Lipped Poems - Poems about Lipped

... "It was a beautiful whore of a day", he reasoned, "maybe she will have even less on !" The little band of misfits garnered the stares of mall patrons as they ran as fast as their puppet legs could......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One of the dumbest things we were ever taught was to write what we know. What we know is usually dull. Remember when you first wanted to be a writer? Eight o......Read the rest...

...Walking on eggshells Tight lipped Uncertain of every word spoken Least the tempest Will be released Roaring Waves splashing Wind storm blowing Boat rocking Turquoise water fa......Read the rest...

...Lethal kind heart, your fingernails like morganite daggers sharp enough to stab my heart from the hearth that you warm As long as you still light it, my breathing bellows will stoke your flame, wh......Read the rest...

...slowly, softly he paints each phalanx, gently a pale shade of nude pink the shade of opening conch shell silky inner lipped later, not much later, he slips them into hi......Read the rest...

...I remember when love spoken plainly conveyed all manner of hidden agendas hands instead of tap dancing keys unlocked a body of work stroked skin melting into sultry deep pink summer sati......Read the rest...

... Close up, one eye is pinned against the lens of a freshly sweat-slickened microscope, while the other eye winks; equal in effort of support, they strain to penetrate the thickened surfaces o......Read the rest...

...A thin-lipped nun blows her whistle. An acre of concrete ground stops playing, acting-out our brief make-believe lives. Reality is a cold wind chewing at pale knees, gray shorts and blue skir......Read the rest...

...The first time I saw you - there - Sophisticated, warm-blooded, And for a kiss, you blubbered - Barbary lipped, presenting the bill. If I'd snuggle up, you'd cover me in fur. Coo-ee! A real l......Read the rest...

...Return to Orion My return too Orion, on an endless promise with no "best before" i reach out. I chose the colors of transit, from the pallet supplied; Violet over blue, deep grey fuelled by ......Read the rest...

... Memory still anoints them, glowing in the ashes of childhood. The cypress trees in the parkland at the end of the street. Tall, knotted ladders to the heavens where a child’s outstretched han......Read the rest...

...Drowning seas in eyes with rising moon in lipped up skies. The night is waking up in shadows of moonlight in arms of seas embraced. Eyes don't dream at all only the seas rise to dreamy ey......Read the rest...

...A cut-throat razor is being stropped. A chin lifted, neck extended, a soaped throat exposed. There will be blood, not in the close shave, but on the keening blade of that singing stee......Read the rest...

...Three delicate night faeries Lighter than firefly dew Flickering in the meadow Beyond the ocean blue Showing us the way To secrets unknown to many I heard one of them whisper My name is Penn......Read the rest...

...The teal peels as it submits to gloaming, and a round lucidity exposed abroad. As the alien brilliance shines far away, the maneuvered view is being cast. 'Tis dormancy that exacts dark......Read the rest...