"jacuzzi" poems
Flamingos aren't naturally pink
But not for the reason most think
They preen and they dye
And they leave it to dry
Before rinsing it off in the sink
The magpies send me into fits
The ducks have me losing my wits
The crows are a blight
And they crow all night
But I do enjoy watching the ****
Vanessa McRafferty-Fryer
Set alight to the **** of her squire
She took a few shots
Of his privatest spots
And then laughed as he ****** out the fire
A penguin called Panama Pete
Had no love of the snow on his feet
So he stayed for a spell
At the polar hotel
With a pool and Jacuzzi en suite
I met a quite curious swan
By a lake I was boating upon
It tickled my ***
And insulted my mum
With a flurry of wings, it was gone
I know of a Gerald McFitz
Who arouses himself when he sits
For his favorite chair
Is the shape of a pair
Of voluptuous wobbly ****
and one for that special someone...
Your pancreas really is grand
Tis a thoroughly marvelous gland
You've a cute little spleen
Though it's seldom seen
And a nose growing out of your hand **
Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 12:31 PM UTC
red tile roof ...
whitewash balcony in romanesque cemicircle ,
fridge full 'f
1 litro bottles Alhambra cerveza --
clawfoot tub, coldwater (couture)
$1000/week:
(i could live on that)
lucky strike spirals in spanish summer,
bare feet on the railing upturned to sun beaming on pearly albayzin of granada.
afternoon mojitos with a new woman ev'ry week. (reading magazines)
spend
75 drunk nights ( reading , smoking , swilling gin )
&
typewriter whirring out pages (underwood airbus laissez-faire)
flamenco on a record player back in the house
one of those spanish girls slipping off a white dress (which falls like a soft breath of cloud down to the ground and sits there
still as death)
as she gets into the jacuzzi.
&
spend
75 high days throwing change into fountains, hand
up skirt of my carmen-du-jour.
climb drydust hills with guinness tallcans in plastic borsa
drinking dark beauties as golden orb hung in clouds keeps on grinning heatwaves.
(feelin' like maybe perhaps possibly i be free)
Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 3:44 PM UTC
Born heavy as adorned many: objectivity lifts ready existance carried more steady with the fist than a switchblade as to fist crave: yall just manisfest id shame when you spit back like all my family here to spit crack bone in been gripped back when at grown taught to **** Macks;
I'm the R to the Mack Marck M heavy to my fam born carried since Nas dropped the bomb that Eminem levied in so to spit back, like ghost spittin the **** shittin at all emcees here to spit back:
only time you'd get a note outta me relative is when i'm posing for death: like tupac menacing his pelvis still for the ****** levy in neglection in pics wack;
i spit bone quick when it comes to being notorious in a jacuzzi playing sega and super nintendo **** be in disrespect to ever understand that i don't spit thick back.
i flow sick that before i flow spit that between to post ****
I pose **** to even to boast fits forgotten what the Ohmegaus finds the rest as undereducated life in being in the sun.
Ghost spittin future written past to see all the conjugatives relative like ****** games on the run:
games on the fun like extension big sides as big sizes like chasing dreams again straight to the the sun is what we've become.
unfinished...
this ain't motherfucken games, and you know id through wish-epic
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Alabaster Archipelagos
Benevolent Beauty Beaming
Constructive Contradictive Creative Contemplations
Dante's Darling Dances Deliberating Denominatives
Effervescent Escapisms Endearingly Emerge Elusive Edens
Fantastic Flamboyant ******** Flamed Fabulous Fiery Flickerings
Gorgeous Garden Gim'memores Gaudied Garnishing Gasps
Heavenly Hues Humming Heart's Harmonies
Immortaly Impregnated Inspired Ideals
Jessamin Jargon Jacuzzi Jams
Know-how Knacking Knurls
Light-spirited Lovers
Merge Magnificent
Naked Nocturno Nights
Omnipresent Ousia Over Odeons
Palpitations Perfect Peaks Pi Paws
Quintessential Quality Quarrels Question Quarks Quietness
Rododendron's Richameters Rescued Raw Reeling Ruby Realms
Sentient Syllabic Sapfo's Splendidly Spirited Semantics
Turning Turner's Timeless Timeless Twinklings
Unified Undulatory Unsolved Unicorns
Velvety Venice Voyages
Wanton Wantings
Xsylophone Xsantiphas
Yearnin' Yuki's Yen
Zed's Zealous Zen-it-hall Zeppelins
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC
Impressive juicy sweet forms, intoxicating with their captivating beauty, like a glass of red wine, boiling like passionate boil, lust and excitement in me, clothes for you from your ultra mega turbo super hypersexuality are torn, I give you my excited like, he is like a kiss, billions of kisses all over your body like rain of rose petals and tiger lilies, and scented candles around us illuminate the starry night, the moon so beautifully illuminates your body, setting in a hot jacuzzi, your body is the most beautiful landscape in the world, Otori only nature can create, nothing more beautiful than you, I will not see until the end of time, my magnificent goddess.
