by Zoe Nye |
Categories:
angel, angst, crazy, desire, how i feel, women, words,
If I told you I nearly fainted today
trying to make my pussy taste sweet for you,
(I'm allergic to pineapple,
by the way)
and had to toss back a glassfull of baking soda
water to quiet the abdominal creature
spitting y o u are the rosebud
my dew longs to rest upon,
would you think I was crazy?
Funny, self,
she does not know
how aching things rejoice in spillage,
fractures, she says
there is stillness in God.
See Jane pump out love poems
for a lioness gazing at the sun.
See Jane's words fly off with the cranes.
Now,
there is only us,
and the spring.
by ALKAS POETRY |
Categories:
allegory, allusion, appreciation, extended metaphor, funny, humor, irony,
Look at that kindhearted gentleman:
The most mature he gets,
further "prominence",
protuberance
abdominal...
Less erudition, and
development
mental... !
Wish you to stay the same ? eat much and exercise less...
Exceeding , further and less love...
Eat even further and read each
time less, and less...
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
love, autumn, love, time,
I love you more each second passing,
Abdominal somersaults tell
Of butterfly summers blazing,
Sweet spring rain that fell.
I love you more each minute dying,
Acrobat heartbeats yearn
For more time in your presence,
Some sign of your return.
I love you more each hour fading,
Contortionist cravings cry
For autumn leaves and winter snow,
Soft silence floating by.
I love you more each day imploding,
Treasuring time that flew,
Magnificent monument memories
Of you and I, we two.