Prudes Poems | Examples

Losing Face

One may see puffins and parrots
any hour of the week
both birds bear a big colourful beak
the former pelagic feed on fish
and live in large colonies on coastal cliffs
tho' monogamous collectively breed as a bunch
but with renown as the Atlantic sea clown
in Iceland several are served as lunch
the latter arboreal primarily frugivorous
toco being by far the largest
are opportunistic and occasionally omnivorous
to a few prudes it may seem unseemly or rude
and yet if they stick around they'll later get down
as their chicks are seen to hatch in the nude
these avians may fly high in the sky
have the same such things as two wings and legs
and of each species the female lays eggs
but that's where similarity does stop
one puffin can do more than toucan do
in more or less of a day
after mating its pecker turns grey
and without waiting its bill it will drop

Gets in the Vehicle

"Hey buddies. so what are we doing !"

Looks around and the clique has snotty faces on,
pedigree pinkies in the air. "You are not one of we, 
the beautiful approved ones. You are uncultured and that's gross !"

Whatevs, go .... ........ !

(Junior follows them to camp and 
pisssssssses on their campfire !)

Satisfying, takes a plug of tobacco and spits on their 
jelly clog-Birkenstocks-for snob hill gardening-
before they lasso the noose and hanggg me high !

Worth it.

(Disingenuous Anglish prudes gather in their jerk-circlejerk...circling typos and chanting to Mammon...
We call upon the forces of the Upper Middle Class and beyond. "Get these Wal Mart shoppers looking for bargains for the poor out of here, they are not the "beautiful ones"...")
Bows to the beautiful ones.
All hail the clique ! Click.

Extroverts With Attitude

While not for prudes this girly stuff,
    It's skinny dipping in the buff.

    11 / 17 / 2021.
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    From my poem  Skinny Dipping.
    10 / 15 / 2019.

We Kept the Coat As a Reminder

We Kept the Coat as a Reminder
She was gloriously nondescript
Her eyes glazed over with a crusty face
Pink eye? We asked each other
None of us knowing
We are not doctors

She had a headache
But no one knew
We could not have guessed
And we did not care
Recognizing this, she kept silent.

We let her into our Sunday School Class.
Her coat was smelly, mothy, old and ragged.
Two women ran to get their coats before hers met the rack.
I thought they were rude.
No. I knew they were rude.

They have been rude a long time.
Two prudes.
Two rude sister prudes.
The stranger stayed the whole time.
She did not look over at the two prudes.
Not one time.
She left being as nondescript as she came in.
We never saw her again; but she left her awful coat.
We keep it as a reminder to try to be nicer next time.
In case she was Jesus in disguise.

Kale

by Wayne Wysocki

I'm eating kale to slim my waist
Lord knows it's not because of taste
It took some while to appreciate
The leafy green I love to hate

The fibrous queen of super foods
Can satisfy nutrition prudes,
And comes in leafy shapes galore:
Curly, Tuscan, dinosaur

For variation I can gnaw
This crucifer sautéed or raw,
Just as is, or baked as chips,
A smoothie blend to please my lips

But having said all that, I'll add
Too much of anything is bad,
And I've been craving, as of late,
A change of greens to grace my plate

I now peruse the produce aisle
To find the foods that make me smile
It's time to choose my next big thing
Like watercress or collards green

I'll greet my new nutrition trend
And say goodbye to you, old friend
Kale, we've had a lovely run,
But now my time with you is done.

Skinny Dipping

Hot nubile maidens in the nude,
    All extroverts with attitude.
    Curvaceous figures well endowed,
    Slink down the staircase heads unbowed.
    Provocative, with open arms,
    Displaying all their female charms.
    While not for prudes this girlie stuff,
    It's skinny dipping in the buff.
    Cold water soothes their suntanned skin,
    And cools their ardour deep within.
    Their wild antics, may go unseen,
    As night- times darkness shrouds the scene.
    But they forget security,
    Captures them, on c.c.t.v.

    10 / 15 / 2019.

All You Newbies

All you newbies, a warm welcome to the group
Sure hope you enjoy your stay on The Soup
There's a couple of weird dudes
On the whole, we're all prudes
Though sometimes we say words like pee and poop!

