Her smile alone, that ONE that radiates uniqueness
bores down plummeting shafts into Earth's deepest
Her beam travels light speed to pierce our blackness
Cupid simply aims, adds us to his lovestruck Harvest
For Men are marooned upon the coldest part of Mars
Like Moths we are drawn to the warmth of her Stars
We rush headlong driving to unknown reaches our cars
Martians all, we leap foreloin in the search of being "ours"
But we know the tempests of Venus emulate her namesake
She needs time to fall Earthbound as a swirling Snowflake
Venus needs to flutter above, then hoover, maybe to partake
Aphrodite, so fragile, so tender her heart, needs much debate
Here, Earthly bound, we can find our Middle Earth, our ground
Her Goldilocks bound in the correct balance of momentum found
Martians, all you crowd, wait patiently, hush desire's blunt Hound
Venusians, lift your shroud, allow your discretion to come around
Categories:
venusians, desire, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
OCEAN BOTTOM VIEWED-
On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusians underscored treasures;
Act all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
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I heard domestic, marine oiling;
My smallmouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broke dead floating silken;
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In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bite, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
Above and below ocean mangrove trees;
Also threw my whiting on the shore of seas;
Was a standout, breakout stout watery breeze?
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When thinking of underwater ocean
Acts seaweed in liquid torrent motion?
6/4/19
Your Choice, Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
venusians, allusion, analogy, appreciation, ocean,
Form: Sonnet
blaring music everywhere
noise all around and sideways
even blue venusians
stop up their ears and pray
to the gods for lullabies
Categories:
venusians, angst, humor, music, technology,
Form: Tanka