Best Thrills Poems
TREMBLES and THRILLS
Was it love that spelled
when I caught a glimpse of him
on a starless night?
Flame of passion rise
Frozen hearts thawed, now aflame
When loving captures
Hugging limbs of two entwined
They, naked or clothed
Their entranced display absorbed
Bare or askew, loves spoken
Of sweet spring night dream,
a bed of blooms reach their peak,
virginal petals
under a bank of dawn clouds
tickled, blushes rosy reds...
Falling into wake,
I stirred to feel summer breaths
stroking my cold cheeks.
I ask myself, was the dream
I have, instantly came true?
Minutes passed, we stood
warm drops from sudden showers
rolled upon our curves
as heat surfaces from us;
our bodies dancing again...
Breaking morning rules
we lie spooned for two more hours
heartbeats sang refrains.
Our song broken by soft rain,
we dressed to begin our day.
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9:52 pm, November 01, 2015
A paradise rare beckons,
cradling our shadows’ whispers
to draw fine lips upon mine…
while tickled moon peeps.
How gently wild passion blooms…
when hands caress each other
in a flame of surrender,
razing a night’s heat.
And ember’s scent lingers on
prompting rose-moon to quiver
till our eyes greet , anew
you gaze…I wink back.
Into love’s final blooming ,
we vow under hazel trees
names etched on sand, as Cupid
marks a sweetened rite!
Sweet Valentine Contest
For Nayda Ivette Negron Re-posted 1/28/2018
He saw me, it was ‘love’ at first sight
sadly for him it was just love for the night
I’m flattered by your strategic skills
but after the bedroom thrills
I’m gone out of sight
You thought You had me
but i went and changed my mind
Your left without me
you didn’t even put up a fight
I hardly care, Im left here still
after the bedroom thrills
I ran out of your life
By Rosie Hill
Skating upon Saturn's rings, on the outskirts of gold,
executing my double axel, in the brisk, season of cold.
The sole sound is of ice skates, spraying bits behind;
In rich, purple dusk, of the chaotic universe entwined.
A wide-eyed dreamer, in the red heartbeat of fantasy,
does slow twirls and excited spins, jumping uncannily!
Skating on concentric rings-the adventure of her life,
Stars shining all together, a hundred moons in the sky.
The rusted Ferris wheel, a skeletal hand,
Points to a sky it can no longer command.
Once, laughter echoed, joy on the breeze,
Now silence reigns, whispered by the trees.
The carousel horses, their paint chipped and worn,
Dream of merry-go-rounds, of days yet unborn.
Once, children squealed, clinging to their steeds,
Now shadows dance, where happy laughter bleeds.
The cotton candy stand, its windows cracked and dim,
Holds the ghost of sweetness, a forgotten whim.
Once, sugary clouds, a magical delight,
Now only dust motes, swirling in the light.
The roller coaster track, a metal serpent curled,
Whispers of thrills, a forgotten world.
Once, screams of delight, a dizzying race,
Now only rust and wind, in this silent space.
The park stands empty, a monument to time,
A reminder of moments, once so sublime.
The ghosts of laughter, echo in the breeze,
Whispering of memories, of happy, carefree days.
Our mountain hollow held starlight’s flicker
when Jill said, “Come, boy, follow me quicker.”
Soon Jill promised me a thrill
and led me to someone’s still.
That night's the first time she made me liquor.
there was a young girl from Surrey
whose love life was all of a hurry
so went for sex advice
from a madam of vice
now can tease and tempt without worry
she has learnt the art of foreplay
hope he has the libido to stay
her tweaking and kisses
sure has no misses
has a smile on his face all day
his friends ask was it more than a kiss
said he can't disclose what it is
that has made his day
in a wonderful way
said his trembles and thrills were just bliss
penned Nov 3 2015
To ourselves alone both had the place
and we dropped to our knees face to face
so close our breath mingled
our nerves and skin tingled
no credit card would fit through the space
her eyes wide in anticipation
her chest heaved with such expectation
a look pleading, needy
my face just plain greedy
hand thrust down with no hesitation
layers torn off I fell back and stared
for this I had been quite unprepared
with reckless abandon
she just left my hand on
as the moment passed by that we shared
oh so gently her weight did she shift
leaning backwards to let my hand lift
as I fizzed from the thrill
of the new hammer drill
she bought me Christmas day as a gift.
November 5th, 2015
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There's an active young lady who swills
every drop that adventure's cup spills.
If it's filled to the brim,
she will start at the rim
and swim down til she's in to the gills.
Only flirting with danger fulfills
her addiction to trembles and thrills.
