Best Indiscreet Poems

Beguiling spring, how bold your arrogance
You shameless season painted in conceit
Parading up and down each city street
O'er hill, through dale, you flaunt your elegance

Each tree, each flower, bathed in decadence
Each gale, each breeze, your moods so indiscreet
Each dawn you send your birdsong out to greet
A...

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The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies
while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye.
Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates and pries,
denouncing loathed dissenters to the keepers in the sky. 

One’s inner thoughts are well descried before they’ve passed one’s...

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Sue decided to send Jim a tweet 
She used words that were quite indiscreet 
Calling him a fat turd -
(Using another word)
Their romance has taken a back seat!

12~23~16...

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The Lying Tongue
sang a song
The Flattering Tongue
played along
The Know It All Tongue
intended the composition
The Meddling Tongue
held it's position
The Harsh Tongue
kept quiet for once
The Tactless Tongue
reluctantly obliged 
The Rude Tongue
got annoyed
The Loquatious Tongue
was soon overjoyed
The Discouraging Tongue
hummed on
The Self-Depreciating Tongue
became withdrawn
The Argumentative Tongue
thought it all wrong
The...

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I stand here, on twisted limbs
Teetering upon broken knees
My feet stunted, unnatural
Thickly traitorous to motion

I force forward, to meet agony
Blades of pain, penetrating
Through torturous phantom minutes
Of solitary, sacrificial steps

These feet once danced
A tricky beat
Carried the obligation
Of force
And the belief of boldness
Now these feet
Are brittle and...

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The night holds such gray, when beating wave and tortured sky compete
      "Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate."
Hammered from the surf or pounded from the shapes of the giants causeway
  ...

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It only takes a few years gone
for everyone to forget that song;
though often later generations
will not keep their venerations
of cherished family now long past,
faint memories die off real fast!
Faces lost, even distant laugh,
if not captured in photograph;
portraits peel and fade away
unless in museum they do...

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On asphalt, wet with blood and sweat (down streets with no address), 
there lay a man, snuffed by the Man and left to evanesce.
The Man then strode along the road and smiled at his success
and, cavalier, he bought a beer, sat down to decompress.

A life...

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Embarrassing  Moment


Mid-Sixties, I went to the shore
A hot summer day, so I wore
My handmade swimsuit
It was very cute
Expecting I was, and I swore,

It looked just as nice as can be
My tummy was covered, you see
The shorts were cut out
For belly to sprout
Top flared over...

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After my cousin has visited for a day
My mum’s desperate for a holiday!

Mum pretends she’s gone out and tries to hide
But my auntie knows mum is lurking inside

The minute mum go to open the front door
My cousin charges in like he’s going to war

Mum’s face...

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 Continued from Part 2 

5. MIDNIGHT DREAMS 
At night the soldiers sometimes dream
of many things which make them scream,
like
                      floating down a gelid...

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NOTE TO THE READER
Once Apun a Time

This yarn is a flossy fabric woven of several earlier warped works, lightly laced together, adorned with fur-ther braided tails of human frailty. The looms were loosed, purling frantically this febrile fable... 

Some pearls may be found wanting –...

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I despair when I’ve stepped in dog poo
Excrement on the sole of my shoe
It would be indiscreet
If I crapped in the street
I wish doggies would use a pooch loo!

I mowed the grass but now feel forlorn
I see cat poo all over my lawn
My neighbour’s pussy
Is...

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Preface

My name is Verlena Sexton.
I am in my forties.
I have three eccentrics – Oland. Emily, and Tony. 
My adult children are my knowledge base in the world of iniquity. 
I continue to face what I am depleting.

Form

In this bio, I must be unique.
As a Social...

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Between The Devil and The Sea
( Scylla and Charybdis )
 
Cosmetic the creature cover girl
is accessible only at night
a picture female in her temple
laying askew on an alter ego
 
A de lux harlot in romantic rough house
a fetish target
frivolous nymphet with a rampant phallus
 
And...

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