Best Wetter Poems


Rose-Colored Passion

it's raining again,
been this way for days;
swirls of graying clouds
hiding the blue of skies
and my eyes

my lips 
seem wetter
than everything else
that rises
without sun,

the river's rising again,
perhaps higher than my own ego
as i lose myself
in the pockets of current.

current, and past events
build this dam 
against what it is
that i love,

damn her
and them the same.

i lay, head down,
drowning 
in the only breath i know

your chest 
rising
and falling
between the sighs
that bridges
together
reality and dreams,

and i'm not giving up my last breath
through any of these storms
that fall from winded words,

instead, i'll keep breathing
deeper and deeper
attuned with your own breath,
as we make love, reality
from dreams

last night,
i saw a rainbow
through your eyes
and i settled myself 
deeper in your heart
long before
you ever drifted off to sleep

this morning,
your gentle touch,
the arousal
of my dreams,
becomes the sun
through rose-colored passion,
and love again blossoms
blending all that is real
from little pockets of rain.

Premium Member Laughter Is the Best Medicine

OLD MA.

Old Ma always gave the kids a nice treat
Always nuts and never anything sweet
But they soon found out why
Nuts were in great supply
Choc nut bars she'd only suck cos no teeth...

NO HIDING PLACE.

An old gangster robbed a bank and he ran
Flew out from Canada then onto Japan
The Mounties tracked him down
In old Tokyo Town
He was caught cos they always get their man...


A WARDROBE MALFUNCTION

Went to a posh restaurant called Vicars
A girl walked out the loo, there were titters
Her face turned a bright red
At what's every girls dread
She'd gone and tucked her dress down her knickers...


DOMINATRIX.

A dominatrix from the state of Maine
Enjoyed hanky panky out in the rain
She'd use a leather fetter
T'would shrink as it got wetter
And her clients would pass out with the pain..


A FRIEND IN NEED.

The outback two mates went to catch a 'roo
One got cut short and said "I need the loo"
A spider crawled up his knee
As he was starting to pee
And bit him hard on his digeridoo...

His mate phoned the flying doctor who said
"Suck out the Poison if it has turned red"
He thought to himself no way
His mate said "well what's he say?"
He said "in 'bout half an hour you'll be dead" ...

LOST THEIR WAY. For Gershon Wolf

Geese flew south they were honking and hinking
Snow storm came they were blinded and blinking
They had no way of knowing
Where the hell they were going
To see them sway you'd think they'd been drinking...






Written 21st October 2020.

Premium Member Broken

I replay the cold goodbye in my mind
spoken in harsh tones
from the same lips that once said
   "I love you"
over and over in a relentless circle
causing all the stars to vanish
as the night becomes blacker than black

tendrils of slithering loneliness
wrap around my heart suffocating me
   with pain-filled emotions 
as they die one layer at a time
drowning my soul in teardrops of madness
long streams from raw eyes
turn my face into a wetter canvas
   it burns and burns
my hearts shattered shards are covered in ashes
   that cling
I fall, pounding my fists into the ground
crying out in this world of darkness
   nothing exists
the only sound I hear is my own gasps
welling up in my chest, releasing into the void
where I surrender to the longest night
   filled with pain


Talking Trash

The alarm clock brushed my teeth and then forced me to drink orange juice.
As I looked out the window, a cement sky was pulling down the corners of my mouth.
The newspaper on my front steps was wetter than a spitball. Trying to read it was like trying to page through baklava, just not as tasty.
The coffee grinder handed me a bouquet and asked if I would like some help with the corners of my mouth. I cradled the steaming mug so I could feel the rays of sunshine in my hands.
As I headed out, the wind surprised me by throwing the door open and kissing me. Her lips were cold, but her breath was very fresh. I was mad at first, but must admit, it did feel good.
When I got to work, the building was talking trash to me, and I talked trash right back,
reminding him that I was close to retirement. That shut him up! I paused and then tightly grinned, knowing full well that someday I will miss them all.
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Premium Member Colours In Our Lives

