A wind blasted tree,
not lightning struck,
but raped
by a heartless wind.
Just the one tree
on a bare-assed hill,
It stands pallid and naked,
its bark striped away
by raging teeth.
I pick up a stick from the ground,
it’s a severed branch
as stiff as an artificial limb,
tap the storm-shorn trunk,
note that the tree
is not hollow yet.
If lightning had split it,
it would have echoed
a deeper, deadlier silence.
Within the wood
is a narrowly constricted throat,
it is still able to speak
through that elongated windpipe.
What did I hear?
I heard a caged wind
being strangled to death,
and death, it had a ghost-white face,
that’s what I heard,
that's what I thought I saw
through wide, and astonished eyes.
Categories:
bare assed, poetry,
Form: Free verse
It was the night before Christmas, and I couldn't sleep,
I got out of bed without so much as a peep.
And headed to the kitchen for something to eat,
buck naked, except for the slippers on my feet.
I didn't dare turn on the nightlight and wake my wife,
for the last time I did that, she threatened my life.
The house was dead quiet; I could not hear a sound
as I ventured downstairs, feeling my way around.
I got to the living room, stumbling a few times,
then I heard music that sounded like Christmas chimes.
So, I went to the window and pulled back the drapes,
thinking the neighbors were playing some Christmas tapes.
I forgot I was as naked as a jaybird;
till I heard the loudest scream I had ever heard.
The church quire was midnight-caroling on my lawn,
and in plain view, I stood bare-assed, not a stitch on.
Judging by the faces I saw scrambling to leave,
I don't think they'll ever forget this Christmas Eve.
It was never my intent to flash anyone,
I simply wanted a ham and cheese on a bun.
Categories:
bare assed, anxiety, christmas, eve, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
After driving so far down the road,
I needed some sleep, so I slowed.
A sign said "motel"......
but one cannot tell,
when the weirdo is due to explode !!
This motel had declared a good rate.
So, I checked into my room, rather late.
But the price should be lower!
Compromised in the shower
By proprietor, young Norman Bates !!
I ran fast down the road, like a chicken !
While forgetting my clothes, panic-stricken !
No more showers, for me ! !
No more bubble bath glee ! !
Bare-assed, I might be, ....but still kickin' !!!!!
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4/30/15 For The Contest Sponsored By Tammy Reams
Categories:
bare assed, funny, night, scary,
Form: Limerick
u cant really know me
so if i gave u a snapshot to show u exactly what u need to know
it would be;
me, naked and bleeding from 7 cuts, smoking and crying.
i laugh sometimes too.
i only do it to prove
that i feel
the razors edge
and what could u say to this?
ive left a mess u never wanted
and i tangled u up strings
but u get the oceans to hide behind
im all laid out here
bare-assed and ashamed of myself
its been 3 days since i ate
and u still dont love me enough
ive been here sleeping on ur schedule
and bored in between
so ive been wandering
with knives in hand
ive been here living on ur time
and lonely in between
take me one more time
before u leave forever
the photograph is evidence
i am below the waves
and u ride high and steady
and im drowning in u
Categories:
bare assed, love, me,
Form: Free verse