Short Unbuttoned Poems

Unbuttoned night dress
Playful kisses in the dark
One can only dream...

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plucked the wax flowers -
to unbutton the beauty
of eternal spring


22.03.16...

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During the cold as the trees button up
Spending time, finding heat unbuttoned
Your comfort to reach for in the night
Warming us up, frost standing no fight...

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There was no sound from her,
but that of rattling plates
and microwave beeps.

The hour was late 
as I sat with the dog,
one shoe off,
jacket unbuttoned....

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mind de-fortified
thoughts unchained
scattered voices drowned
feelings left unbuttoned
desires laid to rest
eyes shut forever
emotion of salvation claimed
climax of soul-ace...

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The focus of my poem is out of focus
Started out writing about this guy's psychosis
Then all of a sudden
My mind unbuttoned
Went down the path of penguins ferocious...

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A mammogram’s not what gals cherish.
The pressure is truly nightmarish.
But what if the guys
unbuttoned their flies
and felt the same squeeze… they would perish....

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Without a standard argument
What are  we ?
To juggle truth from lies
Remember your smooth sojourn
to Bath

The needless woe
of incensed rage
trumble the Lilies
cheer the Oxford boaters
oh to be English
while the guest speaker speaks...

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Across the broken howls of pride
unmatch the dawn 
She will be there someday
wisdoms sweet mandolin
ran naked through the fields
Unbuttoned  two as one
Pleading eyes whispers alone
Emotions stalked inside
Drunk on gypsy violins
we burn like you...

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The road of runes
The blackbird shrieks
Night befalls like my brother
The sequence is stet
from a lonely toad stall
Winding seawards
over mossy fields

Unbuttoned time
Old men craving
in ancient fields
emotions staked in mud
neon hopes fuse the last of day...

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Woken up uncombed
Felt a bit unclean
A shirt a bit unbuttoned
Looked a little green

Wanted to unwind
To feel a bit unchained
Ever want to have a night
Of being entertained?

Sensed I was unmasked
A shaking of the knees
Does this not describe for you
The feeling of unease?...

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As he unbuttoned her blouse
he soon  became aroused
She unbuttoned his shirt
and took off her skirt
He didn't know about her spouse

Then the doorbell rang
It was her husband Stan
He buttoned up his shirt
She pulled up her skirt
he  went out the window and away he ran...

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It was less savory.
The tibia breaks and you
enter into unbuttoned dress.

        *

The deviance was abusive.
I cannot accept the celebration 
of skin, unwrapping small Buddhas.

        *

When the fear recedes, I will 
move around the words? 
to seek the meaning.


Satish Verma...

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So low gathered these puffy hues
Like unbuttoned coat of the king
Ready to astonish all 
Bashed the cheeks of mountains there
And the roofs of poor and rich 

Amid the downpour, a kid
Like a lonely star came out
To nurse his crazy fancies
And gossiping with splashes there
But his mother wailing hard...

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The icicles have melted;
The snow drifts lost some height.
We took a walk this afternoon
To bask in late-day light.

My jacket was unbuttoned;
I left my scarf behind.
The birds were chirping gaily
For there'd soon be worms to find.

It felt not like a respite
But more like a proper end
As we bid farewell to winter
Knowing spring's around the bend....

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Across the broken days of pride
unlatch the door for the boreholes
Her freckles shine in the emerald sun
Her hopes are the same as yours
She runs
solace is what she prays for 

A veil of tears ponders
ran naked through the flames
and burnt like you
until unbuttoned 2 became one
eyes to eyes
catherine wheels they span
now everyday is a haywire alone



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locating my frolic
lost somewhere along the way
discarded among my happy-go-lucky
brazen swagger
with teeth gritted for effect
dealing with the dust and dream
looking for my sizzle to find
used to fit snug, like a
a patented soft leather glove
been told I look lustful
in my leathers
ahhh . . .
found my misplaced frolic
to wear with pride
feels so good
I allow it to be unbuttoned
exposing my glad...

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One Night.

The door bell,
Unlocked, 
Foot steps,
And a hug from a  back.

The whisper, 
Name,
Hands on my hip.
Make me turn around.

Face, red,
Hands around neck,
A play with hair,
And unbuttoned shirt.

Hand at face,
Eyes met,
Full of love,
With smile.

Soft lips,
warm breath,
A play,
Hot.

The flowing heat,
Trembling body,
Uncontrolled legs,
Making love.



(Inspired by MANHWA)...

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It was a dirty war 
of moat 
flaying the legs in emotional outburst.

No stings.
Only mandibles will do the job of chewing
on your dark fingers. 

Flat, the taste of milk: 
a synthetic formula to eat your entrails.
The plastic nose will smell the rose.

Unbuttoned,
message will bring the fishplates 
and birthmark of violence. 

Death has a cult of contusions. 
You bleed to bones
for illuminating the street. 



Satish Verma...

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Boys baked brown 
By a midday sun
Beating down 
On Indiana hay fields—
Taut stomachs, tight buttocks in sweaty jeans,
Unbuttoned shirts catching wind and showing skin
In the back of a pickup truck . . . 
You laugh 
When I tell you
My libido 
Can still be stirred
By the scent 
Of new mown hay.
Girl, you should have been with me in the sixties,
Before the fields were stripped
And that summer harvest
Was
Shipped
Out
To
Vietnam....

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Tiny glimpse of light
From the corner of my eye. 
Shiny shell-pink on ivory silk
Glinting against the grey carpet.
My favourite blouse 
Unbuttoned, wrinkled, 
In a pile on the floor.
 
Last night fills the room like smoke.
 
I climb out of bed on shaky legs,
Stepping over dirty clothes.
The board creaks in protest,
Fighting the unfolding 
Like my heaving chest. 

With trembling hands, I smooth the silk, 
Ironing out the wrinkles,
Careful not to let the buttons snag....

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ambrosia…
bosoms climb desire’s ecstasy,
flesh grinds, heated in juicy kisses--
lips mounting, nibbling
often pagan… quivering rose
succumbs to unbuttoned virility; wanton…
x-marking yearning’s zest!

afterglow...
burnt candles dissolve embers,
fondled groans heave
into joyful kindling...
lusty moon's navel offers
pauses--
quilt's rippled sighs trickling under
velvet whispers,
x-axis yielding zones.








Allright Poet's ABC Contest
Re-submitted  5/10/2020...

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