silky sensual slick and slinky
gently and softly touching others
brushing society with the lightest touch
flowing with the river of expression
artistically pleasing, a swirl of shine
snaking into crevices of society
designed to sooth and comfort
those who are hurting or disappointed
with the most silky heart possible.
flexible to the maximum degree
oozing with love for others
showing empathetic in the form of silk.
Categories:
silkiest, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
BUTTERFLY Alliteration -
Blue, black, purple, orange, yellow
Why aren't there any butterflies flying by anymore
Powdery are their wings they flutter silkiest dust little like butter
why aren't there any butterflies waving by anymore
Don’t don’t come past my view points
Why aren't there any boring, busy butterflies flying by anymore
They lite on flowers after dew points
brutal, bad, bald,
bitter, brave, brilliant, bright
Why aren't there any beautiful, butterflies flying by anymore
Why aren't there any bumpy, bouncy big, black butterflies
come by and suck the nectar out our flowers, any more
Beautiful flown, flies the bubbly, broken butterflies whom flight seems not to fly by anymore
8/8/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Categories:
silkiest, adventure, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Alliteration
Blue Cheese for me toe curling,
The silkiest yummiest treat;
Bamboo Shoots send me hurling,
Their wafting the stinkiest feet!
18.01.06
Composed for Kevin Shaw's
My Blue Cheese Is...
Categories:
silkiest, appreciation, food, senses,
Form: Rhyme
I wait for the night when he enters my dreams.
Nearly can't breathe with desire so deep.
Marking the hours forever it seems.
If he can't make it home I might just weep.
Donning my silkiest cloth I get ready.
I slip into bed and await his return.
Imagined pleasures make my brow sweaty.
Hugging my pillow I feel the burn.
Somewhere in the night I feel his touch.
His body hot right next to mine.
He lets me know he's missed me so much
without uttering a single line.
As our passion rises I lose control.
There's no stopping now, it's been so long.
We're body to body and soul to soul.
This feeling's so right it can't be wrong.
He rocks my world and curls my toes!
And I'll do my best to bring him pleasure.
We'll sail on through the highs and lows.
Passionate days and nights we treasure.
written Feb. 27th,2015
for the contest "Hotsy Totsy"
sponsored by Rachel Firmin
Categories:
silkiest, feelings, love, lust, passion,
Form: Rhyme
All desire her perfect frame
little body and thick the same
soft she is to the touch of men
body draped in silkiest skin;
With hips that most seem to cry out
I desire her with no doubt
bonny legs so capture my eyes
slide up to glance upon her thighs;
Now as her regal body rise
above all beauty with fair size
this man loves her ladily sight
luscious in the highest light;
Giving my pen a purpose to write.
Categories:
silkiest, art, love, passion, body,
Form: I do not know?