Category: Humor

Moonlight

In a moon punctured velvety sky
The stars shone like bright lights
Glinting through pinholes reminiscent of
A thousand and one Arabian nights

A backdrop dramatic in its splendor
Showcasing the beauty of nature’s jewels
She reclined on a blanket of leaves
Her eyes drawing him into her limpid pools

The young and petulant girl had matured
She was now beautiful and seductive
Contrarily he remained socially awkward
Heuristic in his approach and still selective

Her infinite beauty was breathtaking
He felt rooted in the earth
A feeling of inadequacy consumed him
As he suffered in his dearth

She enthralled him on the forest floor
Devouring his manhood as she wished
Helpless in his efforts to dissuade her
Laying still until completely ravished

They lay holding each other tight
As if the other might disappear
Clinging to the sweet memory of love
Staring up at the celestial sphere

She was everything he had dreamed of
Although his superstition had given him fear
She elegantly propped herself on one elbow
And said, “Did you bring any beer?”

Christine Bolton

Word of the Day Challenge: Petulant

Rag Tag Community: Superstition

Fandango One Word Challenge: Fear

Daily Word Prompt: Heuristic

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Introduce

Introduce

Let me introduce to you
Without any further adieu (ado)

The star of tonight’s show
Who is so very eager to go

He has been chomping on the bit
To be on this stage so brightly lit

Making his first appearance
For such an esteemed audience

He has rehearsed for days
In the hope of receiving the praise

For his Tony-worthy performance
Which to him is of the utmost importance

His lines have been memorized
Every possibility analyzed

He is such a professional
He is almost obsessional

His costume impeccable
He looks most respectable

This is his moment as he walks onstage
Everyone cheers, they are on the same page

He takes the microphone from the stand
When suddenly it is grabbed from his hand

What the heck said he
To the person he could see

You are embarrassing me in front of everyone
To which the voice answered, Sir, your fly is undone

Christine Bolton

In response to Word fog The Day:  Introduce

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Crestfallen

Crestfallen

She reached the giddy heights
Soaring like the birds
Her heart racing, pushing her there
At the sound of his loving words

Head over heels
Heartbeats out of whack
What is this drug she is on
Bouncing like a jumping jack

Where did he come from
Crashing into her world
Spinning her out of control
Forcing her wings unfurled

He freed her from her prison
Of dark thoughts and neglect
Come fly with me he said
And she did not object

Together they traveled
To places faraway
Never leaving each other’s side
Promising to always stay

They clung together like glue
But his eyes began to wander
His attention scattered
She had reason to ponder

I’m tired of you
He eventually said
Crestfallen she answered
You are such a dick head

Christine Bolton

Word of the Day: Crestfallen

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