Monthly Archives: April 2013

Intruder

You steal into my room,

lighting your way to my bed with the

phosphorescence of lust,

naked, heavily pregnant, needy,

wanting my warmth to

assuage the eternal

ice-cold embrace of

vacuum and gravity.

Hercules

What are you doing there, dude? like some

second-choice rent-boy outside

Studio 54? your rippling muscles

adorned every Greek and Roman wall and now

you’re there? in dead-star alley?

Orion was a rapist but has

bright clasps about him, and a

bejewelled priapic sword, while you,

Hero you, are wrapped in

subfusc, with scuffed shoes,

wrestling invisible monsters in

empty space.

 

Woodpigeon

The catastrophic commotion in the tree is his

combative copulation and the

snap, snap sound of a sheet is the

pleased-with-himself precursor of his

pouting breast breaching

startled air.

Queen of the Stage

Each short month she rehearses her parts,

slips silently on at the back, an

ingénue, all sharp edges and

shy determination, already

eye-catching, getting

bigger parts each night, more

admirers, men throwing

screwed-up poetry, women their

red garters, until she

so dominates the stage the other

cast members might as well

not show up, and even in

decline she still plays her

Grande Dame roles, upstaging

greater players but somehow

unresented as she slips behind the

dark curtain of rebirth.

Elephant

The elephant is in the room above, the

heavy footfalls of rage making the

light-fixtures sway and spin

sharp slivers of light to

shatter on the walls, while the

surface of my drink ripples like in some

cheap horror movie, the cat makes a

hasty exit and the

whole house trembles like

Usher on a bad night.

A Modern Prayer

So uncertain of your existence, I

append “pass it on” to each and

every prayer, along with an

inappropriate smiley or a

sly wink, hoping you will

get the joke or at least

not take offence and forget to

forward my imprecation to the

relevant authority.

Lindsey's Erotic Word Weaving

Sugar, spice, sultry, naughty, dirty, kinky, other things nice...so very nice...

Charlotte Newings

Romance and erotica with heart and snark.

Are You Thrilled

because the story must be told

A Voice from Iran

Storytelling, short stories, fable, folk tales,...

Temperature's Rising

Still hot. (It just comes in flashes now.)

MULTIGLOM

The Anne Billson blog

A Submissive Wife

Married Submissive, Exploring the kinky side of life.

Life of a Kinky Wife

Marriage with a Twist

Works of an Unsettled Mind

Stories, Poems and Titillating Epitaphs

Upashna

In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.

My Liver's Trying to Kill Me!... Oh Wait.

A Journey to a Healthier Me.

Undressed Thoughts

dressed in words

The Wild Heart of Life

"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce

Veronica Love-Wylde

Erotic Poet and Artist - Welcome to My Sensual World

Filimages

A quoi servent les images que l'on ne montre pas ?

Jupiter's Lair

Because a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste...