Best Perspires Poems
There I stood, flushed: gripping
a diaphanous pelvis of his guitar,
he rips a pulpy drool of velvet notes…
glossy under a roulette of lights,
saucy on the parquet floor upon
an artist's feet :his body movement
resembling a twisted weave; the
bossa nova of high timbre frothing scales
of primitive jungle moans,
while Latin hands roll with dizzy
Carribean beats as if Santana
and Jobim grooved with him.
Oh he aches, shakes like a livid soul,
more ravished than refined
in his groping music, my night's balm.
Streams of ‘Oye Como Va’ entice a trance
rippling down my spine, ready
to tug with the accompaniment of
drums and sax; till the last rhapsodic groan
prolongs a dazed jiggle for hips
to leap unto the heat of the sky.
My flesh perspires as I whirl,
unmindful of the exotic rhythm
prancing like a black magic woman!
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10/17/2015
Trashed Poem #3 Contest
Sponsor: Broken Wings
By nette onclaud
Categories:
perspires, magic, music,
Form:
Free verse
A blessed soil which perspires cashews and coughs out black pepper,
its global banner of rice is raised so high
which is only beaten by one.
Specializing in the juices of the commonest limbless reptile
with cuisines highly recommended by the parliaments of health.
From dragons to birds;
the turtle to the horse;
the minds of its people have well been bonded to these,
making historians marvel at which exactly
helped in denting the American military pride.
Categories:
perspires, community, earth, education, environment,
Form:
Ode
6. Matsukaze
("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy. "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)
Despite
the vigil I kept, night on night ...
despite
my spring purification rite ...
paper streamers like fronds of willow,
tears soaking into my pillow,
you did not come.
Madness touched me.
Like the spume of a wave
that boils and fizzes,
in my pain I raved.
Love returns like the ruthless tide,
like the air perspires in the hot night,
and leaves beads of water on morning grass
to mark its sweating.
The agonies pass,
but there's no forgetting.
Waiting at the gazing tree,
I look out on the restless sea ...
is that he? Coming to me?
Cut the succulent leaf of aloe vera,
and it weeps clear healing tears.
I am restored. Here's Yukihira.
See how his ship skips as it nears!
I deceive myself.
Am I blind?
It was the wind,
teasing a pine.
Exquisite, his calligraphy.
He painted a poem, just for me.
"Now I have gone.
Left you behind.
But if you pine,
I'll come at a run."
I am nothing now. I am a sad pine,
doubled over by prevailing winds.
Like salt, I dissolve in the brine.
Nature's madness, love, is a storm,
but it can't last. The sky grows warm
with purple streaks, braided on magenta.
I am held fast, because I have sinned.
Where I go now, none may enter.
Autumn rain will come. Mark the signs.
And listen for the wind, sighing in the pines.
Categories:
perspires, myth,
Form:
Rhyme
Anatomy of human structure
Poetry of nerves and impulses enrapture
Temple of parietal bone that beats
Carpal bone pleats
Integumentary system perspires
Nervous system inspires
Circulatory system pumps
Digestive system lumps
All other systems function
When poetry is not in sanction
Categories:
perspires, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
Her name was Liza Jane Macnelly,
She loved Anchovies and jelly,
“She’s a wonderful girl,
said her boyfriend Earl,
But her breath is a little bit smelly”.
His name was Billy Joe Trevy,
He had no A/C in his Chevy,
“It’s such a nefarious pain” ,
said his girlfriend Jane,
Because he perspires a bit too heavy”.
But they both loved each other so well,
That they accepted each other’s smell,
The moral of the story here?
There is none, I fear.
Them folks both simply just smell like hell !
Categories:
perspires, funny,
Form:
Limerick
Silent Parade - Anacreontic Verse
He curses sunrise,
it starts his demise.
He lies in bed,
wishing he was dead.
As somber thoughts creep,
they hurt him too deep,
he just wants to weep
and forever sleep.
His mind's gone berserk,
as the pills don't work.
He tries to explain,
but it's all in vain,
so he becomes tense,
when thoughts make no sense.
What's the point of life,
when its full of strife.
If they wore his shoes,
they would see the clues,
that his heart's breaking
and see he's faking.
He just pretends,
to not worry friends.
It's easy to blend,
so it won't offend.
As he can't engross,
in his dark morose.
He puts on a smile.
it's his mastered guile.
