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Originally posted by nikelbee
Las Vegas
Women who suck
their cigarettes
as though they were
giving their
hatred head
- Jewel
Originally posted by queenannie38
Okay, I'm risking the exposure of my true bucolic nature...
What, or who, the heck is 'Vogon?
Originally posted by nikelbee
20,000 leagues under your sheets
(Experimental poetry created by combining the influences of popular music, sea shanties and 2 bottles of cheap red wine)
My loins burn with the thought of you.
Arched over like
A Bridge over Troubled Water
I dive deep down into your murky depths
Discovering the buried treasure
Circling your cove of pleasure
I pause…
but only for a moment
X marks your g-spot and I dig it.
Slowly, you resurface sea-wrapped in seaweed
Your heaving bosom rising and falling
Like the morning tide
Like dolphins at play
Like ocean spray
Am I dreaming, or is this fantasy?
Tell me, enchantress, have you Bewitched
Bothered and Bewildered me?
Sweet Lorelei, Siren to the Sensuous
Who guides lost sailors into your warm welcoming port
Creature of the sea
You make me break out
In a cold James Brown sweat
And I lust
And I thrust
And I whisper your name like a sea breeze
Originally posted by nikelbee
NJ - Hi and thanks for joining Bad Poetry Anon, here is your button and your free cup of coffee. I am sorry to say that your first poem has been disqualified as being 'not so bad' rather than 'so bad it hurts'. Also, your choice of topic is one most of us hold close to our hearts, thus it wouldn't be fair to count it.
Your second one however, is fair game. After running upstairs to brush my teeth from the intense sugar overload, I gave it a solid 4.0.
Please tell me there was no duck or other animal card associated with this:
the sun shone onto her face
just as an Angel looked down
her smile lit up the sky
the Angels sang with joy
Originally posted by nikelbee
Please tell me there was no duck or other animal card associated with this:
um...no. No definitely not. I wrote it (thats only some of it) when my friend died. The last time I saw here she was smiling getting into her car and the sun was shining on her face. ah anyway...
Originally posted by nikelbee
Unfortunately, despite what I said in my last post, your angel poem is also disqualified. Dammit, you really must stop writing about things that are deep and meaningful! Stick to things like hams, fishing, gspots and gamblers (not in that order).
Originally posted by nikelbee(note: we especially appreciate teenage angsty offerings (lyrics or songs) and pretentious wordplay)
Originally posted by masqua
Oh, girl, you make my spirit soar
When you walk so nicely in front of me
Like two lively pups in a gunny sack
as your dainty shoes go clickety clack
Oh, angel, I wish I knew your name
I could say it softly as you walk
and your face turns, my heart you'd maim
and kill me gently with angel eyes, cuz you so rock.
Originally posted by nikelbee
How about some rules. We will not accept any poems about pets, dearly departed ones, mothers (unless you are the ghost of Allen Ginsburg), God or alternative higher beings, wars, famines, hurricanes or other tragic disasters and/or anything that still has any meaning to you.
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The sun was shining, the fish were biting
But God and Jesus would not stop fighting
They couldn't decide what to have for dinner
Should they have ham, or fry up a sinner?
You have voted Duzey for the Way Above Top Secret award. You have two more votes this month.
Originally posted by NJE777
oh little worm
where doth trudging you go?
do you know?
oh little ants
why are you carrying little worm?
he was busy trudging
earlier, yanno?
oh shovel,
looks so sad...
What?
You sliced worm in half?