Best Undergarments Poems

POTD 9th April 2018

Synopsis -
A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even in modern times. 

She’s a queen who sees her lover for himself only and does not abide in the narrow...

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“Look up at the stars,” you say
Its just another night up on the old water tank
Our blanket is spread and here we sit with the universe our theater
Another night of showing me the constellations 
Astronomy…your love
You…my love
The stars….your hobby
You….my idolatry

I try to follow your pointing...

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Collaboration between
Seren Roberts and Mandy Tams:
 
The Wet Patch
 
Why sit with a frown is there a need?
Yes she whispered in my ear, I think I peed.
 
My knickers are wet, I dare not move at all
If I stand up, down they will surely fall
 
Your knickers are wet,...

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Bob had a special talent
That only worked in his men’s store.
He had ‘clothing ESP’.
He knew what his customers wanted…and more.

When customer would come into his store
Bob would invariably say, 
“Hello. I'm Bob. Don’t say a word.
I already know what you need today.”

And he was always...

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Under the bleachers, I do declare.
Some undergarments and underwear.
All exposed with little fear.
Will anyone see? It's not real clear.

Little Johnny plots with rubber bands.
While all these butts become his fans.
These rubber bands, they soon will fly.
Spectators will jump up for the sky.

He strikes at will,...

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I speak to you in parables
In this idiomatic riddle filled way
Because I fear the blunt effect
Of being plain spoken
I saw the rainbow and the sun
In the words they uttered
I felt the hot breath of certainty
In the rise of the collective sigh
I sensed the rich aroma...

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Time was ticking away as I stumbled in the rain,
            My carriage was in a ravine, the coachman dead;
Oh the beautiful horses with their broken necks,
      I followed a...

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In the grand days of old let the truth be told/

Those ships and mate's in plight,

With ancient fool's who had launched in an all night battle !

The one who stayed alone and quiet would lose/

A much happy time of old !

Mediocre drawn beers as an...

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Oh sweet bride to be 
as the flowers bloom
you snuck to my room 
in hopes of a lustful spoon
Groom anxiously awaits
as your father opens the front gates
No one will comprehend our fate 
Face to face we engage
Stockings, undergarments and satin lace
on the floor they lay...

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Nurembered days
 

Numb
	Dumb
The pain
			insane

a breast to suckle
	an ear to hear

walking dead
		late but prayed

Gods fell asleep
Mortals played

tumors grow
	Its the doctors show

Liver or die
	Drink my dreams	
		or do I try
Lettuce and rabbits
	seduction and undergarments

exposed in the rain
	dancing in pain

rendezvous
	cafes and empty tables
candles burnt
	loves description like flames		
fades away


easy to...

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Why sit with a frown is there a need?
Yes she whispered in my ear, I think I peed.

My knickers are wet, I dare not move at all 
If I stand up, down they will surely fall

Your knickers are wet, ha I did scoff
But I made...

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Never trust a woman with a stick
Allegros slow    Andantes quick

It starts when Passionata comes on stage
Hips controlled    feet detache    dress in style
              ...

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Sunlight waves
 I look out into the world with drunken haze...
  ever liked to hop on one leg and change the other?
Try it, you could tell which one is better; which one is sturdy, which one is weak.
 Touch the stuble hair down there
...

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the room smelt of the pinks overflowing in the black glass vase
embodied with the human sweat that such sex embroiled
striven all over the room were the delicate but torn white undergarments
she had been lured to the room, and ravaged by this stranger.

already crimson bite marks,marked...

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As I empty a bag and look over the donations in it
I think, “Geezus why; not even I would willingly take any of this!
If I didn’t work here taking donations, I’d throw it all in the garbage!"

Used undergarments and chipped ceramic dishes?
Broken glass?  Old...

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