Best Creaming Poems

Take me to the tombstone 
let me touch the gray stone that stands
where life could not
I will put my face to that touchstone of deaf thunder,
What happened  to your breath baby brother,
what happened in the quiet black water,
maybe I am you, and you me,...

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blooming inside
your dancing lips trace moonlight in my heart
I feel your dreamy words 
creaming
caressing
sugaring
sweetening
------ my closed minds

Full Moon
........rising in the east
........lanterns and moon viewing
........and a cup of green tea

opening inside
your loving kindness reflected moonlight in my heart
I sense your poetic desire
seeking
strumming
gliding
gradually
------ into my mind

Full Moon
.......kissing...

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Your body smiles at me
so let me reciprocate the inviting gesture
with the natural gifts of arousing pleasures
well presented in erotic packages.

My curiosity is unfairly punished
by your hypocritical skimpy skirt
flashing the flesh so systematically and hiding them again
in a glamorous tease.

Your semi-circularly exposed glands
canopies me into...

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You’re sure to get the meaning 
of, “Meaner than a junkyard dog”.
It makes you want to run, not jog;
to avoid a severe creaming.

If you dis your girl by screaming,
ranting, raving like a road hog.
You’re sure to get the meaning 
of, “Meaner than a junk yard...

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A fragrance drifts. . .
haunting like forgotten, formless souls,
a swift remembrance-bearing wave
cresting on the ship-blank sea.
Somewhere in those pearl studded waters you linger,
your gentle laughter echoing,
sounding ripplets on the pebbled beach.

Another breeze, foreign scent bearing,
and our fleeting dance is forever gone;
how strongly the sense of...

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THIRD WORST CLATTER OF ANTIMATTER

clatter of antimatter
alien dishes splatter
(the shape of spaceships)

     his antennas* whir with rising
     he considers going wireless

a dish flying at warp speed
like a zillion cyclonic bats
(female Vogon shriek encapsulated by rage)

  ...

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Sand ruffles beneath creaming tide
where seaweed bouquets softly glide;
searching for crabs, sandpipers prance 
in crystal pools where sunbeams dance.
Suspended somewhere outside time
this springtime taste of life sublime
stretched out upon the sandy shore
just watching cloud kites dip and soar.

Copyright, May 8, 2022...

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Privately educated, privileged backgrounds .……no problem per se …….…but ......we're led by these plum in mouth toffs by the troughful.…... their snouts in the pockets of the electorate, creaming the real workers of cash for taxes .…....so long as they're okay with backhanded deals and...

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Girls in bikinis, how gorgeous they look
Kids ice pops melting, dripping on the sand 
People sat in deck chairs reading a book
Happy young couples walking hand in hand.

Waves gently lapping upon the sea shore
Dads building sand castles, show how its done 
Moms creaming the kids...

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S creaming infant.
P iercing cry.
I nsistant, persistent.
T ry the soother.

T ie the ligature.
H old the syringe.
E nd the craving.

D on't you see?
U terine hits are
M issed by baby
M anaging cold turkey?
Y our little junkie.


09/04/16
Number 3 Silent 1...

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Appearing from nowhere, a red stain in my colourless 
vision, I found them cold in the whiteness of the first 

snowfall. They lay there in the misty haze, stunned to silence,
smothered in their white blanket; that splendid state 

beyond shivering. All the swans are dead,...

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The Gift of Healing


A friend of mine is a 'healer', of the spiritual kind,
She uses Crystals, Incense and concentrates her mind,
To channel all her energies, to bring you some relief,
She can heal your spirit, without need for your belief.


I too can heal I told her,...

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"Did Farage really skinny dip?"
Well that's an image I'd rather skip!
Instead, I'll marvel at his craftsmanship
And try to write a playful quip…
 
For, somehow, again, he's in the news
He might as well, he's nothing to lose
So, as some poor sod tries to fill his shoes
He'll...

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The Last Donut Temptation
David J Walker 

A thousand donut shops
Greet me on the street
I see them on the way
To anyone I meet 

I smell their frier frying
I can tell  their bakers bake
I see their cream puffs creaming
I see the cinnamon shake

I know their glazers...

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