Short Lounged Poems
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Ladies lounged in his light,
fanning the flames of overheated desires.
He, the slick poser, the bad bronco
oiled his parts while he cantered past them,
whipping his buttocks
in a most convincing manner.
A scare lounged deep within the hall,
As shadows danced along the wall.
A piercing ray cut through the night,
Yet filled the air with chilling fright.
A whisper stripped the place so bare,
But left a deeper dread to share.
What beckons , as blows
Before time this boat?
This longing for to be
As lounged in; a-float.
Desire; as a force!
Know it to be shared!
Therein, and face to face
With one, sweet. My fate?
Leaning as passionate;
As willow-ensnared!
I would like climb mountains again
And to hear the laughter of friends
Waking each day knowing it would be OK
It wouldn’t matter that I lounged away
Each thought that I feel
I would know is the real deal
And what would it matter
If our plans were idling in chatter.
© Paul Warren Poetry
"Off this bank, captain
Or any other
To face, for no troublous sea
What's skimmed cosmically
Push, gently now, push.
'The Beguiled Dreamer' ".
World's fatigued, fed up
One voiced, and hoarse, plead.
Late eves, who sink otherwise
Down and deep, reclined likewise
Plushy lounged and chaired.
As sound tides recede.
alluring, captivating, enchanting she
lounged on the island at edge of the sea
stay away from her, cautioned sailors to Lee
but he steered his sailboat up to her knee
Her lamenting song was a lovely melody
her scales shimmering, all could certainly agree
Lee was entranced, hypnotized by this pretty she
which delighted the siren, known only as Wee
Breezes blowing through her auburn hair
Reminded me of seashores in faraway places,
Those times we lounged in an afternoon lair
In the most God-forsaken primitive spaces,
The best times of our life together, I swear.
Written October 9, 2022
[dedicated to Deborah]
Submitted to "Bite Size No. 53" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
The short haired calico cat
Came through the doggie door
Having no idea Ashley lounged
Inside 'pon the floor
Ashley spied the short haired cat
The cat springing into alert mode
Voila' the chase was on
With lightning speed
They were in flight
Flap, flag the doggie door explodes
Then just a tiny flap
The Chihuahua just loves
A good chase and fight
Who knows what it is??
Ha!! Ha!!
The North Pole life can be so hard.
Poor Santa longed to take a break.
His missus told him, “Off we go
to Florida. It’s for your sake!”
While he lounged by the indoor pool,
she vamoosed with a young masseur
in Santa’s car with all his cash.
This vicious blow he would endure.
He called Rudolph: “I’m stranded here.
I want to be back home TODAY.”
Eight reindeer dashed to Florida
to rescue him in his own sleigh.
The sun is long in it's shadows today
spreading it's virtue 'cross my living room floor
Generic beige carpet is suddenly enriched
with luxury touching each fiber and stitch
And here I'm lounged out -
with my eyes closed just thinking
about lion fish and their stiff poisonous spines
when suddenly sunshine lifts cracks in my lids
and turns them to colors of fresh oil slicks
I dream.
This day in winter is exactly what it should be
Hello to the Tropics and hello to me...