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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines

Not sure if this will work. I have posted the odd verse in some of the threads so

Are a poet?

Do you have what it takes to write a small verse and dedicate it to a forumite, be creative, sensual, rude, whatever takes your fancy

Let's see what happens

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

me.

we.

one of muhammad ali's best

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By *ce WingerMan  over a year ago

P.O. Box DE1 0NQ

I'm a poet, but I don't know it

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By *rincess peachWoman  over a year ago

shits creek

https://youtu.be/1wDg1J6AZQ0

It's 3 years old but here ya go

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"https://youtu.be/1wDg1J6AZQ0

It's 3 years old but here ya go"

absolutely loved it 10 out of 10

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

When the night is dark and closes in on you

And your loss feels so hard to bear,

When the pain’s so sharp and sadness engulfs you,

You rage that it feels so unfair.

Life so shortened it seems,

Snatched out of thin air.

A heart so sore wounded it feels it’s torn in two,

Friendships that meant so much to you.

Yet when our heart feels most broken and the abyss feels a fall way,

Light and love break through the emptiness

to guide us through each day.

Death is not the end, but a transition and transcendence,

Though the loss to us

Feels like evanescence.

Your friends will forever live within your mind and heart for life

Until your own divine spark joins them in the light.

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By *ambozaMan  over a year ago

kilburn park

I do read and compose poetry... but it takes ages for me to finish to my satisfaction.

Great poem Peach

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"When the night is dark and closes in on you

And your loss feels so hard to bear,

When the pain’s so sharp and sadness engulfs you,

You rage that it feels so unfair.

Life so shortened it seems,

Snatched out of thin air.

A heart so sore wounded it feels it’s torn in two,

Friendships that meant so much to you.

Yet when our heart feels most broken and the abyss feels a fall way,

Light and love break through the emptiness

to guide us through each day.

Death is not the end, but a transition and transcendence,

Though the loss to us

Feels like evanescence.

Your friends will forever live within your mind and heart for life

Until your own divine spark joins them in the light."

so beautiful and heartfelt, thank you for sharing something that is obviously emotional and close to you

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By *parkle1974Woman  over a year ago

Leeds

You and I..poetry in motion

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

• There once was a woman from Ealing who had a peculiar feeling

• She laid on her back....

The next two lines need to be confirmed by an Ealing lady before divulging

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"When the night is dark and closes in on you

And your loss feels so hard to bear,

When the pain’s so sharp and sadness engulfs you,

You rage that it feels so unfair.

Life so shortened it seems,

Snatched out of thin air.

A heart so sore wounded it feels it’s torn in two,

Friendships that meant so much to you.

Yet when our heart feels most broken and the abyss feels a fall way,

Light and love break through the emptiness

to guide us through each day.

Death is not the end, but a transition and transcendence,

Though the loss to us

Feels like evanescence.

Your friends will forever live within your mind and heart for life

Until your own divine spark joins them in the light.

so beautiful and heartfelt, thank you for sharing something that is obviously emotional and close to you"

I wrote it for a friend recently, but my Mum died last Monday, so although I’ve not been moved to write one for her yet, this fitted my mood. Thank you for your kind words.

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"I'm a poet, but I don't know it "

You have a bald head and you're scared to show it?

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"You and I..poetry in motion "

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By *rincess peachWoman  over a year ago

shits creek


"You and I..poetry in motion "

You bring the basket, I'll get the lotion

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"You and I..poetry in motion

You bring the basket, I'll get the lotion "

You emanate love, who needs a potion?

