A charmer armed, palmed with arms
Sassy J
Sassy J
Nov 6

Minoan snake goddess, posed
A figurine tickling fertility
Plentiful pith flow from hips
Stripped and clothed in deity
Bordered silhouette, wasp waist
No waste, a votary of Aphrodite
Tight laced in corset, a full set
Glazed and robbed, re- robed
Saffron in trust, siphoned in lust
Fenced and socked in sacral knots
Breasts all bare, blossomed nipples
Musing the snakes as if a virgin
Lustrous sheen, a bronzed flounced
The beauty of the earth goddess
A charmer armed, palmed with arms

You are the snake charmer

You are the snake charmer
      mesmerizing poisonous slithery creatures
      spellbinding them with your undulating hips
      gyrating breasts
      nimble graceful hands
      lulling lulling
      the predator
      into a limp drowsy posture
      until its rapid oscillations dull
      until its spitting hisses silence
      and glowing yellow eyes milk over
      you drape it over with your red garment
      it coils into infinity
      as darkness spreads.

#dark   #snake   #charmer  
A friend, a brother, a charmer
Kayla R Vaitkunas

There was this fellow, who seemed very mellow,
Yet when one asked me to write a poem about one self;
He spoke very highly of himself;
Cockiness; not at all he was a charming fellow,
Who was always there when ones friend would fail;
Showing her she could prevail
Laughter filled his heart and thoughts filled his mind
Most people would say he’s undefined
I’d like to say he’s one of a kind
A friend, a brother, a charmer
Yet does he ever look deep within
Or does one just pretend?
Always there for someone in need
But what about one’s self needs
Shall I assume since you’re consider a charmer
That you have plastic armor
Pretend to be strong and bold
When there’s a deep secret you hold?
The charmer in one’s soul
Blocks the secret he holds
Never look too deep
Might cause you to lose sleep
Remember a charmer has a spell
And never yells
Goes on in life
Yet can cut you like a knife
Leaving a scar on your soul
One may be blind and flatter you

As a charmer's flute is to a snake.
Jan 17, 2013

Your goofy grin is to me
As a charmer's flute is to a snake.
Serenade and seduce me,
Oh mystical one.
Wherever you smile,
Wherever you play,
I will follow.

You are a Snake Charmer
Avi Nathenson

You are a Snake Charmer
You are Power
You can see It
You become It
It is All
I am All
I am Now
I am Source
We become It
We are All
We are Light
We are Love

He is a charmer deft in his art!
Pradip Chattopadhyay

He has the acumen to charm
His words don’t reveal his mind
With your emotions he plays with skill
He is a charmer deft in his art!

He preaches what he doesn’t practice
His craft hides from you his real face
In his life he has never given peace
Never brought one soul happiness!

His art keeps the audience enthralled
His songs make the listeners sway wild
But in him is a devil installed
He is farthest from innocence of a child!

What he shows to you is the husk
You never get to see the real face
A charmer his art is a mask
In life he damn cares goodness!

my sweet little charmer,
Jonny Angel
Jonny Angel
Sep 21, 2014

I unwrap myself for you,
my sweet little charmer,
who makes me uncoil,
& spit
my love venom.

Smitten with fierce desire,
I slither,
angle slowly,
into your dark moist-cavern,
a tender-place of warmth,
where a serpent
cannot resist
to play
in your ever-burning fire.

So oft he'd be the charmer boy
Elizabeth Squires

Oh yeah he was a big asshole
None played so well this star role
Of prowess and skill he'd display
These traits were on his large crap tray

So oft he'd be the charmer boy
With his satin smooth talking ploy  
But one wised up to his play
That was an eye opening day

He'll be beguiling other gals
Attempting to make them his pals
After seeing what he can flay
They'll all vacate his shithead bay

One has insight into his stole
It isn't terrific in any way

to keep calm and be a knight in rhyming charmer....
Andre nalin

I watched him at close quarters yet somehow incognito,
I saw the tears stroll down his chubby cheeks with reluctant ease.

His facial expressions he attempted to freeze, but his heart had been melted,
I saw him,though I never touched it, it touched me- I felt-it.
I fell to my knees praying for his redemption

Only an angel could provide divine intervention,
This the same man who spent three quarters of his academic years in detention, and the other quarter dismissed through suspension,

Now it was killing him, the urge to thrill in him, yet his disastrous past prompted to conceal in him the good will to exert the radical talent and abundant skill in him.

Previously excelling, now he was size XL- longing to be slim,
thrown in the deep end, dependant to swim.
Courage that he lacked collapsed in a whim, no longer a wimp.

With more diversity than bubba-gump shrimp,
a slump deceased put to sleep, awoken from slumber,
they told me age was nought but a number,
because from as early as my infants I was taught I was stupid,
yet led to believe I am intelligent,

Emphatic neurosis, memory of an elephant.
I remember how life took it's toll on me,
how it stole a march on me,
by allowing others in front of me-
but first shall be last and last shall be first,
quench my thirst for drama,
yet nothing is rehearsed in the quest for karma,

Got to keep calm and be a knight in rhyming charmer....

#first   #tear   #knight   #memory   #stole   #thirst   #quench   #allow   #quarter   #suspension  
Danielle Rose
Danielle Rose
Sep 30, 2012

Soundwaves Break
Vibrating through as
his heart swells
Building up sensations
an unignorable spell
Releasing an excitment
so divine he slides
out of his hiding
and begins to rise

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