POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

As we learned to carry our own horns and hooves

KISS UP!!

Jk. Nice one, a dreamy scene.

I'm sensing a theme coming on here.

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

No. No I cannot.

Just to be clear, that was referencing the title of this thread.

Now about shacking up... where's mah roomie?

 

[freefall]

LongShot, I sense...loss of verification in your short poem. You seem to try to convey something which is neither wrong nor right, about neutrality and non-judgment.

Raw but shiny

Sorry if I take the wrong essence

 

[DonQuixote]

Holy Cow
Santa Maria
Aiy Chihuahua!

Not enough hours in the day
I keep missing the updates
so I miss the Fray

I've just copied off
From Whence I've yet to read
My soul to feed
on the seed
and sometimes the chaf
and, if I ever get lucky,
maybe a shaft, lol.

Later guys.
Gotta Run.
Ain't no pun.

 

[Kyanimal]

O.K.! Let's try this ...

"My mind 'goes South'! "

Green/hazel eyes,
'Neath black curled hair,
Stare through my Blues,
To my soul's lair.

A breath escapes
His perfect lips.
My nose inhales
His sweet essence.

No oxygen has
He breathed out.
I catch a buzz,
My mind "goes South"!

My palms
His shoulder blades explore.
I pull him closer
Wanting more.

Chest to chest
Our heart beats sync.
I'm still not sure
What he may think.

Then gentle pressure
On my mouth.
I close my eyes.
My mind "goes South"!

I feel his lower
Jaw descend.
Mine follows suite,
To full opened.

His teeth I feel
With my tongue's tip.
His tongue slides o'er
My lower lip.

We eagerly taste
Each other's mouths.
He takes my breath!
My mind "goes South"!

My right hand drifts
Down his warm ribs.
I'm searching for
His T-shirt ends.

Across his abs,
My fingers trace,
Then inside cotton,
They're in place.

I touch bare skin!
I want to SHOUT!
His kiss grows deeper!
My mind "goes South"!

My other hand
Doth join the chase.
Up to his chest,
They both do race.

Taut muscles,
Under skin so warm,
Briefly ripple,
From cool breeze born.

A tip I seek,
I search about.
I pinch a nip,
My mind "goes South"!

The fingers of
My other hand
Massage a pec
As I had planned.

Then scruff around,
A little bit,
Right up into
His damp arm pit.

A tickle touch,
Then slip back out.
He lifts both arms.
My mind "goes South"!

We break our kiss.
His shirt high flies.
He grins at me
With those green eyes.

I step back close,
My hands still there,
Playing with
His dark chest hair.

I kiss His neck.
I have no doubts.
I lick His sweat.
My mind "goes South"!


I lower slowly
To my knees.
I want him out
Of his tight jeans.


No belt he wears,
So I just flip,
One brass snap,
And quick unzip.


Dark pubic hair
Curls round his mound.
No underwear!
My mind "goes South"!


I gently move
A denim flap.
He is so HARD!
I hear a "Slap!"


I stare along
His turgid pole,
To up, on top,
His pink pee hole.


A gem forms there,
Without a sound.
Crystal clear!
My mind "goes South"!


A nectar pearl
I must taste!
That is a drop
I must not waste!


A new musk floods.
My nostril flair.
My tongue flicks out.
I'm almost there!


His salty sweetness
Fills my mouth.
I taste pre cum!
My mind "goes South"!


His dick is filling
All my throat.
Up, and down,
My face doth float!


I can not speak,
But that is moot!
I swallow HIM,
Down to His root!


I know I'm GOOD!
I suck HIM down!
He shoots his Load!
My mind "goes South"!


Then through a fog,
I take a peek.
He smiles down.
My chin is streaked.


There is some cum
I could not hold.
His cream tastes Heady,
Sticky, Bold!


I savor HIM!
Senses abound!
I kiss his glans.
My mind "goes South"!


What is that sound?
What do I hear?
There is a buzzing
In my ear!


HE fades from sight!
Sunlight appears!
A dream was HE?
Alarm I fear!


The thoughts of HIM
Start to unravel.
Yet now I realize
I've creamed my navel!

Keep smilin'!!
Chaz

 

[LongShot23]

"My mind 'goes South'! "

That was masterful, Kyanimal!

Thanks for the read and the comment Freefall. Your assessment is correct. It's not so much a search for validation as it is an expression of my sense that we are all capable at the same time of the worst evil or the greatest good and that we are "idle" because I suspect that we rarely exercise either of these; we, instead, allow our surrounding circumstances to dictate our behaviour.

 

[Lefty]

Lets clear up some of the shit
Before our Donnie has a fit
What I read came in good
And welcome for the neighborhood




My angel and my demon
Just stand here and screamin
That's not enough you brought
Not By a long Long Shot.
**
A good to start
you little fart
Was that a test?
Where is the rest?

