.
'tiz her secret
and stick'n
i'm
two'it
.
i found mine lips
softly step'n 'long
hern sheath
thuh short length
her neck
'long her shoulderz
down hern
gently trembling arm
'to her mitt's digits
mine grateful lips
with genteel
kiss'd
'til hern
(((latch'd)))
mine dome'z mane
with both hern
grips
command'n mine attention
'twixt hern hip's limbz
hern frenetic
coapt
..
I have a penchant for your kiss,
I kind of dig that hidden smile;
Look in my eyes there’s no typo;
Each moment I don’t want to miss,
Baby please let me stay awhile;
It’s so warm I want to go slow;
On whispered words I reminisce,
caught up in your gentleman’s style;
A drawl dripping with southern flow;
My heart hangs on a precipice
fearing I’m headed to exile;
Picante is charged with mellow;
Affinity for pure jesters,
dunked by desire that sequesters.
.
"okay
okay"
I were there
mine eyne
pop'd
i felt the heavy uv my
lower jaw
drop
he yell'd
"I won't lower the curtain
Quiet"
hiz voice sound'd
the crowded vestibule
only breath'd
and suddenly
without thuh warn
Flop
oh
my
my oh my
there wuz thuh "yuk" in the
anteroom
yet the rest uv us
gasp'd in marvel
i
for my part
marvel'd when I return'd
home
and
spill'd this here vision
such muse alter'n
pluperfect
lay'd bare
for mine fellow'z
astute critique
Barricaded in cellars
as falsehoods rock the landscape
Truth sequestered, fragments
~ devolution to the Age of Apes
Sequestered Thoughts
Haiku by: Tom
December 7 2020
Our sequestered thoughts
often become spiteful words,
impairing others.
Our spring arrived! Its welcomed rebirth, so
resplendent- yet, confined from it, are we;
together, home alone- nowhere to go,
ruled by a monster-virus we can't see,
dispatching fears of its life-changing blow-
God- bring us back to normal times- we plea.
April 20, 2020
Contest: Each Letter Threads The Verse
Sponsor: Joseph May
Rules:
Rhyme scheme: a b a b a b
Last letter of the first word of each line
begins the first word on the next line
Sequestered Thoughts
Written: By Tom Wright
8-10-2019
I sequestered some thoughts today at dawning,
Other days I’ve allowed these thoughts free reign.
But today, I’ve a tendency, to sit here yawning,
Nothing worthy escapes though I rack my brain.
Perhaps its a temporary psychological block,
Because the hour of night, has now grown pale.
Or the interrupting chime of our grandfather clock,
But most likely, It’s just that my thoughts are stale.
Then
I
fear
not your
fond and soft
tenderness, but you
bidding farewell without ceasing
so, satisfy me with the fruit of your care and warmth
I was insatiably famishing, predatory for your love- you nourished with ease
Now
I
am
seeking
more than life
can bestow with ease
I’m depraved and a feared outcast
sanctified yet loathsome, I renounce my high spirits
for I am a sequestered fawn uninhabited and denied in the grove of life
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1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 syllables / 54 syllables total
Date written: January 8, 2019
Contest: Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
This secluded epoch proceeds exceedingly.
This requisite delay, daily trudgery.
Amassing scores of lonely sunrises.
My reclusive heart concealed
willingly abandoned; neglected desire
awaiting my fate, a reunion
the one I long for.
Playfully I could give my heart to you,
Seduced by your soft body aroma,
So you may let it bleed in your desire,
Or keep it alive resting in your palms.
It knows it will beat only for your love,
Seeking moments of fulfilled ecstasy,
Raptures in lewd body movements;
Can I truly hold it within my chest?
Romantic free if it chooses to be,
In rhythms resonating with your heart beats,
I shall learn to let it slip as you call;
For you always sequester it from me.
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