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

My love is endless

To the day I die

To love you

To be there for you

In bad times

And in good times

Will you be my shining star

Forever and always x x x x

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By *ittle_brat_evie!!Woman  over a year ago

evesham

I actually had a poem published in a book when I was at school

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"I actually had a poem published in a book when I was at school "
I wrote song lyrics for my band when I was much younger

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"https://youtu.be/1wDg1J6AZQ0

It's 3 years old but here ya go"

First time I've heard this, fantastic

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

bumblebee ...

waiting

to be stepped over

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By *ady LickWoman  over a year ago

Northampton Somewhere

I've recently written a poem for my best friend who is 50 next week. It's a bit shit but I think she'll like it! The first line is 'I can't believe that you are 50, looking so young and still so nifty'

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By *lint-EverhardMan  over a year ago

Perpignan and cap

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By *ob Carpe DiemMan  over a year ago

Torquay

Etiquette by W S Gilbert is worth a read

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"I've recently written a poem for my best friend who is 50 next week. It's a bit shit but I think she'll like it! The first line is 'I can't believe that you are 50, looking so young and still so nifty' "
good start

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By *lint-EverhardMan  over a year ago

Perpignan and cap

There was a young woman from Leeds

Who swallowed a packet of seeds

In under an hour

Her tits were in flower

And her fanny was covered in s

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"There was a young woman from Leeds

Who swallowed a packet of seeds

In under an hour

Her tits were in flower

And her fanny was covered in s"

cant beat a Yorkshire classic

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

I entered this at the Nottingham Poetry Festival (it didn't win haha)

Nobody's Looking at You

My husband used to say:

Why spend hours at the gym, to keep yourself slim?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why mess with your head, dye your hair red?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why wear your smart suit, on the daily commute?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why watch what you eat, with a face like regurgitated meat?

Nobody's looking at you!

So I hit him with a spade, on the floor he laid splayed.

Nobody's looking at you!

His eyes roll back in his head, I'm certain he's dead.

Nobody's looking at you!

There's blood on the floor, as he's dragged through the door.

Nobody's looking at you!

He burns in the fire, the flames roaring higher,

Nobody's looking at you!

I've killed that is true, but I'll get away with it too, because........

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines


"I entered this at the Nottingham Poetry Festival (it didn't win haha)

Nobody's Looking at You

My husband used to say:

Why spend hours at the gym, to keep yourself slim?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why mess with your head, dye your hair red?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why wear your smart suit, on the daily commute?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why watch what you eat, with a face like regurgitated meat?

Nobody's looking at you!

So I hit him with a spade, on the floor he laid splayed.

Nobody's looking at you!

His eyes roll back in his head, I'm certain he's dead.

Nobody's looking at you!

There's blood on the floor, as he's dragged through the door.

Nobody's looking at you!

He burns in the fire, the flames roaring higher,

Nobody's looking at you!

I've killed that is true, but I'll get away with it too, because........

"

Dark

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"I entered this at the Nottingham Poetry Festival (it didn't win haha)

Nobody's Looking at You

My husband used to say:

Why spend hours at the gym, to keep yourself slim?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why mess with your head, dye your hair red?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why wear your smart suit, on the daily commute?

Nobody's looking at you!

Why watch what you eat, with a face like regurgitated meat?

Nobody's looking at you!

So I hit him with a spade, on the floor he laid splayed.

Nobody's looking at you!

His eyes roll back in his head, I'm certain he's dead.

Nobody's looking at you!

There's blood on the floor, as he's dragged through the door.

Nobody's looking at you!

He burns in the fire, the flames roaring higher,

Nobody's looking at you!

I've killed that is true, but I'll get away with it too, because........

Dark"

Yeah, I channelled my inner Frankie Boyle for that one haha.

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By *ecadent_DevonMan  over a year ago

Okehampton

The passion, venom heat does sear, course through vein as you draw near. The moonlight reflects in gleaming eye, your lips curled red release a sigh. Your perfumed notes of stories told, your dancing hair, your stance so bold. You're top to tail a fabulous thing, come take my hand, tonight we'll swing

Your thighs afire, your back arched fair, I hunger for that taste so rare. My breath it stirs your nipples taught and in your desire that breath was caught. Your skin as soft as butter milk, over pouting lips tongue slides like silk. Your smile, your eyes of promise bring, come take my hand tonight we'll swing

The sweetness in your hidden deep, a whispered voice sets heart to leap. The turning sun it cannot hide, the urges hidden deep inside. Your symphony of breathless sighs, causes shaft to firm and tip to rise. Your falling tress, my heart does sing, come take my hand, tonight we'll swing

Entwined like vines we are as one, the wine is d*unk the night half done.  And as the dawn kisses hedge awake, our hunger sated, no thirst to slake.  This is our first meet with more to come? Who knows, kiss me deeply, last night we swung.

