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 Oct 2016
Donall Dempsey
WRITING BAREFOOT

Being frisked
at Dublin airport.

"What's dat in yer
back pocket?"

"An unfinished poem!"
I admit ruefully.

"Is it metal?"
he asks.

"No, it's mental!"
I tell him.

"You know, a bunch of words
hanging about on a piece of paper."

"Go on with ya!"
he smirks.

"And next time...
remove yer shoes."

On the plane I
kick off my shoes and

finish off the unfinished
poem.

Now I
always write barefoot.
 Oct 2016
wordvango
to amazing music and making love
call me Carlos when i get in the mood
smooth is what I like  
drift on the waves almost
along the surf into Europa
I almost don't need a partner
 Oct 2016
Francie Lynch
Your ***** bank
Has recorded N.S.F.
Make deposits,
Don't withdraw.
N.S.F.: NonSufficient Funds
 Oct 2016
Nishu Mathur
Every morning when I am making tea,
I wish most fervently,
To become an electric KETTLE.

It most certainly won't  matter to me,
I'll accept it most gracefully,
Be I of ceramic or METAL.

For one moment I'm dancing with glee,
The next sobbing most piteously,
These wretched hormones don't SETTLE.

Once I whistled so daintily,
Now I  breathe so monstrously,
No longer a rose PETAL.

I may boil, then boil most furiously,
Then click off automatically,
Before I sting like NETTLE.

Splutter, bubble, gurgling I be,
Then cool and calm..so peacefully ,
There I ..in fine FETTLE!
 Oct 2016
Ma Cherie
You want to hear me,
turn a phrase?
about my legs,
go on for days?
about my hair,
of raven locks
push back the hands
& stop the clocks?
I'll whisper gently,
in your ear
draw you close,
& hold you near
lay down your head
upon my breast,
to feel the heat
my beating chest,
I'll move my hips
to music playing
our bodies move,
as we are swaying
I'll kiss you here,
I'll kiss you there
taking off,
the clothes you wear..
I'll touch with hands,
caressing skin
I'll do it once,
& then again

Lips that taste,
like sweetest cherry...

No my name,
it isn't Sherry!?

Excuse me?
Uhhhh...

OK..
Time to go home.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
A battle mine, only the name part, rest started different and just for fun. : )
 Sep 2016
South-by-Southwest
The one handed thief held his gun on everyone as he looked at the bag of money on the floor .
 Sep 2016
Elizabeth Squires
There is a woman named Kitty
Who delivers lines so witty
The sharpness of each of them
Cuts through a laugher's stem
Slicing repartee Kitty will spree
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