Best Whet Your Appetite Poems

Dream-worker 
delves deeply into my dream;

vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed 
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...

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Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her...

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Whatever rules they make up now in twenty-twenty-one
‘Little’ Frankie tells his dad I need to have some fun
His dad said how about a pet, I’ve...

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She taps upon my windowpane
This nubile vixen, this spring rain
Enticing me with moistened kiss
To join her now or be remiss

Thus, does she whet my appetite
Awakens...

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Beyond the Black Fence
By Sy Roth

The land lay fallow 
Beyond the black fence.
Growth once dressed in a white blanket of hoar in winter landscapes 
Lush...

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Crudités, fresh, piled high and swaggering
From the market, bought this evening.
Thrusting carrots, earth still clinging,
Crisp cos, perky peppers, piquant roquette,
Rude red radishes, cucumber firm,
All in...

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He lay upon her bed, his slender face
supported by one palm that cupped his chin.
His other hand turned pages in a book.
He’d come there to...

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City lights lure souls streaming by,
giving steel and brick a fresh face.
For only the young can supply
the mortar that holds dreams in place.

Busy roads form...

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Wet warm juicy fresh
                     ...

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oh to live a life
beneath your full potential
to know there is so much more
you could have done
said
more that you could have bled
to give others life
oh,...

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A sizzling hot pancake metropolis
   Kingsize of all market places,
   Every mystery is salable 
   The wind and shadows...

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My country formed in violent revolution over the taxation,
Of sugar, tea, and stamps from mother England.

My country enslaved with a narrow vision of traditionalism,
Drowning in...

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THE MONSTER

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The etiquette of the night stands by the curtain with contentment

Picture of crawling crickets hectic body of voters colored

The darkness of imagination manipulates to dark...

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