Like a Lighted Match - Hot and Passionate - Definitely Not For the Prudes Here

My heart burst into flaming love

Burning  memories there forever

Your touch branded eternally on my spirit

I've breathed worthless air until you

Now I sit here missing you

Trapped within this mortal existence

This oxygen continuing my loneliness


Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Copyright © 2015 Robert William Gruhn

Michael Me Man

Michael me man, a warm welcome to the group
Sure hope you enjoy your stay here on The Soup
There's a couple of weird dudes
On the whole, we're all prudes
Though sometimes we say words like pee and poop!


© Jack Ellison 2015



(Michael Tor of course)

Like a Lighted Match - Hot and Passionate - Definitely Not For the Prudes Here

My heart burst into flaming love

Burning  memories there forever

Your touch branded eternally on my spirit

I've breathed worthless air until you

Now I sit here missing you

Trapped within this mortal existence

This oxygen continuing my loneliness


Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn

Nude

N othing should obscure what nature did intend

U nfortunately on clothes most of us do depend

D ivine is how I feel when I'm in the buff

E nraged are the prudes that don't, that gets them in a huff.


For Andrea Dietrich's Four-Letter Words: An Acrostic Challenge

Tattoos

A two-legged canvass
in crimsons and blues
dragons ginormous
and suchlike tattoos

Diamonds and rare gems 
that shimmer and shine
flowers on long stems 
with sleek strokes and lines

Exciting ones hid
in crannies and nooks
all that's forbid;
condemned by the Book

Exposed on the outside
pleasing to prudes
on out-of-sight hide
erotica and nudes

DELYSIA HENDRICKS

Then

Then, was a lot less adversity
 Then, you just can't compare
 Then, was common courtesy 
 Then, people they did so care

 Then, there were less prudes
 Then, people got on together 
 Then, a different set of attitudes                                         
 Then, we'd never say never

Then, was more fashionable
Then, seemed more classic                                                                                            
Then, was more memorable                                                                            
Then, I think was just fantastic

Then, time's were more sleek                                                                              
Then, was just way more cool
Then, I would say was unique                                                                               
Then, though now is oldskool!



inspired me by my other writes a new age, world in my eyes 
conversations with other people family friends ext 
also other soup members and of course current issues
some could probably relate to also  WRITTEN 0CT 2012

FIRST HALF TALKING ABOUT NOW AND HOW THINGS WER
THEN REEDITED ABIT CHANGED VERSE TWO COMPLELY

Do You Know That Many People Who Run Poetrysoup Probably Have a B---H They'D Readily Mate For Money

AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS OUTRAGED?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO IS FEELING CAGED?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS CONSTRAINED?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS RESTRAINED?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WITH SHACKLES ON MY FEET?
AND CUFFS SURRENDERING ME TO THUSLY BE BEAT?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WITH WORDS CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS AS IF WE DESERVE A VOTE?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS LIKE RUNNING WILD?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS BELITTLED AS A CHILD?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO WOULD STAND UP AND SCREAM "NO?"
ONLY WERE I TO DO THAT THESE PRUDES WOULD SAY "END OF SHOW'
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS FIFTEEN FEET FROM THE BRASS RING?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO USUALLY DOESN'T WORRY ABOUT A THING?
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN BE RESILIENT AND TOUGH,
AND CALL THIS SOUP'S CASTRATING ME AND IT'S BLUFF?
PERHAPS ALL OF YOU BELIEVE POETRY WILL MAKE YOU RICH
BUT DO YOU REALIZE THAT ON EVEN TELEVISION YOU CAN HEAR THE WORD B***H
                      FREE CEE

He Says

He says he is disgusted by gay people
and that he could never be their friend.
This statement cut me up inside like a 
knife and there was no need to pretend.
 
I just wonder how so much hatred could
come from someone like him?
Maybe it's because he's young
or has never witnessed a gay relationship
but is that really any excuse 
For him to banish one type of people?
Isn't this some form of racism?

I shutter to think how he will think 
later on in life if this is a reflection
of his thirteen year old mind.
Will he ever accept me?
Well that depends on if I tell
I get a stale taste in my mouth
every time I think about being judged.

It's not that I'm gay 
it's more that I'm not straight
does being in the middle 
mean I'm half loved and half hated
I get so frustrated when I think of these things
so unexpected was his disgust that it shocked me

I don't associate with these types of people
these narrow minded prejudice prudes 
but when it's your own nephew 
spitting out these injustices
what is his grown aunt to do? 
Should I judge him back too?

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