Best Insatiably Poems
Then
I
fear
not your
fond and soft
tenderness, but you
bidding farewell without ceasing
so, satisfy me with the fruit of your care and warmth
I was insatiably famishing, predatory for your love- you nourished with ease
Now
I
am
seeking
more than life
can bestow with ease
I’m depraved and a feared outcast
sanctified yet loathsome, I renounce my high spirits
for I am a sequestered fawn uninhabited and denied in the grove of life
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1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 syllables / 54 syllables total
Date written: January 8, 2019
Contest: Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Categories:
insatiably, fear, goodbye, i love
Form:
Fibonacci
English version by Liviu Martinescu
- a solo nijuin renku -
waves covered in wind
in our blood the salt of the sea
is seeking the shore
autumn clouds scattered
by viola d'amore
insatiably drinking in
the image of those conches
lurking amongst barren poplars
devious ways in
a square black against white
stuck between word and shadow
time
a salamander
I would twirl your red hair
in yellow rings
through rolls of thick fog
to meet the axolotl
bearing the face of my beloved
afloat away from our own selves
among unknown engravers
in the foreign harbour
anemones
sink the eternal sky
in the long forgotten bell
crickets have taken shelter
melting wax
covers the books
of metamorphosis
smoky chrysalides
rise from among vowels
the shape of the larva
slowly yields the contour
of your absence
my palm feels the vortex
of your frozen name
a scream snowed under
albatrosses with myrtle in their beaks
shattering the moon
how changed the last
water dwellings
a cluster of birches
from one being into another
music will pass
it's only the sound of time
that entices grass to germinate
amongst plum blossoms
the hourglass sends up its sand
up/down to the last grain
deep into lilac woods
fire devouring fire
Categories:
insatiably, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
Sweats and Sweets
I’m jogging very quickly in my sweats
To reach my seventh mile without delay
Insatiably my fervor for a treat
I can’t control a taste for something sweet
Although I had no breakfast fare to eat
The sixth mile has me sweating in my sweats
But soon I’ll reach that place with no regrets
My thoughts are of her as we reach the bend
The seventh mile has come and here I am
Our sweat and sweets commingled in the end.
Ralph Sergi Contest June 2, 2015
Olive Eloisa Guillermo
Categories:
insatiably, lust,
Form:
Sonnet
Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children
(and second oldest heir)
Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks,
asper his two most controversial publications
titled The Communist Manifesto,
and Das Kapital
which political philosophy
incubating seeds of self destruction didst birth
doctrines of class struggle,
historical materialism, dearth
of equitable wealth, and inherent
contradictions of industrial capital
distributed unevenly
across avast swath of Earth
thus inviting his perspective
(conveniently exploited,
mined, and usurped) advocating
the working class (proletariat)
to expedite organized revolutionary action
to topple capitalism and bring about
socio-economic emancipation,
where wages of sin exchanged for labor bled
fingers to the bone life source, viz proletariat
till slaving laborer nearly became gratefully dead
despite being cased in 12 point
Times New Roman garb, who incessantly fed
insatiably maws of production,
(no way to get a supportive talking head)
particularly highlighted
within schema of Capitalism),
a predominant paradigm
stratifying society led
to internal tensions engendered
between bourgeoisie red
dilly controlling means
of production codified as said
as die a critical approach Marx coined
as historical materialism,
where figurative landmines forced one to tread
gingerly, thus above stated philosophy
would supposedly lead down the road
where self destruction wrought marriage
birthing Socialism offspring from shot gun wed
ding, thus coaxing eventual establishment
of classless communist society meant
to establish free association of producers who spent
exchanging merchandise amidst classless
campy population hood pitched a tent.
Categories:
insatiably, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Wallowing in greed
insatiably covetous*
selfishness grievously poisons me...
Lord, forgive and transform my heart
by Your compassion toward lovingkindness-pursuit.
*Ephesians 5:5 For this ye know, that no whoremonger, nor unclean person, nor covetous man, who is an idolater, hath any inheritance in the kingdom of Christ and of God.