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And then there's the Wisconson Pilker
Squeezing out another Emo Milker
Chaz has butt a solid golden rule.
You can think but you use his tool.
**

A brand new start
for that old fart
He passed the test
And needs no rest.


damn it..okay...okay
now see...i've had.. my say
and on another day
i'll be back...anyway.


hidey hole
thats my goal
want to cum
i've got rum
if you get loose
i get to goose.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

types of flight

by
​

ShihTzu Wilde
​

hey there reader jubbyhead
the key in this read-feeders fed
we have to blow in fast with hook and lure
bare we all load and we all fire
don't be scared it's just desire
is only 'round the corner this I'm sure

me, my time has fit the crime
a walk, a run, a hill to climb
i had to go to find that i am gay
so watch your clock but think of me
this life i chose before i'd see
will anything ever go my way

the nightly breeze sits on the wind
a brief yet altogether hint
is just around the corner thick or thin


i have got to find the time
for friends for love for squeezing limes
all that rushes by dissolves away
i need this pause to smell a rose
to lift my chin stay on my toes
else nothing may ever come my way

nobody left to write this to
so i'll say right now right here to you
it's just around the corner wait and see
go back real quick and catch the lights
then set them free like doves at night
look into the gray steel sky

each breeze into the heavens go
treasures for the jet stream flow
yet never seems to ever blow my way


there's nothing left to set on wing
robins wrens and cards that sing
while whippoorwills watch the phoenix burn

pride and prejudice has flown
from weary swollen eyes i've known
cloud poet reaches what he's learned

go back real quick and taste each word
then spit out some of what you've heard
alas we're at the corner...it's your turn

 

[Lefty]

Damn it "Tzu"

I'm in a hurry now but that sounds ominous

so it will have to wait 'til I am off this date.

Be Here............


or live in Fear


of "eJ", the "Q" and "Me".

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

but it's my masterpiece lefty, clear your schedule hon

 

[Lefty]

sizzle.........


fat
on a greasy spoon griddle
spit
on a hot Phoenix sidewalk
jokes
on a stage in Las Vegas
bets
on a new horse at the Derby
tales
on a party line in Utah
pics
on a porno store book shelf
me
on a bed with you naked

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different?

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

sizzle.........


fat
on a greasy spoon griddle
spit
on a hot Phoenix sidewalk
jokes
on a stage in Las Vegas
bets
on a new horse at the Derby
tales
on a party line in Utah
pics
on a porno store book shelf
me
on a bed with you naked
wennie
on a lappy reading Lefty's poetry

*Snap**Snap**Snap*

I hope you've been reading my adoring forum comments.

 

[Lefty]

I am taking a non-poem post to Thank Wennie for the encouragement

the positive remarks and the kind comments so bestowed. It is flattering

and almost humbling to think my scribbles are of such value to someone.

May you all have such a friend and support person.....it makes a bad day so

good. Wennie, watch this space and maybe "thankfully Brief" in a week to 10

days................Thank you, Thank you.

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

I am taking a non-poem post to Thank Wennie for the encouragement

the positive remarks and the kind comments so bestowed. It is flattering

and almost humbling to think my scribbles are of such value to someone.

May you all have such a friend and support person.....it makes a bad day so

good. Wennie, watch this space and maybe "thankfully Brief" in a week to 10

days................Thank you, Thank you.

Thanks for the thanks.

I don't get what you mean by thankfully Brief, but if you would like me to regale you more fully in the motivations of my adoration simply hit me up on my PM.

 

[Lefty]

Wennie,

I am assaulting the eyes and minds of some desperate readers in this forum....

Slowly, but inexorably like the sludge that backs up in your sink, I am making

an attempt to give birth to a long short story. Thankfully Brief was/is its title.

It started as a 1 shot stab but a couple of fools found it weeks later and so

resurrected it......asking for more. some JUB people are used (in a light and

humorous vein). to help me keep them apart and as a kind of hi buddy on

the side. It may not seem like it but its kind of a low impact "thank you for

being a friend",like that tv sitcom song.

 

[Lefty]

mahtapasikan

is not a Madigasican

and yet wenchine

is hardly ever obscene

his taste and faith knows not bounds

and people worship the littered grounds

he imprints with the very essence of soul

healing their hearts making them whole

Wenchine is seen

as the Man who can.
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ok guys...this one needs 2 read, it actually means something.

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

Here's a crappy poem I am going to improvise right now, because I am pathetic and need an outlet.

To Get By: Bi By Byesexual

Motivated by doom boon to womb tomb
I suffer till soothe soon so I cry croon:
Boku wa watakushi ja nai kedo
Watakushi wa boku ja nai mo

Clad in freak chic, I peak pique
I non-dress to best express ex-press both breast and chest
Mune ga yubi no chikai de arinagara nara
Kokoro ga te no tooi de aru to omou kara

Now free to be beside all sides of myself, I'm wise to die myself
Sighed, it's nigh to dead die, pixels fine to find myself
Boku no jibun ga mitsukata to
Jibun to boku wa wasurarerou

As I last, half assed pass for passed until past
"Queer" sneered, until saved by bitter chaste blast
Kare to kanojo ga doo no you ni boku o mieta
Moshi anta-ra boku de koshita-ta?


I forgot what the hell I was doing, so I'm going to end this poem before it ends me.

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

Wennie,

I am assaulting the eyes and minds of some desperate readers in this forum....

Slowly, but inexorably like the sludge that backs up in your sink, I am making

an attempt to give birth to a long short story. Thankfully Brief was/is its title.

It started as a 1 shot stab but a couple of fools found it weeks later and so

resurrected it......asking for more. some JUB people are used (in a light and

humorous vein). to help me keep them apart and as a kind of hi buddy on

the side. It may not seem like it but its kind of a low impact "thank you for

being a friend",like that tv sitcom song.

After I get some freaking work done, I will check this out. I am thankful for your briefing, and would be more thankful if linked to this debriefed brief.

 

[Lefty]

domo arrigato gozaimais

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

domo arrigato gozaimais

When in the hell did you get evicted? You should move your landlord to reconsider with your brilliant poetries.