THE BITTER BITTEN PITH
SOON DRIPS FROM BITTER LIPS
THE BITTEN BITTER WIND
SOON SINKS THE BITTEN SHIPS
Resuscitate my limerence
In you, in playful ignorance
I'm tossed up in a whirling trance
Lovesick I co-star.
Fantasy romance—our affair
My heart is trapped in your despair
Love's one-sided blockbuster airs,
and yet here we are.
1/20/26
I was bitten
I don’t know when,
I didn’t feel it, then
came the change~
awake all night; asleep all day,
even the moon would not say why.
Bitten by the bug
infection, results in love.
A pleasant outcome!
Bitten by an Iscariot snake
#blossommonyei
I trusted you, we had our fun,
Shared so much, thought we were one.
But when I needed you the most,
You turned away, just like a ghost.
It hurt so deep, I felt alone,
Lessons learned, a heart of stone.
Now I see who’s really true,
I’ll be careful with friends like you.
Though pain is real, I’ll find my way,
Stronger now, come what may.
Betrayal stings, but I will rise,
Building trust, with clearer eyes.
#blossommonyei
#liberiapoetry
#WeeklyContest
Liberia Poetry Association.
The closest arm strikes;
It injures with desolation
Instead of solacing:
Broken consolation.
The treasured lip bites;
It tears to desecration
Instead of kissing:
Shattered affection.
The chosen heart burns;
It sears to extermination
Instead of embracing:
Loveless affectation.
A certain surge
A journey unseen
Embracing response
Need and Desire
Write on
Moment was right
Didn’t understand what was happening
Inspiration expelled like an electrical charge throughout my entire body
Never felt like that before
It was like I was under a spell
Words and sentences transcended
Poet within
Bitten alpha became written
Word doors opened
Sentences were shouting the testimony
Honest and true
Anecdote notion
Bitten Alpha encouragement like a hidden portion.
Tightly closed, the petals warm
the autumn heart that summer lost ~
a blackened bud, once struck with cold
appears to others dead,
but burns within - a passionate soul,
and heart of bright and crimson red!
nasty rooster orchid chased me down in the feedlot
Took giant gulps out of my leg with his beak
I understand his name now I yelled to the hybrid king
"Gold Bitten"
delinquent minds
call the creative in
gold bitten terror bites
he thinks he’s a poet
she thinks of other things
not so equivalent
she thinks she’s a brevity
he believes he’s a harlequin
the point mute and hammered in
golden words delivered
shining against the banished burnished
flowing in the unleashed freedom
up from the depths
some kind of risen,
coldly removed, poetically bitten
unmistakably
apples rolled, stark competition
outrun, yet golden
monster
loved, and
monster driven
where did you come from beautiful?
the question derisive, velvet tones,
moss hidden
From the depths of it all,
she responds,
from the dead, risen
(LadyLabyrinth/2023)
terabyte.
"The prefix tera is derived from the Greek word for monster"...
brevity.
harlequin.
apples. ;)
A bag of spiders, two toxic frogs
Stolen, according to the police logs
I know this thief was none too bright
By opening the bag in broad daylight
A black widow bit her on the thumb
To poison she would soon succumb
Toxins infiltrated deep into her brain
Sending her loopy, she’s quite insane
According to all the medical logs
She’s as crazy as a box of frogs
Restrained for life on a psycho ward
Her sanity can never be restored
Strapped into a chair writing poetry
How do I know, alas the thief was me!
Bag of Spiders Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Matt Caliri
06/04/23
if you've a secret, please don’t share
no, not 'cause I don’t grasp, or care
but just know this of what you give -
that stain of what you trust me with ...
will ne'er be wiped, by wish ... or sieve.
~
Being the person that others trust with a secret can come at a high price sometimes, when, years later, you find you've become a reminder of that dark thing or shameful mistake they wish to forget. That’s what this poem is about - I’ve gotten so I no longer want to be a confidant, if it means that friendship won’t last. To some people, the past is conditional, and you have to respect that. ??
Poor Frosty’s carrot had unfroze
Quite useless for a snowman’s nose
It looked such a sight
Bending to the right
Looks like a limp ‘dong' I suppose
So frosty visited his doc
Said his carrot looked like a limp ‘sock’
It’s gone soft and looks pink
Kinda looks like a shrimp
Kid’s uploaded me onto tik tok
Doc urgently gets on the case
(Limp carrot cause he cannot trace)
He’ll make a carrot crutch
Which will help him so much
Soon carrot’ll be back on his face
The carrot gets wrapped in a splint
It stiffens, Frosty thinks that’s mint
Frosty’s nose now looks ace
Firmly back on his face
Limp ‘carrot’ just use the doc’s hint
For Barry thanks for the inspiration xx
04/04/22
Give yourself
A round of applause.
You did pull one over on me
And laughed at my expense.
Well-done, grasshopper.
Well-played, but you revealed
The tricks of your trade in the process.
The jig is up, Mr. Swindler;
Now I get to laugh at you
Reuse them again to snow me.
You regurgitate the same old methods
To hoodwink and entrap me.
Haven't you no shame?
You're as transparent as cellophane;
so predictable I enjoy mocking you.
You bit me once and broke my skin,
But now I see you've got no teeth!
Born yesterday, my eyes
Are wide open today!
There's no magic in your sleight of hand.
I've got your number, and you're out of tricks.
You've tried your level best
To inscribe "fool" on my forehead,
But have you checked yours
In the mirror lately?
*work of fiction*
Date posted: 07/28/2021
You move your body
but you can’t change your mind
To many broken bits
It’s your choice to waste your time
You wish and you want
to finally be fine
Penny for thought thinking
another glass of wine
You hide behind screens
Blinded by your bliss
Nothing could be better
Than your imagined kiss
A click and a flicker
Anticipation cloud nine
It’s just a bit of fun
You want a good time
Screen upon screen
they glow while you talk
Alien cyber moments
Clicking away the digital clock
You look at the door
While praying she’ll knock
She’s your fantasy fetish
the girl on Tik Tok
The images of sexy
Lust within the machine
You wait and you want it
the very next scene
It lives in the flickers
The bits and the bytes
Mesmerizing magic
Rising to new heights
Yet the feeling is empty
So you graduate to zoom
The need for more stimulus
The desire to consume
A watcher not a toucher
Witnessing blossoms bloom
All the while just a prisoner
There trapped in your room.
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