Carnal Knowledge Poems | Examples

To Avoid Carnal Knowledge, Daphne Turns into an Oak

What’s happening is clearly understood.
Apollo has one hand around her waist,                                    
one predator, one quarry, interlaced.
He’s coming up behind her (which is good),
but she’s a tree (two lovers, getting wood!)                                                                              
She’d rather change her state than be disgraced,                       
preferring to be chaste than to be chased.
She’s choosing abstinence, above life's blood.
Is love a trauma, to be undergone?                                                                                                                                
Arousal something ugly, to be faced?
Should Nature’s process be looked down upon?                         
The carnal act, a tactless lapse of taste?
Or might the thing be ardently embraced?
We, formless fragments, merging in The One?

A Generation 2

We had Gumby
 and Pokey,
And Sanford & Son.
   We had Mark Spitz,
And Monty Python.

   We had Lenny Bruce,
And Chips.
   We had the Sex Pistols,
And A Ballroom Blitz.

   We had Martin Scorsese, 
And Happy Days.
   We had the 
Stepford Wives, 
And Roe VS Wade.

   We had What's up Doc,
 and the Rockford files.
   We had Gay Pride Parade,
 and I can see for miles.

   We had Women's Lib, 
And Emergency.
   We had One Flew Over
The Cuckoo's Nest,
And Mohamed Ali.

   We had A Star is Born, 
And little Chinatown.
   We had Jesus 
Christ Superstar,
And Foxy Brown.

   We had the VCR
And Adam-12.
   We had White Lightning,
 and Josey Wales.

  We had the Gay 
Rights movement,
And Dragnet.
   We had the Deer Hunter,
 and Stanley Kubrick.

   We had the Iran hostage crisis,
 and a Six-million-dollar man.
   We had Carnal Knowledge, 
 And The Stand.

We had the
 Mississippi Queen
And Tony Orlando.
We had Abba singing
about Fernando.

We had Mick Jagger,
And John Wayne.
We had Rare Earth,
And Fire and Rain.

   Turbo1904 ?

Spiritual Warfare

When twin souls peak in godly intercourse,
     love's neither then so deadly nor so baneful!
Invite another in like a Trojan horse,
     and the experience truly might be painful.

If torrid lovers can't forgive or forbear,  
     then carnal knowledge dies in hate and vice,  
as heav'n and hell disintegrate in warfare,
     and wanton lovers flee from wrath like mice.

Blind and Bound

For the life of me, and others all
How did people, heed that call?
Who cry; that faith in Christ if blind?
Would hamper freedom/choice of mind.'
Yet sonorous blasts on death and gloom
Were watched piecemeal in every room
So many put such, faith in flesh '
To me a challenge; although I'm blest '
Lord thank you for the others here 
Who still, stand strong g'ainst pure fear.'
We know of honeyed lies, untruth
The graphic claims no depth, too uncouth'
And from their filth they call out still
Would you become a minion?
 Can they break your will?

Intoxicated

intoxicated by entwined souls,
breasts beating, breathing
in the amalgamation of us.
trust in lips, tongues, stress
of otherworldly communication.

neo-occasion of bare skin,
slightly shy, surrendering
to the shift and slide—
sensuality played portentously…
innocence irrigated…
blind.

intoxicated by the itch;
you scratch
my back like a kitten.
my feet and knees
find your warm precipices
of carnal knowledge.
together we learn
there’s an inner universe;
exploration
of mysterious habitation.

in practice, in habit
tingling of dendrites
over and over again.
intoxication’s jealous—
jumps for joy
at your touch…
knows where your headed
north or south…

intoxicated by extremes,
the shudder of sensuality,
shamelessness of dreaming
in your bed, calling only
your name, stamped
with approval— our’s,
story comes to
a climactic conclusion—
Your Welcome.

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Thru Passion

Play music, can dance
Observe old body on floor
Shake the world slowly

Love is like a rose
In time it shines the world's heart
out of time it dies

Mountain brook sings songs
Like solitary reaper
None, but lovers hear

in the cage of mountain flocks
the elegant scenery of predecessor lives

in the waist of the mountain brook
the sweet melody of left love lives

in the lap of flowing river
the endless life of saintly love lives

in the blowing lane of autumnal breeze
the salacious tone of winter lives

in the sky-way of flying birds
the intoxicated mind of solitary beloved lives

None possesses time
It's independent, endless;
Wisdom- friends only

Alone mind builds up
Carnal knowledge of the world
Breathing minutes die

Life, death and knowledge
Anthem of world's existence
Weaving love passion


14.10.2020 Chattogram

Lust

LUST

flesh screaming of sin
found pleasures deepening skin
raising body heat within

escaping passion
carnal knowledge attraction
attaining satisfaction

volcanic fluxion
viral viewing  seduction
stimulating consumption

sexual craving
concupiscence behaving
eroticism enslaving

magic hypnotic
display actions exotic
thirst and hunger demonic




5-7-7 Syllable count

...can also be read backward~just saying


Music by Ariana Grande - 'Dangerous Woman'


Oct.15.2018
One of The Seven Deadly Sins
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh 


Placed 1'st
[7'th of 15]

Collateral Lamb

Thus I sail the sacrificial scabrous seas and touch tormented tides
Battle-scarred in the breeze and washed ashore where evil hides
The Sun regrettably retreats where malice mortals digressively dare
Walking barren saliferous streets where I live on a penniless prayer

The citadels of submission crucially crumble where they saintly stand
In their unholy cognition you are a slave to their carnivorous command
Embedded in stone my tangential tears will endure beyond the grave
Bludgeoned to the brutal bone by the unlawful carnal knowledge knave

Lost in oblivion my blood runs calamitously cold by the river's edge
Beware the Ophidian with sabotaging scales leaving you on the ledge
Deceivers of the realm punitive penetrators connivers as they clutch
They manipulate and overwhelm with their torturous tender touch.



