Spring Sexy Poems

.

     brrrr
   to     bone 
     thuh
 may'z wet

 purty gray
 ...

Read More

Oh April
I hear you tapping
Tapping on sweet Spring’s back door
Running through the streets after dark
Undisciplined, unchaperoned
Chattering in a fledgling nest
Peeking from behind softened soil
Basking in...

Read More

.
                 ‘Twuz uh hot
     ...

Read More

Easing the panties down off of a cutie
Provides a good view of her natural beauty

With delicate fabric then out of the way
That play field's clear...

Read More

surfacing in spring
	a spotted salamander ~
		subtle seducer...

Read More

Your beautiful vanity will resurrect the weak
Growing emeralds changing landscapes by the week
The pitiful old man couldn't see past obsessive bleak
His white canvas now serves...

Read More

One himself as Spring
One as Summer
The other as fall
One bragged about
Winter.and several as
All!
None understood
The whole ball of
Wax.
The Everything
The All
Knowthing before
And
Knowthing after
The way
The truth
The light
The All!
In...

Read More

One himself as Spring
One as Summer
The other as fall
One bragged about
Winter.and several as
All!
None understood
The whole ball of
Wax.
The Everything
The All
Knowthing before
And
Knowthing after
The way
The truth
The light
The All!
In...

Read More

Bounce, bounce, bounce, pounce, the tiny bug doth trounce.
From flower, to peddle to blade he jounce.
A salacious Salticidae, announce.

This, jumping spider, you cannot denounce,
nor deny...

Read More

            In this elegant, emerald Spring.
        ...

Read More

It is 1970, spring, and I am dazzling.
Wearing my favorite white and red zigzag dress.
I know I look amazing.
My shoes are to die for; large...

Read More

bullfrog serenade
puffing up his image
a still pond ripples

John G. Lawless
5/17/2021...

Read More

I have a lot of questions
questions
questions
he repeats
slowly swinging
and dancing
on our creaky screened porch swing.

Radiant
in fiery ginger godliness,
mind centering omnipotence

He is so far ahead
of answers,
I feel...

Read More

Sex 101
by Michael R. Burch

That day the late spring heat
steamed through the windows of a Crayola-yellow schoolbus
crawling its way up the backwards slopes
of Nowheresville, North...

Read More

she wore the sonnet as clothes
and was naked to all that saw her
she spoke in perfect diction
and pranced around to have all
who wish her well...

Read More