- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Oh yeah, Lisa
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It was in ninth grade social studies
that Lisa passed the note
simple words loaded with meaning
"Remember the mushroom?"
Oh yeah, Lisa, I did…
as heat crept through my body
resting on my face, burning
the memories flushing back
Lisa lying beneath me
our tongues entwined
our hands exploring
and then a gasp
from my mother
Lisa was sent home
I was damned to Hell
Mother started her own blaze
in screams of condemnation
Hell fire surely awaited
to burn me alive
and I, already burning
tried to sweep away ashes with innocence
"But mama, we were looking at a mushroom."
Oh Lisa…
how could I forget
the fire that licked us both
and my mother's
burning me at the stake
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 18 years agoA pleasure to read;
not just the verse,
but the memories you invoke;
of living fossils still alive today ~
that's improper conduct and
not the way it's done!
Anonymousover 18 years agoThe parallel fires is a wonderful and clever trope in this poem. Good work.
Fly
J.Doeover 18 years agoThis poem has new idea for erotic poetry, but its delivered with an overused metaphor.
sweet GA peachesover 18 years agoDAYUM !! what a mind blowing write you have left in my thoughts ! AWESOME ! sGp