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1 original, poem on the theme of abuse, emotional, sexual or physical.
Any form is acceptable.

Milo Minderbinder, III

Oh, you’re a club-tie glad-hand social climber
If e'er there were one, Milo Minderbinder
A meticulous craft, your quest for domination
Your smile so bowed, so proud of your lofty station

Your well-known carnival of carnal knowledge
A cornucopia of knowing carnage
The next home remodel, a newer, younger model
stole into your wine cellar, then uncorked the bottle

The old ball and chain got chained, and bald, and old
From divorce, then cancer, then down the six foot hole.
But none will sue when you’re under your newest Nun
God’s Son knew, nothing new under the sun

Skipping blithely through fortune’s emerald fields
Shh! Do you hear karma at your heels?

5/30/16
© Thomas W. Quigley

Revised 10/1/24
"Modern Sonnet"--couplet rhymes, loose with the metric feet

Unbreakable

THE browning Version
ET> Unstrung heros Premonition
Enemy of the State
Good will hunting
Mystery, Alaska The family man
Galaxy Quest Hook ghost busters
CARNAL KNOWLEDGE
5 easy pieces Last American Hero
WITNESS
High fidelity
PULP FICTION
HEIST
Waterworld The Big Lebowski
GO TO WHITE CASTLE---DEAD PRESIDENTS
   the scarlet letter
       Nixon
3,000 miles to Graceland
   Luke 11:9

The Accidental Sea

The accidental sea
See how it washes over me.
How the waves struggle against the shore.
Leaving the sea far behind in its wake 
The clouds are beckoning them ashore.
The moon pushes them on even further
What secret knowledge holds it in place?
Kiss by kiss you uncover its secret
As we then partake in carnal knowledge.
She glides over him like a butterfly on its first wings.





 
The accidental sea.
See how it washes over me.
How the waves snuggle against the shore.
Leaving the sea far behind in its wake 
The clouds are beckoning them ashore.
The moon pushes them on even further.
What secret knowledge holds it in place?
Kiss by kiss you uncover its secret.
As we then partake in carnal knowledge.
She glides over him like a butterfly. 
As the moon watches over them from her perch. 
Watch how the waves snuggle against the shore.
For dark are the secrets we keep.


I want to know which version sounds better.  1 or  2. OR, Should I combine them? I wrote them Wednesday night  3 / 4/ 2015

A Former Fool's Sin and Lasting Lament

How the thought of her smiling, sick, rude face
     repels me. What ever was I thinking?
My time lost in her sickening embrace 
     was loathsome, base, gross, foul, vile, and stinking!
O, why gave I myself to one so whorish?
     So eager was I to love; young, naive,
and simple, I failed to see then how boorish  
     she was—so blinded was I to receive 
her. In hindsight, I would undo the past,
     and remain forevermore a virgin—
pure, and chaste! No shame's in that; but the waste
     of not reserving myself was my sin.
For me, carnal knowledge came at great price;
I've learned my lesson, and I'll not err twice!

Fingers

FINGERS

An ultimate reach to the tips of desire,
That heavenly touch
Overrules the mind, sets afire

Salesman, preacher, teacher,
All circle, point, sign,
Being quite unconscious of their design

Fingers may travel a path of their own,
Having shape, body, joints,
Purpose down to the bone

And when all that’s left is final reflex, 
Warmth, carnal knowledge gone,
The very tips will bid adieu before one moves along

Dave Austin

9 Toes

9toes

The bloody 9toes needed boots,
Cos he had just nine toes,
Big toe in the back wheel had slipped,
Push bike has caused his woes,

got him for carnal knowledge, Merle,
But all he dug was dirt,
Riding the ten bob, dollar, Shirl,
Poor will got bruised an hurt,

Later on he went way north,
To get another lady,
The bridge crossed was fifty feet below,
Got airborne flying maybe,

Cunnamulla fella, buried him,
The local ladies wept,
Nine toes had now crossed the styx,
And Charon was perplexed …

Don Johnson

Secrets Beneath Sands

Seemingly mystified presence; 
Beholds every treks atop; 
Blase art thee, earth born; 
Stepping unchalantly o'er; 
Bias thereupon my worth. 

Traditional emblem certain; 
Upon thee a carnal knowledge; 
Restored o'er me by strength; 
Unity of earth and sea; 
pillared faith of existence. 

Hence the merry rings; 
Patiently waiting in vials; 
Sands and sand becomes one; 
Grooms kissed brides; 
My unifying existence. 

Turbulence comes with peace; 
A reminder against disorder; 
In deserts my dessert; 
Every chaos for ignorance; 
As I depart with the storms.

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