Short Wantonness Poems
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Chocolate
And warm too
Is how you
reach inside me
With your mystery
Swimming in
passion for your
role as my
nighttime hero.
Gazing into
my wantonness
I cannot breathe
Dark, tall
rough and soft
My fantasy.
it’s tiring this wantonness
an aching inside drugs can’t cure
its between God and I
only He and my girl
can lift me up when down
something to find
in these long days
like scouring the ocean floor
for a long lost pearl
Chocolate
And warm too
Is how you
reach inside me
With your mystery
Swimming in
passion for your
role as my
nighttime hero.
Gazing into
my wantonness
I cannot breathe
Dark, tall
rough and soft
My fantasy.
warm tropic waters
ignite crazed wantonness in
a mistress that strays . . .
pray you are not in the way
of this nasty home wrecker
Sept. 10, 2017
For the Hurricanes Poetry Contest of Julie Rodeheaver
Wind rustles her cover
whining of pups distract
wafting scent entices
weariness piques her need
weakness seduces her
wiliness picks her prey
wantonness her attack
©3/15/2022
In Search Of Prey Poetry Contest
Sponsor = Joseph May
adversity can be calmly detested
but you are unaware .
the debilitating comrade hamster
of unsweet transitorily wantonness
drenched in fanged firing
is motivated by your silken salvation
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 27–August 2, 2026)
When wantonness elopes the green
a blaze of colour occurs
stretched far into the day
The reciprecent celebrates
the elopers attention
The golden hum of bees pervades
along the meadowed stretch
as young lovers discuss
their two tired options
like pebbles along the sycamore bridle
Who goes on his way
As glad unto sad
Has met you halfway
World, acceptably.
Not summer's nor winter's
But autumn's child; he.
That would explain it!
Through quick shifts of mood
Pushed this wantonness
To flinging things about
Was, intoning a squall
Heard. The year throughout!
Lustful eyes, feral their intent
Base instincts holding sway
Until we grant God’s love consent
Wantonness is our way
We may choose path of life
What avail, needless strife
Be a child, with bliss rife
Soul decries
Lustful eyes
03-March-2022
Quietus
RANDOM CREATIVITY.
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cadenced
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a
radical
mechanist
memento
to
savour
stimulated
&
serviceable
with
substantive
silken
symmetry
in
tense
text
touchingly
torn
,twilled,
undeservingly
unaware
&
vanquished
by
wantonness
A sweet disorder in the dress kindles
In clothes a wantonness; a stole about
The shoulders thrown, a fine distraction; an
ErrIng Lace, which here and there enthralls the
Crimson Vest; a cuff neglectful, ribbons
Flow confusedly: a winning wave (note)
In the tempestuous petticoat: a
Careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a
Wild civility: does more bewitch me,
Than Art when too precise in ev'ry part.
A white space
That holds endless limitations
A tear stained letter
A comforting place
To make you all the better
A blank page
A sea of words
Of wantonness you want to purge
Set among the shadows
On the edges of white
A blank page
A chance to be
In a spotlight upon a stage
To let your dreams run free
And let them lie upon
A blank page
That holds endless limitations
Unspoken rules
To be followed or broken
I am not fit
to love or contemplate
the meaning of a
palliative fountainhead
synonymous
with winter longingness
enfolded by
sudden wantonness
of scorched earth
in summer
which stems from
a strength I lack
derivative of vulnerability
exposed to the point of
frigid fragility
being how recently
I supper alone
unable to stomach
such weakness
your absence has shown
to crave our collective
still perfectly fit
Only on full moon does my essence
find release,
When the blaze of moments infects
my hunger for raw wantonness...
Gulls skitter on coastlines
and reel overhead
Their croons heralding night's ebullience,
Until my limbs twirl unceasingly
For an endless tempo
of wild bohemian dance.
Living in the Now,
my body- soul races free
Like chants of untamed prayer
welcoming eve's thrill almost sublime.
You gripped my hips, not my heart
you stoked the fire on my lips, sent me sprawling through an abyss
and left my body tangled in sweat drenched sheets
alone.
you wove a wrathful web of wantonness, slid your sin down my throat
and left me with a searing thirst,
emptiness.
you filled me, lathered me with bliss, coated me in a sheer veil
of yearning for boundless carnality,
Salacious.
And now I’ll never find soothe again.
A word for the wise I wield awhile
Whether the weather whacks or whoops
Walk with the Word and not with the world
Wield your weapons of warfare and
Walk off your worries and weights
To walk this wearying widespread way
Watch your wears off wretched wrongs
Wave away warped wantonness and worthless wiles
In a while with wings way off from this wilderness
We will wake without end in white
With the worthy ones in worship