July 11, 2019
Edited on August 11, 2024
1st place, "A BRIAN STRAND 4 or 5 lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 8/12/2021
Categories:
insatiably, character, corruption, how i
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Labour Kingdom
The owl perched high and tight
Hooting, heralding the black night
Chirping crickets darken the silence
The night, still far from morn
The animals in their shadows
Alert eyes pierce the hollows
Hm! A deceptive stillness
A world bathed in grey colour
An ominous predator prowls
Waiting to spring for brawls
His traps ever gaping open
Till all preys are gone and dead
Tricks, treacherous Bermuda vacancies
Set for the hapless standing entities
To proclaim independence from want
And preys apply, unknowingly for
He is the devouring deity
A demigod short of eternity
Paw sharp, reflexes ever quick
Set to conquer, but looses to none
Standing atop many skulls proud
He beats his chest aloud
For in the face of pleading mercies
Blood trail his hind steps
Surrounding façade feeds his crest
Ever amiable to the yelping breasts
His desire inflamed by bolsterers
Steps prodded insatiably for blood
Yearn reach for the bright Morn
‘Tis a season to smile, nay mourn
The night… black and young
He rules undeniably this enclave.
Categories:
insatiably, rights, work,
Form:
Free verse
SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE!
Nothing in this world compares to you
I don’t stand a chance,
insatiably addictive, you’re
more inviting with each glance.
When I get you hot, you sizzle,
it’s you that I adore,
so seductively enticing,
I couldn’t want you more.
Your intoxicating fragrance,
wafting through the air,
your euphoric aroma lingers on
my clothes, my skin, my hair.
You consume my thoughts, fulfill my dreams,
you wet my appetite
thoughts of you arouse me,
morning, noon and night.
Dressed up or naked, either way,
there’s no time to waste,
deliciously soft and warm
the way the best popcorn should taste.
Categories:
insatiably, passion,
Form:
Rhyme
This long time doodling Yankee
(who calls Southeastern Montgomery, Pennsylvania LV
plus III four seasons visited
upon swath of topography to see
and hear flora and fauna over run
via industrialization he doth experience pity
sympathy, humanity deafening cacophony undermining
once abundant bounty, which mutiny
upon bounty outwits mother nature in this REAL LIFE “GAME” of jeopardy
where survival of the fattest dominates avast geography
thence a tempest in a global teapot doth brew
which phenomena Gaia foments, inducing meteorologists due
tee fully issuing catastrophic fallout asper category 5 carved foo
tang clan along Gulf Coast
reserving special vengeance (alas domino effect)
for oil derricks hue mans insatiably drill into
ever more difficult to access reservoirs sans fossil fuels, but Jew
blintz echoes across watery expanse when excavator loo
king for liquid gold hit a mother lode (or off shoot) exciting new
man hick pumps furiously fracking gnome hatter
watching grim faced absent magic spells such as phew
fi foe...aghast at the rapacious, pernicious, malicious....rue
th less ness heaped upon Planet Earth,
where tipping point
re: specifically *****Sapiens over population will true
lee interrogate meteorological altercations, conflagrations, and
exterminations of multitudinous botanical & animal genus or species
as wrath of monster storms akin to a oceanic brigand
wreaking loss of life and limb, additionally bringing destruction
as megadeath metal lick ha - monstrous maelstrom
mercilessly muscles itself when making land
fall, where record rainfall submerges once smug Texans man
dated to evacuate far from the pan
demon harum-scarum as retribution for incessant lambasting wan
ton ness exploiting terrestrial resources selfishly will eventually ban
hush the dominant primate requisitioned to become extinct – anon.
Categories:
insatiably, america, courage, environment, loss,
Form:
Imagism
Like the sight of Dandelions at an open venerate sepulcher.
Of the ardent touch, precipitously hailing two other's semblances to erudite tacit merit.
Voracious of the petal's vocation.
Voracious of the petal, so insatiably, so securely vulnerable, does she... does she not...
Delicate, denoted as such an inane, yet so gravely a significant.
Categories:
insatiably, death, desire,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Lifting the dark, heavy coffee mug,
I drank to the comforts of drinking—
For the repossession of nostalgia
My neck was burning
As the liquid skipped down my throat,
A moon-like face shining in the cup
I downed the rest of childhood,
Drowning in dismal déjà vu
Staring at her sadly... reflecting
At the bottom of the mug,
She stared back insatiably
Did she truly hate me—or miss me?
I drank to the last drip
I would only see her face again
When my distinctive thirst returned
Categories:
insatiably, child, conflict, courage, dark,
Form:
Free verse
When all the noises around me are still,
I most clearly hear the voices in my head
It is then I experience the ultimate thrill.
Of melodies churning in my mind until
They find pleasure in my fingers instead,
When all the noises around me are still.
My fingers race across the keys in a trill,
Sometimes when I am asleep in my bed,
It is then I experience the ultimate thrill.
At the pianoforte, in my dreams, fulfill
The sonatas in the right key my soul bled,
When all the noises around me are still.
