Word.
you are more
than sustenance
you are more
than just dessert
you are ethereal
intangible
elusive
you are the edge
on a perfect Sauvignon
the difference
between a cigar
and a Havana
between bread
and manna
you are the buzz
around a good dinner table
and what is between us
is the numbing
of uncut coke on gums
the difference
between the sum
and the parts
it’s greater than
You are so much more
than food
you are the thought of it
to a man starving
you are the curl
of hot chicken breast
at carving
you are the power
of a glimpse of stocking
you are soupsson
definite but delicate taste
of more
you are frisson
a tingle
running up and down
my spine
the holy grail
not just the altar wine
and I want to make you
mine
- Member since February 22, 2006.
- I am a man (Ireland)
- I support the site as a gold member
- I have 1805 comments, 53 archived poems
My Lists
- Abstract
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- Fantasy
- Haiku
- Humour
- Life
- Love
- Love/erotica
- Personal
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- Rhyming
- Society/Social comment
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- Story Poem/Prose poem
- Wonder/Awe
Poems I'm focused on
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/ Since we're so far apart / I'd like you to write me / no / not like that / I mean stick your / dirty little pen / in the ink-bottl185 words, 6 comments, June 16. In Flow of consciousness rhyme
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/ / / / Only a certain woman / can wear torn stockings. / Demure, polite, unsure? / No way. / A whore? / Just shoddy packaging. /184 words, 10 comments, March 2. Reward
My Poetry
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/ / / / Ah luv mah dawwg more 'n any man / or bitch - cawz hee luvs mee / laike men an' wimin' neever luv / - that's unconditionalle137 words, 4 comments, July 4. In Vernacular rhyme. Reward
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/ / Because we take so many things for granted / So often those we love and need the most / What's real within our lives can be supplante112 words, July 3
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In all my days I never can recall
Great pride, so dented, going before a fall.1177 words, 2 comments, July 2. In Story poem in heroic iambic pentameter
My other items
- Bedtime Story at storywrite
Bedtime Story / When we were kids, three of us shared a bedroom. It made bedtime a highly sociable occasion. My brother was six and a year my elder. He and I shared a big double bed and it was an I’ll-scratch-your-back - Falling Apart at storywrite
- Clint Eastwood at storywrite
Guestbook
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CinfullyDelicious : Hi
on January 19 Wow, what can I say...I truly enjoy reading your poetry...Your a gifted writer and one who has I have said before says it like it is, so well
Your comments are always encouraging and helpful and I am always thankful for that
Kepp up the creative amazing writing my friend and I will always be reading


Cindy -
Saraesa : Hello there, Windhover :) on July 1, 2007Not only do I enjoy reading your work but I enjoy talking to you and your comments are always helpful. I admire you writing and your thoughts. It's always a joy to catch you online.
You're an awesome guy
xSynth
Comments
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Yew jes thank yewr so dang smart!
Yew big city-slickers with yewr 'spell-check' and grammer make me pewwk! If mah dawg didn't have to keep runnin' in thet there wheel to keep this here computer fired up ah'd have him take a piece out of yewr ass! >W<


Who y'all callin' abusive?
Yew wiminfolk oughta lirn yewr place! If mah waife spoke to me laikt that ah'd feed her to mah dawgs!Thanks fir reedin' an' commentin' enahways. >W<