Negligee Poems | Examples

Realia

A poodle lived in her shadow,
it was not ill-treated, just ignored,
its matted form
wandered around the house
looking to be noticed.

The living room
was littered with her underwear,
discarded bras, panties, garters and negligee.
I had no idea
why these things all came to rest here,
scattered around her like that.

I was an occasional pal of her son.
Once she fed a pink baby
from her own white flesh
as if not even noticing us boys.

The soft upholstery of the sittee
settled around her
proclaiming her sovereign presence.

The poodle hesitated to enter the room,
knowing, as we did,
we would never be part of her kingdom.

Cabernet Valentine

“Cabernet Valentine”



Oh my sweet silent Valentine veins flowing life
Secrets are meant to be kept my obedient wife 

Luscious ruby mouth perked open for kissing 
Shouldn't be too many acrylics inside missing

Most special day of the year celebrated lovers
Jack-o'-lantern face that is loved by mothers 

You were stunning under your sexy lace negligee
If you hadn't screamed maybe you wouldn't be ugly

Silken raven strands stained in cherry hemoglobin 
Pink blush cheeks smeared in tears, eyes bulging

Ivory smooth porcelain milky taste surprise banquet 
Suckling any precious cell of Cabernet bled droplets

Scarlett pooling in pockets slumber is coming soon 
My darling cast your eyes ‘pon our starlit pale moon

With this dagger I placed unto thee sealing eternity
Draining remaining heartbeat writhing in burgundy

My quiet Angel sprawled over long stemmed roses 
A conclusion too St Valentine's holiday now closes


The Punk Poe…
   Always Be Punk…
Always Be Drunk…
   (On Poetry)

Fall Celebration

Lucia drowned herself in water fall.
Her negligee meant for a celebration.
Now, she’s swept away by her own tears.
Climatic are the heights of her despair.
In the throes of mourning, she’s defiant.
Fall celebration ~ now climatic mourning.

Plum Wings

Plum
wings,
plucky
is the strum
of love’s afterglow
With purple locks and negligee,
angel flew to hubby under sateen satin sheets
Lavender ruffling, at the midnight hour, had couple vibing in synchronicity

Valentine's Day Surprise

Bobby’s sweetheart loves red lingerie,
which he’ll give her on Valentine’s Day.	
     He went shopping for two.
     Will she bid him adieu										when he dons his cerise negligee?

Showgirl - Dystopian Poetry

this death will be the life of me
patches in the sky
we used to call them clouds
before the bombs went off
and canopied us in a toxic shell; 
the artist swapped his brush
for a brick
and threw it in tantrum
from a distance 
at some cheesy idyllic canvas
and despite our decaying teeth falling out
with clumps of hair and skin
you slipped out of your negligee
a little too easy tonight

Anticipation

Ooh, how he loved
sliding his hands
over the long silkiness,
the youthful curves
of his new wife,
over the negligee
before it rode up…
anticipation like driving a new car -
not comparable,
I know,
and at odds,
depending on
whether you are for the wife
or the car.
Ooh, how he loved sliding his hands
over the hood,
the caps,
the hips,
the back.
He loved the mirrors -
those on
the side or over the bed.
He handled his new ride with care,
the caress with smiles to impress.
The leather new, the scent
of Mon Paris Eau de Parfum.
He’s not a poet, notices not
the moon, sun or stars,
but he can feel his way
in the dark.

When Words Fail

The first glance
After a long awaited chance.
She, in her essentials, bare
So gorgeously fair
In her eyes, a naughtiness gleamed
More in store, it seemed
And so it turned out 
Oomph, beauty, passion- all a rout
In her negligee she stood, a red hot thing
Sending my heart & pulse racing
Leaving me stunned and agaped 
Words fail, just the image saved.

Ekphrasis Snapshot Leighton

A
flimsy
negligee
betrays her
shape-
an 
honest 
innocence
in becalmed deep
sleep.

Valentine Boudoir

Each year she went through a ritual 
preparing for his big night
she had been given strict orders as to how 
to ignite his passions just right 
the perfume was spritzed soft and light
the negligee warn low and tight   
but this year when the knock arrived at the door 
indicating his arrival , 
she sang,  "Good times are a " comin " 
until she heard a big thump,  
he died, just before his big hump.

Words Will Not Do

A Valentine I’d write for you -
short and sweet and true,
but I know you! Words will not do,
so I’ll cook you up a chicken stew!

For dessert, I know your taste.
My cookies will not go to waste.
Since I know you love to play,
the last is me – in negligee.

Feb. 8, 2022 for
Chantelle Anne Cooke's A Poem Crafted In The Various Lind30 By Robert Lindley Poetry Contest

Christmassy Treat

Adorned in her Christmas Eve negligee, on a promise for her Christmassy treat
Dog-tired Mr Claus, his mojo stuck on pause, left Mrs C feeling incomplete

Written 18.12.2018

Premier  Contest Your Funniest Rhyming Couplet 
Sponsor L. MILTON HANKINS

Verse Freed To Ekphrasise

FLAMING JUNE an ekphrasis
A
flimsy
negligee
betrays her round
shape-
an
honest
innocence
in becalmed deep
sleep.

After Frederick Leighton
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007

Negligee

i shook it loose from the box
the ribbon fell
satin
soft
long
would he gaze
longingly
at
this
honeymoon
gift
present
in the moment
fascinated
at
having
a
wife
he could take his time
his
whole
life

7/16/2020

This Rock, My Earth and Me

my Goddess entwines
love and the kind
of encouragement
worthy of Thor

on a pedestal of pure
Athenian marble 
she inscribes 
my tablet 

chipping away
a bit everyday
the imperfections
are revealed with time

molding this rock
as malleable clay
with the hands of a sculptor
divine

and with the patience of Job
in negligee
she polishes blemish
away

earth and life are symbiotic 
poisoning one destroys two
believing not betrays 
the host that takes an oath

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