This is just to say
when i gave you that poem I had no inkling Of what was to come - all the pain awaiting us The ancestral sin Temptation, assured We were manicured, shared prose Dog-hungry for plums.
None of us are without guilt or sin
There is something
about good food that is magical The magnetic force of its aroma gets your nose hooked even from afar, gets your mind picturing its appearance And when you have it before your eyes, The mouth is all watered up like soil after a heavy downpour of rain. The teeth are warming up to squeeze the juice out of the food The taste buds are leaping for joy, Ready to savour the taste The muscles in the throat are roaring in anticipation for the food to go through like a train going through a tunnel The stomach is ready and eager to be filled How magical good food is!
You know what I mean!
you break my conscience so i don't have to do it but i'm done, okay? i'm tired of your flippant that drains the life smile in my fragmented eyes cause she's more better than me? seriously? i don't think so wake up, you little piece of low-life liar
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I’ve walked on a red carpet before
The floor was sticky The bright lights broke my eyes And the beer was delicious When it ended I was in a hospital An old woman grabbed my arm as I left I don’t think she wanted to be alone
I am always dying as a martyr? My thoughts constantly drifting To funeral marches and sobbing relatives How will I die? A botched parachute jump? Saving a small child From a moving vehicle? My funeral will be adorned With white icing The flag of my nation And a flock of doves Testaments To my infinitely philanthropic nature And unending commitment To human liberty Why is it so easy To tack a medal to my breast? Maybe because I exist As my bloodline dowses its progeny with ****** praise So eager to bathe In the violent tears of this world That are ancient castles and monuments to men wearing wigs Or maybe Because I'm just selfish And I often *** all over myself On my paunchy stomach
Desire is delicious
It's the lingering taste upon my tongue it's the exsquisite pleasure of tasting something so delicious It leaves the trace upon a soul It leaves you wanting needing more That temptation to try only a bite Yet it leaves you craving that tingling tasteful delightful feeling you get when you get a little more You can't have a little you got to have it once more So what's your desire so delicious that leaves you craving more © Jennifer Delong 2/19
Crunchy chocolate Chip cookie Oh how delicious! With each bite I die a little inside Because soon This moment Will end
Wrote this for class
to kisses and cups of coffee we're simply deliciously h a p p y - katrina ******
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Tigers were chasing
Then I saw a strawberry It was delicious
Inspired by a zen story
**** you look delicious
Can't believe you're not fictitious Standing there oblivious You're fulfilling all my wishes I'm a hook and you're the fishes Could write a book about your stitches The way you're put together Prometheus couldn't do better Even Jesus would deliver Happy to go home a sinner The presence of new embers Like a present in November A heaven-sent member Of 11 out of 10ers I would like to tell her But I'm a shy type of feller Maybe I could type a letter Or just let her out the cellar
What a difference a title makes, maybe i should have put a ? at the end