Best Sassy Poems
Tinting crimson-colored clouds;
a blood-red sun sinks from sight.
And Luna slowly ascends,
sculpting shadows with Her light.
Luna's majestic rise can
induce a hypnotic trance.
For, She is a sassy sprite;
and muse to both song and dance.
She adorns the black of space;
like an orchid in the sky.
And when She is in full bloom;
Her beauty warrants a sigh.
Baying wolves pay Her homage;
howling their melodic tune.
And regale the Queen of Night;
celebrating the full moon.
Despite pitting skin and scars,
She evokes wishes and dreams.
And on enchanted evenings;
dances upon sparkling streams.
Sister girl
African pearl
Such finesse
So much, you have to give.
Yes, you are beautiful!
Are you paying attention to me?
Nile I am.
Dark and handsome man and confident…
For the love of God
In this real world
Never have I
Ever exploded with deep words of lust!
Sophisticated woman
After thoughts
Savoring your body
Suc-cor your tongue
Young and free!
Affixed to your smile
Nectar
Depths of passion!
Feel me
Indigo blue
Nice fit on you
Enriched this day!
Such words of desire
Ask you to be a part of my life.
So real to happiness
Seductive I am.
Yearn for me!
Apex to
New elevations for
Deep sensations!
Finding each other is not a sure coincidence.
Inspire by other elements
Nadirs we are not.
Essence we are.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 27, 2014!
FORM: TRIPLE ACROSTIC
She is the talk of the town, every season that passes
You'll see her around,.... Miss Sassy Pistashe
Who flaunts her good looks, preening over the sage
When she makes her grand entrance, she’s the rage of the stage!
Changing clothes after summer, wearing feathers, so brash
she is queen of the, autumn, with a flaming red sash
She's never discreet, is quite daring and chic’
and will steal all the limelight, upon every hill
She upstages poor Willow, who seems rather ill
will outshine Miss Maple, …out-dresses Miss Ash
With colors of fire, and a 'come hither' tease
Her wiles shock onlookers, with each crimson leaf
She flashes her limbs and wiggles her twigs
She loves to show off, with her bright scarlet wig
Never humble, she’s bold, loves to put on a show
Even Miss Sunset, has felt rather low
She tends to be rash….Miss Sassy Pistashe’
At the first sign of chill, she will toss feathered leaves
She will even bare limbs…and dance in the breeze
Late in the season, she changes her tune
Bends all her branches, and makes valleys swoon
But she doesn't catch cold, ...she thrives by the moon
She has thrown off her clothes, each leaf she has grown
To be 'gone with the wind', like that Scarlet, we've known
Stealing the limelight, with no modesty,…then…
Comes back in the autumn......begging attention again!!
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Personifcation of Pistashe' Tree
For Contest sponsored by Lewis Raynes
"I would rather be on a leaky ship that is mine, than aboard a more seaworthy vessel going where I don't wish it to go"—Poet's alter ego
Yes, I know what I’m doing
I’m the master of my fate
The captain of the sinking ship
Seeking harbor in ports whether safe or rocky
With gusto I plow through uncharted frontiers
Why do I do these things to myself? you ask
Perhaps I’m a rebel in search of what's unbeknownst
to me, in search of virgin long lost horizons pristine
Horizons others deem unreachable
I’m bold, brash and yeah sassy, brassy
And irrepressible! You can’t love me you see,
I’m a Lonewolf, and it's quite fine, to be…
Untamed as the wild northern wind
Sweeping the prairies with a gusting woman’s surge
Nature's raw elements try in vain to halt my advances
But I laugh and mock at Mother's efforts
Although I’m tossed and torn
In the grips of Her relentless tempests,
Her storms of fury suppressing, oppressing
Her stern and staid demands to obey, tame and domesticate
You may say I’m the constructor of my own chaos
A free-spirit, challenging myself
My integrity intact, place not your pity on me
Respect is my hallmark and independence,
my calling.
