When poetry cannot convey
everything I want to say
I’ll swap her for another genre
~ one that features triple entendres
Categories:
entendres, fantasy, hyperbole, poetry,
Form: Couplet
She collects souls to be their shepherd,
to keep them — and their short lives — safe.
All moments, catalogued
in the chaos and cosmos.
She watches them thrive.
Her curiosity appears as wit,
sharp with double entendres,
an intelligence cloaked in playful tongues.
She heals wounds that leave invisible scars.
She wraps her mind around others’ worries
and offers another way —
a kinder path,
a pulse of love
to all the sick, grieving, deprived,
and suffering souls.
She is the world’s mystical mother,
matriarchal in her tenderness.
Her questions don’t harm — they heal.
She opens hearts like a spiritual surgeon,
then stitches them back together
with hope and dreams.
Her love knows no limits.
She sits as the universe’s mouthpiece.
And I love her.
But still I sit and reflect —
how, surrounded by voices,
she may feel alone.
And I hunger to be her voice
when she is calm.
She is ethereal,
like holy smoke
rising from a sea of darkness.
The light —
it saved her.
And it burns.
Categories:
entendres, devotion,
Form: Free verse
When Rico said, Thirty days will go by
and I’ll be forgotten after I die
I knew what I had to do
I’ll make a book for you
At least the cover will catch your eye
I decided to do this in case he croaks
It's a chapbook with his incredible jokes
Double-entendres filled with sex
At Kinko's-AKA-Fed-Ex
Obsessed with Vladimir's power, a hoax
Thousands of words it cost me some chen
Kinko’s gets it—they always have been
Lucky for Rico Leffanta
I have chosen the right fonta
At my source where they make things happen
Mana'o wau e ola mau 'oe
translation: I hope you live forever!
Categories:
entendres, appreciation, tribute,
Form: Limerick
“Don’t ask how
Be here now”
~~~~~~~
Double entendres designed to cast a spell
Leave the fear-haunted audience spellbound
Hypnotic words that rings in hearts no bell
Garners huge following by sermons unsound
‘All is within’, the godman shrieks, ‘go in, go in’
Those who donate offered grace one on one
They believe he has magic to cleanse heart’s sin
Too late they realise, trauma bonding is no fun
The world is full of such fake gurus and healers
We’ve reached a stage when we now fear freedom
Time’s now to align with love by prayerful feelers
Merely ‘be here now’ won’t get us to God’s kingdom
14-January-2022
Categories:
entendres, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Peroxide blonde and covered in petals,
Bleach kills flowers - She’s less softener than metal
A body rooted in pride, trying to run, Jackal and hide.
There’s some double entendres, catch them if you can,
There’s something about her, try to find it, you’ll both be damned.
To Cinderella she’s her own step sister,
Crying out for love, afraid of those who’d listen.
Just someone out there longing for a cause in existence,
Just someone out there, longing for a reason to stay persistent
Categories:
entendres, 12th grade, allusion, body,
Form: Rhyme
Bitter injustice, magnified ten times;
Shrouded deceptions, choreographed, in mindless delight.
Racheted vanities like destiny's climbs;
Nuances of regrets in the abyss of the night.
Double entendres of the dark phase of the moon,
Beckoning fingers of love's innocent couplets.
Of loves lost in the sizzling last days of June;
Sultry surrenders to surreptitious bullets.
O' for those moments of blameless indulgence,
Ere' couples kissed in the silence of night.
When love was of only the purest substance;
When ladies were maidens, and their man was their knight.
Give back those moments from the restless depths,
Steal from the shadows, night's innocent breath.
Categories:
entendres, deep, longing, love, night,
Form: Sonnet
You know, I've seen parts of you that I'll never see again, Like graffiti on a train.
Fleeting and mysterious entendres of myself embedded in you make it so hard for me to love them.
So hard to understand them, they just come and go.
I make haste to find beauty in the art that just passes by as we live through each other at the highest levels of bliss. And then its gone.
Every other time it's a different place, different train, with different art pieces. for some, none at all.
But what are my chances of seeing yours again? The parts of you that I saw in me...
Categories:
entendres, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, break
Form: Free verse
Casarah Nance has been posting some poems with wonderful double entendres in the titles - here is mine for her
Where would I be without my cup of tea
The humble tiny teaspoon is the one for me
When I want some soup I head for the cutlery draw
The soup spoon is nestled there – who could ask for more
If I am after a pudding I use a dessertspoon
Use it for my ice cream on a sunny afternoon
The tablespoon I use with my Sunday dinner
To serve up my vegetables it really is a winner
Spooning in bed – I do that every night
Arms wrapped around my body - it a sheer delight
Jan Allison
10th July 2014
Categories:
entendres, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
It is on this day
Into his elegant horizons
Where cirrus clouds are sprayed from sunrises and sunsets
Attuned within throat of violins
An example of his concave humanity
Preaching fond memories in baritone clefs
An embrace of admirations’ core within exhaled stanzas
Forcing trembled knees to stand against robe of Death
His double entendres know no bounds
My iridescent conundrums become resolutions’ pavement
As I grab aloe-coated tissues
Wiping joyous tears from his laughter induced statements
He pours wisdom in foaming, oat-flavored pints
While we relish in his charming, devilish wit
Slowing down a rushed humanity
Bit by luminescent bit
Yes, it is on this day
Where I choose to declare in Quatrain formed sentence
To the one that puts the “man” in humanity
An affirmation on why I bow in Santa’s reverence
©Drake J. Eszes
Dedicated to the almighty Jack Ellison and my 1st Quatrain!
Categories:
entendres, dedication, friendship,
Form: Quatrain
The dawn makes fools of us all.
It fills us half full like open barrel drums
left out in the rain. There's no excuse,
except to say: we stand
among crystalline mist, the yawning light
teasing us to immortality. We prune angels
with gravel and future memories in our pockets,
like poltergeist stars. Midday reaks of sweat to us.
Dinner--an inextricable film of causality.
At night our dreams exist as double entendres.
Only in the stretching illumination, the ensemble
of spectral waves and negation, are we
forever beings of suspension, beings of bent light,
constantly unable to know inelasticity, and here is where we live.
Categories:
entendres, growing up, people, time,
Form: Sonnet
Poet
When all around is quiet
hold me in your eyes
I will speak to you
In couplets and entendres
depth of heart words convey
I will share with you
Thoughts lovingly penned
your meaning to my words
I will accept from you
The poets greatest gift
set free upon this page
I will give to you
Stephen (Stoic)
Categories:
entendres, on writing and words,
Form: I do not know?
Ashes adrift in cold breezy whispers
Mesmerized Monday finally seen
So I sat here/there fingers achingly tapless over blurred keys.
Wetly wondering in salted moving air...
Clouds huddle together crowding for position-
avoiding the ever sinking sun
Welcoming darkness impatient in the wings....
Soon .....well soon enough words would dribble-
dropping double entendres in croissant swirls.
Darting and daring to form movements
creating caresses to shiver-
shudder tingle spine touches...
tuning vibrating space in distant time
timely distance
springing to spark the awe of appreciation
begging for light to guide them
Categories:
entendres, angst
Form: Light Verse