I hear the applause of an audience till
An encore plays over and over, I am lead
It is then I experience the ultimate thrill.
As I cannot seem to get ovations to fill
My heart and soul are insatiably fed,
It is then I experience the ultimate thrill
When all the noises around me are still.
Written November 21, 2022
Categories:
insatiably, dream, music,
Form:
Villanelle
You merge me complete to you, my addiction
sewn to memories inscribing your pictures
of showering thoughts depicting our essence
of times spent together and apart under your pure angelic whispers
in notable chords persistent in silky melodies soft
in stealth
where luminous swift events lusciously flow from our subconscious
as our kisses are embedded in scenes
sprouting flowers of roses
from beneath the soil
where our symbol-significance of love grows
your touch leaves me insatiably breathless
as I am stripped naked in exquisite perfection
waiting for fruition while trapped in times of independent dependency
to be filled under showers of your shadowing presence
I am here
forever
and
always
inevitably
falling back to you…
Categories:
insatiably, on writing and wordsme,
Form:
A Belated CCV Das Kapital event...
regarding birthday anniversary
wicked candle box event burns bright
for Karl Marx,
who amazingly graced,
and kindled pinterest
jumpstarting money fest destiny.
Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children
(and second oldest heir)
Karl Marx thinking begot incendiary sparks,
asper his two most controversial publications
titled The Communist Manifesto,
and Das Kapital,
which political philosophy
incubating seeds of life
of self destruction didst birth
doctrines of class struggle,
historical materialism, dearth
of equitable wealth, and inherent
contradictions of industrial capital
distributed unevenly
across avast swath of Earth
thus inviting his perspective
(conveniently exploited,
mined, and usurped) advocating
the working class (proletariat)
to expedite organized revolutionary action
to topple capitalism and bring about
socio-economic emancipation,
where wages of sin
exchanged for labor bled
fingers to the bone life source, viz proletariat
till slaving laborer nearly
became gratefully dead
despite being encased in 12 point
Times New Roman garb,
who incessantly fed
insatiably maws of production,
(no way to get a supportive talking head)
particularly highlighted
within schema of Capitalism),
a predominant paradigm
stratifying society led
to internal tensions engendered
between bourgeoisie red
dilly controlling means
of production codified as said
as die a critical approach Marx coined
as historical materialism,
where figurative landmines
forced one to tread
gingerly, thus above stated philosophy
would supposedly lead down the road
where self destruction wrought marriage
birthing Socialism offspring
from shotgun wedding,
thus coaxing eventual establishment
to house scholar and gent
of classless communist society meant
to establish free association
of Indie producers who spent
exchanging merchandise amidst classless
campy population hood pitched a tent.
Categories:
insatiably, absence, anniversary, birthday, celebration,
Form:
Free verse
Where, when, and how will it happen?
If I ask questions, I receive questions
Of adoration. Silence ensues.
In worriment, I catch a look
On my lady's face, and come
To realize her head is spinning.
Mediums between tongues tumble,
Tangled in arms, clinging between rings
As glances unravel social instability.
Affection answers hope valiantly,
Subsiding gracefully as
A raging fire would on a cold, dark night.
My lady follows in smiles and laughs,
Free from the shade, dancing
With no resolve, encasing
The components of a natural beauty.
I graze curves with hungry hands
And drive home, loving insatiably.
Although flames feed the hungry superfluously,
The lovely lairs where guardians wage war
Lie unknown to the conscious. The scrupulous
Droves defend onslaughts against entrances.
True love is angelic, demonic,
Coaxing the levity of everyday life.
End over end, minute over minute,
Medleys stir and absolve while forging
With dormant love pleas. Please
Don't leave me here, tumbling
Alone among questions of silence,
Turbulence, trust and wanton reason.
Everything is solvent
As the moon looms over the horizon,
But words which wander wonderfully
In person parade wistfully
In absence and shed
Tears when no one is looking.
Categories:
insatiably, angst, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, lovelove,
Form:
Free verse
always holding my hand
smelling, kissing, fingertips licking
caressing, whispering, tight embracing
cupid's bow tracing.
glancing while driving
smiling, seducing and my heart feels like singing
irresistibly stimulating
oh, how i love the feeling!
guiding my hand, letting me feel
your center as you feel mine
what's this!?
insatiably owning, pure, real loving!
I feel you so much every time you put my hand
on your center, i believe what i feel in there
touching our emotions, all of you, all of me
undoubtedly, our center is... love.
Categories:
insatiably, happiness, love, romance, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme