Best Reckless Poems


Reckless Inspiration

Oh sweet rain:
What? A siren somewhere draws nearer and nearer
Blue lights are flashing in my rear-view mirror!

Yes officer?:
What's the problem? I'm legal; what IS this about?
I sure wasn't speeding; is my tail-light burnt out?

Oh no sir:
You were stopped when I noticed ever so clearly
That your car was swerving rather severely

Ahh, yes officer:
I'm sure you'll understand, sympathize and agree
I was trying to finish a poem, you see

Try-ing-to-fin-ish:
Sir, calm down, just relax and please take your time
Do you mind if I ask the SUB-JECT of this rhyme?

CERTAINLY not officer:
It's about how the street-lights shine and reflect
Upside down when it rains and the pavement gets wet

Very good sir:
Next time call a TAXI or pack a bicycle!
May I ask you to step outside your vehicle?

Reckless

Reckless flirtation:
The lingering sweetness of wine hindering rationale
as lips engage greedily;
heated breath intoxicating drunken senses even further.

Desire for exploration heightens arousal for the taboo ~
revealing an innate urge to satisfy the hunger within.

Casting aside caution in an attempt of sustaining entrancement
enables pursuing flesh to connect in frenzied abandonment;
propelled by an ache for release necessitated by instinct.

And in the aftermath, 
chilled by impetuosity still moist from the volume of thirst ~
two souls waiver in the realization of their actions,
as silent tears of ignominy wash blame from their wringing hands....

Premium Member Reckless Abandon

            in a reckless abandon, hordes of biutterflies 
float playfully about the heath on spring noon without a care;
      many lovers wish their hearts could be just as free!


Premium Member Reckless

We had fun when we were young,
When seemed life had just begun.
We danced nights at the beach,
So filled with dreams to reach!

Reckless once, against the wind,
Hair untamed, wild, unpinned;
We were rebels.  We were free,
We weren't stuffy bourgeoisie!

Took a ride down Lover's Lane;
Scattered petals in the rain.
We were cool.  We drove fast.
Though the dawn could not last.

We had friends in every place;
Knew our love's first embrace.
Red sunsets over meadow green,
On country roads we careened!

We built castles in the sand,
Had our causes, took our stand;
We were hip.  Had our clique.
Our step lively, pace so quick.

We were daring.  We were brave.
Never we strict. Never grave.
We were passion.  We were fire!
We could run and never tire.

Tempo fast when we were youths,
And searching out our own truths;
But we never looked into the sun-
Excess caution's worse than none!

Premium Member Reckless Driver

The speed limit in this state on highways is sixty-five.
However, you drive like the most reckless man alive.
Probably the reason for this is merely the thrills.
You are old enough to know that excess speed kills.

Why is it you always seem in a hurry to go anywhere?
You should leave earlier, and give yourself time to spare.
Do you realize the police plant speed traps everywhere?
Speeding violations are costly.  Do you not care?

Tickets not only result in high insurance premium rates.
Many times, drivers may encounter egregious fates.
Sit behind the wheel and use sense is what I will say.
Drive carefully, and live to see another day.

Premium Member Young and Reckless

Got drunk as a skunk, at a debutante
Eye catching tat I want.  With no regrets
a masterpiece of art that I can flaunt
clearly expressing my love for Begretz


Fritz  loves Begretz on a red  crimson heart.
When the artist was  done  the tattoo read
Ritz loves  Begets on a red  crimson heart
With grieve I departed , I know I’m dead

Pearl, in no way cared,   that was a big void
I’m all wrinkled wishing I was younger
Instead of  guessing  and getting  annoyed
now you know  the tattoo is no longer

Young  and reckless,   no  more needs to be said
I’m still alive with the  life that  I led

9/3/2016


Poetry Contest 
Which Of The Four Would You Choose -  cartoon #4 
  
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick |  

Sonnet: 10 syllables per line, rhyme scheme abab, cdcd, efef, gg ..Fourteen lines with last two lines like a summary of the poem..
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.


Reckless Ron's Explosive Barbecue

Reckless Ron from sunny Bennelong
Turned barbecue sausage without a tong,
He'd use his teeth to open beer,
He'd call out loud, " I've got no fear,"
But alas, one day he left the gas on.



Authors note:
Bennelong is the point in Sydney Harbour, NSW, Australia, where the famous Sydney Opera House is located.

Reckless Heart

Quit brimming like an oil lamp,
and roast me dry,

Quit murmuring like a lonely river,
and sink me whole,

body and soul,
in this storm that` s in your eyelid.

