sex ***** SEXUAL DESIRE

Momentous meeting
High desire
Mutual ecstacy
Touching
Flesh to flesh
Every skin is hot
Rushing
Oozing fluid
Blushing sweat
Feel now
Retreat not
Lust is to lust
Open wide
There is love
About to enter
Bone exploding
Trembling orgasm
Sensual expression
Breathing fires
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poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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Losing Hope

I got a faulty parachute
I got a stranger's friend
An exciting change in
My butchers blend
A symbol on the ceiling
With the flick of a switch
My new found hero
In the enemy's ditching

Well somebody's something was left in the room
And man

song performed by Jack Johnson from Brushfire Fairytales
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Hoping Someone Is Convinced

If anyone follows another,
To the edge of a cliff...
And claim not to know it?
Either has done it prepared,
With a parachute strapped their back.
Or stands hoping someone is convinced,
They visit from a different neighborhood.
And thought they were touring to uncover,
An assortment of aspects others sought...
To revitalize the area.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Junk

Motor cars, handle bars
Bicycles for two
Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots
Sleeping bags for two
Sentimental jamboree
Buy buy
Says the sign in the shop window
Why why
Says the in junk the yard
Candlesticks, building bricks
Some old and new
Memories for you and me
Buy buy
Says the sign in the shop window
Why why
Says the in junk in the yard

song performed by Paul McCartney
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Summer Oh Summer

time to keep moving
walk a trail
trek a mountain
climb to the peaks
go beyond mists and fog
go agog
walk the plateaus
volley the valleys
go high on cliffs
hang and jump
and let go
on a pack of
parachute
fall on the deep river
ride the rage
swim and kick
and join the fall
of the waterfall
wrestle the alligator
coil with the snakes

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The guard

We were observing, doing recognisance
on a enemy camp, had parachuted in
during the night, dropping from very high
and my comrades and I had leopard crawled,
catwalked from dark patch to dark patch,
from shadow to shadow
using the cover of knee high grass
and with the sun rising
was in a dense small bush

reporting back on tanks and armoured cars,
the number of soldiers seen,
how battle ready they seemed
when a little boy herded a few goats
and with a bone thin dog came along
and I let them go, not being able
to kill them as the enemy
and almost immediately we had to leave.

Soon hundreds of enemy soldiers

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poem by Gert Strydom
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To Meet Another Day

In the shower
Her tears mingle with the steel rimmed faucet
Artificial downpours ignescent libations
Parachuting raindrops
On the pours of her late summers sinews
Both releasing and imprisoning
Her thoughts meditations
To the disasters of the past
And the future inference
As vapour breaths of dew exhume the room
Entrapping its occupants
With hopes of quite gloom
Safe in the mechanics of volcanic rain
Blanketing the porcelain of her flesh tender pink
She holds onto the air expecting a miracle
To materialize in a magic box of Gods tricks
But none do show
Preferring to stay silent
with trademark anonymity
As the child she loves

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poem by Kevin Patrick
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Le Socle

L’Amour qui souriait en son bronze d’or clair
Au centre du bassin qu’enfeuille, soir à soir,
L’automne, a chancelé en se penchant pour voir
En l’onde son reflet lui rire, inverse et vert.

Le prestige mystérieux s’est entr’ouvert ;
Sa chute, par sa ride, a brisé le miroir,
Et dans la transparence en paix du cristal noir
On l’aperçoit qui dort sous l’eau qui l’a couvert.

Le lieu est triste ; l’if est dur ; le cyprès nu.
L’allée au loin s’enfonce où nul n’est revenu
Dont le pas à jamais vibre au fond de l’écho ;

Et, de l’Amour tombé du socle qu’il dénude,
Il reste un bloc égal qui semble le tombeau
Du songe, du silence et de la solitude.

poem by Henri de Regnier
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Nirvana Blue

I just jumped out in the open
Without knowing if my parachute would save me
Its quiet and peaceful in this emotional nirvana blue
cause taking off was so easy
But landing very rough
No tears
No smile
Not even the urge to cry
Your portrait is fading
Raw canvas remaining
As a white page in my soul

song performed by Hooverphonic
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Globe Of Parachutes

Dandelion seeds float upwards on the wind,
Climbing high and cruising lazily on.
Downy tufts of canopies so fine,
Each one gliding out of sight, and gone.

A cycle repeated every year the same,
Colonizing the ground with fresh new plants,
As we with a puff of breath, disturb the globe
Of parachutes, and so assist their dance.

Bright vibrant blooms in banks and meadows found.
Yellow spheres, illuminate eye and mind.
Such optimists who bravely shine their gold,
Across out land, a feast for all to find.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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A Psychedelic God - A Thank You Note

The drift of a percussion nib
A mental voyager, a bohemian cosmonaut
Exploring uncharted frontiers of the whimsical mind
In the vastness, the infinitude of galactic spaces
Perforating ingenious black holes
Chutes of inspiration, free falling to the plea of gravities
As the wandering mind chisels on stone paper
Its journeys and treks, legendary tales exuding the essence
Of an overgenerous chimera, surpassing sight's farthest prophecies
Cerebral odysseys transcending mythical epics, medieval folklore
To capture the nomadic spirit, yet the exemplary purity
Of the suppleness of creation, masterminded
By another horizon-less wayfarer, an apical journeyman
A celestial potter, nom de plume ‘Lord the creator'
As a humble poet parts with a thanksgiving note
For the gift of a boundless providence, to sketch his own tale of fatum
As he tributes the imaginative force of a psychedelic God

poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Another Excuse! Another Lie!

