Your Breasts
a bunch of grapes
purple magnified
dew on its sides like
the gleams of the moons
of Jupiter
too luscious pulp
to my tongue always
luscious to my tongue
like your breasts
like the gleamings moons
of my Jupiter
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The fruits on the table
I love the papayas
Spread on the table
Reddish orange papayas
Plump and Smooth to my
Hands
And some purple grapes
Sweet pulp
Luscious to my
Lips
Some rambutans
Hairy fruits in red
Tickling to my
Fingers
Pungent durian
Tasting like
Heaven to
My mind
They are all spread on
The table
And I would caress smooth
Reddish papayas with
My bare hands
Put a grape in my mouth
And my tongue
Does the savoring of
Juicy rambutans
My lips close in
To a juicy roundness
As I breathe on some
Red hairs
Of this magical luscious fruit
The durian is opened
And the taste of heaven
Comes to my mind
With eyes closed as
Though I own all the passions
Of this world
When we were young and
Crazy about ourselves
I laid her on the table
And spread herself there
She was all those kinds of
Fruits to me and I was the
Hands, the mouth, the lips,
The tongue
The stomach that swallowed her all
Every bit that was juicy
Every freshness every plumpness
She was all fruits to me
She was all nature giving in, all over
To the passions of this fruit lover.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Way Of Stealing Happiness
i'll take a bite of the luscious grape
break the pulp within
savor the sweetness inside my mouth
play with the hands of my
tongue
i always close my eyes
when i swallow what is supposed
to be yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Have No Particular Reason For Being Happy
you are happiest
when you have no
particular reason
to be happy,
you do not
look for it
you do not
find it
it finds you,
and you
pick it up
in your hands
this bunch
of ripe grapes
hanging
falling
direct to
your
luscious
lips
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Cosmic Convoy
Space cowboy:
Breaker, breaker, breaker, this is the space cowboy out here,
And I am four light years away from the planet saturn.
Anybody out there got your ears on?
Why dont you tell me about it?
Jupiter moon:
Hello [...] space cowboy. this is jupiter moon talking at you
From mulitoid space. got some folks over here on your back door.
No one over here at your front door. looks like we got us a
Cosmic convoy.
Space cowboy:
Ah, tell me something now, we got that jupiter probe out there
Still?
Jupiter moon:
Yeah, [...] right behind you, following you.
Space cowboy:
Well tell me something, got any word on mr. spock out there?
Is he looking around for us?
Jupiter moon:
Ah, word I get is you better slow down a little bit. I know
Hes pushing 19 gs right now, and I think thats a little
Above the limit.
Space cowboy:
Yeah, I know, I know, Im rigged up, but I thought I could
Make up a little time here. I lost so much time coming around
The sun.
Jupiter moon:
Yeah I know, scooby doo for me too, sun spots [...]
Ok, space cowboy [...]
Space cowboy:
[...] and Im putting the hammer down. its been fun running
With you. well see you next century.
Jupiter moon:
[...]
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Experimentations
i am fond of experimentation o!
i dramatize even small emotions those like dots and dashes
on the street where cars and buses are so confused about who i am, , ,
a line, a question mark running off
the road
siding and hiding with the shallowness of emotions at times
o! i mean nothing to you O! you mean nothing to me!
o! my fingers play with the ring
o! my tongue lashes like the whips of weathered words
stairs rise! moons collide turn into pieces of meteorites!
stardusts! jupiter rings! volcanic craters!
o! you look for a meaning of your life!
o! loser! come! come! run! run run run run keep running away!
you are the ruined bust of greatness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Scenes
1.
A body
lives in my pocket
I fathered a hundred moons.
2.
You touch me
with wet nose
I know you have come.
3.
The golden grapes
on your tongue
were very sweet.
4.
Illusion
becomes a squatter
I will peel off the tangerines.
5.
