by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
Categories:
funny,
"12 Days of Christmas Craves"
On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
12 twinkling tiaras
Eleven emerald elephants
Ten Tiffany trinkets
Nine naughty negligees
Eight echoing elves
Seven sequined stars
Six sexy singers
Five fake fingernails s s s
Four furry foxes
Three tingling tamborines
Two turtledoves
And peach tree in pail via e-mails s s s.
*For P.D.'S 12 Days of Christmas.
*Written by: Linda-Marie "Sweetheart".
by Jenish Somadas |
Categories:
3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, nature,
My lazy muse went wandering around
When fallen into my knees, I astound
A cute lady like a coloured teardrop
Fallen from heaven an angel's eye drop.
She sat silent on my lap, I wonder
Shy or timid, what her cute mind thunder
In bright red attire with black beauty spots
An angel's love blot, my muse I forgot.
O lady, from the Garden of Eden
Did you come with a tweet from the heaven?
Or to tie my naughty mind on his seat
And to teach me to taste nature at least.
While my thoughts fly far away to the sky
Tiny wings blossoms, ladybird soars high.
Second Place in STRAND CHOICE W,any form,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
pets,
He bites his nails beside me on the bed
so loudly! This strange habit is most grating.
I’d like to throw a pillow at his head,
but he would just continue, not abating.
I’m used to just how vexing he can get,
like when he begs for food that I am eating.
When someone comes to call, he gets upset;
then settles down and gives a gleeful greeting -
Unless the visitor is someone small!
He sits and stares if I pick up a child
then panics if the infant starts to bawl.
I love my doggy though he gets so wild!
Although a naughty child himself is he,
how sweet and trusting is his love for me.
by Kash Poet |
Categories:
romance,
Even the raindrops
love to linger on your face
like my fingers' tip-toeing,
drop by drop they reach
around your naughty dimples
luscious lips are not too far.....
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by Edwin Alluso |
Categories:
child,
Our Little Boy
Our boy named Dione Henry
Comes from our fathers name
He’s so cheerful and friendly
But sometimes he’s naughty
He loves to play and full of energy
Even his stomach is empty
At the end he is so hungry
He dream of becoming a pilot
Reading his books he always forgot
But playing games he did not
I’ve thought to tied him with a knot
So he could stay in my front
And guide him in his right plot
To show his wisdom that he got
I know that he is our little boy
Who loves to play with his toy
Sooner you’ll become a man
Enjoy your time and have fun
I will always there to guide you
To reach your dreams I'll support you
I’ll be there for you because I love you
by Akkina Downing |
Categories:
christian, christmas, faith, happy, jesus, joy,
Are you paying attention
Can you hear it now
It's coming very close
Yes it's Christmas time again
Oh tell me you feel it
Is your heart beat with excitement now
Are you wondering if you're naughty or nice
Set free of negative thoughts, feel the magic
Holy night
Born is the king
Our savior
Jesus Christ
Listen to His voice
Look out for His signs
Feel Him in your heart
Let Him be your all wants and needs
He need you to be ready
Welcome Him into your heart
Be content for what's you have
But most of all, be happy
Peace
Joy
Love
Merry Christmas to one and all
Smile
Akkina R Downing
12-11-17
by Balbir Singh |
Categories:
baby, beautiful, beauty, break up, care, cry, emotions,
Baby, every-time you try to avoid me
A cute bird sings to make me calm
A naughty cat tires to help me laugh
A stupid dog barks to divert my mind!!!
Baby, the creatures of all type feel my heart
Love me the way I love you
So creatures continue to have faith in true love!!!
by Valsa George |
Categories:
child, cute love, father, growing up, home,
Sleepy,
Weepy,
Sweetie,
Cutie,
Babe drools.
It crawls,
On floor,
On four.
Burbles,
Gabbles,
Wets bed,
Cute bud!
Guileless,
Artless,
Chuckles,
Giggles,
Grows up.
Sits up.
Child walks.
Child runs.
Climbs up.
Falls down.
Naughty,
Haughty,
Spoiled brat!
Moppet!
Mom’s joy!
Dad’s toy!
God’s gift
World’s light!