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Dance the Rhapsody

26 January 2021

Poertry Corner

Your lips, your hips

Your body divine

Feeds my lust

And inflames my desire

To kiss, to touch,

To lick and inspire,

Fuelling then igniting

Your passion and fire

Quenching your thirst

With nectar so pleasing

Tantalising your senses

With caresses so teasing

Building our pleasure

Our dance, our rhapsody

The beat and the rhythm

Culminating in ecstasy

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago


"The passion, venom heat does sear, course through vein as you draw near. The moonlight reflects in gleaming eye, your lips curled red release a sigh. Your perfumed notes of stories told, your dancing hair, your stance so bold. You're top to tail a fabulous thing, come take my hand, tonight we'll swing

Your thighs afire, your back arched fair, I hunger for that taste so rare. My breath it stirs your nipples taught and in your desire that breath was caught. Your skin as soft as butter milk, over pouting lips tongue slides like silk. Your smile, your eyes of promise bring, come take my hand tonight we'll swing

The sweetness in your hidden deep, a whispered voice sets heart to leap. The turning sun it cannot hide, the urges hidden deep inside. Your symphony of breathless sighs, causes shaft to firm and tip to rise. Your falling tress, my heart does sing, come take my hand, tonight we'll swin

Entwined like vines we are as one, the wine is d*unk the night half done.  And as the dawn kisses hedge awake, our hunger sated, no thirst to slake.  This is our first meet with more to come? Who knows, kiss me deeply, last night we swung."

Love that

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

THERE WAS A MAN FROM BRAZIL

WHO ATE A DYNAMITE PILL

HIS TITS GREW TIRED

HIS BUM BACKFIRED

AND HIS WILLY SHOT OVER THE HILL

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By *andyMinx_tvTV/TS  over a year ago

Leeds

Shy...

"Why?"

"Try!"

Sigh...

"Modify!"

Amplify?...

"Rectify!"

"Reply!"

Sigh...

Try...

"Tongue tie?"

Aye...

"Let fly!"

Gonna try...

So standby...

Miss Fly...

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By *gent Coulson OP   Man  over a year ago

Secret hideaway in the pennines

This was a never completed song lyric written about losing my virginity, it was going to be called temptress

I was just a young boy when you took me by my hand

I didn't know the mystery of the things that you had planned.

You lead me to your bedroom, and you whispered do not fear

She drew me close and kissed me, it soon became so clear

She was a temptress

You could see it in her eyes

She was a temptress

And she liked her lovers young

She took from what I had to give

Then showed so much more

Turned me to a man,then showed me to the door

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By *nfin8yWoman  over a year ago

Newcastle-under-Lyme

I wrote this for a bi female I chatted with for a while on a dating site. She was the first person who got me interested in bdsm. Her profile pic was her legs in fishnets

The contours of your legs are all I see

The absence of all else just Tortures me.

I want to Feel you, smell you, taste you

I want to Trace you - with my fingers, my mouth a knife

I want to Map you, I want to slap you

To impregnate your life.

I want to undress you

To softly caress you

To whip and strip

And curse and bless you.

For you are light and dark

Where deep desire will leave its mark

Within my soul your fire will burn

And mine extinguish in its turn.

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By *a LunaWoman  over a year ago

South

To all the men I’ve loved before

You simply were the best

Except for that guy from Chorley

Who hung out in a string vest

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By *s1066Man  over a year ago

Swansea


"To all the men I’ve loved before

You simply were the best

Except for that guy from Chorley

Who hung out in a string vest

An Ode to La Luna

I have admired your pictures from afar and think that you are a real star

I would love to worship you from your head to your feet if only we could meet

Your smile can brighten up the darkest day and make it better in every way

You body is divine and so lush i would love to explore you slowly no need to rush.

"

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