I once knew a sassy lassie
Who led me to a bank so grassy
So flirtatious was she
Her undulations so free
Boy! she sure had a classy chassis
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour-4.php
SASSY MY LABBY
Mom and Dad always teach me new
Words, I know many,
They are loving and enterprising,
I’ve heard the names of only family
At the dinner table this
Christmas, hope it will be mesmerizing,
Thank goodness I get tit-bits
During cooking preparations, the aroma of
The turkey as it cooks is totally tantalizing,
I’m not just a doggy, mom and dad say
I’m clever, tell the family please,
Sometimes they are so patronizing,
Can’t wait, I’m excited, heard them talk
About Santa, a new ball, a rubber chicken and
A squeaky toy, waiting for Christmas Eve is
AGONIZING,
I hear them talking about God and above,
So on Christmas Day, will give them
Extra servings of love!
Entering in: “Your Favorite Animal Contest”
Sponsored By: Gregory Paul
Sassy Lady
A blond bombshell beauty,
Sensual cornflower blue eyes
That dropped men to their knees
I watched that
Sassy lady one night
On the southwest corner
Of Lexington Avenue
And 52nd street
In a white dress
I listen to the
Click, click, click
As she walks by
In high heels
Mesmerized
With the sway of her sexy hips
As she turns and walks away
With a glimmering
Spark in her eye
I can read her mind
To her surprise
Over a subway grate
Her dress is blown upward
With the blast of warm air
Embarrassed
She turns back
Looks my direction
With a playful flirtation
My excitement arouses
3/7/2020
'Your Favorite Legend ' Contest
Sponsored By:Chantelle Anne Cooke
Marilyn Monroe
American Actress
popular sex symbols of the 1950s and early 1960s
Lived: Jun 01, 1926 - Aug 05, 1962 (age 36)
The film; The Seven Year Itch,
Hearing an approaching subway train, Monroe stepped onto the grate, having her skirt blown high by the train passing underneath, saying “ooh do you feel the breeze from the subway, isn’t it delicious.” Minds across the country were simultaneously blown.
Sassy is the wind
blowing the tree's hair
Sensual is the
tree, as she lets her
hair be tossed,
by Sassy
My Sassy Girl
Look into a mirror and I see a beautiful women looking back at me.
I look deep into her eyes and wonder what secretes they must hide.
I see your love caged up waiting to escape.
A smile brakes out a cross your face
While thoughts of you go through her mind.
Why can’t anyone see me?.
She cries out!.
I’m here waiting to shine, waiting to light up, like a bright star in the night.
The looks you give off sexy, mysterious, confidence, shy, devious, wicket and sassy!.
Oh yes! My sassy little girl
Where did you come from?
And where will you go?.
Some girls are brassy, some girls are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Actually prefer girls that show a bit of their ass-y
© Jack Ellison 2015
Sassy Lady
Beautiful
Sassy lady
In a white dress
I listen to the
Click, click, click
As she walks by
In high heels
Mesmerized
With the sway of her sexy hips
As she turns and walks away
With a glimmering
Spark in her eye
I can read her mind
To her surprise
Over a subway vent
Her dress is blown upward
With the blast of warm air
Embarrassed
She turns back
Looks my direction
With a playful flirtation
As excitement arouses
© 7/14/2015
Contest Name: Flirt
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
Some girls are brassy, some girls are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Really prefer girls that show a bit of their ass-ies
Curves defines her scenic route at
proper speed limit
even though i'm sassy,
I still act classy.
peppy porcelain puppy poops on the floor
wacky winged walrus whizzes on the door
enigmatic eonian elephant espies some bamboo
clever castrated cormorant shrieks yahoo
brassiere-busting bonobo barfs on the table
maniacal mystic monkey freaks on cable
sly sonambulent sloth bear slumbers in his cave
natty naughty nutty newt nests in a wave
dizzy ditzy doormouse dances with a broomstick
tawdry turgid tiger toys with his joystick
rugged recondite raccoon races up rut-marred roads
finicky febrile frog farts on frightened toads
this sonnet celebrates sassiness midst sundry incantations
~ surrenders to insanity and scoffs at punctuation