Never complex about your appearance because the larger, the more juicy - this is pure juicy relish, soft and gentle soul is like a plush toy that warms my soul, your heart is like a blooming scarlet rose. Thoughts about you are hot **** this is romantic fantasy *** Every second with you is a priceless memory of the most romantic love movie in the world.
Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 2:56 AM UTC
there she was
like the cat that ate the canary
she stretched out a lazy limb
and stifled a luxurious yawn
a fine picture of bliss she was
covered in lavender bubbles
in her hot Jacuzzi bath
like the moon she would glow
this enchanting late evening
and love-smitten admirers
in tow would gape and drool
enthralled by she of the Jacuzzi
she in rainbow bubbles and rich
perfumes: she a latter-day cupid
thus see her face tilted upwards
aglow with dreams and wishes
*la belle dame sans merci
hath thee in thrall...*keats said
and a world opened up for her
who would dare deny her her dues?
she was a walking muse
a mythical queen
a fragrant poem
in lavender bubbles
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
.
A prudent young schoolgirl called Lucy
who wanted to do something juicy
along with a dude
undressed herself ****
and stepped in a juice filled Jacuzzi
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
Mr Kalashnikov I'll ask you nicely
Please don't point that thing at me
Laszlo Biro how nice to see you
Without you where would we be?
Mr Molotov may I remind you
You are in polite company
May I present the Earl of Sandwich
Do partake of his wares
And special desserts are served soon after
Presented in person by Anna Pavlova
The Duke of Wellington brought in some mud
Mr Macintosh is expecting a flood
Candido Jacuzzi and Joseph Pilates
Appear to be making friends
Henry Shrapnel and Joseph Guillotin
Who invited them?
Ferdinand von Zeppelin,
Perhaps you would like a schnapps?
Mr Winchester, Mr Colt, Mr Gatling, Mr Lewis
So many gunmen I'm alarmed I confess
May I trouble you Mr Hoover
To help tidy up the mess?
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
bzzz bzzz goes the cell phone
****
it reads
My reply
Shush, we're not talking
about you. Movie n wine
at home later? Maybe
jacuzzi?
bzzz
Mmm ill call u love. Im
tired and cant be out late.
I have work 8am to 7pm :\
wow, ain't that lame
to which I say
:-\ ok
a few minutes later on
and I text again
I love you. Im sorry for
being sulky. I just miss
you and really just want
to see you.
there it goes again
I miss you too i love you
so effing much
:-( only 2 days but its felt
like an eternity
Agreed
and then poetry
gets the better of me
My love. You leave me an
empty vessel when you
are away. A ship without
sails. The sun without a
sky.
Her reply comes
Hunny :)
followed up quick
Im going to make this an
early night
Ouch that hurts
Caught me off guard
Do I be sad?
Or do I be smooth?
I cant even talk you into a
quick yogurt session? Ill
drive. Just there and back.
my phone rattles back
Im grumpy tired and
waking up early lovebaby
shoot quick
And I can put you to bed
w a smile on your face :)
Be a little more specific
:)
oh god
and here comes the barage
A back rub, a massage. A
head rub, a hug. A kiss, a
squeeze. Lets just say
that this lil finger went to
market.
And as Ive said, I just
want to see my baby. So I
apologize if Im being
pushy. Ive missed you
more that ever this last
day.
Hehe lovebaby *** youre
adorable
Adorable enough to get
you to agree to a quick
trip to yogurt or
something? Pretty please
w a cherry on top?
