Best Sultry Poems


Premium Member In Sultry Sunlight

Day -
dreams drift,
until they drown
in the morning dew


Certainly 
circling moments -
those teasing tantalizing
thoughts, sweetly surround you 


They
skillfully hide -
poetically from me
. . emotions of mystery magic


Only -
the dew
seems to understand,
those delicious, delicate desires 


Longing 
to dive -
in pure ecstasy,
the vibrations of you


Playfully . . 

~ In Sultry Sunlight ~

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   Just a little Scribble
~ Longing to linger in Warmth ~

Sunday November 22nd, 2020- Poem of the Week

Premium Member Sultry Warm Summer Day

One hundred and six degrees was the rumor.
I checked at noon, it was only ninety-six.
Rumor fake news.

I sit on my front porch 
lapping up the sun, enjoying the warmth.
Dog is panting like she has run a marathon

Sparkling wind chimes tinkle their happiness
as cat rubs against my legs, claiming me
as her territory.

Dog soon escapes to her air conditioned
fortress with her daddy who refuses to come out here.
I glory in this warmth, planning to go no where.

A humid, sultry, summer day.
Loving her for the warmth 
she exudes, I relish in her hugs.

Premium Member Sultry Night

moon and stars above
warm summer night breeze blowing
arms wrapped around me
closeness makes my body weak
your breath, the warm breeze, I melt


Premium Member Shrouded In Sultry Seduction

Rippling waters moving
feeling hypnotically soothing
under our boat it rocks us
under its spell it locks us

misty fog slightly breezing
dampening the salty air we’re breathing
over our shoulders it shrouds us
silhouetting the masts around us

rippling waters moving 
feeling hypnotically soothing
its rhythmic ride tells us
to give in and let it lull us

moody night skies
reveal nothing to our eyes
not the light of the moon or a star
but secrecy’s a seductress where we are

rippling waters moving
feeling hypnotically soothing
sultry sway hypnotizes us
as Eros glamorizes us


Susan Ashley
May 17, 2019


*In Greek mythology, Eros is the Greek god of love.*

Premium Member Orphan Annie

Orphan Annie  
                                        Visits everyday
                          Her big green eyes sharp, inquisitive
                          Looking for love, slinky and sultry
                                        Spends hours
                                        With me
                                        Sharp claws.

                                       Has pads,
                                       Walks silently
                          Almost like a tight rope walker
                          Our Annie meows and meows, cute
                                      Then cuddly
                                      Resting head
                                      On lap.

                                     Bird appears,
                                     Annie restless
                        Disappears to back of oak tree,
                    Comes back licking paws, bird gone
                                     Annie’s tummy
                                     Go Home
                                     Babies’ waiting


           ENTERING COMPETITION ; 'TRINET'
           SPONSORED BY JOSEPH MAY
                     14/01/2021

From Sultry Eyes.

Seeping heavy under my skin
Shivering inception
Calming from its wisping caress
Tenderly soothing 

Reaching with tendril like fingers
Lithe and satin
Permeating through my veins
Enveloping essence

Taming the maelstrom within me
Purity embracing
Divulging the rains of promise
Cleansing shame

Defusing against the flow of time
Forever young
Standing open in naked candor
Unselfish passion


Preposition Poem At the Junkyard

On one sultry August day
In a clearing in the woods
Within a long delay
for salvaged auto goods
Amid decaying vans, under glaring sun
High above one ant, homebound, on the run...
   Along a rugged trail
   of micro hill and dale
   Between pebbles and sprigs
   Over shards and twigs
   For seconds brief, beneath a leaf
   ‘Round a rock, willy nilly
   Root outcrop, dilly dally;
   Up the maple, fast
   With head-on-haul in grasp
   In and out of bark
   Inside crevice, dark
   Astride the edge, at last
   Across a lichen patch
   Behind broad leaves of dark green hue —
To my chagrin, beyond my view;
Out from under the shade
Into the open glade
Within the reflective collage
of glinting metals and shards
Beneath the tranquil sky — recharged!

Premium Member SADDEN HEART Sultry Serenade- Dedicated verse for Shasta Simms-

SADDEN HEART Sultry Serenade-
Dedicated verse for Shasta Simms-



Verse 1:
Sadden heart, filled with blues
Lost in the darkness, can't find no shoes
Tears falling like rain from the sky
Lonely nights, don't know why


Chorus:
Sadden heart sultry serenade, whispering in the night
Trying to ease your pain, make everything right
Let the music heal your soul
Allow your heart to be renewed
Let the melody take control
Wh’cha gon do be free or subdued


Verse 2:
Sadden heart, heavy with sorrow
Longing for a brighter tomorrow
Nix neath the bone morrow
In the silence, find your voice
Let the rhythm be your choice


Chorus:
Sadden heart sultry serenade, whispering in the night
Trying to ease your pain, make everything right
Let the music heal your soul
Allow your heart to be renewed
Let the melody take control
Wh’cha gon do be free or subdued


