Short Hot Stuff Poems

its burning up
this hot stuff
I must say
ITS A
hot day...

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I'm Fondue of you
Kebab, satay, souvlaki 
Grill same as Marriage...

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gently a breeze stirs
a scented satiation
the ants arrived late

©6/23/2022...

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My neighbor sometimes sleeps in the buff
  I'd give you more details if she were hot stuff...

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you wake up
you  get a cup
its that hot stuff
nots off thr rust
make you wink 
and blink
its the
THINK DRINK...

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its a taste
don't go to waste
its wake me up
must have a cup
of that hot stuff
its my  tree
to have a drink
and until am pink
i
LOVE COFFEE...

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A glance is enough - She is hot stuff

It is love of a fashion - This steamy passion

She bites off his head - So he is dead

A mantis is born - The next dawn...

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When cooking some stewed plums and custard
Distracted,  I ended up flustered
They tasted so weird
and sadly I feared
I’d added a dollop of mustard!

Fiction write!!

02/01/18...

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Does Not One Poet Understand


      We are on this earth to love and listen.
      Not with pomposity to walk, thinking...
      our poems are hot stuff that glistens!


                     12/10/2021...

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He had opened
His second resturant
'Dehlcious
After his first
'Mak Tohal'
His book was sellimg well
'How To Flavour Curry'
And his TV show
'Byriani Like Nani'
Was hot stuff,
So he thought he had
The ghee to the world....

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You never made me wrong.
Nor ever thought of yourself as creative,hot stuff!
I do understand, why you are my only 
kind of man.

You never had ALL the answers.
Just were one hundred percent you.
And that is why, one day in January,
I most willingly married you!


                  3-24-2022


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A poetess thought she was such unique, hot stuff.
     Disposed was she, to writing in the buff!
     "What's so wrong with that" she huffed.
     I told her unequivocally, in friendly puffs:
     "Doing that, in your front window is arrestable,plain, dumb, stuff!"
      
            

                        2/23/2021
                            ~2~...

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Coffee at 3 a.m. 
But why?
To dunk the cookies.
Are you sleeping?  
Are you on your meds?
This is irritating.
Shut up!

Loud stupid infomercial woke me up.
Slicing. Dicing. Chop. Chop. Best carving tool in the world.
Only nineteen, ninety-nine.
Damn!


So here I am, drinking coffee at 3 a.m.
Prudent to on one else.
Does not even make sense to me.
Okay, maybe a bit I decide as
I reach for my next cookie to dunk in the hot stuff....

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The essence of Rondeau is rhyme 
as space is circumcised by time,
yet rhyme alone is nor enough
for line and meter can’t be rough
to craft your poem line by line.

The second stanza helps refine
the heart of your poem sublime
and make your lover gasp “hot stuff!”
The essence of Rondeau.

At last to sestet, do we climb
verse which does your poem define
so let not fear your pen handcuff
press on your scoffers to rebuff.
Now for your opus, bells will chime.
The essence of Rondeau....

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