Youre.sweet and tempting
like.a cherry :) lovebaby
lets watch the snow fall
one day
Well then have a lil taste
of the cherry. It promises
to have you home by
11:45 :-)
Gah golly u make this
hard
And here it goes
full blown
oh god
oh no
Say yes and it wont be
hard. Say yes and know
you made me the
happiest boy ever. Say
yes and know you get to see
your love. Say yes and
know that my eyes will
twinkle like your own
personal stars tonite. I
miss you :-(
Jack. I love you
One more desperation push
I love you too baby.
What have you got to
lose? And Im sorry Im
hassling you. I really
really miss you.
and then the minutes drag on
a few and then ten
maybe a few more and
Im sorry, Ill stop. I hope
you have a good nite.
Sleep well love. I miss
you.
and then
there it is
I love you
I love you too baby. Im
sorry for being crazy.
and time stretches on
the beats grow long
and in reply
Ill call u whn im home
Aug 6, 2010
Aug 6, 2010 at 9:26 AM UTC
For the words you utter
I pry fervently
If is mould of dust;just like me
I just don't get it
And finds it hard if I do
How can mere words be so hominid
Soft and ****
I just don't get it
The very sight
****** and cloack me with lewd
And make my entire body sweet
Like am dip in a jacuzzi
Full of chocolate and sugar
And lays my head on pluffy pillows
As it swift to the lanes of my mind
And twine my hair so brilliantly
I just don't get it
Who taught it my weakspots and hormones?
Who taught it all those gentle touches;
And ***** talks?
It whispers into my ears
Nuzzling my lobes and rings
I just don't get it
It defiles me completely
When it massages the pits
Of my elbow and knees
As my pupil dilates and mutters"I want you"so gently
I just don't get it
It makes my ******* get hard,and lurch
And bust my blouse
I gasp for fresh air
When it kisses all over me,and ends in the middle of my tighs
As I drip the tears of pleasure,and moans helplessly
I just don't get it
It follows me everywhere
Even in my bathroom
When it grips my moldy towels,and gets deep within me
And makes my heart beat faster than the athletes
I just don't get it
Not even in my sleep will it let me by
When it watches over me,and get into my dreams
And brews creams in my pants
I just don't get it,
Your words,your words
Your words is a man
Your words
©Historian E.Lexano
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 6:36 AM UTC
At a party, a gym,
anywhere the lighting is dim.
Along the shore, down in the subway,
during an overnight stay.
On Christmas morning,
by the fire where she's warming...
She is the hunted.
Amidst war, conflict, and revolution,
in the confessional during absolution.
For retribution or initiation,
after a movie premiere's celebration.
In the pool, the jacuzzi,
when drugged and woozy...
She is the hunted.
When did the female species
become a personal plaything?
An implicit right of lords, masters, and kings?
A gratification tool to sadists & seducers,
ego-fed athletes, even film producers?
She is the hunted...
in this cathedral of misogyny,
an unholy ground where hands
can never come clean.
At what age, Malusha, did your little boy
become a ******
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 5:32 PM UTC
Let’s go and bathe in the moonlight shower
Which will cleanse our soul of all the dirt
Unclad, with nothing to hide from each other
Enveloping our form with the glistening stars
I can see the sparkle of happiness in your eye
As we submerge in nature’s Jacuzzi
Softly massaging and reviving our feelings
Becoming aware of each other’s presence
The celestial showers drenching us
With the milk oozing from the moon, so pure
The agonizing wait is over
Our silhouettes are walking towards the woods
As we are the vines, which grew apart
Now, it’s time for us again to embrace
Entwined more closely now
As we are now rejuvenated by the celestial shower
© Amitav (Radiance)
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
Thank you for being nocturnal with me;
for kissing me on the cheek
with your grizzly jaw,
for letting the silence between us speak
for itself.
Thank you for dreaming
of Greece
and music festivals
and road trips,
and for carrying my friends across the busy streets
and for laughing about it;
for holding me in that perfect way
that makes me feel safe
and loved.
Thank you for letting me bounce around enlivened with energy
and never asking me to slow down;
for never complaining when I wander away;
for staying;
for treading softly and living free.
Thank you for astronautical mornings, sweltering afternoons spread out in rainbow grass,
and for smoky nights;
thank you for being the last one on the dance floor with me.
Thank you for horses grazing on the beach,
and for log cabin jacuzzi hazes,
and for unfalteringly
hoping;
for huddling in a tent in soft white sand;
for believing in me.
Dear friend, you feel like home to me,
so let's keep chasing
dogs through the streets and trekking through sewage tunnels and
watching hours fly away from us like a swarm of gulls on a Mediterranean beach.
