Short Engorge Poems

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i would gladly go hungry
on a full stomach
for you
i would just as gladly
engorge myself
on an empty stomach

to satisfy myself

maybe one day
we can both dine
on each other's bones

and live again
this time everything will be new

© Cheno Achimal  

a satiric
spunky sperm
twisty tippytoe
through the
outdoor civilization
renewing fairway
to engorge
prospect goat
recasting stubble
noninfectious vibrational
hubbub pyrophobia
luridness hallelujah


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 3–9, 2026)

© Marc O'Brien  

BECOMING MEAN


Ingest, absorb
ASSIMILATE.
Detest, Maul, engorge. 
	REGURGITATE.
Revenge fueled aggression
Testosterone and hate.		Never caring at all
Becoming the bully		-	Blindly intimidate.
Familiar Aggression 		family taught
Household hatred 		just the way I was brought up

© Joel Thornton  

Gain 
Ravish 
Envious
Engorge 
Desire

Greed
Lust
Use
Treachery 
Temptation
Overdo 
Neurotic 
Yearn

Pleasure
Rapture
Innocence 
Desire
Euphoria 

Wicked
Rage
Anger
Temper 
Harm

Explicit 
Need
Volatile 
Yearn

Long for
Umbrage
Spite
Tyranny 

Sluggish
Lazy
Oaf
Torpor
Hinder

© Stacy Stiles  

The soporific sound of rain
Falling on the shingled rooftops
Induces his subconscious brain
to summon id with every drop.
The instinctual impetus
craves immediate primal need:
vitality that flows through us
tonight the innocent will bleed
to quench within a burning fire
that’s required to tame his soul
forever damned:  a vampire!
that roams and stalks celestial
darkest nights for unfortunates
to engorge their blood to excess.

© Albert Ahearn  

Her embedded dialect,
Savored

I become a speechless stanza,
Craving her conjugated inhales

Hopped up grins,
Engorge momentary lapse of pre-judgments

Grandfathered seconds pass my retinas with
3rd eye epiphanies, 
As she encroaches my textured tomorrows

How do I fly upon this gifted morn
When her lily-coated grins placate my Gaia wings,
Without uncertainty’s scorn

How do I breathe new breaths,
When her articulated verbs
Conjugate my silence

…

©Drake J. Eszes

© Poet Tacito