Filthy
I Said No!
No, you're not buying me those cheap dresses, No, I won't let that cheap salon style my tresses; No, I'm not wearing that cheap makeup,
Carol TownendPublished 7 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Fields of Glory
In stadiums of dreams, where passions flare, Where athletes strive with hearts so full of care, A world of sports unfolds, a vibrant scene,
The Peep Show
Car in the drive-thru... Mom adjusts her breasts - nips flash. A man gets a show. (Y'all ready for this little snafu? Me, my mom, and aunt went to McDonalds, and we're sitting in the drive-thru. They are taking forever with someone's order, and we're past the order screen. There's a black truck in front of us. Mom says: "Oh my god, this bra is bugging me. I'm throwing it away when we get home." She reaches down and literally pulls her loose shirt down, and is like, fixing her breasts, pulling them out of the bra and repacking them in there trying to get comfortable. Mom's got big ones, okay? She had to get a boob job to add supportive silicone to help her back. So, those things are pretty noticeable. Especially to the man in front of us in a black truck, who had taken his reflective black sun glasses off, and leaned closer to his side mirror to get a better look at moms accidental peep show. Mom was so embarrassed when we noticed him basically drooling out his window, I thought we weren't going to get our food. LUCKILY the line moved then, so as my Aunt Cathy and I LAUGHED and LAUGHED and laughed some more... we inched forward to grab some fries.)
Hope MartinPublished 7 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
The Shadow's Dance
In shadows deep, a thief doth tread, With silent steps, a nimble thread, A master of the darkened art, He steals with cunning, heart to heart.
Intentions...
He came with sexual grit, I came with spiritual intent. Willing to barter my strengths intellectually. To be protected and taken care of financially.
Azrie'l JohnsonPublished 8 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Mortified!
I found my pink knickers in my neighbor's garden, And my bra; whoops! I beg your pardon. I found my used tampon in my drawer,
Carol TownendPublished 8 months ago in Poets - Content Warning
Body Language
I won’t say your name—doing so feels like breaking a pact we never quite formalized. Even back then, I deliberately withheld your name in an attempt to keep things indistinct. But time has a way of clarifying what’s important, and this unresolved conversation we never had still occupies my thoughts. Interestingly, it’s a dialogue that has been silently evolving between us over the years, although its final chapter remains unwritten.
Sweet NothingsPublished 8 months ago in Poets - Content Warning
Nocturnal Reverie
Beneath the veil of twilight's grace, Where stars adorn the vast embrace, A world awakens in the night, In silver threads of pale moonlight.
Esther AnimaPublished 8 months ago in Poets - Content Warning
A Mother's Love
In the cradle of your arms, I found my start, A love so pure, a beating heart, Your soothing lullabies in the night, Guided me through darkness to the light.
Esther AnimaPublished 8 months ago in Poets Release
Holding it all in Feeling like I can’t win Everything is coming loose Can’t hold on much longer Running for release Time to let it all go
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Do You Think They Noticed?
It was just some fun While working on the drywall Handprints on your blouse *** That dust just gets everywhere! (Yeah, there's a backstory here.)
Dana CrandellPublished 8 months ago in Poets Brain Fart
My brain is foggy Stop these meaningless mind thoughts Help me out of here Any Ideas? Focus your mind on Something!!!!
Mariann CarrollPublished 8 months ago in Poets