You know me:
a fickle girl, afraid
to commit or admit or abstain,
yet all the same,
thank you
for being my
friend.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 3:48 PM UTC
Six:
standing for prayer
the corner of the school desk
thrice daily finds me
flatness and hardness,
and the fluorescent lighting
heavenly verses
it’s tuesday morning
forgive us our trespasses
and I’m told to chant
Nine:
*horseback riding is
a wonderful thing for girls
it builds self-esteem*
trail rides through the scrub
learning skills in the outdoors
Palomino flanks,
hard leather saddle
rolling, dazed, back and forth and
sweating in the heat
Twelve:
vaseline vignettes
of slick and dewy couples
raw, tanned romance, all
in rapid Spanish
the love in Latin Lover
is jacuzzi steam
all we can do is
laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh
and laugh, and watch them
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
Writing gets way more personal
Imagination moves at full speed
No anxiety
Every part of my body feels like it is in a jacuzzi
Caramel Macchiato flavor
Overwhelming feelings are at a standstill
Family is more tolerable
Friends are more entertaining
Early mornings are the best time to be outside
Enjoying the sunrise
Problems find solutions
Off days turn out to be the biggest blessings
Eerie thoughts are heard
Time does not exist
Raw and unfiltered
You learn a little more about yourself with each poem that you write
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 6:13 AM UTC
Today is such a wonderful day
I find myself alone to do what it
is I love to do
to tackle another list!
One I didn't write
it came from yesterday
a motor to fix
a pump on the Jacuzzi to switch
outside lights to install
the yard to mow
clean out the barn
while I'm at it
do the garage
and if you have time
there is the attic
one more thing before I leave
how supper done
I'll be home at 3!
Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 2:42 AM UTC
Only the breeze disturbs my day.
It strokes my cheek,
and whisks through the leaves
like a handheld brush.
Everything else is mechanical.
Bubbles for the jacuzzi
arrive by pump. Whines of planes
and growls of trucks
corrupt the eloquent breeze.
Look...a hawk!
Wide feathered wings full-out,
body mottled,
it dips above the yard next door,
then glides behind a roof.
Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
Give me a pen paper in watch me **** the
Ink once it hits the sheets
Get it this style aint unique
So blink im shuttin' out brains
So ya even cant think
Im the devious dangerous poetic terrorist
So all others can bite the dust
Leave ya stiff as old pizza crust i cant even trust
My own gotdamn self my mind is light years ahead of the game
By the time the catch up all the see is the flames
No smokes but the **** i **** take notes
As i hit you with atomic bomb antedote most cant handle the pain i drop from my brain
Mental epilepsy got em going insane
Hits harder than ******* no shame
To keep my adversaries in pain
Face adversities everyday so im.using to get hate so **** what they say
Im diabolical superior intellectual
Beatin muthaphukkas so bad
They loose they own ******
Preference or agenda **** Propaganda
I stand ya and ill slam ya
In the gravel like a punch from the judges gavel
Milleniums of quotes travel in my mind as it speed
Give me this power thats all in my head
As i read
Out aloud brainstorms without a cloud
Palms filled with the worlds waters and lands
Wrappin up contraband even in Japan
I could make earthquakes wake
Because my lyrical content shakes n wakes
All the masses
Appear to me with ********
I shatter ya soul like broken glasses daily i take passes
From another dimension fools get stuck n detention when i mention
Lyrics rollin off the tip of tongue
Mental lynching
Brains pench clear the bench
Like professor x using his intellect to select
What he wants to control
Yosef is too bold to fold been to war
So i know scold
Politics ******* the mrs devil ****
Imma keep ****** off the media
Til.i touch my casktet drastic fantastic
Gun poppins
What ya see is what ya get
Not talkin dramatics im speakin automatic
Rifles let go as im spittin bullet holes in my foe
Leave em dizzy and wozzy got ya ****** body bubblin' like a jacuzzi dont lose me
When i start to go kick a flow that entice any evil
Dont need to be clarified of this
Dont ya know yosef be the poetic terrorist
Poetic terrorist !!!!