Any risk will suffice
if it helps feed her vice.
She pops perils as if they were pills.
She makes mountains where there were molehills,
tempting fate just to sharpen her skills
If she skates on thin ice
and it breaks...GOOD. That's twice
the excitement - the risk AND the chills!
Penthouse windows? She favors the sills.
Peaceful valleys? Just show her the hills.
Faced with any pitfall,
she'll go balls to the wall...
Got a porcupine? She'll take the quills!
As this lifestyle eventually kills,
she wastes no time on planning or bills.
So, you think you'll be set
when she's gone? Don't forget -
this includes life insurance and wills!
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11/04/2015
Oh, you beautiful little pill,
how will you relieve my ill?
With naked fairies to amuse my eyes
or aided money to fill my bills?
Oh, but wait! Before I do anything,
let's first try out the pill.
One will do for a little swing
and there goes the funny thrill.
A girl's first date; she's sixteen.
The older boy is a prize.
He flutters hearts with green eyes -
so suave and worldly-wise
The young Adonis picks up
Sweet Sixteen; he has a plan -
they go to the county fair.
Thrills are guaranteed!
After a few scary rides,
She trembles with excitement.
Soon in the chill of the night,
he will make his move.
When atop the ferris wheel,
he wraps one arm around her.
As she snuggles into him,
her heart is racing.
For a moment the wheel stops,
and their lips meet in a kiss.
Oh, the thrill of youth's passion!
Nothing else compares.
Written Dec. 8, 2015
Dreamy eyes command my stare
Fingers tangled in my hair
Magical allure
Chemistry galore
Quivering happening everywhere
Lips lock as passion lights from within
Yearning to feel skin on skin
Clothing disappears
Nothing interferes
Causing an all consuming tail spin
Arms and legs sweetly entangled
New positions delightfully angled
Fervent desire
Appetites afire
All senses blissfully jangled
Totally surrendering to blazing bliss
Flames ignited by a sweltering kiss
Relinquished control
Amazingly whole
Drowning willingly into sweet abyss
Wondrous moments triggers trance
After effects makes cells dance
Intense connection
Passionate perfection
Finding match does pleasure enhance
11/14/2015
* Life should be full of passion, excitement and moments that take your breath away, living and loving life to its fullest I will always continue to strive for.
The sight of his pecs made me quiver
I was trembling and all of a quiver
To get his finely toned body
Became his life not his hobby
But in the bedroom he couldn’t deliver
He was thrilled when I cooked him a meal
I hoped his body he’d later reveal
But he drank too much wine
I saw this as a sign
Of this problem he tried to conceal
I brought him a little blue pill
Thought its action could give us a thrill
But he fell fast asleep
And was soon counting sheep
Poor guy, he’s really over the hill!
N/A in original contest and never entered in another contest
Submitted to LOSERS ONLY contest by Jerry T Curtis
12~10~15
Somewhere out there
The world is all in slumber
Prayers have been said
Tears have been shed
Where people care waiting for a miracle
Sitting in the window seat
Cozy and warm by the fireplace
I listening to the soft crackling sound
Of golden amber fire
Waiting and looking out the window at the falling snow
Impatiently watching the cloud migrate slowly across the sky
A hidden moon back-lit a large cloud, fringing it with silver
Thrill waiting so long as patience can endure, a lifetime it seems
A soft whine and nudge with a cold wet nose to my face
Startling me to wake with a fright
With the hair on the back of my neck standing upright
As I tremble and brace myself with unutterable shock
Curiosity impelled me to move forward
Drawing nearer made me gasped
With trembles and thrills
Gazing upon shadows movement and the sounds of crunching
Near the fireplace in a high wing-back chair
Sat Old Saint Nicholas holding a cup of hot cocoa
Snacking on the cookies I had left
Listening to the music play “Jolly Old St. Nicholas”
12/7/2015
TREMBLES AND THRILLS - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo
Trembles and Thrills, from a frozen delight
into my tummy, brain freeze from eating ice cream
Its yummy a thrill, my tummy trembles from taste
Vanilla, Chocolate, pistachio, are my faves
when placed on a cone, I shove it into my mouth
The flavors of my taste buds, I'll eat them every day
Passing a truck, with music that plays
its antique, reminding me of summers long ago
to hear is like a symphony, a concert on wheels
I run till I catch it, out of breath I am
huffing and puffing, my heart races at top speed
I caught it, yes I did now I can breathe deeply
Trembles and thrills, I'm eating ice cream
Please don't ever finish, you are so delicious
The satisfaction inside, causing trembles and thrills