Erotic or Not?

[Pearl_Prynne]

I'm assuming the classification of Literotica poems into the categories of "Erotic" and "Non" is an author's decision, but could published poets give me some guidelines?

Is every poem related to sex (ual love) considered erotic?

I'm curious specifically about break-up and "love sucks" poems. I have some that are definitely not masturbation material, but are related to sex none the less.

Suggestions?

Thanks a lot.

 

[smithpeter]

maybe it's the hour

could you give some samples?

 

[Unmasked Poet]

Post It!

Post the damn things! If they are not erotic to you, odds are they will not be erotic to us. Call them what you will and let us decide. More often than not sex is not erotic. Erotic is a nuance given to something exciting, intriguing, libido stirring. A cardboard box could be erotic if written about properly.

U.P.

 

[Fairytat]

I agree ...

with SP and UP .... post what you have written and see what we decide. It's great to have a place to get feedback so just give us a hint, taste, a tease of what your talent has produced

 

[Lauren Hynde]

UP is right! And besides, most of us will read the poems regardless of their erotic or non-erotic classification... Hell, if we end up liking your work we'll even read them if they're in the S&M stories section!

 

[Pearl_Prynne]

Here goes nothing. . .

Siren’s Call

I have a red-hot lover
Stranded across the world.
He unknowingly seduced me:
The kiss-and-tell tales of a bold conquistador.

Damn this conduit for messages in bottles.

I sent forth my own missive:
Tame this wilderness
Taste the ripened fruit.

And my lust was will received,
Despite inadequate capacity for expression.
We called out in libidinous distress,
Momentarily suspending the other’s eloquent pain.

How I long for his touch;
He has changed me:
Liberated my spirit,
Coaxed it from my fingertips.

Now the truth of his legend invades me;
See the signals up in smoke?

But his echo grows more distant,
Bereft of serendipitous thrill.
Until now I lie in embers on the sand
Just above high tide,
Furtively seeking one
Laden pigeon.

And of no consolation,
I am left articulate
Of a wound that will not heal.
So I chisel my epitaph with an answer
To the age-old paradox:
If a siren’s call is lost at sea,
Yes, she exists,
though
painfully
alone.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Hi, Pearl

I can't really make an in-depth analysis of your poem, right now (It's 5am!!! OMG) but I'll get back to you on it...

I really like it, but I think it's up to you to decide what category you want it in... I you ask me, I never post on the erotic, because I believe they have to be a little more explicit than anything I've written (which apparently goes along the same lines as your "Siren’s Call"), but I've heard of others that post erotic even if it's just "romantic"... Either way, you'll be fine. You're talented.

 

[karmadog]

Bad Reason

My second poem, "Stitch..." I posted in erotic, although I doubt it would give anyone a chubby or a moisty.

On the other hand, it got read three times as much as my first poem in "non".

Doesn't make it the right place to post it, it just makes me a shameless whore.

Note the shame-free part.