A Short Collection of Trashy Poems

Thanks Bar your comment is even more delightful!

Fire, yeep, it's all about the money :wink5:

Prince you are tooooo kind...!

I was thinking a little biblical, too! Adorable, in any event!

By the way, I, too, love your previous poem. That's a keeper, short and stunning.

Thanks Qim, that means so much!

yes there is a bit of biblical suggestion but its only tinny tinny, mostly the reference is profane. It's a double entendre, Adam -- apple -- Adam's apple, anatomically speaking. Hence, Old Spice for the Adam's apple, and cinnamon spice for the apple pie. : )

Hi Haunted
can you quit being so damn prolific... now I am miles behind :) I loved the anesthesioligist and adams apple. They were both mysterious to me and very well written. They also both had a different feel to most of your work as though you have swerved off onto a diversion.

The padded skin at the end of the former made me think of your cats, but that may be way off and your doubloe entendres of the latter were a delight. Way to go New Yoik .
Jerry

Quote:

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would it be too forward
if I finger taste you

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Not quite sure how to read that bit, but yes, it does sound rather 'too forward'...

A cheeky little poem nonetheless.

Oh yes cinnamon very cheeky indeed... with a tinge of apple. A little cheekiness with a lot to say. Clever girl.

Thanks b|v and Mary, hope it was fun for you, a cheeky apple poem a day keeps the nosy neighbor away...

Jer, long time no see. Thrilled to hear you're loving the anesthesioligist and adams, that's a double A rating for New Yoik, yay. Interesting take on the padded paws, but no cats here. I just love a nice soft hand, not the veiny ones. Makes the going a pleasure trip.

Sorry Prince, I can just sense you getting totally morbid out now.

Haunted, well constructed and clever poem. I like it very much. Interesting use of metaphor and precise words to invoke suggestion. Now this one seems to be based very much on 'imagery', even though 'concept' is still very obvious.

Janine, really glad you like it. You're right, I'm not big on imagery. It's one of my weak points. But your comment is reassuring. Thanks!

Hiding my veiny hands here :D

hands with big blue veins
now in a poem that tries to rhyme
I say Jerry is just as vain
his blue blood going to his head
Baldy he might be but not in vain

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A Short Collection of Trashy Poems

introduction
D22 westbound
love story
overnight snow
his green eyes
September 2nd
existence
dinner date
don't take my baby
car talk
Google Earth
dead on
My name is Jane
hazardous driving
of cat and men (a Christmas poem)
the anesthesiologist
Adam's apple pie
honesty
the real me
the fire
Sense and Sensuality
800 days of winter

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thanks I’m just fine
yes I got disconnected
no I don’t know the number
no I don’t know the name
ummm actually...
I wasn’t callin’ anyone
I have no one...
did you know you can
implode in a void...
now there’s an echo
can you fix that
that low drawn out wailin’
wailin’ wailin’ wailin’
before you do that operator
can you please
reconnect me

Ouch! This has the ring (and the sting!) of reality....

what a beautiful lonely poem! so effective with lack of number and name. An echo, a void and endless wailing! Very moving Haunted.

I think 'quickly' detracts for the sense of emptiness and disconnection of the poem and would consider removing it.