goody goody
gum drop
more than sweets
may mean
a lot
ate a gum drop
just popped it in
rolled around
let it spin
left and right
hugged my cheeks
swashed about
then repeats
savor the juice
sugary delight
tickles tongue
this tiny bite
stuck to teeth
once it's in
while i smiled
big green grin
might not be
a better thing
than this
except a warm
sloshy kiss
80 words Rhyme 9/22/22
Colored pencil illustration G. Gaul
You have two choices:
Splash me with tenderness
or splash me with spitefulness.
Whatever you decide
to batter me with
is what you’ll
be swashed with afterwards.
The sea is a wild feast -
my heart in breast beating.
The sea, a hungry beast,
tug of war competing.
My feet dissolve in its wake.
I wade out to meet the waves.
Ebb and flow of friendship.
Salty air above my waist.
The wind sloshes my lips.
My cheeks, a blush sunbake.
I dive into the sublime sea.
Turquoise eyes of treachery
allow my vivacity and glee;
kindness swashed with brevity.
Breathless - make no mistake,
I listen to mermaids’ environs,
avoid pitfalls’ overconfidence,
cover ears, stave off sirens,
not greedy for DL opulence.*
Finless and feckless mistake,
if I find myself too far from shore,
arms and foam in dosido,
afraid and pleasured by the roar -
in fearful pretense, I’m paddling slow.
For the dorsal fin of ship, I ache.
Calypso music distracts on deck.
I leave my lover far below unchecked.
Climbing like a pirate to wreck
the captain’s safety, the sea at my neck.
Drowned in seaweed silk; bound and awake.
8/30/2021
*DL - Davy’s Locker
~ The ship has sailed
Casting seas
This the sentimental voyage
Those the waves engulfing me
Watered down withered tattered and torn
Swiss and swashed washed and decked these waves
So are compassionate so blows the winds
From the east to the west
Alas now I find myself shipwrecked~
Letter to whom it may concern
no need of reply in return
this lifetime
You promised I won't let you go
but a melting candle won't glow
for lifelong
My love still shined in lighthouse trust
into a dark sea swashed and thrust
in lifeboat
Countless waves of ifs and whys drown
your goodbye tears keep trickling down
dear lifeline
Learning to live as a no one
an end of life has just begun
my lifestyle.
17th May 2020
Sponsor Joseph May
Contest Name Compounding The Verse
Destiny tide
Comes to shore
Swashed out my doubt
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