In the next life if reincarnated
as a mayfly I am designated
it's good enough for me with nothing but fun
for twenty-four hours (under the sun)
until the race is run bonking here bonking there
I'll be bonking everywhere non-stop until I drop
"I love you so much."
"I love you so much," he said.
We kissed so deeply.
He had me lay on my back
Making love to me quickly.
If I were Hansel, you would be my Gretel. If I were Jaime, you would be my Cersei. If I were your brother, you would be my beloved sister. “You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much more pleasing is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume more than any spice!”* Alas, you never liked the fantasies of ancient incestuous hymns, preferring the realism of contemporary haiku:
okay, a quickie
but then we go see my mom
and dad anyway
*The Song of the Songs, 4 (9.10)
A lady quite daring and bold
Was dressed head to toe in pure gold
All of that glitter
Certainly fit her
For her charms were so briefly sold
A quickie
Just before bed
Ready for dreaming
And writing again
Blundering into Sunday and wondering
why so early?
And yet life is ablaze with the
light of these days
so I rise.
There's sleep in my eyes
I should have left that in bed
but I never,
washing my face instead does the trick.
Picking out socks thinking how
my life rocks,
if Mother could see me now.
A quickie in the kitchen
I’m quite a normal sort of person Ì do not steal and
only lie with passion. In the house, we lived in there
were two flats on the second floor, a lady rented a
room and we shared the kitchen with her. Yes, it was
not a place where the middle classes cared to live.
One day in the kitchen I was fifteen and kissed her
I put her face -down on the table lifted her left knee
on a chair pulled her pants down and in it went like
a knife in an over ripe melon I quickly ejaculated,
a geyser of semen ran down her legs she burped ale
grabbed a kitchen towel- her own – drying her legs
We did this every afternoon till my mother caught us
in the act and hell broke loose. I fled to the communal
bath-house which also had a swimming pool and stayed
until closing time. At home mother sat reading, she
looked up said I was disgusting. Five minutes longer she
said as to herself and with that woman!
Have a crazy brother-in-law named Dickie
At times Dickie can be rather tricky
At 90 years old
He's just been paroled
His crime... he asked a cashier for a quickie
© Jack Ellison 2015
Whiskey Quickie
My hubby and I went out on the town
We both ordered plenty drinks without a frown
Both ordered whiskey
Not Irish quickie
When night was over we both sound like clowns.
Written: 11/13/13
Theresa Marie W-C
His arm snaked round her tiny waist
She asked him what is your great haste
The glint in his eye
Needed no reply
Kids are out – there’s no time to waste!
19th February 2015
Dickens Had A Quickie Meal
limerick
Dickens had a quickie meal
And chilled out on a harp seal
Dickens was burping
The harp was harping
'Hey, you have not paid my hunch bill’
(C) Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
2014/12/03
Tide is high, tide is low,
Good days come, good days go,
Life of peace, storms of life,
And some dreams, dreams of mine,
Fly and die like bubbles
The bubbles have the ocean now.
They're headed toward the shore.
The navy cannot penetrate.
It seems we've lost the war.
What does life hold in store?
Robert Nehls 6-22-2014
Translucent mauve and purple on a strict medusian mission
In rhythmic undulation bubble-shaped to thwart suspicion.
Together they are swarming as they quiver with ambition.
They hide away the feelers – meant to help radar evasion
Infesting seas and oceans. It’s the jellyfish invasion!
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Paul Callus ~ 22 nd June 2014
Contest: Five Lines (A Quickie)
Sponsor: Skat A
Placed: 5th
beneath ocean waves
dreams of those who dream - simmer
waiting for that spark
to lift them from their slumber
in vibrant purple bubbles
David Mohn
-21 Jun 2014-
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