Long Chesty Poems
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Falling back in the womb of lone darkness,
Not willing to embrace life's bright spirit...
Whispering from conscious hidden abruptness
While growing claws to hunting like ferret.
One aspect darkness never silent is truth,
And it is the only aspect truth likes of darkness;
That shines bright lies to help light interpret Ruth-
Her selfless sacrifice for love is of willingness. ..
How long will it take to forget such care,
Roaming around sky's silent braod despair:
So grief-stricken cum insult,
Of when will there be result
Off probability what hope don't spare?
How chesty alerts,
Keep off while journeying deserts;
Only care asserts
Of the empty memory she kept of him,
Heartbroken yet never seemed a victim.
The Highland Princess
Berthed again
Freshwater Loch
Beautiful Highland Glen
Tranquil pined hillside
Log cabin picturesque
Captain and his dove
Lovingly blessed
As winter sets in
Snow falls so deep
This two in the warmth
In cuddled keep
Roaring log fire
Birch logs a sparking
Face to face
Their hearts a starting
The Captain stands up
And asks for her hand
As he leads her to
A room so grand
Large window they stand
Over the loch they view
He turns to his dove
Declaring, i love you
His manly hands
Undress her so
In her heart she says
Undress me slow
His dove unfeathered
Hands running down her arms
Torso caressed
Her chesty charms
Heaven reached
His hand grooming
As he kisses his dove
Her heart cooing
Four poster bed
Their impressions are made
Moonlight through the window
Passions played
Delicious whispers
In the ear of his dove
As they spoon together
Like a hand in a glove
Together in dreams
Heart to heart
Their next journey
A new start
"Love Me Or Hate Me" ~ Says the Limerick
I am only five lines written for fun
Mocking someone with foolish words of pun
Love 'em or hate 'em
You praise or condemn
A poetry form some call "hit and run"
Some think of me as inconsequential
To the haughty I am nonessential
It's a thought I refute
And would gladly dispute
Cuz nothing I say is confidential
I read Jan's limericks about Tess Tickle
But did you know Tess spent her last nickle
Buying new underwear
Cause she hadn't a spare
She kept leaking in some sort of trickle
Tess had a good friend with the name of Neve
Cheated by keeping aces up her sleeve
She thought she was smart
Until she got caught
That taught her it doesn't pay to decieve
And then there was the one they called Maisy
Made faces that caused her to look crazy
One day her eye got stuck
And she looked like a duck
So now everyone calls her Miss Daisy
There once was a gal whose name was Mary
Wore wings pretending she was a fairy
Then I swear on my word
She flapped 'em like a bird
And started singing like a canary
Heard them tell about a gal named Sally
Made money hanging out in the alley
But then she got greedy
With those who were seedy
It was curtains in her grand finale
I used to know a chesty lass named Pam
She had to tote them around in a pram
Then had an operation
A booby castration
I heard she now goes by the name of 'Sam'
Did you hear about the one called Yvette
She can't remember and started to fret
It made me want to cry
I can't figure out why
Umm.. umm.. I'm too old and tend to forget
I’m Sister Summer sizzling, in bouncy birth
sugarbirds outward bound in twanging sound
sunflowers stand tall on radiant dewdrop mirth
dragonflies settling on parsley, barley and mint
tanned faces blush in rosy scintillating glint
Shimmery beach daughters flout floral in daze
golden my rays stroke serene sea and surf’s turf
skipping on white sand, life without faze, I blaze
drink atemoya ambrosia, nectared is freckled fruit
following Sister Spring my chesty heatwaves root
After Sister Winter took you downward dark cold
my days hug halcyon walks and disco dances
I, Summer, savour bubbling bare beauty bold
expanding, entrusting streams of enigmatic time
leaps of courageous action I boisterous chime
My confident prayers sail across cypress trees
hearts beat valiant beneath wide sapphire skies
chrysanthemums sway in slight southern breeze
mercurial my heat quivers, rising hopes high
mystic saffron nights, I usher in Sister Fall’s sighs
Happiness heliotroped is favoured gorgeous garb
activations recline towards revelations divine
luminal light on Love’s mysterious arrowed barb
dynamic I expose sources of ecstatic abilities
open lucrative doors with powered possibilities !
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We cannot fight old age – So, when I get there… I’ll just embrace it with a big dollop of humour!! Quote by poet.
My decrepit body makes me cry
Growing old ain’t fun, I cannot lie
My bladder leaks, it makes me sigh
Pelvic exercises I will have to try!
I’m not so agile, I am way too slow
When I need the loo I HAVE to go
Cos I can’t control my urine flow
Pass me a nappy, I won’t say no!!
I piddle when I cough or sneeze
I’m chesty, got an awful wheeze
My boobs have sagged well past my knees
Do I want a new body - ooh yes please!
To hear bird song really loud and clear
I need a hearing aid for my deaf ear
Going totally deaf I truly fear
I’ll get ears checked again this year
My aching limbs sure give me gyp
Got arthritis in my knees and hip
No cure for wrinkles around my lip
Anti aging creams dumped in the tip!
I repeat myself, that’s no falsehood
Instructions can be misunderstood
I repeat myself, that’s no falsehood
Oops my memory is not very good