"afright" poems
For sport my Julia threw a lace
Of silk and silver at my face:
Watchet the silk was, and did make
A show, as if’t ‘ad been a snake:
The suddenness did me afright;
But though it scar’d, it did not bite.
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time it is
she beckoned
time and I ate of it
the dread
the matter of her
no kiss of her
from her
honestly
no doubt, I knew...
it was dinner time
"eat me"
she labored
as dog in heat
spread her legs
as on stirrups
I be, the muzzle be her divorce from me
yank my collar, chain wrapped
about her hand
beckon me
"eat"
chain be her love I desire
collar be my patience given
but appetite?
mine be love
her beest pleasure
I have no appetite for
merely
pleasure
neither hers nor mine
sans love?
no appetite at all have I
eyes so weary of wanting
that I melt
as Salvador Dali prophesied
mine eyes droop
her thighs
wet my fantasies
as ice cream, on the hottest Sunday,
I am weak
weary of denying myself her
she, a mere rainforest of beauty
abundant in plural, though singular
her flower
droop me 'tween mine legs
raise me, as the dawn rises zenithly,
she pies me,
my piper, my charmed being
I'm pied
she has me
dancing, midriffly, with ****** fervor
mine eyes cast down
as shadow in sunset
lone tree in the wilderness
redfern shadow
a mile long
mine eyes cast down between her legs
seeing all my heart's desires
"eat"
and all my hopes dieth there
"eat"
despair, I mourn
I pine
"love me"
I opine, my lover love me
be not pleasure the measure of our stay, in bed, this Sunday
love me, as the Father hath given us this day
be not Eve of the forbidden love
be Dawn of the day we won eternal life from the devil's death
that my fruit be of your nectar drunk, that I be your pleasure,
and you be mine
that I succor thine fruit
hour by hour that you writhe
not as snake but as mountain shook
as mountain moved
faithfully, you love me,
let that fantasy be mine drink
and thine offering due my thirst
that love sate me,
nay?!
"eat!"
and all the world looketh empty of light
"eat! **** you"
and all the world be afright with wonder that I be man, yet, eat not my ****** that
she be heathen of love, still, my ****** she be,
simply,
that mine eyes drink her in
beauty beyond compare
but that mine ears deceive me not
for deceive me, her flesh does
but her forked tongue
as lightning streak
she shat the bed
that streak be her ****** blessing
dashed across her whorish ways
be that time
I linger in wait
wanting, but that I eat
she trappeth me
that all I be good for
is her pleasure
but be not fit
for her love
"eat! what are you good for?!"
nay, irony be that
time told
clock struck truth
"eat!"
nay
"what my flesh be, here, then?"
a trap,
and I say nay
for I be a lover
of such supple,
gorgeous,
womanly flesh, not, merely,
a ******
"eat"
I be not hungry,
for a *****
my flesh be purchased
but nay that my heart he purchased
neither my soul,
by merely, lust
I, too dearly, pine for you
dream of you
romance you deeper than form
and fit
time
and merciless pleasure
to be,
of you,
lustfully...
so, I say,
nay...
but,
that ye should, learn love me
perhaps,
that day
perhaps
then, yay
Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 1:45 PM UTC
Once upon a twilight tingle, under the moonlit stars' twinkle
Such a foul fowl, 'tis only a foul owl
"What brings you here on this most auspacious night of nights?" I asked
The task it brought, I knew not, I merely cowered, as it did growl
I, with my guitar in hand, hastely jumped upon the warm sand, tipping, and tripping upon my towel,
As the Owl, with it's luminous eyes, began to tread the now seemingly still and chilled soil,
The ocean's roar slowly died down
t'was not the only sound that began to silence itself
even the pestilent winds around us fell idle to the ground
My reverberating heartbeat now the only audible sound
Fear finally finding sanctum in thoughts of logic
Think my man, think strategic, for this is what you now can do
Afright, now simple curiousity
No necessity was it, t'was a simple question i began to skew,
"what is your name, you obnoxious creature you?"
The now appearing invisible predator corraled the picture on the back of my guitar and flew, cawwing merely once calmly "Who are you?"
Feb 15, 2010
Feb 15, 2010 at 12:51 PM UTC
looking thru the ghosts and goblins
the vampires dwarfs and the throbbin hearts
of lovers who left even before they got here
lookin at the mirrored corpses of faceless bodies
of mystifying entities of no dimensions
looking at you as you look at me
such afright!
to realize
our pain at last
heal me oh whoever it is does these things
heal us of our terrifying sense of indifference
bodies have ****** organs and hence emotional feelings
we know something about this
a very little something
but we play with ourselves completely
and ****
heal me oh whoever it is does these things
heal us of our terrifying sense of indifference
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 3:05 PM UTC
My darling!
Oh my life! my dream! my thought!
Hither, as you promised,
Join my hands, life is sheer delusion;
Let us drink from Lethe together,
Be not afright, think not of coming back
And be my alter ego
To eternity.
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 11:23 PM UTC
Listen, do you hear them whisper and speak?
Foul minded heirs and hearts of purest black –
I fear only of my sins will they preach –
When they cry, “Lord!” it is me they push back.
Afright, this demon-child stalks ‘bout the night:
Her lips bleed lies and her eyes do bewitch,
She will waylay your soul with deadly rites.
Corruption and tricks make the devil – rich.
Hatred and pain have her trapped in the mir'r –
I am a nightmare dressed as a daydream –
Where, teary-eyed, we stare at each other
I sew up the cracks with tightly held seams
Please, if you would accept me presently,
I need someone to hold me tenderly.
Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
Life is full of surprises, empty and filled, life,
He is like colorful music, but also as a sharp knife,
The shepherd keeps the sheep in the hill and plays the fife,
He admires the sun and dreams of his wife.
Life is a strong fight. Everyone has his own way,
Who will fit me in my way,
Today or tomorrow I will find a bay,
Life is just a quick game.
I know that I can and I can say, Yes, one day,
all of us, God puts on temptation,
But never to those for which we did not get up
. There is neither yeserday nor tomorrow,
There is only today, and today it is far from us,
We must make the first sway,
In life there is no replay,
We stand at the doorway,
and let's try to create our Happy day.
Life gives you destany,
do not forget who you are and your identity.
Some things are brevity,
We all born and die,
For that we know, that we are sure
they are not lies.
Life gives our eyes,
that we can make the difference between truth and lies.
It takes effort, something to devise,
Alone or with allies,
Sometimes you have to be with spies,
Act just and wisely, You will receive your prize,
And it's materieze.
Life is the sun that shines through the day,
the moon that flashes at night,
It will constantly intimidate you,
always afright, if you need a meteorite.
Be a knight,
a fighter and a tiger,
an insider, strong writer,
unique and mystic.
Life creates warriors,
There is always a heavy barrier,
You are sometimes a worrierr.
Everyone carries his own cross,
We all go once across,
We dream dreams of glass, how we emboss,
And we have wings like Albatross.
Life is full of obstacles,
a strange song, a long game,
Quick as a summer windy flame.
We have to have a aim,
Life created pain and faith,
and sweet fame,
But in the end,
everything is down to the same.
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC