rouge lips
red lips
colour tips
red whips
shimmer tricks
night shade
bathe fade
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rouge lips
red lips
colour tips
red whips
shimmer tricks
night shade
bathe fade
Time is up! Thanks for all the entries.
adolescent09: I liked the meter, rhyme and alliteration especially the b sound in the third line. This one begs to be read aloud.
Pendragon: It did seem to be the lips and eyelids and how she used them that made West attractive.
prendrelemick: Great visual presentation of Dali's sofa or Mae West's lips. I especially liked the word "lushalicious".
Dark Muse: I liked the "shades of truth and lies" and "lived to die and died to live". Now that I think of it Dali and
West remind me of Gatsby.
cafolini: Ah, you pleasantly remind me of Joyce!
Adolescent09: I don't know if this was a second entry, but I will consider it as one. It is clear and powerful and fits the theme.
Gilliatt Gurgle: Nice comparison of going west and West's name. I liked the last two lines.
Melanie: I liked the comparison between West's and Dali's unconventionality.
cacian: Nice short lines with good meter. I liked the last two lines with the -ade rhyme.
The winner is prendrelemick!
Constructing a set of words that looked like both West's lips and Dali's sofa seemed right in line with the pattern.
Okay, now say that ten times fast LOLQuote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
A much deserved winner!! Woo hoo!!
"puckeriplump" made me giggle. You should
write your own dictionary...love the words.
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Thankyou.
And now..... Party time!
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Congrats prendrelemick, a literal picture poem.
You're on fire in the poetry contest section, prendrel! Congrats! Really cool image to boot ;)
I'll be busy with work later, so sorry for my hasty entry.
Chopped and Screwed Tchaikovsky
Adol09
Pick it up, drop the kick, dance a bit to groovy licks!
Goldy locks soggy mops trickle the floor with salt drips!
She's lookin' hype, the night is light, the mood is right, can I get in?
Convulsive beats? Get off your seats! hippies, 'emo's and hovering hoots
We'll rock this night like long ago
when flutes and pipes amped up the show!!!
Strobe lights, teeth white.
Party time tonight!
Dancing to sweet sweat
And morning dreams.
Gosh your tits
Look good tonight!
kittypaws
Night Club
She stood out amid the crowd,
and suddenly it was as if
no one else was around,
when she laughed it drowned out
all other sound.
Her eyes pulled me though,
magnetized I was drawn to her,
my feet barely moved,
it was electric attraction.
And she made my body move,
in ways I never imagined,
I wanted to watch her dance,
the way the light hit her face,
it was enough to make my heart stop.
But her hair on my face,
it jolts me back to life,
and in the middle of everything,
we are alone in the room,
everyone else fades
out of my range of vision.
When her body moves
all I want to do is catch hold of her
and pull her close wishing this night
will never end.
Cuties move their bodies, bared
Suggesting fresh surprise,
Competing for him while he stared
Giggling to his eyes.
a party mood
is like a groove
up down
the smooth
it rolls off
prunes
in music
tunes
the dance floor
moves
a punch
and sooth
it sounds
like soon
petals
of moons
are lit up
noon
Never Forget the First Dance
May I have this dance, your blue eyes entrance me
I've been watching you, the way you move so free
I've got to take this chance, may be the only dance I get with you
Hold you in my arms safe from all harm I love you
The way you move is divine, your lips taste like wine I'm intoxicated
I know I took my time, but now the time is right I've waited
Now the music fades will you walk away and leave me?
Or will you hold me tight each and every night believe in me
Forty years ago, but still you know, glad I took the chance
It's our anniversary, come here to me: Baby let's dance!
(C) Pendragon 6/7/2013
Orbs on the Dance Floor
You’re lost, mesmerized in mammary,
gin doubles the vision, hence the pleasure.
A circus of blondes completes the plenary,
one after another, an ocular treasure!
You cleave to the shadows they cast,
but time wreaks havoc on firmness at last.
I’m the ring leader at center stage
Watching you perform a shallow charade.
But I am intrigued, you must disengage
synthetic beauty that’ll leave you betrayed.
Follow my Orbs, one yellow, one white
They’re near the arm, the one on her right.
Here I am! … in short auburn crown.
The origin of my roots will not deceive.
My orbs are modest, not cloaked with silk gown,
a natural beauty in peasant weave.
The allure of (O)orbs, flesh or paranormal*,
titillate a hetero fella’s hormonal.
* http://www.theorbwhisperer.com/ (credit YesNo for the link from another thread)
The orbs that guys prefer to see
Are not out floating mystically,
But come attached: above, a face;
Below, long legs to rock the place.
Anyone else?
I'll decide over the Weekend.