Best Stripping Poems

dreaming of bright lights

the novice actress bares all. . . 

in strip club neon


For the Picture Perfect Haiku #2 Poetry Contest of Skat...

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My husband loves watching me strip
go on Jan, you can do it he urges

As each piece glides to the ground
my body quivers with delight
It’s so satisfying
slowly peeling off the layers

I eventually reach the climax
and let out scream of excitement
as the final piece of damp wallpaper...

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Sleep with me under the afghan of stars
illuminary milk pouring out of heaven's jars
A storm of sliding satellites colliding can be ours
as we ribbon out our lives in whispered stories.

~Whisking up of ink in your eyes white peppered mint
while our breath entrances frost on the...

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from the mountain's edge
tangerine tipped trees
aglow with the rise
of crimson skies
shine golden

i stand beneath
the dance of leaves
in the hues
of october's breeze
shivering
in its foggy breath
watching
as the trees
undress

stripping
layers of my soul
i fall
emotionless
bare
as death
piles
around me
in bloodless drops

i stand
in the pools
of its claret
bleeding myself dry
as i snap
like branches
through the...

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Stripping For The Crown

Well, I sat back and thought about your contest
As silly as it may sound, I chuckled with a grin
A contest I desperately desire to win, 
Bribing the sponsor, with words - not money

Sadly, I sit on top of the popularity list, 
Not...

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Long I hoarded my priceless treasure of silver
coins hidden from her unsuspecting glance,
this alloy of glittering metals was a curse;
I kept it guarded as gold in a greedy manner.

If the daintiest daisy is plucked to guess the other
lover's thought, I pull off the petals of...

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My auntie acted on the stage
Her performance was in a cage
She dressed as a stripper
Then let men folk whip her
Her antics sure caused an outrage!

FICTION POEM

9/29/18...

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The moment of “Hair down! Let yourself go!” 
Walked right up to her door,
And she fell back, onto her truth, 
Fell back onto her floor,

Where she ripped her soft layer of fake from her chest, 
Threw it onto the ground,
Then tore off her layers of...

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How
dance
anglaise
in long lines-
turned into a square....

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And
making
a basket-
with a dos a
dos.


Ekphrasis-The Barn Dance by Egedius....

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The fury of winter winds rip through the trees
Stripping away dead branches and scurrying the leaves.
It is a cleansing thing, this awesome, mighty wind
As it blows through the countryside again and again.

So like the Spirit of God in our lives
Is the final conclusion at which...

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What our parents told us
About truth, love, and purpose
Is dripping saggy from a nail in the wall

Take my hand gypsy love
Banish my broken tongue
Make me love the day!...

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As nation's strip in conquest's rung
within small ranks, the same song sung
is stripping of all man's among
to dialogue yeah, provisions none!

Soul stripping as religious feign
is almost tempting man's remain
to give to God all self's contain,
yet strip a self of worthwhile claim.

How valid is my own...

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As nation's strip in conquest's rung
withing small ranks, the same song sung
is stripping of all man's among
to dialogue yeah, provisions none!

Soul stripping as religious feign
is almost tempting man's remain
to give to God all self's contain,
yet strip a self of worthwhile claim.

How valid is my own...

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Now me, now not, 
a thought is always there. 
My genes navigate on collapsing walls, 
words, dark mind, broken dreams. 
But thought is always there. 
I hold on firmly to sounds, 
voices, tongues, 
the thought is always there.

Brain goes into a nameless friction, 
of aimless...

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