It was
A gold mine, at night
hissing on snake.
poem by Satish Verma
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A Memory Of A Red Strawberry
remember me as summer
better still a refreshing summer wind
from a green mountain
remember me as summer
summer strawberry
red, red strawberries
from your fingers to your
mouth to your tongue
sweet, sour, and luscious,
remember me, better remember me
as summer, wind, green mountain,
strawberry, red and luscious
staying in the grassy fields of your
heart and mind
remember me as past summer wind
as a mountain gone, as grass wilting,
as strawberry consumed
each flesh digested all within
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vacation Galore
lying on a hammock
under a blue umbrella sky
between two coconut trees
sea breeze fanning my body
each sweet grape luscious to
my lips thinking of you
i swallow each
pulp
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jupiter
Maurice white, verdine white, larry dunn & philip bailey
Maurice white, verdine white, larry dunn and philip bailey
Searching in the sky one night, while looking for the moon
I viewed a mighty light approching in a zoom
Need was there to tell someone of my discovery
Fifteen seconds later, a light appeared in front of me
To my surprise, there stood a man with age and mystery
His name was jupiter and came to visit me
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
Keep your eye on jupiter, such beauty in the sky
We will wait for your return in the by & by
Keep your eye on jupiter, memories we shall fulfill
Just to view a brighter day, and do a righteous will
Watching and considering my visual state of mind
The flower fragrance help reveal to me the sign
The sigh of love, I had confessed to live and really know
The sign of love which I had failed my fellowman to show
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
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Parallel Universe
Parallel dream with an ankle chain
She dances like a fire that must burn
We are the corridors of beryl
Moons of Jupiter
Sentinels of Venus
Past the pearl promise of pain
Pain has become a Gothic star
Liquid permeable pools
Extensions of wet temptation
Friends of the pheromone doors
Milky Way satin like gossamer lingerie
Dungeon voices elegant as black high heels
She sleeps in the mountains blossom
She wakes me with wolves of night
Neurons circle new strange moons
Misty in a mask of ancient fire
Dreams bring eyes from another sky
She binds my hands with pleasure
The book of myth is open
Forests with gold talons
Red and silk stars
She has come like a thorn
I am afraid to leave my cage
My moist sweet cave
Captive in a parallel universe
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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On The Beach At Night
ON the beach, at night,
Stands a child, with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.
Up through the darkness,
While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,
Lower, sullen and fast, athwart and down the sky,
Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
Ascends, large and calm, the lord-star Jupiter;
And nigh at hand, only a very little above,
Swim the delicate brothers, the Pleiades. 10
From the beach, the child, holding the hand of her father,
Those burial-clouds that lower, victorious, soon to devour all,
Watching, silently weeps.
Weep not, child,
Weep not, my darling,
With these kisses let me remove your tears;
The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious,
They shall not long possess the sky--shall devour the stars only in
apparition:
Jupiter shall emerge--be patient--watch again another night--the
Pleiades shall emerge,
They are immortal--all those stars, both silvery and golden, shall
shine out again, 20
The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again--they
endure;
The vast immortal suns, and the long-enduring pensive moons, shall
again shine.
Then, dearest child, mournest thou only for Jupiter?
Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?
Something there is,
(With my lips soothing thee, adding, I whisper,
I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter, 30
Longer than sun, or any revolving satellite,
Or the radiant brothers, the Pleiades.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Legend Of Stars
It has been a centuary,
For you searching on Alpha Centauri,
With the love I harnessed on Venus,
I cut through the galaxy like a scissors,
Made you a wedding band of Saturns rings,
A light away I hear your heart as it sings.
I have written you poems with star dust-
Written you poems on the Sun's crust,
I have one of Jupiter's moons for you a jewel,
Around your neck I'm certain it will look swell
I bear roses red as Mars,
I am sure this day will be ours.
And in the milky way-
We will stay.
© Saturday, December 31,2011 RCD 09: 00 AM
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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Strawberries dipped in Chocolate;
Commotion on my tongue,
The delectable berries are young,
These berries are alone like a canyon,
They long for a candy-coated companion.
My eyes creep over to the kitchen counter-top,
As my jaw takes a deep drop,
A jar of luscious milk chocolates waiting for me,
And then I thought of a wonderful idea, strawberries dipped in
Chocolate served with tea!
I take out pure, creamy butter along with an effulgent, silver saucepan,
And pour some two-percent milk out of its can.
Then out of the Hershey’s, I take seven precise pieces,
And save the rest of the delicacies for my mamma’s nieces.
The chocolaty mixture bubbles like lava in a volcano,
As I try a spoonful the taste is bursting like a tornado,
I take one of the blood red berries,
And dip it in the mixture that is as heavenly as a bunch of cherries.
