Short Whet Poems

Whet raw emotions
Love
Lord...

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On piano keys
my cat scratches THe keyboard
 whet claws, sans music...

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Had she and I whet our appetites 
discretely we'd not need to leave lights 
on while we two commit 
what, I have to admit, 
is one of the biggest tourist sights....

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They say it's French
but it feels more Machismo to me.

You know, that firm lushness
creamy smooth smushiness
moist but not too much
to whet appetite

for more
avocado....

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#9
Chocolate kisses
And vanilla hugs whet my
Appetite for love.


*Note: this is number nine in a series of 182 haiku/senryu, one written and sent each day for 182 days (six months) to my lover....

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Snap my lonely stem and
Amputate my denied attachments and
Discover the life that drains
From an open wound.
Oozing to the earth it will 
Whet the desires of worms,
Each wondering why tears
Taste so much like pulp
From a pale and oddly shaped
Pumpkin....

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from the ridge line, with the mountain breeze
among saguaro and mesquite trees
a lone rider spurs his horse
and from a distance lassos my heart

not riding off into the sunset
he has a thirst he needs to whet
in the valley the oasis waits
drink your fill, drink your fill...

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I, at the sea
Bid to have a see
Heart out, I to be
Amused the bloom I see

The hues whet the sea
Too radiant for there to be
Peace, I draw to see
High-down cascade for me

Kawachi Fujien the heart see
To my hands drawn to be
In my arms lay to be
As one our sea we see...

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December 12.2012


The scales are balanced, great joys ,vast heartache, deep rooted love.

Age withered appetite ,no food, nor travel desired, memories rekindle want ,but not drive.

A weekend with Hugh Jackman can surely re whet my palate, oh wolverine on high!

Brenda Atry December , 2012...

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Soup, salad – appetizers
  Cookies, cake – desserts

Appetizers to whet our appetites
   Desserts to satisfy them

But what if we served desserts first
  After the entrée, would we still
    have room for appetizers… 

Dispense with the appetizers
  There’s always room for desserts...

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There is a serious conspiracy
They want me out of the aristocracy
Born a plebeian, I aspire to be a ruler
They cannot stand seeing my cup, any fuller

They come for my henchmen first 
Then whet, for my blood, their thirst
I am going down, think they, without a fight 
Remember my day will come, keep me in sight...

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Pale shimmers break
to quake the morn
while night forsakes
all hidden scorn
that snakes away
when light adorns.

Horus blazes
an arc again
lofting praises
that spark Amen
symmetrically
to whet my pen.

Advancing waves
won't stave my dance
since braves made slaves
by chance advance
with godly calm
to prod romance....

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There is nothing hotter than a sexy brain
A one of a kind
The bigger the better

With swagger

Nothing titillates more than stroking genius
Sending ripples through the psyche 
An ignited muse invoking rapture

With inspiration and seduction
Sliding hand in hand dear

When my mind is whet
You penetrate 

I quiver




9,22,17...

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One death 

forgiveness, death
you once promised me an eternity 
give back my breath
you wicked whet
you once promised me an eternity you lied
I beg for forgiveness life
not but a stolen kiss shall darkness make
there is the only belligerence
death forgave now, alive


8/14/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©...

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What a grate dey it is
Sonny whether and awl
Let's wring in Spring Brake   
Thyme for fun, half a bawl.  

Cum on, let's get aweigh
and lei on the beech
reed books by the serf
sea and bee scene.

Wheel watch waives bye the peer
Whet hour feat and hour tows
Ewe just mite meat Mr. Write
Theirs a chants, who nose?




Written on 3/23/2015...

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We had a taste of snow today
To whet the appetite,
Reminding us that winter’s offers
Pack a little bite.

I wasn’t really ready for
The season’s full-course meal,
For sleet and ice and zero temps
Don’t hold that much appeal.

But just a little palate tease
Was wake-up call enough
So when the second course is served,
I’ll not call Nature’s bluff....

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Midnight moonbows whet the lake;
Halo whirlpools swirl and swirl.
               A little boy’s paper boats
               Spur on his dreams, near and far.
               Set their course, they will find her
And in turn she’s christening
Panlike path of make believe.

5/14/2020
FINISH LINE IN SEVEN Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Theme #2...

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Wit works well
Tough times tell


Some seem sad
Mull mind mad


Charm crafts calm
Prize pure psalm


Dream deep daze
Move mind maze


Watch words write
Choice crafts cite


Love lines leap
Taste time trip


Sense sure say
Pique prompt play


Wear worth wise
Pick posh price


Wise words whet
Sign swift set




Leon Enriquez
11 July 2017
Singapore...

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She taps upon my windowpane
This nubile vixen, this spring rain
Enticing me with moistened kiss
To join her now or be remiss

Thus, does she whet my appetite
Awakens me at dawns first light
Soft sounds that bid an ancient soul
Come join me now and be made whole

So I arise as barefoot boy
Her warm spring kisses on my face
The tearful melancholy joy
Of moments I let time erase



©11/9/2022...

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Great Horned Owl challenged Great Gray.
Northern Saw-whet flew away.
Snowy Owl decided to stay.
Mouse scurried, afraid he would be prey.

Northern hawk took bets that day.
Black-capped Screech thought it was gay.
Barn owl got highly into the fray.
Farmer’s gun scared us all away.

We will have a duel another day
Great Horned Owl said to Great Gray
When he said it he dropped his prey.
Juicy rabbit hopped away....

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Wet warm juicy fresh
                                                            First kiss anticipation
                                                              Whet my appetite

                                                           Sixth grade pucker up
                                                  All seeds pits pulp skin and core
                                                            Tasted like tennis balls...

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Tomorrow is uncertain,
So celebrate today.
The possibilities await,
Like pastries on display.

So choose the one with most appeal
And take a giant bite;
Perhaps its pure deliciousness
Will whet your appetite.

For life is unpredictable
So while we’re here, indulge.
The future holds a question mark
That no one will divulge.

We cannot know from day to day
If we’ll be stressed or thrilled,
But if our choices satiate,
At least we’ll feel fulfilled....

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As speckled trout jump in dawn's early light
I cast a fly to whet their appetite.
And flick my rod, stripping line from the reel
causing hungry fish to lunge for a meal.

A cold river current gives rise to mist
but all such annoyances are soon dismissed.
For I hook a fish that's wild and headstrong
and it attempts to drag me along.


(Rhyme)


05,09,2019
photo #3
Free Verse or Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper...

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Sunshine smile,
it Arctic enamel glows
Crescent grin tropical — 
Antarctica guile

A bright yellow corona skin
is so cold-fusion tan Chernobyl
As Dictator icy wind snow blow,
Democracy curvature bend

Creamy sweet coin promises 
of a silky, tubular tongue
Hanging from a lip bung,
monkey climbers can’t resist

Swing blade lo Banana Republic Appeal, 
it’s a Tyranny meal force fed
Gulag sweet fruit flavor med 
has a sick-o whet, ill monkeyshine feel...

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Your flower petal lips are carnivorous,
ever-ready and always famished; 
I long to be what will satiate you,
leaving you all swollen with desire;

Ever-ready and always famished,
I’ll lead you to blissful exhaustion;
Scorching’s kind of what I’m into;

I long to be what will satiate you,
as we eagerly satisfy each other;
Blood tends to whet an appetite;

Leaving you all swollen with desire,
careful what you bait with that trap;
A fly can also be a bit menacing....

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