I walked as a grey kid
lost in his own hometown streets.
When my slow mind
began to see more clearly
it saw brick dusted air
and a sunlight blotched with yesterday's scabs.
There were small parks in that part of the city,
where the shabby slept and fornicated,
a wilted grass
was dotted with used condoms
and patchworked with dog urine.
We thought it fine
to explore those sleazy acres
parents behind us, we running ahead.
as if we were discovering paradise.
The clouds would give way,
and a light fell upon this new world of ours
as if newly painted.
For a while, we kids saw each other as
playmates and not intractable rivals.
Later, back in the crowded reek
of the crumbling tenements,
we grew soul-blind once more.
We hoped that the God
we had been instructed to love
occasionally watched over us,
that perhaps once a week
He checked us all out,
from the far side of a city park.
Categories:
fornicated, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The magician is my own bodily templar
Weep not is i’’,me as if it wert me I,cried.is,the mathers,
A fornicated blessed oh how when me do is,so much, violet Firth, weep estrange one
Me is the kabalah, we me i see Jeffries, oh how me yet does be seek the,tarot
Be yes to loved me as did i met a.shawn,she,ask,whom dids’t he, how i wert tis
Shock me ohdear asdoes adragon isthe older shamrock. Dearishe i frater,me,meme i clear show
Frailties, todo else is the leader'he shew me my own,grown tau me worshipful pro,price
Averdition odd me how be,i,were these occult me, shew,memoderator,ship,tis,old,it,pale,hey,you.,be,i,bleak,it,istriangular,weep,not
Hell,hail,bestowed,myown,garbage,is,my,yankeedoodle
Aceremony,shell,i,weep,mebe,sold,must,e'magical'tools,
Esterick'me'oder'thegolden'dawn,weep'it'isnot'forcaster,weep'a'talent'myproctor'faceisit'yay'be'soldier
shewtisi''.belief'a'dream'tisi'meadirect'dracula,'hunt'itbe,shot,shock'bdrak'teachhypnosis
Categories:
fornicated, appreciation, arabic, art, assonance,
Form: Burlesque
Fornicated bliss
Devoured, unearthed, blinded
Tomorrow lacks sight
© Drake J. Eszes
Categories:
fornicated, life, lust,
Form: Senryu
A legacy fornicated with our horizon
An abstract painting of foreign tales
Many daring eyes attempt interpretation
Not long did their knees last before
eyebrows rose with a streak of mystery
caught within the silhouette of vanity
calendars of regret; vessels of blight
By Glenn McCrary
© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
Categories:
fornicated, life, mystery,
Form: Imagism
A silent trip to the past
The memory of a lost battle
A sign of weakness
Fake smiles surround us
Green slyly decorates the walls
Enclosed hospital
No way to escape a fornicated cage
A lunatic they claim
Needle into the skin
Samples of blood
Is she on drugs?
No caffeine
Afraid we'll go crazy
Talks of religion
Talks of theories
Talks of salvation
They don't know in what waters we lurk in
A cry for help
The uneasy stares
Checked upon every minute
'Watch out, they'll commit suicide'
Us, crazy?
No, only realists
Death is around the corner, why not choose when?
False stories
False emotions
We need to get out of this hell hole
Going away from that prison
A smirk on my face tells them they've been fooled
So long suckers
Here's to your false treatments
Categories:
fornicated, depression, teen, drug,
Form: Bio
September comes
Makes me a year older
I take colours of
The falling leaves
In my autumnal days.
See the mid-night moon
Of September sky.
How we fornicated
Till the early hours of
October Sun.
======================
Ninth place in the contest
The poem was originally posted on October'30, 2005 on the PS
Contest: My Worst Ever poem sponsored by destroyer)) Poet
Categories:
fornicated, nostalgia,
Form: Tanka
Snowy domesticated boudoir in chaste thrills,
Tempts passionate skills in the silky soft frills,
Inspires pleasure in incredulous fire;
Seethes in fornicated quivers of desire;
Tamed vigor engulfs perpetrator with glee,
As ecstasy trembles and seduces thee,
Naive indulgence evoke unbound raptures,
Entrapped out bursts to tantalize captures:
It is her foray of crushed sensuality;
He conjures the delighted brutality.
Categories:
fornicated, life
Form: Free verse
Shadow trails in liquid delight,
Meltdown slips over defined lifts,
Legs toss and ferment the nude rifts,
Eyes tackling passion dreams tonight:
Persuasion in check toes the line,
Frisk beauty with unsung vibes,
Silent pleasure leashes tides,
Tuned in pure fornicated bytes:
Hold her configured in ransom,
Slay the protruding globes pair,
Touch and covet misty bushes,
Wet play the twin uncovered lips.
Run the tongue crush and tap the node;
And delve into unknown desire.
Categories:
fornicated,
Form: Free verse
Beneath her rowing
and the *********** of my death,
springs an inspiration to
rescue that dark-haired child.
Within her smile lies
razor-sharp cobwebs of misery
and a heart full of impatient words.
Proud words that fornicated
with despair and expelled
only truth.
I want to be your saviour
and call you my kitten.
I'd give you red ribbons
and stationery where
we could interpret the crimes
of every institution.
Oh Anne!
Oh lost, tortured soul--
my hourglass tears
could never reach
your hand.
Categories:
fornicated, loss, love, passion, sad,
Form: Free verse
Contemporary suicide
Holding the hands that help us lie
I am in ruins past my grave
Haunting the world that makes me stay
The moon lights up my hunting ground
I sit here and thirst, then look around
Such unexistence through my eyes
Such lack of life, such empty prize
My fornicated reeds of loss
I’d open my heart, but I’ve been caught
Thorns deep inside this little hole
I’d open my mouth, but I’d bleed your soul
Can’t calculate the day I’ll leave
I know I have lungs, not why I breathe
We are domestically inclined
We can not escape, lest we not survive
Contemporary suicide
Holding the hands that help us die
We are the ruins past our graves
Don’t look around unless you want to stay
Categories:
fornicated, introspection, life, sad,
Form: Lyric
Survived by the whore,
which he fornicated with
several times
prior to his divorce.
Special thanks
to the bikers at the bar
where a large sweet tea
gets you unlimited trips to the free buffet.
I'm sure they knew
the whore well too.
His father passed on
well before his own demise,
eaten by lies,
greed,
self-absorption.
I'm sure the worms
remained lacking
of his tender,
childlike, lusting, flesh.
His mother
paid his way.
From Georgia
to Florida,
Alabama,
and all banks between.
She never knew his father
until after fifty years of marriage,
a prostate
and lung later.
He was laid to rest
August 2004
though he died long before that.
He's been spotted since
in Lowe's
aisle 3.
"Bubba" wispered
through a ghostly breath
but not passing from his world
to mine.
Categories:
fornicated, angst, death, father, loss,
Form: Free verse
September comes
Makes me a year older
I take colours of
The falling leaves
In my autumnal days.
See the mid-night moon
Of September sky.
How we fornicated
Till the early hours of
October Sun.
======================
10th place win
Categories:
fornicated, introspection,
Form: Tanka