Green with envy or feeling blue
These are emotions that can affect you
Golden sunlight on a sandy beach
This dream scene may be far out of our reach
Crystal clear raindrops make us wetter and wetter
Rose tinted spectacles make everything seem better
Sultry brown eyes and ruby red lips
Bluebells in the woods and hawthorn hips
The colourful sight that really makes my day
Is seeing a glorious rainbow over Douglas Bay

22nd April 2013

Submitted to colourful verse contest
Sponsored by Charlotte Puddifoot

Premium Member Going Down Under

Going Down Under!

Toes step, from dry to wet sand 
Foot sinks, bathes in waves 
Whoosh, waves splash ankles to toes
Cold, cool water, how far should I go?

Waves pulls back, pulls sand into sea
Feet step, from wet to wetter sand
Feet sink, deeper in still
Cold, cool water, how far should I go?

Whoosh, waves splash ankles to knees
Waves deciding, I’m getting wetter
Whoosh, waves splash, knees to belly
Knees jelly, with my jelly belly

Whoosh, waves crash, belly to chest
Waves deciding, I’m falling backwards
Whoosh, waves smash, above me,
Falling, crawling, Going Down Under!

Noels_Art

Comments: Sometimes the water’s cold.  FEEDBACK WELCOME.


Premium Member Winter In the Meadow

She floated down into the meadow quietly, silencing the air, by stilling it.
The surrounding oak trees smiled, recognizing her power, not fully
understanding her majesty, but appreciating it and loving her
capableness.

As she twirled her skirt, which barely touched the ground, the earth began
changing from brown to the most marvelous white.  Winter threw her hands
in the air, sending icy fluffs of cotton into the atmosphere.  They floated down
softly and quietly at first, but as they fell, they got bigger, and wetter, and
they were no longer dainty.

When winter was finished, the landscape had magically transformed from a
dried dead-looking thing to a gorgeous, alive blanket of pure white
beauty, that seemed to be twinkling with diamond crystals.  

She smiled. It was time for her nap. She laid down on the meadow, so gently
she did not put a dent in the snow, instead, she waited, for the first footsteps
which would not come until morning.

Birthday Warning!

A cold autumn morning, 
new rains have arrived 
today not so ordinary 
A little girls birthday goes by 

she had an accident 
she awoke in her bed wet 
today she is six, a present she did 
not expect 

A day without the jug cord 
would be her birthday wish 

Her hope is soon faded, 
for there her mother stood, 
A birthday beating just begun- 
her mothers' way 
of a little fun 

"you dirty little b!#@h"! 
I'm sick of washing your sheets 
this will fix you...and fix you good 
till you're black and blue 
...or till I'll make you bleed"! 

Happy Birthday to me... 
through aches and tears 
I am happy 
I survived to date six years 

alone in her closet 
she'd make this her car 
travel to far away happy lands 
go shopping for a star 

once she bet the jug cord 
she collected up the sheets 
took her mums' old coal shovel 
buried them under the house 
darkest corner beneath, 

her father gave her sixpence 
every time she was dry, 
or if she wet, he'd make her wetter 
he'd put her in a cold bath 

the little girl would trick him, 
moving the sheets about 
her mother would come in the room 
catch the little girl out 

the little girl did such things 
out of fear she lied 
the little girl was in a place 
she was trying to survive 

she adapted to her father 
she adapted to her mother 

though difficult it was 
it affected everything 
looking back the way she was 

she changed her life completely 
eradicated the fear 
her life gets better and better 
year after year 

her mum and dad to this day 
the little girl forgave 
she understands the way they were 
a woman she has grown 
forgiving to her grave 

she struggles on her birthday 
preferring to enjoy 
her spirit accepts what happened 
on that day the present 
she avoids

Premium Member Puppy Love

The first, they say, is "puppy love",
You can't be certain how you feel.
How can a heart as young as yours
Decide if what it feels is real?

