perception sees beyond reality
interprets to the best of its ability
optimism keeps fire burning in one’s heart
while pessimism gleefully tears everything apart
instead of being boggled with the mundane
romance fills our days with wonder and champagne
a dusting of fantasy does wonders to cast a spell
kicks life up a notch and that’s no bagatelle
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on July 5, 2025 for contest 1394 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention
My hair ripping as her fingernails entwine
pulling my head back
She slaps me harder than she should
Her smile slightly offset
My cheek reddening from the welt of her hand
Shifting herself forcing me deeper within her
The pleasure of her warmth
subdued the pain
My throb in unison with her undulating frame
Cast myself down in reverence
Genuflect to her genitalia
Praising with my grunts and groans
Come she barks her orders
Her hips thrusting with disjointed pressure
Empty now in a guttural groan
but she is not complete
Her knees shifted
Now either side of my face
Choking, gurgling her essence
Her musk a must
Her wetness engulfing
No protection from her want
Rain tames sizzling summer pavement as steam turns into evaporation
Stuck with hot flashes
a summer storm is blooming;
Snap, sizzle, and glow.
blades of grass curled up
panting dogs thirsty for water
sun melting sky
Author Dana Redricks
September 22, 2023
Pop and sizzle, I could hear the sound of the hot iron as it Cascades through my thick thick dark hair, Don't move, Don't turn, are you might get burned. Was our weekly ritual. As we sat there hoping this moment would soon be over. We dare not get it wet, or over again the torture would begin. Pop-pop sizzle, the sound of the hot iron, which seemed like it was for hours in that chair. This was the challenge of being black girl with thick hair, but it was all worth it, because we went out knowing we looked good and we made sure to flaunt it. Heads held high, looking proud. We're black and proud out loud.
"Sizzle"
Sizzle, you emotional rissole ...
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
You can't expect love to sizzle when it is cold ~ next time, serve it hot.
March 2, 2023
Hey, killer, you've slain a cow
It's been swiftly slaughtered, cooked, and now
You stick your knife's blade deep into that hunk of meat
Bloody juice rushes forth, so thick it coagulates, red as a beet
How much more of this gore can you possibly take?
No wonder they say: Sell the sizzle, not the steak!
#10 Marilyn Monroe on a subway grate.
# 9 August road kill in Boca Raton.
# 8 Sun tan lotion on the pink belly of a snowbird.
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# 7 4th. of July grand finale.
# 6 Smokey the bear extinguishing a camp fire.
# 5 Bacon on a Sunday morning.
# 4 Tom Brady in the 4th quarter.
# 3 The first man on the sun.
# 2 Cousin Eddy`s boneless chicken breast on an Arizona rock.
And the number one answer is……The last cigarette of the night
dropped in a beer can.
While lying there ‘neath summer stars on blanket in the yard;
just you and I, the Moon and Mars, with Cygnus keeping guard.
I gaze into your eyes of green reflecting in the night
our destiny was not foreseen, this love of ours so right.
Your alabaster skin so fresh with honeysuckle scent;
the southern breeze caresses flesh as darkness gives consent.
Our tangled torsos in the dark, beneath the midnight sky,
and whispered nothings giving spark that leads to moans and sigh.
Your breath so soft upon my cheek, your touch upon my face;
makes certain my desires to seek, my heart begins to race.
With soft full breast pressed to my chest, the nighttime comes alive,
and in the dark desires expressed, our passions start to thrive.
Within our souls the fires awake, and seeking carnal thrill;
our hearts eclipse and bodies quake, as all of time stands still.
And in the afterglow of love, we lay there tired and spent;
while gazing at the sky above, we ponder love’s assent.
This summer sizzle that is ours and never to be barred
while lying there ‘neath summer stars on blanket in the yard.
Quaint ***** quest
Brave binds best
Zest zooms zeal
Frame fond feel
Love lines list
Glimpse grand gist
Vet vain voice
Prize pure poise
Wit works well
Touch tastes tell
Size sweet say
Pick proud play
Leon Enriquez
06 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Feel fear fumble
Sense sure sizzle
Please pure puzzle
Jest joins juggle
Fancy frames flight
Set sensuous sight
Laughter lifts light
Blessings bloom bright
Make moments meek
Sift subtle speak
Plot primal peak
Sleepy sounds seek
Leon Enriquez
18 January 2018
Singapore
Carbonated sizzle STOP
me ....before I start!
I feel the vrrrroom in the room
take me to your carburetor
drop me into first gear
headed... where? .....Homespun
Oil buster
dirt riding
lowwwwly... throttle neck
Chevy Pick me upper
"you moooove me"
but
Ferrari makes me starry
lamborghini makes me weak
I am grinding my gears here
there's quakes in my breaks...
been riding the straight down
to volume-ator creator
breaking up the road
walker
gassing up for the mighty miles
till this life us do part
ways to go
to the finish me line
everyday bloodies the banks
washing away the good soil
fewer flowers and shoots of grass
pushing everything
decades back...
trapped on a shrinking cay
everything loved or lusted has died or blown away,,,
remember the picnics,
plaid sleeves covering bloated arms
a blitz of children
cheap drink
burnt meat(nobody complained)
quiet crushing music
drunks nibbling away
the night
brawling till morning
dictating when the sun should arise
its all gone now
except for the waves that play with the mind
sirens fill in the holes
their songs... like fat dripping into a dying fire
across the creek there's a party
that goes on... forever
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