"adduce" poems
these tempting and tumultuous times,
when the insect bite of attraction nibbles
your cheek, and first blood thickens with
intrigued,
the blood heated by, with a bewildering new sun's glow,
then bubbling boiling
over
with phantasmagorical fantasies,
and one endeavors to coax, to tease,
to preen, to adduce how best to ******
this persona, imagined or imaginary to be,
whispers a silent "no thankee''
and first bloom curls into a deathly brown doom,
you,
chastened by amorous hastening so quick evolving,
and the hither in come here, withers to a ghostly silencing,
one wonders, reminisces, and sadly recalls then forgets
the entreaties so eagerly received, how one wants to be
deceived,
for the once lay-buried-arousals now well recalled,
and quick to appear, faster to dismiss disappear,
and disaster cones and goes with light-speed velocity,
having fling,
now flung,
having crushed,
now crushing,
you caught laughing at your self,
still evolving long past the time
for youthful deceptions and silly indiscretions,
but not unhappily, for it was an acknowledgement
that good love poetry yet within resides, alas, alas,
it reciprocity seeds need replanting, and that notion
is quite pleasing...
Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
Dimmest obscurity
the depths adduce.
Awaiting
an impatient pulse.
Dazzling light
the ocean floor conceals.
Its rhythm
slowly accelerates,
yet alone.
-Risk is to be taken.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 3:57 PM UTC
The stupid are inert
The wicked are obtuse
There’s much more sadness that can hurt
Than laughter can adduce.
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
Firm goose bumps healing me
Cementing my assembled continents after inner war
On ****** refineries, life is flowing
Pushing lifeless cells into ruination
Roots painting a large red carpet
For the train of my inner facets, so as it passes…
Green halos, milky bones, pearly teeth, gentle grass
Above ruins of the burnt ex persona
The glowing, tabula rasa, the heard, and the silent
The sun and his murky reflection rejoined
Riding my coffin as a horse, with a smirk in the backseat
Journeying through the doors of this joke
O lie, O life, you are joking, it is more than comical
It adumbrates every sort of epilogues you are selling
If not, you are just another joker’s spicy laugh
Dancing on ever-morphing layers
Halls and rooms of you; so narrow and spacious at once
Like woods seen from below, by a whirling dervish
Outer worlds adduce extraterrestrial cheer here
It is echoing, vertiginous ping pong for walls
It manufactures a shallow pink view
Covering this old skin, numerous and so colorful, but bruised
It lands with you on this devine shell
Without a greeting, not even an omen leads
Masked, you hypnotise me with a yellow smile
While you rob me with dark; reddish hands
In my mom’s womb, you try to abduct me
Without bowing for the creator and his living planets
Stop! Ruth, O clemency, this mother is a creature
Her signature is Earth, and she has diamonds, thine and mine
She is a quarry of senses; blue and twisted
She is a shy and deadly entity, just like us
Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 11:08 PM UTC