I dreamt of Utopia,
Where I loved my neighbor’s wife –
Tomatoes, lettuce, cucumbers, and more
– Her Vegetarians’ Paradise

Like Monet’s work, the sun effuses
To Minnie Pearl in this night of my version
With Snoopy sniffing Charlotte
Hiding behind the chute

As Motrin’s working on this arthritis
Pain eased into night of my oblivion
That every now and then, I heard me snoring
As I soared inside the plane

It’s Casper wrapped-up in the clouds
Watching Pearl husked tamales’ wrap
And from the aisle of yellow corns
Henry’s tractor whistling its horn

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poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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L'abreuvoir

En un creux de terrain aussi profond qu'un antre,
Les étangs s'étalaient dans leur sommeil moiré,
Et servaient d'abreuvoir au bétail bigarré,
Qui s'y baignait, le corps dans l'eau jusqu'à mi-ventre.

Les troupeaux descendaient, par des chemins penchants :
Vaches à pas très lents, chevaux menés à l'amble,
Et les boeufs noirs et roux qui souvent, tous ensemble,
Beuglaient, le cou tendu, vers les soleils couchants.

Tout s'anéantissait dans la mort coutumière,
Dans la chute du jour: couleurs, parfums, lumière,
Explosions de sève et splendeurs d'horizons ;

Des brouillards s'étendaient en linceuls aux moissons,
Des routes s'enfonçaient dans le soir - infinies,
Et les grands boeufs semblaient râler ces agonies.

poem by Emile Verhaeren
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Le Gout du Néant

Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte,
L'Espoir, dont l'éperon attisait ton ardeur,
Ne veut plus t'enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur,
Vieux cheval dont le pied à chaque obstacle bute.
Résigne-toi, mon coeur; dors ton sommeil de brute.

Esprit vaincu, fourbu! Pour toi, vieux maraudeur,
L'amour n'a plus de gout, non plus que la dispute;
Adieu donc, chants du cuivre et soupirs de la flûte!
Plaisirs, ne tentez plus un coeur sombre et boudeur!
Le Printemps adorable a perdu son odeur!

Et le Temps m'engloutit minute par minute,
Comme la neige immense un corps pris de roideur;
Je contemple d'en haut le globe en sa rondeur,
Et je n'y cherche plus l'abri d'une cahute.
Avalanche, veux-tu m'emporter dans ta chute?

poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Mothers Are Not Alike

God blessed and made her a woman
to conceive and deliver ‘twin babies’.
Such baby-girls some long to have
and some are cursed not to have.
Schemes are plenty to help grow these girls.
When animals too feed the kids of other,
a beastly mother slit the throat of one baby-girl,
born to her two weeks back with a blade.
Her mother-in-law suffocated the second baby.
What a heart these have to irk the Creator Himself!

Slipping through the discharge chute
in the toilet of the running train,
her sudden-born baby
fell on to the tracks.
Rinku flung herself from the train
to rescue her babe.
She never thought of pulling the chain
to stop the speeding train.
Mother and her babe are safe! A miracle!

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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Maries The Name

Very old friend
Came by today
As he was telling everyone in town
Of all the love that hed just found
And maries the name (of his latest flame)
Talked and talked
And I heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
Prettiest green eyes anywhere
And maries the name (of his latest flame)
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
His money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is famous
She is funny
An engagement ring
Doesnt mean a thing
To a mind consumed by brass (money), oh

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song performed by Smiths
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The Egret Floating

I was suddenly back in bristles
when I saw the egret floating,
a stretched spline thrown down

or just knocked off. The threat
was to crack my code,
that back and forth convention

of the highway. From that throne
of all-leaned-back, the chute
was dropping.

Now a huge, drowsy brood
of snowies spangles the cove;
now the self falls absent from the car.

An unbroken seed-head.
Shoots tossed outward. A solar
system. To build planets here,

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poem by C.J. Sage
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Sky Soup

The birds
Cutthrough
The blue—
Thick, azure porridge
Of the astral plane.
Steam building,
Billowing in
Cumulonimbus clouds
Blowing in thhhhecool front.
The aluminum wings
Of an airplane
Tear a ____
Through it allllllllllllllllll,
` The stew drains simmering—
A whirlpool bent around the jagged edge
Of the sunbeams emanating
From the soup
We call a sky,
It all mixes
With alphabet letters

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poem by Tim Stensloff
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Les Jardins

Secrets observateurs, leur studieuse main
En des vases d'argile et de verre et d'airain
Enferme la nature et les riches campagnes.
Ce sont là leurs vallons, leurs forêts, leurs montagnes.
Barbares possesseurs, Procustes furieux,
Sous le niveau jaloux leur fer injurieux
Mutile sans pitié les plaintives dryades.
Le plomb, les murs de pierre enchaînant les naïades,
De bassins en bassins, de degrés en degrés,
Guident leur chute esclave et leurs pas mesurés,
Là, quelle muse libre et naïve et fidèle
Peut naître? Loin du bois, comme si Philomèle,
Sous leurs treillages peints dont la main du sculpteur
A ciselé l'acanthe ou le lierre imposteur,
Allait chercher ces sons dont le printemps s'honore,
Délices de la nuit, délices de l'aurore!

poem by Andre Marie de Chenier
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Marie's The Name / Rusholme Ruffians

Very old friend
Came by today
As he was telling everyone in town
Of all the love that he'd just found
And marie's the name (of his latest flame)
Talked and talked
And i heard him say
That she had the longest blackest hair
Prettiest green eyes anywhere
And marie's the name (of his latest flame)
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
His money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine
She is famous
She is funny
An engagement ring
Doesn't mean a thing
To a mind consumed by brass (money), oh

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song performed by Smiths
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