Gregory Richard Barden Poet Free verse

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forbidden fruit -

I immerse ...


nigh naked

in your keen and carnal insight ...

the rags of my inhibitions

strewn at my feet …

are my thoughts still my own

care and coil

or have you plucked those from my boughs

made ripe

the fodder for your dire divination?

peel the fruit, fresh

and slice it to your taste -

there is a neoteric bounty for your appetites

seasoned to sate

the desires of a goddess ...

laid bare

offerings for a graven image, pure

and devoured

as love's absolute oblation ...


thine.






~ 4th Place ~  in the "Mid-Summer Premiere Poetry Contest", Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

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Janice Canerdy July 23, 2017 at 7:43 PM CONGRATS on your win with this sensual, appealing piece, Greg! Janice Gregory Richard Barden July 23, 2017 at 11:12 PM Thank you very much, Janice - this is a special one for me. :-)

Funom Makama July 19, 2017 at 1:33 PM You just unzipped the covers of my mind to the unprecedented worship of your adorable lines with a powerful choice of words that can't just be ignored. Showers of your wisdom is well palpated in this page and the only thing I can say is a big WELL DONE! Can't wait to have more of your mental command flowing through my reading mind. Gregory Richard Barden July 20, 2017 at 6:54 AM Thank you so much, Funom, very kind and intelligent comments, indeed - I greatly appreciate them! Blessings, my friend! :-)

Andrea Dietrich July 16, 2017 at 6:25 PM WOW, your skill as a poet really shines in this one. Splendid imagery, Greg. Truly! Gregory Richard Barden July 17, 2017 at 1:09 AM Thank you so much, Andrea ... as always, I am humbled and honored by your kind comments. This was one of those rare ones for me, that I had no intention of writing, but just "happened" and flowed. I don't think those pieces come from us, we're just the conduits, but it's very special when it happens! :-)

Probir Gupta July 16, 2017 at 10:03 AM Beautiful poem indeed ... Gregory Richard Barden July 17, 2017 at 1:06 AM Thank you very much, Probir - greatly appreciated!