A heart can age but not grow wise;
Wisdom may not come with years.
And where's the proof that older eyes
Cry more or even wetter tears?

Age shouldn't dictate when you love,
Just trust your heart to lead the way,
And leave it up to love to prove
That it won't lead you far astray.

Love can be real and no less pure,
Even if it has no past.
Each time I fall in love I'm sure
It's for the first time and the last.

The Radiant River

The radiant river is where I ought to be 
The radiant river is here to set us free
The radiant river is there to supply our endless needs
The radiant river is beyond the wild, reckless weeds

Streams of blood ripple in my veins...in my vibrantless veins...
Streams of worthlessness goes through my bemused brain
The radiant river renews my strength to move on with life actually
The radiant river renews my willpower to go forward wholeheartedly

The river below us is rapidly growing bigger
The river below us is drowning away sorrow
The river above us is slowly getting wetter
The river in my eyes are colliding as you know

Raindrops from bitter clouds collapse upon my hand
We are from a different land and now, I understand 
The waves of my grief shine upon you now
The river of relief kindly is upon me somehow

Bravery is unwavering in my mind's wandering maze 
I am going through a difficult phase and I am in a daze
Inject illumination into my dim veins
Lower my anxiety in my weary brain…

The river of radiance
Is like a brilliant dance 
Enhance my effulgence inside me
In a trance in a sense...breathing heavily

The river of hope up above is here to stay
The river of ever-roving love is a day away
The radiant river sways and courses inside and out of me over and over
The radiant river swims to the ocean of emotion and finds another lover 

Overall, I think the river favors me over the other bodies of water
I am the teardrops from bitter clouds that is a shelter like no other
Beauty is shyly shimmering and the moon is simply glimmering overhead
Misery is disappearing and the sun is sprouting while my feet feel like lead

I still believe in you, no matter what weather
I don't want to leave behind the radiant river
I still believe in swimming with you, abiding by my side
I don't want to leave the ocean, so gracious and wide

What Makes Men Go Wild

They hold up "mountains" even "hills"
They catch crumbs and little spills
They come in shapes, colors, and sizes
Some holding "sexy" surprises
Fancy, lacy, even plain
Driving men slowly insane
Hiding under shirts and sweaters
More fun when they're getting wetter
Some are floppy Some are firm
But they seem to make men squirm
If you haven't figured it out
I'll tell you what it's all about
These crazy things are bras and boobs
Men are in a happy mood
Every time they can sneak
A look at these lovely "peaks"

Tropical Rainforest

As the first man alive to be king of a tropical rainforest

I can guarantee this reign will be far from the shortest

What I'm trying to say is my heart is the forest

The trees are the veins, the animals are the cells, the river is my blood, and my girl is
the tourist

When we are on good terms all the little birdies chirp

On the phone at night, I'm relaxed like a bear when he burps

Kissing slowly like a sloth when he shimmy across a tree

Sucking on her islands like pollen being sucked by a bee

Not all rainforests have life full of bliss

A bolt of lightning nearly hit the Tree of Heaven but it missed

Great

Now I see a stratus cloud coming, that's what I really hate

Now all of a sudden, birds quickly scatter away

Like feelings of my girl thinking go or stay

Floods drowning all life as the land animals die

It rains it pours like the tears falling free from my eyes

Trading saliva when we kiss wetter than a waterfall

Lions, tigers, kangaroos, giraffs, it is a free-for-all

I'm swinging on her heart, like a monkey swings on a tree, I pray we both don't fall

