Best Orgiastic Poems

There’s no suitable explanation for
me- no premise by premise,
with a slight scent of rosed misconceptions
leading to my conclusion.

Scientists? Well they’d have me
believe i’m the effect of some
orgiastic collaboration of molecules. 
But without my mind, i’m lost (and
they cannot fix that with surgery)

skeptics aside, why am...

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Tanka/ Haiku

Dionysian’s
Drunken Roman Bacchante (1)  footnotes 
God of the Maenads'  (2)
Female appreciation
Tainted murderous servants

Maniacal twist
Hold each- a sensuous kiss
Trained not by hubris
Phalli held in revere
His spirit flows through rapture

Beloved Bacchus
Honors Ancient Helena
Amathia(3) scorns-          ...

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In the eye of the hurricane, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : En el ojo del hurracan

(Ninth in the collection : Metafora del Desafuero, published – according to the editor, Alejandro 
Duque Amusco – not in 1988, but in 1989, was awarded the « Premio...

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 God, smiling
Gave to men license
Sing in Joy 
Dance in love
Merge body and soul
Raise ye up the Holy din
To God's ears

In Samba
Writhe orgiastic 
Sweetly sweat
Crying out
The birth pangs of life
In joyous recognition
Of His gift           ...

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Olga Scheps embodies Chopin's Piano Concerto n° 1

           For a pianist who ponders her prey

The taming arms-length erect posture
The torso and pulsating violin back encased in red-rich ornate coarse wrap
Nape muscles strung by swaying grace-groomed...

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The first cut 
of roses 
are in bloom 
and I will 
see them soon, 
very soon. 

They float 
in a bowl 
of Arctic ice-flow; 
regarded highly 
by the local Wal-Mart 
feng shui 
masters. 

Made to hang and share 
the air 
with antebellum 
paintings 
of imagination...

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I swing into action
Armed with wine 
The spirit willing, really for anything
Watch the Drama

Fire in my eye, dry throat, cracking lip
I stammer a little, with Socratic confidence 
I am stinking of words, ammunition from hell
Most haunting jargon, charging and burning
Listen, you mortals
The making of a...

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only by a fluke did I manage 
   to worm winning trust 
   among Christmas elves and reindeer
confident this generic guy, 

   would never breach scandalous 
   tidbits, into a an underground impregnable   
 ...

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Temples of Temptatious Time


Love cascades as liquid lust and moonbeams throw a thriving thrust

The gods walk on their carnal crust drinking nectar a menstrual must

Amidst their ambient amorous array raining roses a botanical display

Love bewitches a beguiling ballet vestal virgins with a floral bouquet

~~~

Honey drips...

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Khatia Buniatishvili's Tour de Force of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto N° 1 in B-flat minor on Zubin Mehta's 80th Birthday*

… the caged-beast terrified defying the donderbus blasts vollies of muskets and cannons heralding the charge cavernous ton caisses blown asunder one blow after another yapping at...

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...exhortations against Ole Saint Nick
(alternately titled untold treasured shenanigans of Santa)

his elves and reindeer discovered only 
by colluding via "FAKE" fluke 
did I manage to worm winning the trust
among Christmas elves and reindeer

confident this generic guy,
would never breach scandalous
tidbits, into an underground impregnable
air-raid shelter, the...

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Conceived In Sin - 
Cincinnati, Ohio
(most Up To Date Virgin)

Any attempt for fecund woman
to successfully counteract biologic
reproductive force to whit
deserves grudging testes
meant to garner at least tidbit
sans, ejaculated kudos (by Dickens),
where aborted squirt,
viz skin flute, gets writ

off as sad sack pit
tiff full seaman unwittingly spit
outside...

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Washing out the stains,he deceived me into believing that.
A story that stirs the imagination,iam constrained to leave.
He was subject to periods of euphoria and dreadful depression.
Do you call this monstrosity a work of art?
I made sure he was telling the truth.
He addressed himself to the...

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crawling from the box he lived in
after finding the secret number in a smut rag
available to all who seek it out on the street,
he made his way to the seemingly abandoned building
where after hitting the buzzer, he was instructed to give 
the password that had...

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she found the best pair of shoes,
she found the best pair of kicks,
she found a shirt that matched the both of
em’ &
she was just 
ecstatic,
to say the least---
but somewhere along the way,
before she even wore the combo,
before she got to leave the house,
before she got...

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