Spring Foward Into Night

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I’m not afraid of the dark
I get an early morning start
Sacrificing my fitful sleep
To beat the California heat
When all is still tucked in bed
Getting their snooze on instead
It’s calm and quiet till I walk by
With my shepherd at my side
Waking up every dog in sight
Activating the motion lights

Making the evenings a fine
Time for sipping on red wine
Longer days now filled with work
There’s no time for creative words

Out of The Box

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Even though I drive him crazy
He always manages to save me
When I stumble down the wrong path
He offers his hand to guide me back
Navigating through life when it’s hazy
Safeguarding this package from attacks
Always marching forward, never lazy

Licentious Love Affair ~ A Duet for Mature Audience

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Their eyes lock from across the smoke-filled room

Red lips to her flute, she drains the champagne

As she weaves through the crowd without restrain

He knew her very soul he would consume

 

Making her way through the throng of costumes

Bodies part, respecting her higher reign

A closer look confirms the mark of Cain

On his well-built form catered to amuse

 

Bows his head in respect to her approach

The sound of the clock strikes the Witching Hour

The crowd encircles them at her encroach

And guards stand by to enforce her power

She sternly lifts up his head in reproach

“In my presence, thou shall never cower!”

 

Eyes now feast on prospect with permission

Tracing full lips down to swells that suggest

Carnal pleasures in creamy, ample breasts

Standing heedlessly on exhibition

 

Her head falls back with much delectation

As he rips off her gown to full divest

She gleans his manhood as it manifests

And knows she’ll seduce him to submission

 

This night he’ll yield, else be charged treachery

She motions the guards that keenly surround

Accustomed servants to her lechery

Properly prepared, he’s forced to the ground

To lap nectar, sharing fluid reverie

Arousing the masses closely around

 

A swarm of limbs and lasciviousness

Surrounded them, making the whole room spin

“The one way out is for you to come in. ”

Said she, spreading her legs with eagerness.

 

Compliantly takes his place with firm aim

His rampant prick elicits screams out loud

Wanton in the effects he claims her mouth

No longer caring who controlled this game

 

Sucking her lip, draws the life out of her

To fill her up with his exploding seed

The fire in her eyes forewarn of anger

But ’twas too late for he had done his deed

The guests aghast ceased all forms of pleasure

Whilst the guards seized him for the death decreed

 

~ Triple Sonnet

 

This is the original rendition of Paroxysmal Indulgence, which was featured on www.thepublicblogger.com on March 1, 2015, as part of the Season Premier IV – Raw, and was penned with my talented, “Metrical Writing,”  partner and encouraging poetry instructor, Oscar Plascencia, sail on over to his site In So Many Words for a (mostly mature and No H8) poetic voyage.

 

 

 

Poetry Performance Stage – Paroxysmal Indulgence

It was my pleasure and honor to participate in the Season Premier and share the stage with several talented artists, which I completely admire. I hope you all enjoy the performance in its entirety as much as I do. Be sure to check out the other stages too!

The Neighborhood

 Poetry Performance Stage

London/Sacramento/Los Angeles

starring

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recording artist… Jasmine Thompson*
visual artist… Summer Rose as Nacago

written-word artist… Kelly Lewis
written-word artist… Oscar Plascencia


Paroxysmal Indulgence
a poetry duet

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A paroxysm of love
and I’m blinded by beauty.
Tell me what is this power
that you hold over me.

 Shall I submit to your whims
or steal away like a thieve.
You’re a mystery and I
sternly forbid you to leave.

 In choosing to surrender,
I’m naked at your mercy.
On display for my pleasure,
now prove that you’re worthy.

 Relinquish my virtuous heart
to your lascivious snare.
And now standing before you,
my temperature flares.

A paroxysm of lust
now I’m bound to this duty.
I’m ridding expectations
as urged by sovereignty.

I submit to your wild ways
and fall like a broken twig.
Beneath my brutal touch
you flush as my fingers dig.

So I choose…

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