First picked Summertime cherry
Dew glimmer marble blood clot
Taut fruit platter embitters sweating cheese
Liver pate shivers jiggle jelly
Nepenthe Mountbatten hidden chicken
Lays a tablecloth festive
Red checkered rewashed faded
Season with sea swell returns faithfully
Sickle slender silver moon smile harvests
Follicle forests expanding to full
Bright verve verdancy bursting
Peril of temporal balls
Metered to melt before resuming build
Knife blade moonbeam ripens the coming crop
Basket bulge fibrous beckon buyers’ bids
When the ceremony’s over
Feasting has ceased, linen’s off
Pink penned love letters are scrunched up thrown out
Reform engorged nightcap warmed moon omen
Sun demurred eclipse naps, menopause opaque
Unborn bends branches for Mary
Dulia in bloom banquets
Written for Contest: Seven Ten
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Categories:
menstruate, cute, loss,
Form: Verse
Julie tried every diet known to man
Weight-Watchers, Atkins, Keto, SOTA (State of the Art)
Low-carb, hi-protein, even vegan
Nothing worked; Julie gained weight
So she began to exercise madly
Which just made her menstruate late
Fed-up with it all, Julie took one last chance
She decided a starvation diet was needed
~ And she succeeded
Categories:
menstruate, food, health, humor, success,
Form: Rhyme
MISSED HER PERIOD
SO she called at dawn
By then I was around cloud nine in a certain lovely lawn
Her groans and tears were so loud to make me vacate sleep
When my eyes opened, From arm's length her emotions were so deep
So I asked, 'what are you doing here? It's late'
'I missed my period' she categorically did state
What? I fearfully asked
She said ' I couldn't menstruate
''I used to flow at least every day
But it's been week since my ink felt paper''
My eyes became flooded
Her emotions got her impregnated
I starved her of my contraceptive hands
Whiles I watched her in her idle state with my naked eyes
Now, She's missed her period.
She wanted to abort
But I said no to that future effort
So she was delivered of that beautiful baby
Invested me with an additional responsibility
My lexicon I ought to increase
For my words ought to be enough,
To satisfy both her and her baby.
Categories:
menstruate, baby, feelings, hurt, poems,
Form: Narrative
Within the wolves’ den, the women menstruate together as one. Bleeding and screaming. Hatred from nothing. The succubus has dreams too. Consuming all, hunger never ceases. The tentacles from inside their wombs reach out grabbing at your pocket book. You are now a part of the hive little drones, work till you die. Don't speak, for you can never out scream the mother beast. That all knowing oracle of man's despair. The wolves den breeds filth, Filth breeds filth. Your skulls’ added onto the collection above the fire place mantle.
Categories:
menstruate, abuse, anger, animal, baby,
Form: Chant Royal
COMPLICATED COMPLICATION
The complicated complication is so serious; I know you are curious!
This is so interesting it can’t be found tedious
Solomon is wise; the fool says he is a nerd
Wisdom is not relevant; let’s feed it to the bird
Oh! This is ridiculous; the pawn slaps the king a checkmate
This secret is confidential let thy mouth not menstruate.
Slept in silent homage to the creatures of the night
Oh! This is a mosquito bite but nobody gives a fight
Death got its own life on the edge holds the cliff tight
Sister is biased; she fell out with her childhood clique
To her, mother told friends are not just meant to pick
It hurts when it comes to pride; she left in a fit of pique.
Could it be the poor are so rich to call the rich complete destitute?
It’s so funny; he seeks to make a virgin out of a prostitute
The future is born; put the past in the glass casket
The tank is full; put the rest of the water in the basket
It’s absurd; the eagle can’t see clearly in such a panic
Could it be God and his angels are on a trip to hell for a picnic?
What else can be complicated than this complication?
~Lordvip~
Categories:
menstruate, confusion,
Form: Free verse
The morning is here from the night of passion
the sickness i feel, i tried 2 calm down I tried to chill
But I'm nausea in a deep thought your touch, I don't feel
I tried not to stress but how can I tell my man?
Will our relationship change
I pace back and forth praying day by day to menstruate
Our relationship is good i have no worries
but little did i know 3 weeks later
i still didn't tell him he have a little bate
a week later it was too late
After still keeping it in I met up my ex
which i thought will cover my story
but came to reality
the father of my child is you,
the one that took my virginity
2 months later now he knows of is child
the pain that i have inside cause he doesn't want nothing to do me
Why did i put myself in this predicament?
I should of had an abortion
I start to play fight i get a call
saying that you wanna be with me and our child
i let it one ear out the other although you were my first lover
i still wanna play fight doing thing that's crazy .......
...... Thought once again I wanna keep it but I'm unconscious
ooohhh no I lost your baby
Categories:
menstruate, life, loss, lost love,
Form: Bio