Short Slouched Poems

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Premium Member Womanly Wile

As he is making love to me he has the most loveliest smile.
He is slouched right on top of me, as he gasps all the while,
Giving into my every seductive womanly wile.
Form: Sijo


White Noise

Slightly slouched sleeping in my sitting chair
Static sounds screaming on screen
Wake me while watching me

To Caleb my 7 year old who challenged me to write a poem about TV
Form: Kimo

Park-Way Of The Georgian Period

O'erlapping this present slouched
With that stately time
Heel-struck of high-ranked nobles
Their ladies, a-chime
To be what of, had enriched
What of, had refined
Through its visuals, ambience
In soul so inclined.
Form: Rhyme

Rain's Eloquent Sorrow, Unheard When

Rain's eloquent sorrow, unheard when
Youth's surge was proceeding
More impressionably wrung out of
A subsequent heeding.

Talk, once run-related, spluttered
In meaninglessness about
Struck of, when night-slouched, prints for
Loneliness leaves no doubt.
Form: Rhyme

Diamonds In Hell

If you ever find yourself slouched on the world’s perfect riddance
If, somehow, all the air that’s stayed with you are smokes of cigarettes
If you know that you have fallen into the hands of hell, blazing with fire,
Flickering like live wire, 
Seek further down the path-
Intrude further down the core-
For there is no question, 
How diamonds find derision, isolation and hell
As places to score a flawless sleep.


The Final Fight

A young girl sits
on the stairs and cries
gaping at the round
dark circle coiled around
her mother's eye.

Her father
having slapped
the puzzled cat
is now slouched forward
on the sofa.

his half full gin
swallowed by
the shoddy carpet.
There's a hole

in the bathroom door
the size of a fist.
She knows the time
to leave has come.

Frail as parchment;
walks slowly up
well worn stairs;
opens the nightstand drawer

Joyfully exploring
his loaded gun.

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