Best Orgy Poems

Vanished

the wild magic of this place;

this wilderness I now roam alone
as its lifeblood seeps 
into 
Afterlife

..my mournful howls
across time and distance
go unanswered -
Oh, how I...

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at the break of dawn
a  Hummingbird starts his rounds
 Morning Glory sought

flaunting a red hue -
Mexican Sunflower tempts
looking hot, hot, hot

the Don Juan of...

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~Marionette Master~    

All my dreams evolve around my wooden floor
Candles and clowns the show must go on

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The Moon slowly moves its way...

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I'm in the candy store, and man, i feel like a little boy,
Wanting to taste everything, but i should settle for some Almond Joy,
But who...

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"Barefoot in the Bushfires of the Vanities"



Heat rises slowly to rapture flames licking and teasing
Blue Ghostgums to stretch and crack wide open
as Fire spreads molten...

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Kinky boots ... 
kicking naked truth
Stripped bare
down to the nightshade roots

Temptress gaze ... 
collecting laundered money 
off the dirty parquet

Her pay-for-play
get the tilted short cups
ice...

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Then comes the call of the witch named Kabbath,
That signals the start of All Hollow's Black Sabbath.
And, from the dark crypts and the blackest of...

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Born Of Ash, Under Fires That Fed False Olympic Gods

Born of ash, under fires that fed false Olympic gods
First, scrounging this earth, as dark-clad beasts
Blinded,...

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There is an orgy of fruit above our heads
Delectable sweetness falls unto our beds
We shall devour the sweetness so ripe and pure
Tantalizing encounters,
Angels so bright...

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It smells like burnt plastic (money)

We use more than what the globe can withstand

A consumer orgy

Buying things you do not need









    ...

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DISGUSTING COMMERCIAL

As one gets older things begin to sag
Belly hangs over, energy lags

Better take thought for your health old man
Heed this add, start our diet...

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Poems, prose and roses
Poets hate politicians
Poets prefer poking pens at people
P-words, power and paupers
Poets love writing about love
Tears, the sky and meadows

Poets are prostitutes
They are...

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(a poem a deux)

        The Oreo is there.
        Out of sight,...

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Georg Cantor. Chasing infinity. I must!

He was a very lonely man
Tortured by desire to understand
The world and the God’s mind 
Like a fearless seasoned sailor...

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As I take my right hand and gently lay it across my chest, I begin to take a long deep breath. With my eyes shut...

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