Short Bedsheets Poems

All are cheating beds 
Lying sheet to over cloth
Telling bed cloth to bed sheets...

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single bedsheets
flapping in the wind
her heart on the line



posted on June 11, 2018...

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Fatcat,
Hairy nuisance
Sprawling over bedsheets
Crowding limited sleepspace with
Blubber....

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in a rut
no, a trench.
pulled under like Ypres or Verdun
walls held up by bodies of dearly departed.
we gather here today because we have to.
so chew the dirt from fingernails, 
swim this mud sea.
six feet.
draped flags,
bedsheets, tablecloth rags
set the places.
mines flower on this grave....

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Your bare form would have the Devils' on their knees.
Your sculpted model makes my heart freeze.
As the sun sets below the fiery horizon,
The inevitable lust in me rises.
As though you were the only star
That could make me forget my scar.
The silk bedsheets haunt my thoughts,
You were the only thing my memories brought.
...

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Clusters of Days beneath time,
 chapters of deeds it contains.
 Bedsheets of deeds, bias, fair.
 Looking through the window,
memories of walking with Hades.

 Dancing not, a little more with juvenile sculptures.
  polished under the blades of aberration, 
  I greed for more feat, looking out for a new race,
 smiling more at the mirror of appointment....

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Dark red rose petals
Ruby red sexy lipstick.
Silky red bedsheets.
Beautiful redhead.
Laying sexy on red sheets 
Rhapsody in red.
Red lips need kissing
Turning passionately red.
Red valentine treat!
Sexy red night gown.
Sexy skin under sheer red.
Kissing flushed red skin!
Go all the way red.
Both get in the nice red bed.
Red passionate love...

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Basically,
     bashful
     brownish
     brazen
     bugs
     besotted
     by
     bubbling
     blood
     browse
     between 
     bedsheets…
     best
     brief:
     better
     banish
     before
     bedtime;
     beware
     body
     bites!

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Contest: Tautogram Poems
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Placed 3rd
© 26th October 2019...

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Darkness moves to cover the clouds and sunlight,
Twilight arrives suddenly changing daytime,
Blissful moment motivates rest  and clubbing,
                     Ready for shower.

Bedsheets laid to retire to sleep with pleasure,
Cruising slowly ,going through foreign regions,
Danger reigns as wickedness blooms all night through,
                     Time not sufficient.


OLUSEGUN AROWOLO

CONTEST:"SAPPHIC STANZA" sponsored by Craig Cornish....

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Singing birds outside my window
Every morning, merrily twitting
Purple tulips when I open the drapes
To let in the light; it pours over my face -
Except when the neighbor is on his mower,
Motor grumbling, closer and closer,
Bedsheets hide me as I curl in a ball, this
Evil noise is ruining my wake-up call! Eventually, the
Roaring subsides, and I’m revived, by nature’s reprise


9/3/11

Received 3rd place in "Fall is Around the Corner" contest...

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Clawing at the doors

Windowless shops barrage

Their straight images on printed faces

 

Bedsheets of yesterday grope

Seamless skin wondering

About moods and ruminations

 

Clouds unravel before they start

As thin toast barely starts the morning

The urge to shift settles groundwise

 

While gypsy radio pulses truncate

Asking for your improvement

And glide away before you start

 

I'm settling in the thick skin of dirt roads

That I know wind back around to the same path...

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