She bit me, now love is in my blood, like a mosquito carries malaria

The storm ends and the sky opens up from happiness because I can marry her

Down the aisle I will carry her

Like a cheetah carries her young

Not cold in the heart because here the snowfall never begun

Attack those hunters who dare carry a gun

Like haters because love...they don't get none

In the forest animals have fun

In a relationship couples become one

My heart is a tropical rainforest

Locked in her embrace, she's warmer than porridge

I got her now, I have it all, and my heart and feelings are no longer in storage

Some Get Cookies and Milk

Twas the nite before and all through the house, everyone lustful even the mouse
I in my towel and her in a thong
No way in hell this night could go wrong 
Then out in barn there arose such a clatter
Boobs and nuts flying we went to see what was the matter
And what to our lustful eyes do we see
But eight naked women with a santa hat just for me
So sat down i did filled with such pride
If only on me they all wanted to ride
With a titty here and ass over there
My girl with her thong yea i didnt even care
So as i settled into what i believed was a dream
With a smile that was brighter than the brightest light beam
Now you wonder what could possibly happen to make this any better
Although i got harder she got wetter
Let me enlighten you for much to my dismay
The next instant i was bound and forced to watch them play
My dick rose quick i must admit
But not one came over and offered to sit
As i was fixin to complain in my most persuasive tone
I saw my girl and the toys she was being shown
Her eyes lit up and she made her choice
Next all i heard was an odd strange little voice
Next to my ear was whispered watch as she enjoys
Watch as we stretch her with those enormous toys
Then what in this fantasy dream of mine would happen
Those eight naked women were between her legs lappen
Stroke for stroke they each shared equally 
I came so fast yet they never even touched me
Finished with her they start to come my way again
 And Just as my luck would have it i chose to wake up right then
So now each christmas eve i close my eyes tight and fast
Thinking maybe the dream would return and i wouldnt cum so fast
Every christmas morning turns out sadly the same
I wake up still horny with no one to blame

Premium Member *g.Oing H.Aiku* (-: *c.Razy* :-)

** G.H.C.** by: P.D.

  _________
(* BROKEN *)

Steping on dried leaves
The earthquake under my feet
7 years bad luck~~
******************************
  ________
(* ANGRY *)

Breathing out steam
I hate all your excuses
Gurrrrr!~~
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 ___________    
(* TWILIGHT *)

With a moonlight kiss
One night and it's all over
Happy hunting days~~
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 _____________
(* BLOOD LUST *)

I need your fang-s
Bite real deep into my soul
My blood is all yours~~
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 __________
(* WAITING *)

Insomnia has me
Keep me by your finger tip
I am still awake~~
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  __________
(* LIFELESS *)

Your my addiction 
Hypnotize like a zombie
Feeding off your brain~~
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  _________
(* HUNGRY *)

Feeding the wolf-ffff
Bloody leaves under body
Nature takes it's course~~
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 _______________
(* SWEET & SOUR *)

Wetter than a dream
Drowning the moon in the sea
I am all you see~~
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  ___________
(* TOGETHER *)

Across the mountain
Never a last fantasy
Soon you will be mine~~
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   __________
 (* CRUSHED *)

Broken night whisper
Tears upon the cotton bed
Silk like the storm cloud~~
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  _______________
(* MY EVERYTHING *)

You are my sunlight
Eclipse covering my pain
Moon and stars above~~
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 _______________
(* LAST CHANCE *)

It's now or never
I need you more than roses
Kissing does not help~~
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;-)  to my love  (-:
     Nathan Dilts
;-)  from  P.D.  (-:

No More Tears

When it begins to storm outside
When all are gone upon you relied
When you feel utterly defied
And when all of your tears have been cried

Just look to your left and there I'll stand
No matter how hard the rain pours
I'll still be holding your hand
And together, we'll break down all closed doors.

The rain can only make the ground wetter
I cannot change that, but what I'll try
Is to make your existence a great deal better
And I'll provide you the shelter to keep you dry.

I will stay true with no questions asked
Confide in me any time you request
My words will never be masked
And all of my sins will be confessed

That's how you'll know the sun will always shine bright
Even when your nightmares permit fright
I'll still be holding you immensely tight
And be all of your happiness with pure delight.


Written on May 26th, 2016 and posted on June 1st, 2016.
By: Michelle Corbin

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