A forced masquerade -
his silent parade.
"April Showers Bring May Flowers" - Anacreontic Verse
Rain perspires into
mild petrichor scents
as a radiant
rainbow appears
Bluebirds bellow
sweet melodies
with saffron sun
glistening amid
blonde daffodils
blooming among
soft scarlet pansies
Tepid perfumed air
drifts fragrant flavours
from lilac lilies
and velvet orchids
Colourful primrose
sparkle like jewels
Bucolic views bring
childhood reminders
of playing in
emerald meadows
Hiding in cornfields
and building scarecrows
Horizons turn grey
as timid sun hides
behind dull rain-clouds
Seasons change with
contrasting weather
but memories
always remain
Two examples for the Anacreontic Verse contest
The Silent One
11 April 2021
Categories:
perspires, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
My Cousin Chaos
What cousin incest I am my own chaos
too much unpredictable prediction not to be cosmic
comical maybe the anarchy the drive for comprehension
and so much honest serious hilarious enjoyment
I am related to myself brother in arms mind and legs
on the journey to what where and because of
which fallacious fragmentation reconstructed
polar posited complementing contradictions
She or he who searches seeks the clown jester uncertain certainty
father mother sibling offspring un-othering completion
takes domination pseudo-science’s conjectures
concatenating refutations of the blinding path and vision
The butterfly who flaps the wings the roots to fly
propels the grounded theories of places times
in foresight hindsight blind-sight sentinel sensation
full of telling meaning narrative enlivened imperceptibility
Embraces cuddles rejects rejection rediscovers lost
and lonely loving horizontal longitude the lateral
collateral imprisonment of iron cages rational irrational
emotional confinement liberation freedom from and of
Enshrines in effervescent transcendental condensation
of what perspires inspires transpires in the illuminated
darkness boxes ignorant lamenting shallow high rise entities
makes love to sensual cognition consensual chaos
Or is it co-sin cuisine havoc’s Karma dishy chaperone
and chastised illusion disordered fusion fission
elemental monument harmonious disintegration musky
tall minuscule order rising falling standing firm
When thereafter now again before and yet again I loose
the plotting pot containing potty madness sane insanity
I ask my cousin and the loopy loops and square shaped circles
question the Universe that stays aloof precise and altogether mine
02nd June
Categories:
perspires, cinderella, farewell, firework, halloween,
Form:
Free verse
Heat rises in swirls
from dusky earth to be drenched
in sky's watery embrace.
Her body sizzles
as she craves for his raw touch.
Fully roused, he leaps in thrill.
Fresh droplets of rain
seep through the layers of soil
into the parched, scorching core.
Warm then cool, wet hug.
Her longing thirst consumes him
as he perspires to quench her.
Smell of petrichor
released by the dampened soil
imbues the air pleasantly.
Her soft and moist skin
exudes sweet scent - a reward
bestowed for his competence.
~*~
Flame in the fireplace
flares up with a crackling noise
before burning out in ashes.
A sensual dream
dissolves in a restless sleep
awakened by the moaning.
~*~
Date: 07/29/2017
Categories:
perspires, sensual,
Form:
Sedoka
Would you make my phone ring?
Would desire retake the wild that perspires as the legend is written yet the time goes unnaffected?
Babe the world gets no smaller,
I am the right caller,
no-one could say a thing
like the lights growing in stalling words,
we will gather for our area's that we expedite,
and will mighty-kite none-for-less when our strife scars at the right heights, tights, and whites, even fights!
We will always resign because more and more is what's needed,
every time!
Categories:
perspires, baby, baseball, car, earth,
Form:
Light Verse
To kiss a burning mouth where hunger yearns
And free earthly bonds lovers conceal
To fall into love's arms without concerns
Where touches are tender and senses feel
The needs of time disappear from desires
As the tongues of passion burn and implore
To stoke consuming flames so flesh perspires
In a fiery realm, they both adore
Where tremors linger and sighs never end
When warm lips merge in a passionate kiss
To cross boundaries that love will suspend
And dance as lovers in unyielding bliss
To dwell far beyond in a world unseen
And find a sacred dream where souls convene
9/20/17
contest The Poet's Fire
sponsor Gregory Barden
Categories:
perspires, beauty, love, passion,
Form:
Sonnet
Would you make my phone ring?
Would desire retake the wild as it perspires like the legend is written yet the times go unaffected?
