Day: September 3, 2019
Ice Cube Fantasy
“Close your eyes”
he said
and I did…
“Don’t move at all”
*
Then silence
*
My stilled naked body
wondering what was in store
*
Then the drip
*
Single drop of icy water
on my throat
where it lay
in the little pooled area
between my neck and chest
*
Second drop
between breasts
slithering down skin
chasing my belly button
*
I caught my breath
two more drops
one on each breast
hardening the already anxious nipples
*
Two more drops
across sensitive hipbones
causing a rising wriggle
to which he said
“Stay still”
and I obeyed
biting my lip and inhaling
calming myself
although anything but calm
*
He continued…
ice cube dripping
down inner thighs and calves
even sexy pink toes
got a treat
*
And then
three, four
I don’t know how many
down the narrow slit
of all wonder and ecstasy
gasping trembles…
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Ice Cube Fantasy
“Close your eyes”
he said
and I did…
“Don’t move at all”
*
Then silence
*
My stilled naked body
wondering what was in store
*
Then the drip
*
Single drop of icy water
on my throat
where it lay
in the little pooled area
between my neck and chest
*
Second drop
between breasts
slithering down skin
chasing my belly button
*
I caught my breath
two more drops
one on each breast
hardening the already anxious nipples
*
Two more drops
across sensitive hipbones
causing a rising wriggle
to which he said
“Stay still”
and I obeyed
biting my lip and inhaling
calming myself
although anything but calm
*
He continued…
ice cube dripping
down inner thighs and calves
even sexy pink toes
got a treat
*
And then
three, four
I don’t know how many
down the narrow slit
of all wonder and ecstasy
gasping trembles…
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consumed by the day
as gentle
as new fallen snow
on the window sill
against the window pane
as fragile
as that snow
in the same storm
turned to rain
as impermanent
as feelings
that do not live
in the heart
like snow
in the rain
consumed
by the day
perception of a girl
yeah
there was this one girl
we were in and out
of each other’s lives
to her I was no big deal
yet to me she showed
beyond today’s current woman
something special
it is a perception
regardless of it’s accuracy
that I will always carry
close to my heart
Warmth – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: wildflowers at Talgomine Reserve.
“Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.” John Muir
Warmth
Winters dark that keeps the soil
surrenders now to shards of early light
that creep around the curtains
and stroke my eyes,
rousing me from sleep and
filling the air with crackle and buzz
a language feared redundant,
the sad rot of autumn feeds the new
and a warmth long absent in my bones
draws forth life in every corner,
while everywhere expectation wafts
and I weave my sense of joy
into this new day.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Entrepeneur – Poem 43 – Written By Glenn Thomas
He had it all an entrepreneur who broke the mould, but the only thing he ever sold was his soul. Related
The Hand That Feeds
“My demons never stop trying to tear me down.
But I never stop fighting back.”
My demons aren’t just idle creatures lurking in the shadows. They’re alive, well fed, and rabid. They’ll rip the flesh from your bones before you could even blink. They’re just that aggressive. Sometimes I think, maybe if I try to befriend them, ease their hostility, offer them kindness, then maybe they’d show me mercy. But they don’t.
They never do.
They bite my fingers, or remind me of who I really am in his voice, and once again I’m their helpless little victim. And I fear they’re going to eat me alive one of these days.
© Sarah Doughty
2015
And here I am, years later.
They don’t give up.
But neither do I.
Fluxus – A poem by Goff James
Endless Love ~ nonet
Endless Love
No secret hides within this missive,
this announcement for all to hear.
No message in a bottle
afloat without purpose,
it loudly proclaims
for all to hear,
You have my
endless
love.
This nonet is a response to Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday
#Poetry Challenge No. 141 #PhotoPrompt, with her photo.
The Reluctant Poet 