Short Invitingly Poems
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my eyes in capture
her curved undulations
graced by Kaapstad's sun
invitingly she beckons
caressing hands lead to sighs
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Imagine a snow scene,
icicles and ice cream,
immense hills of candy,
invitingly handy,
indulge in gingerbread,
inhale treats and don't fret,
ingest in heavens spread.
2-25-17
They gave me a paper to write upon,
it was invitingly smooth and blank,
they handed me a pen,
that wrote smooth,
from flank to flank,
but I had nothing in my mind,
so the paper remained blank.
I love bluebells,
I like their deep scent,
the way they jingle invitingly in the spring breeze,
their delicate blanket patchworked by trees,
brief but bold blues against verdant greens, sparkling with white anemones.
This year I look at them and all they are doing is reminding me of the colour of your eyes.
He extended his arm and held my hand,
Invitingly for a romantic dance.
I didn't know to,needed a magic wand
He asked me to give him a chance,
Gripped my waist,I fell into a trance
And made me stand on his feet.
The music playing was ever sweet,
Our eyes sparkling,fiery bright,
With every step so perfect so neat,
We danced, showered by glittering moonlight..
Words get lodged in my teeth,
a dentist has actually extracted a few.
My optometrist
wears her glasses like lingerie,
invitingly, and for a reason
known only to my libido - most sensually.
She goes fishing in my eyes.
with her bright penlight.
Once she stumbled over a word
she had never seen before.
My brain quickly put on its blindfold,
caught unawares.
Collated papers filed and the bills paid
as the kettle whistled invitingly.
My son’s laughter drifting in through the window—
I have forgotten to close the billowing drapes.
A sempiteral tableau.
An ephemeral scene crowds in:
The loud curtains tucking at my memory;
my son’s voice trapped in distress.
The kettle whimpered as it boiled dry—
old papers flutter in my periphery …
Reluctant as I was to choose
the blue cheese crumbles looked invitingly blue,
a little moldy, I guess perhaps
as the crumblies fell from plate to lap.
I scooped them up unseen
and put them discretely on my salad beans.
Then as I picked up my fork
there appeared the strangest quirk
as the blue had blended into the white
much to my delight
and with each savory taste
I enjoyed the cheese I used to hate.
Heat intensive day are gone
Winter waves invitingly
Bright sunny mornings- bid a warm adieu
Dreary winter smiles- as it arrives
The brightness of long summer
Now become short cold filled days
A new chill fills the crisp air
As leaves drop gently down.
The colors of fall are displayed
Like an artist painting a canvas
splashes of color dot the landscape
Creating a artistic and magnificent view.
9/30/13
They gave me a paper to write upon,
yet gain,
it was invitingly smooth and blank,
even now,
they handed me a pen,
another pretty one,
that wrote smooth,
from flank to flank,
again and again,
but I had nothing in my mind,
that was coherent and formed,
ashamed as I was,
of keeping the first one blank,
this one I filled,
with whatever I could from my mind yank,
and waited with bated breath,
to see,hear the written paper's death.
Her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me
She licked her lips and nodded her head, invitingly,
From that moment I was a true believer, you see,
Her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me,
I knew in that moment our love was meant to be
That love at first sight is more than a possibility.
Her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me
She licked her lips and nodded her head, invitingly.
written September 24, 2021
As often as humanly possible I tried to put her out of my mind - Sometimes I
could achieve peace for a few hours - or even manage to sleep through the night -
It was the only way I could function and go about the daily business of living
Did I still love her - or had I come to hate her - I could never be sure - She was so
beautiful with those luminous mocking eyes - That mass of blonde hair - Those
lips that could smile so invitingly or pout so easily
Form:
An open window smiled invitingly,
she laughed and slowly crept into his room,
he slept on unaware of pending doom,
she smiled, her fangs a scary sight to see.
She softly stroked his face and kissed his throat,
he didn't waken as she broke the skin
and lapped the spurting blood that flooded in,
so sated that her form began to bloat.
Unseen, his wife was watching, grinning wide;
the vampire saved a former battered bride.
written 18th November for Constance's V (vampire) contest