Short Concubines Poems

Burnished pheasant,
Repulsed by noon's bright sunshine,
Rasping brazenly,
Calls the plump hens to his side...
Hurry to him, concubines....

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It's totally amazing this great life of mine
It's almost the same as owning ten concubines
But wife Cathie disagrees
Insists it's a form of sleaze
To which I say pour me another glass of wine...

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It's totally amazing this great life of mine
It's almost the same as owning ten concubines
But wife Cathie disagrees
Insists it's a form of sleaze
To which I say pour me another glass of wine,center>...

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In place of joy 
Pain fills the soil 
Pretty or not,
The table is always for three and more

Fresh Lies
More concubines
You are fed dishonesty
In place of loyalty 

Pitiful sight
In broad daylight
All you see 
Is broken beings...

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Delilah's pleasures
Her head lain in Samson's lap
Blind, he grinds around

Concubines' treasures
Solomon's Playboy Mansion
Kingdom of idols

Bathsheba's gestures
Rivers and blood David stole
Hid to no prophet

Stronger have fallen
Your resistance is futile
If you compromise...

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Wealthy he was, but not healthy
Hundred of wives he had in his days
One thousand concubines he chased
Diamond and gold he bought to himself
To his wives, kids, and friends he bought jewelries 
Of all time cars and mansions he purchased
All these he had except but two little things
To the stature he had he couldn’t add a cubit
To his days on earth he couldn’t add a length...

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One part saint two parts devil
flavored with the fruit of life
mixed beyond recognition
moonless twilight starlight dusk
boundless and bonded with unconditional 
indifference and cumbersome concubines
to enter into my unstable abode 
shall bring malignant dreamscapes
and parted delights parted with kisses
my faith is embedded into thine heart
and left to rot 
poisoning the soul
and freeing the mind...

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Darest V.C. –
We all heard of the flute of the regency,
Tho’ it told of a few in the house-pital:
Yet we know it was the exordium!

Darest V.C. –
Tell the vergers of the gods,
The forest is expecting
The full exegesis of the gods;

She was heir to the heavy blows 
– The heinous death of the sons –
The mothers & the concubines sigh
For a loss of kindred tears,
And restless fathers hover in waiting forests....

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In my nightmares.
 
I see you sitting there.

Sitting alone at rivers edge.

I'm almost positive that you're dead.

Because you don't move inside my head.

Roses forming where thorns once fell.

He who desires but does not receive.

Conform to keep you inside prison walls.

Reality seeks fantasy in motionless stalls. 

As prisoners keep their concubines tied up in knots.



Thursday 5:30 pm   3/6/2014...

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A wife in each tent
My hearth a tenement
Fecund grove lofty sentiment
Cultivating each manicured accoutrement
Family tree planted in oasis of wine
Fertile sprouts a fruitful sign
Pristine shoots pure genetic thread to enshrine  
Concubines to further seed family line
Pods proliferating in an ocean of brine
Hybrid progeny status will assign
Grafted branches of patriarchal vine
Strong arm, domesticated wings to align    
Sinewy twine to encumber free-flowing bine...

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oligarchy reigns supreme
enslaves the masses poor
the corpses queue in single file
by score and score and score
Gehennas gates of tyranny
scream and bark again
And once inside the truth revealed
 the iron will not bend
the Monarchs and the Kings, rotund
gather for the feast
and glut themselves upon the flesh
of the burden bearing beasts
Satiated, smiling
they lick their digits clean
and pizzle whip thier concubines
their slaves and diamond queans...

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Courtesans and concubines
pristine ladies on neon signs
performing with pink panache
indulging in pleasures of the flesh
a rose-scented soft temptation
invoking desires and infatuation
crimson lights and skin like satin
inviting to a realm of forbidden passion
where sirens and succubae 
sing songs that satisfy
docile demons and superficial saints
peculiar clients with specific tastes
no judgements in our den of delights
only leisure and unforgettable nights...

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concubines of the highway march with wisdom hips hugging earth flowers of rain
strain of time rain in the window reborn of glass gods crumble to heaven
gold graffiti in stone sentinels on the edge of dreamless deserts
jack of hearts stallions spurs creaking doors saloons
pianos of war dribbling hitler stalin for the eyes
to blink mirages of salvation dying of thirst
echoing bibles the cloth blessed black
wings of conquest fanning screams
wrapped in blood born years...

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