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
It was a crazy night with my friends
it was a serious bubblebath bonanza
we were celebrating the ***** time
the places where we cleaned the grime
Here we are in the tub
the jacuzzi is doing ten to the dozen
this is the last warriors rub
for we fall in disrespect
The last opulent puzzle
those that were too much
and those that so wanted to shout it
well they had to be silenced
But here I sit in my bubble bath
and God we have a laugh
for I know you are liken to all but me
a creature of age, for some to see
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC
Remained uh
Loyal to the game
Infamous is my name
Im after the fire
Its the return of the reign
Since Pac is King
Im the prince back to hit
Ya with some real ****
Hard to dodge when tryna
Put haters n critics n casket
Though a *******
I still made a change **** the fame
And all these nigguhs is speakin' the same
Riddle me this as i hit ya with some game
Aint got no shame
I was apart of the drug game *******
Filled my pockets mayne
Hangin' on differ corner slangin'
But it was the environment that got me bangin'
But i heard better blues when i see the news
Im seein my people in a fued
At war over each other
For nothing
All roughed up by the media for
Nothing
Then all of sudden
When a brother wants to regained consciousness
They label it ludicrous take my quotes as a diss
But i dismiss
All the ******** got to stay real to roots
Until the fat lady sangs remain
Loyal to the game
Though i was
Cursed as a *****
My focus was on chasin' figures
From ***** dreams
Too ******* in my abode scene
Jewels & jacuzzi in the limousine
Big tv screens
Things aint what it seems
Somehow I thiught money
Would bring happiness
But it only attract serpents
Evil is the root to sorts of treachery
Gotta watch who's next to me ?
Feel me!
They say they have your back
But the first to attack
When ya turn ya back
Thats friends in this day in age
They say why you upset im growin' in a rage
All i know is dope hoes n a 12 guage
They ****** up my community
With the spiritual raid
Invested in homocide drug cartels
Suicide prostitution the stories never fail
And ah
If you plan on makin' future
Better believe they comin' to shoot ya
Eradicate our whole race
The nation steadily sayin' **** you to our face
Get out the **** pulpits n come to the streets
Thats where its real pack yo steel
So haters can feel
The ammunition of revenge
No pretend we never surrend
We straight up warriors
More than thugs
Now embrace the eternal flame
I dont care if i gotta for my peeps
Im vain but ill remain
Loyalllllll to the gammeeeeee
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
I CAN BUILD YOU A DREAM BUT YOU CAN'T AFFORD IT',
I'LL GIVE YOU WHAT YOU DON'T REQUIRE - MAYBE A SPIRE,
YOUR REQUESTS BECOME THE OBJECT OF MY DESIRE,
IF YOU'RE HAPPY, THEN MY FANTASY IS FOR HIRE;
WATER FEATURES ARE MANDATORY, TRANQUIL, PLEASING,
WE CAN EVEN TRY SOME QUANTITATIVE EASING - RIGHT?
AND GIVE YOU SOME NOOKS AND CRANNIES WITH WHAT'S LEFT;
NOW PLANTING SOFTENS THE BLOWS, BRINGS DOWN HIGHS AND LOWS,
WHY YOU NEEDED A PURPLE AGAPANTHUS - GOD ONLY KNOWS,
A SOUTH - FACING VIEW IS THE LEAST WE CAN DO,
WITH A JACUZZI IN BEDROOM TWO, COLOURS WILL BE
MAUVE, PINK AND AUBERGINE - ENOUGH TO GIVE YOU A MIGRAINE;
I CAN ONY HOPE THAT YOU LIKE THIS WONDERFUL ********
BECAUSE ALL OF THE MATERIALS WERE A NATURAL SELECTION!
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 10:00 PM UTC
My life that's just so hectic
Is far from calming down
Stress levels overflow
Aggravated by every sound.
My head like a volcano
ready to errupt to the max
what I wouldn't give for
Just one day to relax.
No kids yelling, "Mommy"
Laundry that's already clean
A house so immaculate
Not even dust is seen.
Dishes washed and put away
The floors all nicely swept
Everything in its place
Exactly where its kept.
A massage for the body
Jacuzzi for the mind
A drug to make me stressless
It doesn't matter what kind.
Slave-free environment
No duties to acquire
Living just ONE day of freedom
To do what I desire.
Perhaps I wake up feeling lazy
Or I wake up wanting to shop
It will be my choice to do
whatever until I drop.
If the house turns to chaos
Or crashes to the ground
At least I'll know that when it did
ONE day of freedom I had found.
Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 11:44 AM UTC
Kamikaze bees
Death by jacuzzi drowning
In boiling chlorine.
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC