those tanned legs
that white hat
her taunt arms
I have dreamed of looking like her
tor over fifty years
a nameless beauty who got out of a car once
The moon bites the dust
It rolls back
Back into the heath
Before the shame catches waves
The little girl slips into her trench coat
To catch her date
It's clear in the skies
As the magical sun slips through
Beauty engulfs the world
She has just stepped...
into the garden of the falcons
Tall and proud.
Come to me, pretty boy,
Not knowing that you are going to die.
You're a nice guy, tanned,
You will leave the firmament of the earth.
You think you've won me over,
And the heart is full of passion?
Oh no, there's darkness and fire magic
And before you know it, you'll come to your senses.
I will close my mouth with a kiss forever,
And he will die thoughtlessly, unattractively.
But he's not that kind of person,
Once even dead looks arrogant.
I will hide my fervent heart far away,
Why would a soulless creature need it now?
So stupid he got caught and easy,
And his death will save me from decay.
His soul, the pledge for eternal life.
I'll pay the ransom to live forever,
Only his blood will spray on his lips,
And the Grimoire will probably show its speed.
I haven't lived among people for a hundred years,
And a lot of souls have already been given away.
I'm not afraid of anyone's Holy lash.
The religion of the people was forged by deception.
And after death nothing awaits us,
There is no life or death penalty.
Believe me, no one lives twice.
There is no truth more sad.
THE GODDESS OF VIRTUE
CLEANSE MY TOGUE THAT CURSED THEE
THAT I STAND TO VEIW YOU IN OPPOSITION
THAT THESE WORDS SHALL FOLLOW ME
MIGHT I THEN STAND THERE ALONE
BENEATH THE SKY SHALL WE BE TOGETHER
THAT THIS HONORS GOD
THAT THE GODDESS OF BITTERNESS MIGHT FIND
IT BEST TO BE IN OPPOSITION
STAND BESIDE ME UNOPPOSSED
The captain of the ship, an old man
Lies on the dry deck to get sun tan
The tempest causes shipwreck
He swims from the flooded deck
To the brown beach as fast as he can.
Losing the ship the captain is sad
Looks at tanned body, his marine fad
Layered by the auburn sand
He knows it is in safe hand
The wrecked old man from the sea is glad.
August 2, 2018
Syllable count : 9-9-7-7-9 (Checked on howmanysyllables.com)
Gift For A Lady
sun-tanned flesh burning
cooled by waterways of lake-
dog days lower heat
Haika-haiku Summer 5-7-5
Mick Talbot Contest
23rd May 2018
Tanned skin and sea breeze kisses
We sway,
tanned skin and
sea breeze kisses,
melodic motions
to the rhythm
of moonlit waves,
leaving forever
impressions in the
sensual sands as
blushing stars sing
harmonic love
songs to our
hearts
Thanks to Tim Smith and his poem “Feel the sway”
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/feel_the_sway___interpretive_893762
for putting the word sway in my mind
and helping to inspire this poem
Even if you are the tanned sprout
tightly packed
in pretty cane
filled with olive oil
you could not stop to dream about ocean,
lolled by such hopes and illusions
seemed groundless absolutely.
But while your truth is hard and distorted
you will soon unavoidable
unpacked and go to the trip
to the Christmas table
where served with cheese and red wine
for the sweet departure
to the stomachs of more luckier dreamers and gourmands.
I wish you to be eaten by nice lady
if it would you relax and nurtured
for other form of coexisting
in body of whom who devoured us.
But if you are the ended atheist
white a little, headless sprouty,
all of them
who caught, cut, prepared, tanned,
mailed, sold, baught, presented
and ate you
will be combined together
chewed, crumbled, munched
and return to the soil of mother nature.
From where you will select,
ask and have full right to start
more preferable fate and future.
Sunbathing martyrs
Bask in the inclination
Of August sunlight---
Alms of sunrays penetrate
Extinguishing the sunblock.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
On Ormond Beach sands
I sit one day
Raise my head
My eyes in gaze
Bikini clad babe
Catches my eye
My heart jumps
With delightful sighs
Her rainbow colours
In what she wears
Lures my thoughts
In x-ray stares
The curves of she
Blows my mind
Shaped of girl
Just my kind
Beside me she sits
All toned and tanned
Long blond hair
Like Ormond sands
We introduce
And talk for ages
About various things
Our intelligent pages
It's getting late
Farewells we say
We agree to meet
Another day
Walking home
My mind in thought
I say to myself
She's the girl I've sought
What happens tomorrow
Just wait and see
Bikini clad babe
On the beach, we'll see?
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love5.php
He stood there on the cold tile bathroom floor
Barefoot in worn jarmy pants held up by a ribbon string
tied above thin bony hips that shook in sudden sullen rage
The redness was coming again thumping and pounding in his ears
The door was locked to keep him alone as his clenching teeth began to hurt
pulling the red cloud of angry into a small spinning hole to see through
The room swam before his eyes as he fought for control of himself
suddenly it broke over him again but this time he was ready taking hold
pulling and pushing everything into that one spot that he kept from falling
that place in himself that held cold peace slowly he felt breath cooling his ribs
as his hands slowly turned red again finger by finger
fearfully he looked around. nothing was broken.this time he'd held it.
the next time would be easier. Soon he'd be five and big enough to ride it.
Summer is my chosen season
It follows Spring and leads us into Fall
But Summer is the warmest of them all
You are my Summer
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