Richard Shepherd

Aug 2023

Edmund black

The Wet

It’s summer outside
and it’s hot
Its been awhile
since I felt it on my body
and it been on my mind lately
This taste that I am craving
and it’s all over my tongue
I want to taste it
I want it on my skin again
I want to tease it
let it see me in my full glory
I want to feel it on my face
let it wine on me so ever nicely
I want to taunt it with my mind
Let it trace all the terrain
of my masculinity
I want to please it so good
I want it to please me too
I want it to know its never alone
And i’m not afraid of it, ever
I want to feel it all over my chest
I want to drink it down my throat
A thing that is so beautiful, so pure
And isn’t afraid to feel me back
This stormy weather,
I want it all to myself,
this hurricane ,
this rain, falling on my head.
I feel so free so liberated by it
I’m in in love with this rainy day

Let it rain!!!

Aug 2023

Anais Vionet

gimmie

Ok, gimme me your best day, take your best shot at perfection.
Our minds take experiences and press them grape-like,
into the intoxicating liquor of memory.
The vivid ones linger - unaltered - like youthful Internet mistakes forever posted.
Someday to beckon us back, teasingly - like bright, neon signage.
.
Peter’s off again to job interview (second round, in Geneva), he was only here two days but something of him remained behind. Oh, fingerprints for sure - but memories too - like scattered Christmas wrappings - or a poem.

#perfect #intoxicating #memories

Aug 2023

Edmund black

Value Yourself

I will always
quietly disappear
From where
I’m not valued
No muss
No fuss
No begging
No words
No tears
No Ma’am
No Sir
For I would never
Reduce my value
By indulging those
who do not communicate
          value to me
               Value never begs
Nor makes noise
        It simply
Reposition

I Am King ;)

Aug 2023

The Poetic Nicole

The offerings.

Above the appalling ruin, you created an icy universe.
I received nothing but shock, my eyes wandering around in miserableness. I used to yearn for garden lullabies. Deep into your bewitching gaze, I couldn't ask for more, but I committed some tender rituals within your velvet lakes, overdosing on the sanctuary when crows were nearby, cawing for more melancholic offerings.
What kind of obligation would make your full-time miracles mine?

#love #time #heart #life #eyes #feel #day #mind #night