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August.2.2022
~ Placed Tenth~
Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
autumn, nostalgia, rain, romantic love, school, together, youth,
Autumn rainstorm
The sound of freedom
The taste of youth
Skipping classes
Naughty and misbehaving
To tunes on the radio
Safe in our own world
Thought we had it all
We had each other
And our dreams
Time stood still
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on December 23, 2018
by Race Benoit |
Categories:
irony, love,
a man and a woman
lucky in love and precious
fate walked in and kissed them both
kisses wet, sloppy, thirsty
from an unplanned tenderness
romance fluttered
love came next there was no doubt
their chemistry delicious
played one off the others substantial
in the beginning of her purring
on purpose as fate
walked them down the primrose blushing
passion concentrated and gifted
translovely dream cooing
across the abyss
separating them from their naughty
they talked of love needful
secrets were confessed fragile
vowed to leave the past behind
shredded and troubled
their bond will be sewn husky
he closes his eye tender
she holds out her attractive
together they are damaged
by Sherifat Aduku |
Categories:
beautiful, care, child, love,
Overwhelmed
as mama offers a stare
at me.
Behind sleepy eyes;
I watched.
You would lay on the floor,
despite my warnings
You naughty child.
You cant stop snoring
like your father
she whispered
as she watched over
me like an angel
as I lied on the tiled floor.
You obviously
Took both our characters
my priceless jewel.
I opened my eyes
As I said to her;
There is no me without you
MAMA.
Those words caressed her skin
like the freshness of the breeze
after rainfall that she smiled
so softly.
I fell asleep peacefully
filled with stories
my mother told me,
knowing there is someone
guarding me like a god.
November 3, 2017.
by De Waal Venter |
Categories:
lifelove,
The cloudscape changes
and floods excited crowds of sunlight
on a patch of playful sea,
turning fat green hills
into toyful bumping buses.
The wind turns her back,
shows me her cold white legs,
striding away.
The land is blackgreen,
the sky is dark coffee;
there is no exit sign.
She rips open the sky, the wind,
with a naughty laugh,
she breathes sea sand through my hair.
I do love you after all, she sings softly;
old apricot flavoured philosopher,
you ancient jingly bag of thoughts.
I love you
even though I cannot take you
yet
by Elizabeth Wesley |
Categories:
love, me,
I forgive you dear Emily,
For you are more than fair;
Your flirty eyes give promise,
Your pouty lips don't care.
From the tilt of your head,
My heart it could break;
Your silken cheek with blush,
Where pretty dimples wake.
The mayhem in your eyes,
That will not look at me;
There the damage lies,
There for all to see.
You wink coquettish lash,
To entice me in the night;
Would the knowing of your heart,
Make everything alright?
What your callous lips may say,
Your naughty eyes deny;
What a tease dear Emily,
Enough to make me cry.
by Joanna Daniel |
Categories:
dog, missing you, pets,
She came into our lives unbidden,
A pleasant surprise,
Her open heart was never hidden
From her soulful eyes;
She won our hearts with her gentle love,
Always filled with grace,
Her time with us, a gift from above,
Still holds a dear place;
When small, we had fun, running around,
Playing all the time,
Perking up at the tiniest sound,
She raced through life's mime;
With unspoken words, she cared for us,
Active and naughty,
Strutting around queenlike, making fuss,
A little haughty;
Her unwritten absence rankles now,
Blackie in peace sleeps,
For ten years, she brightened our days, how!
Unshed sorrow creeps.
by Victoria Anderson-Throop |
Categories:
funny, life, love, passion, philosophy,
Naughty Sex talk
Women will whisper
Pretend they don’t care
Chat about perfume
Or talk about hair
Why is it secret
Hush, hush don’t say
When every ten seconds
In every man’s brain
Frank daydreams of sex
Render
Women insane
by Sebastian Aaron Baez |
Categories:
art, desire, love, lust,
erect with naughty thoughts
licking your beauty marks
like playing connect the dots
squishy sensitive pink parts
wet x-rated lust marks the spot
come off as cool collective and calm
but my intimacy is sizzling melting hot
burning through barriers thick napalm
about to explode like a ticking time bomb
my bleeding heart placed
on your protective electric palms
by Suujish Kandampullyy |
Categories:
angel, crush, emotions, girlfriend, love, princess, soulmate,
Mesmerized by your beauty
Seemed you to be naughty,
You talk to me dirty
As I'm a little flirty,
You seem to have a good quality
As you are blessed by the almighty,
An atmosphere of tranquility
Felt like contiguity,
To protect you is my duty
Not just a sole responsibility,
When God was busy in his activity
He made you with his own creativity,
You fell upon me like 'oh, so naughty'
Like an angel pulled by gravity.
by Cherie Fleming |
Categories:
animal, children, cute love, daughter, dog, pets,
The Naughty Little Puppy
She's lucky she is cute!
