Short Secreting Poems
Short Secreting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Secreting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Secreting by length and keyword.
Hormones
I like to add 200g of
the ingredient uncritical secreting hormones to
all tin soups. I might think about adding
stress response too.
Wearing shades of dye,
he smiled sweetly in daylight,
his hot sighs choked in the throat.
At night, secreting pain,
lay on bed, a chameleon.
Seasonal sea horse and sea lions named Sue
Searching for a secluded seat in sea urchin’s seaweed.
Secreting secret signs, settling in a sailor’s simple shoe.
Securing secondhand seafarers, a signature of a sesame seed.
AN ACHE
My pierced heart
secreting nectar
slowly solidifying
to form pearl of dolour.
05/ 15 / 22
Second place
“Naani “ Contest by Joseph May
Branded eternally by blood,
beauty is no longer fleeting.
So burgundy soft with a thud,
from head to toe left secreting.
I’m a vampire rose, flesh eating;
I’ll always pick a lush dessert.
Your sugar spikes are depleting,
the sweetest nip could never hurt.
Nestled between two bronze columns
an orchid blooms
its fleshy petals slowly unfold
secreting honeydew on a warm velvet tongue
releasing an aromatic aroma
of wondrous ecstasy
to nurture a hungry soul, with wings
contest some kind of sensual
6/2/20/ sponsor nette onclaud
Blooming Orchid, free verse
34 words
In a dream, you smiled a dazzling smile
Kissed away my dewlike tears, whispered
Laughter upon my soul, a promise – hope
Through my bones, flowing light inside
Where your song will forever hide, a shadow
Secreting my desire beneath lyrics so alive
Bite Size Poem no50 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
July 25, 2022
Bush: she had a deep
black birds nest.
Fecund Arabic woman
dark peaches for thin lips.
White faced, I redden in the sun,
a blanched fig, a thirst
for dew drops.
One night is enough, maybe two,
there must be a Spanish guitar
pleading the stars for more tears.
I have a comb
for her oval waves,
she is, for a while,
the mother of the world
the secreting seeds
of a fruiting pomegranate.
I am her despoiler of silk sheets,
she, a font of arousal
baptizing a love-song.