WROTE

Tags

poem, poetry, satire, love, irony

WROTE

Wrote a poem
on love

you argued with me
under what authority
and who it was
gave me permission

asked me
to show you
my pornstar credentials
without which love
isn’t truly
love at all.

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QUEEN’S PAWN

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Chess, female, loss, love, poem, poetry

QUEEN’S PAWN

I spent my Sunday morning
thinking of you
cracking chess problems

thinking forks and pins but
you outplayed me
as if I didn’t know
a bishop
from a rook, a king
from a queen

and what a queen you are
now you have your king

and me left here
puzzling, what sequence
of moves to mate this
black one, kill that white one.

FOR WHAT THAT IS WORTH

Tags

love, Peace, poem, poetry, Sunday, War

morning
still
firing

all night
storm’s artillery
has been
unloading

and though
now first light
there is no command
as yet
to go on the offensive

so I snuggle
back down under the duvet
not go
over the top

at pointblank range
these sheets
of rain so horrible, deadly

but soon
the sound of cars and
storm subsiding with
the light

bells of peace, for indeed
it’s Sunday
day

of rest and
worship
borderline
bliss
out
in love’s
trenches

(for what
that is worth)

THE WALK

Tags

erotic, female, love, poem, poetry, Sensual, sexual symbolism

you walk
with all the sensuality
you don’t think you have
oozing, pouring out you

let me
bring a cup
and fill
it up

just a sip
will get me so
bad drunk
you will
have to hold me
have to save me

FIT

Tags

Alien, erotic, female, love, male, philosophical, poem, Poet, poetry, poststructuralist, science fiction, sexual symbolism, touch, Twist in the tail, Universe, wordplay

FIT

there is an alien species
swarming in my bed

their queen
whispering sweet
alien nothings
in my ear

telling me that
we are
made for each
other

her wings
are enough to carry me

and that, in spite
of the tricky
linguistic differences

we are
a perfect fit

POEM for R.K.

Tags

love, Muse, poem, Poet, poetry, writing

POEM for R.K.

poem
knocked at my door
invited itself in
made itself comfortable

which pleased me
until more and more
streamed into the house
sat themselves down
threw themselves all
over my tables, my
floor,
stuffed my shelves

went digital, broadcasting
themselves locally,
globally, all
around

each new arrival
that bit better
than the rest

until she, your poem, duly
arrived

leaving me
almost lost for words, my
words writing themselves,

tall and
sonnet slim and
darker than Shakespeare’s
darkest lady
I thought

this was the
end but

when I reached the end
I realized it was just beginning.

they were not

Tags

death, loss, love, poem, poetry

they were not
the nicest, kindest people

they lived, they died
(briefly) struggled
to survive

but
I loved them

OVERDOSE

Tags

comic, erotic, poem, poetry, sexual symbolism

OVERDOSE

I want to overdose on that drug
where I dream of you

and we are
unashamed lovers, know
every inch of each other’s bodies
like we have a
satellite map

that would be good too:
making love in
zero gravity:

docking, undocking

yes, Houston

we have you
about to
enter orbit

confidence is
sky (pink
alien sky)
high.

GRAIL

Tags

age, Desire, erotic, loss, love, poem, poetry, sexual symbolism

GRAIL

old
and frail

you so
young
bubbling, oozing

yet I do
understand, yes
understand it intellectually,
logically, perfectly

why you
should deign to give, should
flat-out refuse me

one last sip
from Grail of legend

parting
shot at
what it means to
be alive

THE DIFFERENCE

Tags

erotic, female, love, poem, poetry, sexual symbolism, wordplay

THE DIFFERENCE

It’s hard to figure
the difference between
you and milkshake

perhaps it’s to do
with how I
drink you

no milkshake ever drunk so slow
lasting forever

nor did I ever drink you
like a lion
at the river

like
a cat