| Hello! Welcome to my poetry page, which was formerly called "off the top of my head" and located at geocities.com/pelemoonchild/poems.html. I will be re-posting quite a bit of my poetry from the old site, but for the most part, new works will be featured here. Enjoy! Please note: some of the poems feature mature subject matter(s) and are not suited for readers under the age of 16. Thanks *rainwind |
| BEMUSED Bemused, he's thought describing half his scrutiny spewing blind phrases his foolish something talking was relieving soulless and remained trapped |
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| BENEATH HONEY The moment at peach we are none but an urge and luscious to say less of how shadowy water pictured her winter and elaborate went those meaning purple run about my delicate recall |
| (UNTITLED) sexual massochist I think those are the right words you let me hurt you just a little bit but it's a good kind of pain pleasure sadist thats what they call me I only get a little mean it's all in good fun during sex torture is what they do for punishment call it a little deprivation for extacy it's a thin fine line we walk thank god for good balance |
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| TATTOO i feel like one being left along stuck in a muddle-puddle somewhere its not over the rainbow the bread-and-butterflies I see only flutter through ivy trees a naked woman entangled about the vines a tattoo on a lady's back honey flesh a portrait bzz bzz bzz its bees and they're not busy honeycombs catacombs sleeping beauty lost prick thine finger blood feeds ruby nectar the tear drop in the crown of the faerie queen alas, puck be gone you tizzy the toadstools the little glitter berry keepers tap their toes and weep over their crushed gardens shame shame shame on those who step and do not see blind unwitting they do not percieve |
| THE WAY I LIKE IT sing me sweet utterly touch me so gently hold me long tightly kiss me all tenderly |
| VASSALAGE tie me down I don't want to leave hold me back or I'll walk away lock the door draw the shades restrain and contain me in the bondage of you |
| SLEEP NEAR BLOOD A woman whispers her secrets kept hidden under bare night skin thousands of minimums have passed untouched, unwanted, unloved she spirals to the core of it essential of power an incubated shrine tonging bitter spring moons tattooed 'round her ankle the words to bind her lost in eternity of it sleep near blood my goddess of delerium sleep near blood |
| GROOVY JAZZ those dragon-tongue dreamers who play groovy jazz on their stomachs sit idle and watch the partakers of dawn flock to them and the soliliquey of hamlet said wrong by the comman man is the answer to the questioning eigths they tap out on the handles to the iron work lace gates of freedom |
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| SCARLET send in lights violet exactly right sizes chosen randomly, exremely, efficently not for love; instead rising, tasting almonds, touching intensely, owing no salvation |
| BOILING seduce intoxication last, violate, enjoy, reproduce such continuous romanticism eeks eeks nasty fun lick ice right there and taste it on nubile skin |
| SALSA BITES showing interest, launching violence, entertaining revolutions sends chills running every enthusiastic nob; fixing lime irritations recreates, takes acidid tastes; involving oxygen nibbles sedation |
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