Commotion on my tongue,
The delectable berries aren’t young,
And as I pull out another berry from my pocket,
I realize that I have fallen in love with strawberries dipped in chocolate.
poem by Michelle Melnicky
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Tongues
the tongue
of my body
is in the nerves
the tongue
of my soul
in the heart
the tongue of
my mind
in the head
the tongue
of truth and deceits
in the mouth
the tongue of
the World (Creation)
in the words
of God
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Western Trip
Many moons ago
When I was just a young lad
Walter Cronkite on the tube
I saw our Army in Vietnam
That was sad
Young boys dieing
In a jungle of little men
Back in those days of purple haze
I was only ten
Ten years later
I joined myself
Peacetime for us
Nothing else to discuss
I took a trip
That riddled my brain
Times were ticking so fast
I thought I was going insane
My tongue
Touched a tiny paper
I disliked the taste
Anticipating
Hyper activeness
My mind going to waste
I hit it again
And again
Till I said to myself
No more
Back to reality
Don't need another
War
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Jupiter Crash
She follows me down to the sound of the sea
Slips to the sand and stares up at me
Is this how it happens?
Is this how it feels?
Is this how a star falls?
Is this how a star falls?
The night turns as I try to explain
Irresistible attraction and orbital play
Maybe it's more like a moth to a flame
She pushes my face with her smile
Forget about stars for a while!
She melts
Meanwhile millions of miles away in space
An incoming comet crashes Jupiter's face
And disappears away with barely a trace
Was that it?
Was that the Jupiter show?
Kinda wasn't quite what I hoped for, you know?
Pulling away, she stands up slow
Around her the night turns
Around her the night turns
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that was it
That was the Jupiter Crash
Drawn too close and gone in a flash
Just a few bruises in the region of the splash
She moved to the sound of the sea
She drifted away from me
So much for gravity
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Chained and Dragged Away
Leave them to lay in the shadows.
To pollute in soot.
As the belching smoke...
From the bellowing choking chimneys,
Keep them locked in a shock that stuns!
What is being incinerated?
No one knows.
But the smell of it is sweet.
It grows...
Pungent!
And knocks people to their feet.
Some are being chained and dragged away.
But to where?
Few are caring.
While others just run...
Escaping as they flee!
But to where?
'Over there!
Hovering in the air?
What gigantic monstrous 'thing' is that?
Huge in dimension...
And taking many up into it!
With a sweeping that does not attack!
What on Earth is that? '
Oh that?
That's the re-indoctrination ship,
Orion!
That's the smaller one!
See the larger ones above it?
Some depart for Saturn.
The others for Jupiter and Her Moons.
You are going to love Titan!
And adore its vistas,
With such beauty that looms!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Hugging Touches I Thought Luscious
I don't get lonely,
But sometimes I wish for company.
I don't get lonely,
But sometimes there is a need in me...
A want,
For a kiss, a touch with a hug!
I don't get lonely,
But sometimes I wish for company.
I don't get lonely,
But sometimes there is a need in me...
A want,
For a kiss, a touch with a hug!
It's been so long,
I now admit I miss...
Those hugging touches I thought luscious,
Kissing with it!
It's been so long,
I now admit I miss...
Those hugging touches I thought luscious,
Kissing with it!
I don't get lonely but I do admit I miss,
Those hugging touches I thought luscious...
Kissing with it!
I don't get lonely but I do admit I miss,
Those hugging touches I thought luscious...
Kissing with it!
Those hugging touches I thought luscious...
Kissing with it!
Those hugging touches I thought luscious...
Right now I know are missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At This Hour After Tonight
at this hour
after tonight
when the darkness is over
when dusk peeps in
inside my sighing soul
the warm body whistles
for again it has triumphed
as it feasts upon
the madness of its own flesh
the soul does not perish
but it cannot
for the time being
on some divinities relish
ah! look at this firm body
it has a tongue & a mouth
and luscious lips
it is dominated by its king
this....sex organ
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Many Kisses: to Lesbia
Lesbia, you ask how many kisses of yours
would be enough and more to satisfy me.
As many as the grains of Libyan sand
that lie between hot Jupiter’s oracle,
at Ammon, in resin-producing Cyrene,
and old Battiades sacred tomb:
or as many as the stars, when night is still,
gazing down on secret human desires:
as many of your kisses kissed
are enough, and more, for mad Catullus,
as can’t be counted by spies
nor an evil tongue bewitch us.
poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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