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was she naked

she was kissing her again
her wings styled
on
me
what form she has taken
breath like cool rains mint
her feathers dance to catch me
falling through clouds
further through
the
limiting
she has
awoken me
swallowing
these flames
her breath
rests
over
me
prodigiouly vigorous dancing
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...
..
.
oh our moods
how
we
are
still here
...
anon Nov 2017
this poem
has a title
so that all who read it
know
that this poem has a meaning

because without something to reference
a name
or a title
things are left behind

just like me
in all the years
i tried to remain
untitled

rather

anonymous

untitled people
like me
are given no
second glances
no
first chances
no
social advances

nothing

left behind
like a poem
without
a name
nabi 나비 Oct 2017
i hope that all people never forget
their own self worth
that everyone is worth all the things in the world
regardless of their relationship status
outside of this relationship you are still you
you are still a capable human being
you are capable of doing wonderful things my dear
i hope you never are confined to title of someones partner
because you are and will always be more than that
and yes, relationships may be nice
but you should never, ever, ever forget
that no one's hand will ever fit yours quite as nicely as your own
i've wanted to use that last line in a poem for over a year. this may not have been exactly how i've wanted to use it but i'll figure it out someday. but for now im happy with it.besides there is always room for improvement in everything
jude rigor Jul 2017
crawl into bed
coffee stained sheets
i don't **** strangers
i don't bring tea to bed
not anymore
don't bring myself to bed
can't sleep in bed
Dr Zik Jul 2017
You have made me asterisk
O! my Lord!

I'm not a blot
on the canvas

I've been bestowed with the title
"Highest of creatures"

Till now your smiling face
Grants me contentment
Dr ZIK's Poetry
A gob of squash
in a saucer with a hub
let a carrefour marque
with an apple ding
in swirls of romance heading there
a crowd of superfluousness as a hip is king
and a patch through the field
that roll lushly on green for this round mesh
while exquisitness hit so sweet
in a shade of sky  
where ablaze in silky attire
with her brazen desire again.
Wimmbleton Championships
Arlene Corwin Apr 2017
You Never Know The Clout You Have

You never know the clout you have,
Clout being a blow or target -
Most of all effect or power
You exert by being you.

Take care! Be careful, scared! Be wary!
Everything you say, you do -
Each word, each vow, an influence.
In circumstance you radiate an ambience
You pray will be benevolent.

You, you
In all you do;
And you have impact.
Make a pact with mental you
To be a kind and, gentle you,
Giving out rewarding vibes,
Enriching, beneficial, fruitful.
You, yourself a scribe imbibing
Influences from abroad,
From world untoward – in discord!

Take some in and turn them ‘round.
You abound in power.
You can be man* of the hour
Just by being who you are.
You can be the lucky star
Of every person you encounter.
So remember!
You ne’er know the clout you have
To save what ever may occur.

* of course woman too!

You Never Know The Clout You Have 4.29.2017
Definitely Didactic; Coffee Book II;
Arlene Corwin
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