Long Braless Poems

Aphrodisiac (18+)

 We got beaten by the rain on our way home
Looking so wet and feeling cold all home alone
She is not my bride and I'm not her groom
She is not my girlfriend and I'm...

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The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo
by Michael R. Burch

For all that I remembered, I forgot
her name, her face, the reason that we loved...
and yet I hold her close within my thought:
I feel the...

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Nineteen sixty-nine
By Franklin Price
5/22/2019

The year was nineteen sixty-nine
A year for change and to adjust
Had just returned from Viet Nam
Was alone, without much trust

Married when I went away
January sixty-eight
Received “Dear John” on April Fool
It's a long...

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I am recovering my mojo, though I have almost no hair
That damn Chemo stuff took it away, and one day it was not there

And it really did fall out in a matter of days
Almost comical...

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Get me inside quickly and as fast as you can, 
please turn the time travel dial to September 1963
Get me to a post office in Washington, D.C., 
so I can send an important letter to...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

Read More

AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH

(To All My Friends There And Here, 
Then And Now)

On the bald branches of the lightning 
That avoids the dark earth below;
Around the nipples of the October rain
That pamper the thousand lips of...

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Tragically enough I had too much to drink that night,
a night of fun and no responsibility in sight,
the freedom of a teenager seemed so wrong yet right,
as we cruised through Detroit so I was filled...

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Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork; 
windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and
an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overalls.  

No clear link between their tools and their linguistic barks.
Babbling as they dance around the wheel rim popper
Until a clean, white skinned maiden walks through the swinging doors.   


Check out the hottie in the lobby! yells some charming shark.
The blond goddess, wearing a braless tanktop and white summer 
pants draping seductively over her buttocks, stands behind her twin brother.   

Used tires, her brother ask the young Able Man by the broken kiosk. 
"Hey Boss" the young Able Man shouts as he steps toward the girl. 
The young Able Man offers the girl a bottle of water, which she declines.

An older Able Man escorts the boy deeper into the cavernous warehouse. 
"It's cold" the young Able Man says to her butt as she walks away and
then his shoulders slump as if the bottle weighs a ton.

This modern young caveman, a grease-smeared untouchable to this filly,
furrows his brows until they nearly meet over his nose and 
realizes he can never touch the likes of her....

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A Pet Peeve

By: Olivia Rodrigue

A smile that reeks desperation
A mascaraed eye batted intently
Your falsified figures and fancies
Undermine others of my generation

To think that a woman is only
Aesthetically valued and won
Is a peeve that’s been maddening...

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From tiny gals with itty-bitty bippies
to larger ladies with super-dooper droopers,
we curse the “men” who design underwire iron maidens.

My “pointers” don’t bounce
(as a friend observed),
so why submit to torturous braziers?

I’m glad they don’t droop –
makes...

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Each morning when I take my walk,
I see a sight which makes me gawk – 
A woman, in her seventies,
Whose breasts are swinging in the breeze.

Well, not exactly – there’s a blouse,
So there’s no cause...

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there was a girl named Alice
preferred to write while braless
 	wrote poems by rules
	while wearing her mules
her fingers were getting a callous

the contest rules were too hard
needed written by a true bard
	she wrote anyway
	hoping that...

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KEEPING ABREAST OF THE SITUATION


A lady's out doing her shopping
She's braless, both boobies are flopping
V necked dress, not the best
Cos out popped her right breast
The nipple display was eye popping!

I observed this today - ...

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