or ardour
arisen you did beg
harder
I'm sure yours would mirror

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Damn it!

It seems I have a
limited source of
inspiration. Forced
to perform I will
scrape and pick
at crumbs of
discarded ideas
and produce, yes,
but spawn dissatis-
faction, a fraction of
intention.

 

[todski28]

all that and those
in this prose
I pose as poetry
consigned to be
something less
than it should be
could be
or rhyme me into
a corner with no escape

concentrate, don't tell
or they will know
not what you try to show
but what they are told
as bold as it tries to be
never lives up to a simile
slung by a better word
setter

colours and themes
words and dreams
Juxtaposition
contradickshun
word plays and sword games
jousting with something
not quite there
infer don't deter
stir up an emotion
a concoction that invades
conscious thought

try to be taught
it hurts the brain
I never had a headache
in my life until I tried
to write, hang my head
in spite of what I wrote
the joke being on the reader
as they struggle through
word salad stews
that spew nothing
but everything
and if they feel anything
then maybe it was worth
something
banal end begun again
somewhere else

A for effort
here's a star take five
of them for pity's sake
don't break yourself
run along and play with
you words........

 

[todski28]

ever feel like that old dog
the one that's blind
and deaf
and dumb
that pisses on the rug
because he don't know
where outside is anymore
and it's too far to hold on

the one everyone looks at
and pities, head shake of shame
but they tut, he's not to blame
that's how lame you have become
and no one ever thought to take you
out the back, tie you up, feed you a steak
and blow your fucking head off
coz that would be better than this

 

[butters]

sometimes the raw of reading here
hurts so much
this thread filled with pain
troubles
lust...

it should come with a warning
'Caution! Armour your hearts,
ye who enter here.'

 

[HarryHill]

ever feel like that old dog
the one that's blind
and deaf
and dumb
that pisses on the rug
because he don't know
where outside is anymore
and it's too far to hold on.........ha!

the one everyone looks at
and pities, head shake of shame
but they tut, he's not to blame
that's how lame you have become
and no one ever thought to take you
out the back, tie you up, feed you a steak
and blow your fucking head off
coz that would be better than this

Old dogs are forgiven a lot of shit
but stiil bite when pissed off.

 

[todski28]

slam down that glass of liquid happy
another round
celebrating
what I don't know
why I can't say
but it beats the hard heat
of summers day
that peels the skin

sound of country music
sang in voice smooth
liquid sounds that tug
at, fuck that
pour me another to mask the
stench of what I feel, like
perfume on unwashed flesh
a masquerade
try to feel the better days
or at least damp the fire

pour me another
imbibe the inebriation
like masturbation
sure feels good
but you're only fucking your
mind with another round
drown out all but the sound
of a man and the silky strum
the tones of his voice
through the haze of smoke
that I haven't done in years
and damn it feels good
like a twisted
cough, a knife in my lungs
the head spins roll out

I can imagine you through the
smoky wisps of.....

pour me another the bottom
of my glass is mocking me
daring me to have some more
to forge why I was here in the first place

please pour me another tender bar tender
stroke my mind with lotus leaf, delete
the repeating thoughts of
pour me another

 

[echoes_s]

less complicated love

that's not me
it never was
I am just not that mean
but it could be fun
to understand
motivation
or complications
of those numbed
who fuck without touching
without making love
to truly rumble
and dance the rumba
sing quartets, falsettos
groaning tenors
strumming heart strings
stoking nerves
quivering higher planes
to power to feed
upon emotions
pleasure
that notion
of a simpler
less complicated love.

 

[butters]

something's gotta give (jack nicholson and diane keaton)

never been one
for romantic films
comedy's especially

try telling my eyes that
and the fat, hot tears that
after their twins have spilled
sit hot and thick and fat on my lashes

is it coincidence
the name and age,
or just fate poking a funning finger
into my soft middle?

 

[todski28]

Honest you asked

yes your ass does look big in that
you are carrying a couple of extra
kilos,
I have slept with women
that have better bodies,
I do look at other women
your tits have sagged a little
since breast feeding

but the real truth is
I have seen
felt
been with women
that you deem better looking
but I have never met
a better woman,
so assuage your fears
that I want the greener pastures
because there is no where
greener than in your arms

I gave up that life
of sleazy sex and bar room
blow jobs, because it's
just bragging rights
without emotional connection
it is all less
than a night with you
let alone the years.

 

[todski28]

Pebbles clink on pebbles
water polished stone
climbing
scree slides he slips
panic, catches himself

breathing heavy
he reaches the top
where I meet him
in a few short strides
clapping at how
clever he is

 

[todski28]

on being a man

when everyone else loses it
sanity slips into streams of screams
tears and nerve tick reactions
you carry the dead things
because it's your duty

emotion becomes logic and equation
constant motion to stop the thoughts

control,

contain,

restrain,

refrain from joining in.
a stoic statue when she beats
her fists upon your chest
when she screams that you,
you are emotionless,

how can she lose it if you do too?
someone needs
to hold her,

to
comfort
and how
how
if,
if he needs comfort too

So logic is
a mantra, an opiate,
so that she can do what she needs to do

who will be the one that glues you
the shattered terracotta
together, so that you can be whole
not unscarred,
not unscathed
but together

 

[todski28]

blades are blunt
dull and rusted
they plead to
watch me bleed
so I STOP
the torture

STOP the madness
a machine needs a break
but I press on

 

[butters]

there are wild peaches
in the woods
fuzzy skins beaded with dew
maybe not as showy
as their cultivar cousins
but
when ripened by longer days
restless nights
stiil sweet upon the lips
the pressing tongue


edited version (damned typo driving me nuts):

there are wild peaches
in the woods
fuzzy skins beaded with dew
maybe not as showy
as their cultivar cousins
but
when ripened by longer days
restless nights
still sweet upon the lips
the pressing tongue

 

[bronzeage]

there are wild peaches
in the woods
fuzzy skins beaded with dew
maybe not as showy
as their cultivar cousins
but
when ripened by longer days
restless nights
stiil sweet upon the lips
the pressing tongue

Very nice.