Babe, the world gets no smaller,
I am the right caller,
no one could say a thing about the lights growing in stalling words-
because we will gather for our area's that we expedite,
but will mighty-kite none-for-less when our strife scars at the right heights,
tights and whites... even fights!
We will always resign because more and more is what's needed, every time!
Categories:
perspires, allegory, allusion, anxiety, appreciation,
Form:
Blank verse
In France back in the middle ages
The courts ordered the execution of a cow
How come you're probably asking
Sat on a farmer and squished him that's how
Larry Lewis ran the 100 yard dash
Setting a record at 101 years old
A mortician happened to be standing by
Carted him off to his funeral parlour I'm told
An oak tree emits during one full season
30,000 gallons of moisture
Much like this overweight lady I know
She perspires much more than that I'm sure
“Was it Eliot's toilet I saw?” spelled backwards
Is “Was it Eliot's toilet I saw?”
Bet you weren't aware of this wee tidbit
It leaves most people in awe
About 3000 years ago, Egyptians died
By the time they were thirty years old
Were forced to write their wills at age three
Just in case they caught a bad cold
Chocolate, sex and laughter are factors
That keeping the brain sound and healthy
Larceny, deceit, thievery and embezzlement
Are excellent ways to keep you wealthy
Hedgehog's hearts beat 300 times a minute
Like mine when I see a naked woman
Now no need to get all prissy and stuff
I'm a normal and healthy REAL MAN!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
perspires, humorous,
Form:
Quatrain
Her skin....
The smell of jasmine in the brisk sun
as her body perspires in the warm sunlight
Her Hair....
Strength. Long medium brown soft lucious
like the color of a licoris stick
the smell of olives and the faint smell of honey
as she washes the shampoo from it
Her Lips....
Full the sweet the taste of peppermint
soft like the morning breeze
lucious as a ray of sun
from the light red lip gloss she wears
Pride....
She lives for it
The strong broad walk
Her head held up high to the sky
The presence of her step
The firmness of her back as she moves
The Look of power as she strides
The feirceness in her arms
THE STRONG BEAUTIFUL BLACK WOMAN
Categories:
perspires, parody
Form:
Tips slide on smeared plastic
A decision is mulled
With a mantra of “Ah”
A muscle curls on lips
A ritual is completed
A summoning has been made
A Wizard scribes a spell
And stabs a wand into parchment
An alchemist perspires in stained robes
His spiced feet rolling damp powders
While fur-lined arms are coated
With primordial makeup
Meat is seared
A cage is knocked on wet steel
An ambiguous fish is baptised
In melted fat, flour and malted hops
The blind browning beast floats
A bubble of batter splatters
And forms a drifting island
Chunks of slaughtered perennial nightshade
Are Launched
Splashing in a puff of oil
An oversized chrome spoon scrapes
A pot of coagulating orange
Excess nuggets of crushed haricot
Are tapped back to a collective
The pot approves with a
Plop Plop Plop
A dial rotates and clicks
Metal rattles and vibrates
A creature is drained
Cuboids crackle outside of their bath
A disc is weighted by their combination
And at its curved edge 26 refugees
Hide under a starchy canopy
The Mage arrives exactly
When the platter is placed
With Talons pointing down
The Thaumaturge pinches green
Over a corpse
A rough thick dip is
Scooped and slung
Then, a plump proportion of fleshy pulp
Is dropped
To bleed on grease
The Sorcerer strides
And shoulders do not bob
The ceramic oval is landed
With no noise
“Thank you for your patience”
“Enjoy your meal”
“Ooh can I have some sauce?”
“Yeah, what would you like?”
“Barbecue sauce, lots of Barbecue sauce.”
Categories:
perspires, food,
Form:
Free verse
What have I become; no more can I recognize myself.
In the dark my shadow burrows beneath my skin in stealth.
When I look in the mirror there's a phantom of evil.
I have sucked in eyes, blood dripping fangs and ruby halo.
The skin I wear feels no pain, pressure, warmth nor perspires.
This skin is cold, pale, old and its my counseling attire.
I'm with apparition like hands and have ghostly fingers.
The touch I bring excoriates and always lingers.
I'm with frozen like breath that coats the glass mirror in white.
I am more than a demon, I'm the Devil inside.
Categories:
perspires, mirror,
Form:
Rhyme