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"Somewhere to post your favourite poetry.. Here's mine Girls Who Wear Glasses It’s said “that men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses” But what if the girl is wrapped within Such soft velvet-like skin Or she is full of vitality and vigour Or has an hourglass figure With a pinched waist and curvaceous hips Or moist pouting lips Perhaps she has milky white thighs Or maybe come to bed eyes What if her blouse struggles to repress Her large heaving chest? Maybe she has a dazzling smile that wins Or has long slender pins Would men ask out girls who wore glasses If they had really nice arses? Kind of sums me up
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Little
rose,
roselet,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as though I’ll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but
suddenly
my feet touch your feet and my mouth your lips:
you have grown,
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my breast,
my arm scarcely manages to encircle the thin
new-moon line of your waist:
in love you loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth. | |||
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 So lovely to read such beautiful words xx
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Still the sheet of water sits
Still the distant trees on the headland
Still the grey clouds hang silently over me
Still am I
Alone in the silence
I hear a faint murmur
Is it the sound of some deep current stirring beneath the water
The sound of a distant bird settling down for the night
The sound of some small creature stirring into existence beneath my feet
No
It is me
It is the sound of my heart | |||
"[Removed by poster at 30/10/18 09:34:17]" I read it..was it one of yours? | |||
"[Removed by poster at 30/10/18 09:34:17] I read it..was it one of yours? " The second one I posted is, yes. | |||
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"[Removed by poster at 30/10/18 09:34:17] I read it..was it one of yours? The second one I posted is, yes." I'm a fan of your work  | |||
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"[Removed by poster at 30/10/18 09:34:17] I read it..was it one of yours? The second one I posted is, yes. I'm a fan of your work "Me too | |||
"[Removed by poster at 30/10/18 09:34:17] I read it..was it one of yours? The second one I posted is, yes. I'm a fan of your work
Me too " Thank you both | |||
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"Warningpoem When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit. You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes. But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers. But maybe I ought to practise a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. Jenny Joseph" I love this... so me | |||
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"In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields."  | |||
"And one I wrote years ago but still makes me giggle. Disclaimer: This poem is not based on anyone but more the that when I wrote it this topic was regularly discussed. An ode to the fab crazy bitches They lurk in the forum Waiting for their man To post a reply The clock it ticks They get impatient Refresh the page Green arrow utilistation Damn it he posted And that slag replied Her days are numbered I'll troll her He's mine" This is so funny | |||
"Warningpoem When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people's gardens And learn to spit. You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes. But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers. But maybe I ought to practise a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. Jenny Joseph" Oh I'm loving this one!! Thank you for sharing | |||
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"And one I wrote years ago but still makes me giggle. Disclaimer: This poem is not based on anyone but more the that when I wrote it this topic was regularly discussed. An ode to the fab crazy bitches They lurk in the forum Waiting for their man To post a reply The clock it ticks They get impatient Refresh the page Green arrow utilistation Damn it he posted And that slag replied Her days are numbered I'll troll her He's mine" | |||
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Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love. | |||
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"Another one of mine My eyes explore every curve. I surrender to desire Tides of passion consumes me Rushed by lust, Your flame inspires the fire. -- Fingertips dance. Tongues caress. Bodies mould together Beguiled by your scent Enslaved by your kiss -- Your sensual feast, The sweet taste, of heat and honey. We move in rhythm In race to ecstasy -- In fevered motion, sweat drips Lost in sensual devotion, nails across skin, your weight on my hips. -- Then, the quickening, Our bodies surge, breathless, entwined Every inch of you perfect Every inch divine." | |||
"Another one of mine My eyes explore every curve. I surrender to desire Tides of passion consumes me Rushed by lust, Your flame inspires the fire. -- Fingertips dance. Tongues caress. Bodies mould together Beguiled by your scent Enslaved by your kiss -- Your sensual feast, The sweet taste, of heat and honey. We move in rhythm In race to ecstasy -- In fevered motion, sweat drips Lost in sensual devotion, nails across skin, your weight on my hips. -- Then, the quickening, Our bodies surge, breathless, entwined Every inch of you perfect Every inch divine." | |||
" I once thought it wise to forward some cock pics as a surprise, But the fair maiden was less than impressed, She chastised me and blocked me after ridiculing my paltry size. Now alone with no meets, I sadly witness my profile collapse, No fear, my next message will surely be favoured, for who can resist, my bright red anal prolapse. Ok I had 5 minutes on coffee break. " 
Don't give up the day job | |||
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"I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this thread so far. Some beautiful poetry on display. Howard’s made me well up a little though. Thanks KB! " You're very welcome MrsM.. We used to do them a lot when I was last here.. perhaps we can carry it on and on like some other threads  | |||
"Here's one I wrote that I hope some of you can relate to:- "Fear is a choice, when deciding to meet, someone new from a faraway street. Pulses can race, heart rates can quicken, butterflies, your tummy can sicken. But comfort zones need to be challenged sometime, opportunities ladder, you must climb. Be not faint of heart, for the chance, rejoice, and remember always, that fear is a choice"." very apt | |||
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"Somewhere to post your favourite poetry.. Here's mine Girls Who Wear Glasses It’s said “that men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses” But what if the girl is wrapped within Such soft velvet-like skin Or she is full of vitality and vigour Or has an hourglass figure With a pinched waist and curvaceous hips Or moist pouting lips Perhaps she has milky white thighs Or maybe come to bed eyes What if her blouse struggles to repress Her large heaving chest? Maybe she has a dazzling smile that wins Or has long slender pins Would men ask out girls who wore glasses If they had really nice arses? Kind of sums me up
"I wear glasses not sure about my arse tho | |||
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"Somewhere to post your favourite poetry.. Here's mine Girls Who Wear Glasses It’s said “that men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses” But what if the girl is wrapped within Such soft velvet-like skin Or she is full of vitality and vigour Or has an hourglass figure With a pinched waist and curvaceous hips Or moist pouting lips Perhaps she has milky white thighs Or maybe come to bed eyes What if her blouse struggles to repress Her large heaving chest? Maybe she has a dazzling smile that wins Or has long slender pins Would men ask out girls who wore glasses If they had really nice arses? Kind of sums me up
I wear glasses not sure about my arse tho "Poetry is for everyone Im sure there is a poem that sums you up somewhere | |||
"This morning as I lay in bed, A dirty thought tcame in my head, I Read a story an interracial, About a milf who got a facial, All this got my old dick a throbbing First time in ages thought of waking, Then I saw the forum post I have to say congrats to host, So in the end it’s nice for me To get my cock spurting with glee!! You since the cancer I got No porn or people could get me hot, Hope you enjoyed this little Rhyme I’m glad I’m here and had the time.. Xx Stella " By the way This was factual | |||