Reckless Love

~Kuz Ima little bit of reckless
And a bit of a pervert 
Sometimes I drink to much
And you end up hurt~

Yeah

But I hope you know I love you so
Love you with all my rockstar soul
Yeah
Hope you know I love you so
Love you with all this rebels soul
Given you all this rebels soul
Yea I know it ain't that much
Love you with all my rockstar soul
Pray to all that it's enough

yeah

~Kuz Ima little bit of reckless
And a bit of a pervert 
Sometimes I drink to much
And you end up hurt~

Too damn stuck in my ways
Disappearing for days
Such mean things I say 
Gotta have it my way

Yeah

But I hope you know I love you so
Love you with all my rockstar soul
Yeah
Hope you know I love you so
Love you with all this rebels soul
Given you all this rebels soul
Yea I know it ain't that much
Love you with all my rockstar soul
Pray to all that it's enough

 Yeah

~Kuz Ima little bit of reckless
And a bit of a pervert 
Sometimes I drink to much
And you end up hurt~
© Taiji Vega  Create an image from this poem.

Young and Reckless

I hope the whole world excuses me while I'm being young and reckless
Going to bed with beautiful girls and not staying for breakfast
Giving them the wrong number so they can't send a message
I hope the world excuses me while I'm being young and reckless

Girls, girls, girls, since I was 12 they are all I've cared about
Waiting for that text that says "Come over my parents are out"
I've played girls, Only cared about getting them into bed
Nodding and agreeing even though I didn't listen to a word that they said

Got a party to go to, but it's too early for me to show up
When i get there, I'm going to drink till I throw up
Then do it all over because I think I'm cool
I'm just being young and reckless, I know I look a fool

Tell the bartender mine is a double brandy with no mixer
I'd rather enjoy the moment and make a memory so I don't have to take pictures
Blonde or brunette? Which do I feel like leaving with?
I just hope my ex doesn't find out who I'm sleeping with

I've got some growing up to, but I've got to embrace being young
I know a lot of people will think I'm being dumb
I never had a childhood, so my excuse is its to be expected
I hope the world excuses me while I'm being young and reckless
© Alex Duffy  Create an image from this poem.

Reckless Abandon

empty building, footsteps resound
deep sigh echoes
frames of photographic moods so vivid
of a zesty bare imagination! 

casual talks, moistened lips
perpetuated gentle passing touch
his kisses of morning breeze on her skin
felt, expressed with forceful intense energy
hot flashes, brought sensation of body heat! 

empty cubicle, symbol of hunger
found alone time to get at each other
dragged her in, pardon their urges, 
obsequiously owning each other
in reckless abandon! 

on and on and on, 
reckless wild abandon...
this gonna shock them all!

Reckless Abandon 2

Frankly, you blew it, lost your cool;
you let loose and lambasted him.
Seventy-eight years, you ole fool,
frankly, you blew it, lost your cool.
You aren't ashamed? instead you drool.
Going to the pool for a swim?
Frankly, you blew it, lost your cool;
you let loose and lambasted him.

Reckless Desire

Reckless Desire

You exotic, erotic and so toxic. 
An attraction of contradiction
Kiss me with lips of venom
Your poison burning my mouth 
your Dragon tongue a fire in my throat
Kill me with your steely eyes
their stare stabbing me with  blades of contempt
Your whisper chanting a spell of surrender
A trance conjured to deliver me into a deep pit of sleep
No method available to crawl out of the dream
Your breath warm 
heavy on my skin. 
It's fingers trickling over my body
In search of my soul
With intention to snatch it  away at a vulnerable moment
With the precision of a magician's hand.
You my perpetual sin immune to absolution
My confession ignored 
Drowned  in a sea of voices 
by waves of prayers swimming in a crowded church
I despise this love that
inflicts such a pleasured anguish
As you do
this bond generating a dangerous voltage
The unbridled electricity in our passion 
charged from a single spark of reckless desire

The Reckless Sleeper

The Reckless Sleeper
Copyright July 16th 2009 Corinne Curcio

A dream - the landscape 
Rambunctious subconscious
Plays hide and seek with your soul
You look for clarity
A crumb of charity
Something to swallow whole

But those in the know look backwards
Light a candle and brighten the sky
The mirror within offers a view
Reckless Sleeper explains it all for you

Dada is ca-ca
And they all agree
Don la chapeau without care
Surrealists love
The trickery of
Art as a farce laid bare

And those in the know look forward
Eat an apple or bake in a pie
The mirror within offers a view
Reckless Sleeper explains it all for you

Twirl me around, Rene Magritte
Pas de deux on the Rue de la Paix
Let's glide down the Seine
Lift your umbrella again
I think it might rain today 

And those in the know look sideways
Tie a bow on a bird – watch it fly
The mirror within offers a view
Reckless Sleeper explains it all for you


Based on the painting "The Reckless Sleeper" by Rene Magritte

http://www.tate.org.uk/collection/T/T01/T01122_9.jpg

Reckless Sailors

Humans are reckless sailors
sailing in the stormy sea of the universe.
The passengers seem drunk
after swallowing  intoxicating liquor 
squeezed from the breasts of civilization

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