All day long she's chewing things.
I've yelled so much I'm mute,
still she's chasing kids on bikes.
She's lucky she is cute!
She chewed my favorite boot
The first night on Christmas eve.
She even pooped on route
To our home that fateful night.
She's lucky she is cute!
My daughter's in cahoot
With this naughty little dog.
They yell and bark and hoot.
She feeds her from the table!
They're lucky they are cute!
The leash works to recruit
The children to her side, but
Her training's in dispute.
Surely guidance is required.
She's lucky she is cute!
Oh that naughty little puppy...
She's lucky she is cute!
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
fun,
This is something old Walter never talked about
But I wonder if Mickey and Minnie ever made out
Judging by their physiques, might have been quite a challenge
Can't you just imagine Mickey yelling out those bad words
Like, “golly” and “gee whiz" and "this is swell, Miss Minnie”
“You were g-r-r-r-r-e-a-a-a-a-t!!!”
Next time let's do it in your mousey hole*
(* Uh, that's where mousies live, you bad naughty people!”)
Okay I'll never be able to watch another Mickey Mouse cartoon again
Without the visual popping into my brain
Same with Donald and Daisy Duck!
Hope the kiddies never find out!!!
© Jack Ellison 2014
by Frank Polgar |
Categories:
love, passion, romance,
from heel
to stocking top
pencil line ... straight, narrow
slowly follow the path upward
shiver
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
life,
Behaviour begets the way we are
Naughty nuptials enhance life's joys
Bringing major manifestation to ones soul
To live life with love and devotion
Endearing oneself only to enjoyment
Forgetting false thoughts of immorality
Living life as a lover, friend,
Behaving, badly not worthy of a thought
Living, life well has its memorable memories
Penned - 07/07/2014
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
chocolate, desire, lust,
It's ecstasy without the pill
alarm lights flashing 69
Tarzan Lord of jungle fever
the taste of sweet nectar!
Foreplay of the gods
slippery when wet
I gaze upwards
lust devours you.
Such a lovely garden
I love your comfort food
you the naughty schoolgirl
in my headmasters office.
Your sighs and moans
rise to the heavens
carrying aphrodisiac scent
from your lovely pollen!
~ ~ ~ ~
by Dakarai Cobb |
Categories:
dedicationlove,
Once, I wished Wendy was with me,
Not him, not attracted to them,
Who only saw her slim and trim
Body; Naughty eyes between knees.
If she could see what I could see,
Though my eyes saw the sunrise dim,
In a sky, whose demise looked grim,
She would see we were meant to be.
My heart, right from the very start,
Desired a love like Wendy's;
A love that was state of the art,
Instead of one that was trendy.
Unfortunately, for my heart,
She could only see me friendly.
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
dance, love,
Dance ballerina dance
All the stations played it
Nat King Cole was the star
Couples smooched to the music
In every club and bar
Naughty things happened after dusk,
Girls wed, babies all premature.
Penned September 23 rd. 2013
by Joe Dinki |
Categories:
inspirational,
Curiosity can stew.
O’er the surface brew,
Through gravel and the dew,
A noble idea will stumble
Over table, kiln and shrew,
to knock upon the door of life,
And join the chosen few.
But who shall shell such feats,
to take those steps so true?
Why, God’s love and common
Sense my friend.
Be ye willing,
Be ye true…
For feet covered bold in love,
Will take you through and through,
Past the haughty and the naughty,
Over the hills and far away,.
A pair of socks is God 's offering to you;
to track your kingdom come,
to blend your toes as one,
to comfort new,
The deeds you do,
To meld our souls undone.