                                                                Bridge:
It’s a bit much, to be tough
In a world where our feet
Are delirious
Close your eyes, feel the beat
Let the music wash over you, so sweet
Sadden heart, don't despair
In this song, we'll find a prayer


Chorus:
Sadden heart sultry serenade, in the midnight hour
Gently healing, like a springtime shower
Let the notes caress your pain
Sadden heart, dance in the rain


Outro:
Sultry serenade, guiding you through the night
Sadden heart, take flight
In the music, find your spark
Sultry serenade, lighting up the dark


09/3/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©
for SHASTA JAZZ DEDICATED VERSE FOR SHATA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #1

Sultry Southern Sunday

Sultry summer deep south
not only a season
or a climate, it is a dimension
I float in it submerged...

A sinuous southern life
oblique and sometimes slow
old beauty in salty thick air
warm blood sea misty and fragrant...

Come forth my pouting southern lady
hazy honeysuckle in the heat
we lie down in green pastures
Sunday love in the valley of death...

We raise the waters of the mighty Mississippi
to a rolling raging boil
our fingers do all of the praying
she anoints my head with oil...

Holy humid sultry Sunday
I choose not to spend it alone
swing low, sweet chariot 
coming for to carry me home...
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Premium Member Sexy Sultry Smile

Nancy needs Norman, naughty new negligee 
Sexy sultry smile, she seeks satisfaction
Moaning mattress memories, masterfully melding 
Orgasmic origami, hour on hour
Every entry explored, ecstasy enhanced
Elevated energy exceeds every expectation
She smiles, sighs, somehow sad yet satiated


First attempt at this form.
For Dr. Ram's Alliteration contest.

Sultry Haiku

Slowly quench yourself 
When you sip from my nectar
Drenched sweat and scent drips
Muscles stiffen erector
Gently taste my lips
As you search for the sector
Bliss connecting hips
Contraction of the pector
Fiercely horde the dips
Enmeshed musky trifecta

Premium Member Sultry

S ensuality exudes from within
U nlacing passion with show of soft skin
L uxurious curves of breast and of hips
T aste of paradise awaits on her lips
R avshing dreams, become real in her arms
Y ou cannot resist, her womanly charms

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S izzles with heat with each step that she takes
U leashes passion in moves that she makes
L ures you to come and burn in her fire
T empts with her eyes that speak of desire
R eleases pleasure in wave upon wave
Y ou can’t keep away, you’re her willing slave


ONE OR TWO? IT'S ALL UP TO YOU.... :) Love this word....

Eileen Manassian Ghali

My Fingers Froze On Sultry Noon

I was obsessed
with a thought of winning her
but my true feelings she never assessed
yet hope I lost never
hoping that positivity wins ever
I continued to impress with feelings pure and true 
she smiled, said meet at marriage court next hour
madly joyous, dreamt proposal-cum-marriage, wait worth due

There she was with her fiancé, me not having any clue   
my world came crashing down
she just wanted me to be witness for their vows “ I do”
my fingers froze on sultry noon 
still somehow signed the Register
thinking destiny wishing for me something better

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Rhyme scheme - ababbcbc cdcdee
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© Hitendra Mehta 
Placed 4th in Members Contest – The Spenserian Sonnet by Dr Ram
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Sultry Solitary Summer Vacation

Sailboat helm at the quay
Serene feeling makes me cry
Sea breeze wafting in the air
Summer season sun is here.

Solitude morning feeling calm
Sense of freedom here I am
Soulful music exuding the place
Sending my soul purely bless.

Simple shanty shade held abound
Service crew serve service warmly
Shining smiles you see around
Shadow of love you feel dearly.

Short of adjectives the resort view
Seen the beauty of nature show
Silently taking pictures on my phone
Shower showing raindrop God has shown.

Shy out of sight is not known here
Scene food galore, beach sight everywhere
Sign of enjoyment of faces not a bargain
Surely next year God willing I'll be back again.

Steamy, Sultry Night In the Vieux Carre

walking slow, oh it could be called dancing
crowded with Bourbon Street night people
music filling the air, we stop every so often
wrapped arms around each other and swayed

firing up to the already hot-blood New Orleans
seems to affect all the out-of-town tourists and
the nights are specially made for physical reaction
big easy, sin city, whatever, a city of cool coitus

her willowy body pressed so close to mine
her face in my neck nuzzling and groping
I feel her eyelashes teasing, pleasing, my neck
we're fused together with lover's super glue

she broke away, her café au lait eyes dancing
as she tiptoed up to speak softly in my ear
in her intense and absolute Cajun accent
sha, we gon stay out heah on da street all night

lovely Denise didn't need to say anymore
I danced her back to her pad above Galatoire's 
and it wasn't just to get the grime off when 
we showered with plenty of soap and water

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