Teaser

Teaser

A Poem by Cardinal Robin
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Word Jazz

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Teaser

 

 

the air is fresher than

it was before enough

to floor me floor

a little milder saucy

perchance balmy even

in fits of warmthy balance

of comfy wumfinesse

and ease like oil and herbed

silken pudding legs seeking

wobbly and chilly hot tingles

like ecstatic energized thighs

with fuzzy feet logic beat

nervous tingling… the sign

of an art attack……POW

but anxious fingernail biting

and Hot Legs you have me raving

tongue twisters ‘til the suns shine

shuck the crabby and the sell fish

granted we just met

and were both inclined

to have one Last nibble

the urge was killing us

 

just a teaser!

 

 

 

 

Robin

© 2008 Cardinal Robin


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Excellent as always! I really enjoy its tantalizing length - not too short but not terribly long either - the perfect length for a teaser. The words, of course, are brilliant and vibrant as usual and quite well-chosen; you really manage to tease your readers with your electrifying imagery and raving rhythm. Incredible!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Excellent as always! I really enjoy its tantalizing length - not too short but not terribly long either - the perfect length for a teaser. The words, of course, are brilliant and vibrant as usual and quite well-chosen; you really manage to tease your readers with your electrifying imagery and raving rhythm. Incredible!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a most wonderful write enjoyed this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great play with words - what are YOU doing on the floor now...heh it's fun there isn't it? lol - Fun write. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 15 Years Ago


mmm...

how you tease me with your words!

I read you.... and i could see....

your buzzing cheeks flushed
by... some wordy... person who
was seeking self, and tried the stairs..

I read some more ... but then...

Strawberries on ice...
distracted me from my
cherries ...
and i choked, cleared my throat,
took another breath before the p***y
bandit stole my money, while trying to
convince me of his lies.

But I saw right through his
onion skin! After all, we
were standing under
one light.

I turned the page as I was...

hoppin and boppin at the
Psyche Deli Beat....

and the bandit... he just wouldn't let
me BE... !

He was quite the teaser.

And never missed a beat.....

.............. :)


I love playing these word games with
you Robin my dear!!! .....

En Garde!




Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I had to read this twice, it twisted my tongue and my mind. LOL Very interesting use of words and imagery. ;)

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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