sun sets
Kasaundra Watta
May 7, 2010

sun sets
eyes lock
one kiss
love unstopped
colors arrayed
across the sky
no lies
but then she dies

Summer sets,
John Ashton Upston

Summer sets,
Summer, Summer, Summer…sets
Summer sex,
Summer, Summer, Summer… sex

Summer sets in the sex of Summer,
Or is it sex that sets in the Summer of sets?
Can I have sex in your sets this Summer?
Or will Summer just set?

Let’s go back to basics,
Where the Summer just sets in the sunsets.
Autumn aspires to asphyxiate natures atoms
Because the Summer has set.

Oh let’s just have this last set of sex as our Summer fades and sets.
Make love to our least favorite song as the fire around us burns and resets.
Because tonight is the last night, that our Summer will set.

love sets free because the beloved is freedom
1 day ago

love sets free because the beloved is freedom
and nothing but love can love bestow
so be free from all that's fearful

the idea left us dancing.

use what is already there,
make do and mend, linen

threads hang heavy, needles
preserved. small holes ready.

shall we mend the rags, or
pin them onto wool pads
ready for discovery.

these are the planning days,
the filming ways, of
lifts and wild imagininings.

the tabernacle wales.
the tannery.


Julia Low
Julia Low
May 5, 2012

Your words seem empty,

taking up space on

such a crowded page.

Toss them aside,

gently, so they might

live to see another meaning.

Pull them from their

roller coaster swing set,

the moods that you flip flop.

And I’ll work to get past

these empty words,

empty thoughts of us together.

Two sets
Miss Kiss My Bliss
Miss Kiss My Bliss
Jan 26, 2014

Two sets
one wet
one dry
I lick one set
the other between my thighs
wetness builds with each breath
awaiting our next
"little death"
I lick my lips
as I think of you
My lower set full of dew
Both sets responding to you
I could use some Chapstick
my smile is dry
no Chapstick around
so I reach between my thighs
I dip in and feel
wetness and want
Bring my hand to my face
and wipe off the dry
I lick my lips once again
I taste you
and it begins again
both sets a wanting
with you driving me insane
all this wetness
is yours to claim
kiss me fool
taste your mess
laugh with me
lay with me
try to rest
later I will tease you
do not protest
wetness in my walk
from hearing you talk
watching my heart beating in my chest
seeing my smile
as I let it go
YOU are the BEST!

Barton D Smock
Barton D Smock
Aug 7, 2013


fat legged

baby, propped in posture
by a stack of wet bricks
the flooded basement

provides     and provides



     baby, under foot

bedpan for the sadness
of the upright


I stand
to sleep

The sun sets
Experimental Habits

The sun sets
on the brokenhearted
down the street.

*The Sun Sets Slowly
May 15, 2013      May 15, 2013

The Sun Sets Slowly
On Another Beautiful
Day Like No Other.


© Timothy 14 May, 2013.
Dec 9, 2011

Summer was

warm, fluid breezes on tan skin,

laughter, and water, and blue sky

over us.

Summer was

fierce sun

blocked by shades,

heating half-dressed flesh

to perfection.

Summer was

grilled burgers & brats,

and a cold Coke,

with potato salad

on the side.

Summer was

soft evening air,

with the first stirring of mosquitoes

as we slapped and scratched,

and wandered home in the dark,


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