Angeline
Poet Chick
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Most Influential Writer
I nominate the poet smithpeter, whose artistic vision remains fresh across the hundreds of poems he has posted at Literotica. smithpeter sees poetry everywhere he looks, as the following examples show. His ability to turn the world upside-down and see new realities with his words has influenced countless writers on this site, myself among them.
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excepted from Radon Daughters
Old saying:
Do unto yourself
As you would have others
Do unto yourself
Faux sisters so in love with love
So in love with spring lovers
Pondering on the lovers coloring
Me outside the lines with spoons
And butter knives slapping sugar packets
Cross table, ashtray as lone player marooned
Introductions, Peter to the Radon Daughters in fishnet
Ready to kiss with vodka gin lips red and blue tint
So lovely in the neon of knight attraction
Attraction so dimly lit that cheekbones rose
Like models of popular distress
Needing rescue, white horse and long lance poised
Tucked at the ready
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excerpted from Brown
The secret of transport is alive in his brownness, his shorts.
Another dot to dot matrix.
"in sleet and slush such no snooze nor sentiment will sustain this
delivery more than the smile that one may never witness."
All this for just a wrap of poems that
press face to face in the dark till liberated,
spread for reading and looking at each other.
A morsel of art in word. Simple thought,
soft affection from a friend up the dusty road.
Brown returns down his route unpaved
by thought.
What if words caught sight
of each other?
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excerpted from Nuther Gunner
my guns come against yours
we compare caliper
barrel and velocity
target practice
enjoy the outdoors
the inner doors
the river warm
hey, I thought I was going to
be spreading you!
hey, do that again!
gun me like that six
more times
More triggers are not needed
tat a tat a rat a tat
till you scream
or just sigh
quiet now
let the wind of window
compete with my breath
and your sweet churn
do that dream thing
take me with you
I nominate the poet smithpeter, whose artistic vision remains fresh across the hundreds of poems he has posted at Literotica. smithpeter sees poetry everywhere he looks, as the following examples show. His ability to turn the world upside-down and see new realities with his words has influenced countless writers on this site, myself among them.
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excepted from Radon Daughters
Old saying:
Do unto yourself
As you would have others
Do unto yourself
Faux sisters so in love with love
So in love with spring lovers
Pondering on the lovers coloring
Me outside the lines with spoons
And butter knives slapping sugar packets
Cross table, ashtray as lone player marooned
Introductions, Peter to the Radon Daughters in fishnet
Ready to kiss with vodka gin lips red and blue tint
So lovely in the neon of knight attraction
Attraction so dimly lit that cheekbones rose
Like models of popular distress
Needing rescue, white horse and long lance poised
Tucked at the ready
***********************************
excerpted from Brown
The secret of transport is alive in his brownness, his shorts.
Another dot to dot matrix.
"in sleet and slush such no snooze nor sentiment will sustain this
delivery more than the smile that one may never witness."
All this for just a wrap of poems that
press face to face in the dark till liberated,
spread for reading and looking at each other.
A morsel of art in word. Simple thought,
soft affection from a friend up the dusty road.
Brown returns down his route unpaved
by thought.
What if words caught sight
of each other?
***********************************
excerpted from Nuther Gunner
my guns come against yours
we compare caliper
barrel and velocity
target practice
enjoy the outdoors
the inner doors
the river warm
hey, I thought I was going to
be spreading you!
hey, do that again!
gun me like that six
more times
More triggers are not needed
tat a tat a rat a tat
till you scream
or just sigh
quiet now
let the wind of window
compete with my breath
and your sweet churn
do that dream thing
take me with you
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