Best Racy Poems

My thumbs ran off today.
I knew they were in love
And I suspected they might be compelled to be alone, together.
However….

It makes opening cans rather tough.
Turning...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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I cling to reveries of youth, the tender
Sentiment of plucking words from summers' root,
That in my journal hours when the red skies 
Are aglow, the...

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The Postman did deliver,
More than mail,
He delivered happiness,
And love, without fail,

I smile in racy, lacy thought,
Perhaps more,
Than I properly ought,

But what the hell,
They say,
You live...

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An Devil's Dalliance


It was just one of those mornings?
Or at least I think it was, that is,
if I had created “morning’s” yet.
All my little angels...

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Lustful desires come when going manic:
     it's an uncontrolled ejaculation!
(from this mania which feels fantastic)

Pelvis and loins afire and orgasmic,
 ...

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Once there was a youthful, bubbly butterfly.
Who loved to fly under the sunlit azure sky.
        Colors of joy...

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I leave the auction sick, my mettle frayed
A ghost, I fear, in oil clutched near my side
No doubt, a ghost for which I've dearly paid!
How...

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The Tramp Persona
Who was this boy, a pauper born?
Existing in despair and continual forlorn
Scandalized, accused of communist sympathies
Encompassing both adulation, and social controversies
Charlie Chaplin how...

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Oh you know the type—
the orchid woman

a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips
between snips of gist
her charisma a starship —collides
with your star-full eyes
supernova for Casanova
her pouty lips...

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***We try to find happiness outside the confines of our dreams... for what becomes of life if we do not dream of it ~ 
or...

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Ho. Ho. Ho. Here we go,
blow off the calendar 
for show.

Racy red, glazy green 
and bright white  
blaze into sight.

Hell's bells, boredom tells.
Yuletide pride...

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There once was a woman named Tracy

Who wore clothes that were a bit racy

     Till she got drunk in a club

...

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Millions of magnificent miniature marvels,
shoulder to shoulder, sharing your showy shrub
as rich red rumblings rise from your racy petals.
Like sounds of cymbals you slice the...

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