Wild naked poetry dance, or: Rhythm

My third attempt at โ€˜Magnetic Poetryโ€™

Wanna try? Click here.

prisoner to wild naked poetry dance
devouring broken steam god's fire
delicious dark magic poison drink
morning liquids throb with rhythm
ferocious wet sex coffee blush

56 thoughts on “Wild naked poetry dance, or: Rhythm”

  1. A fun read that is making me look forward to my morning cup of joe, but I think it might disappoint after learning of this delicious dark magic poison. I will just need to use my imagination! โ˜•

  2. I did have a go at this magnet poetry. I felt there were a lot of nouns and adjectives and very few verbs. I discovered I really like verbs. Funny because I am preternaturally lazy.

    1. Thanks!

      You know, I’m rather boring by nature, Nick… until I saw this exercise on other poets’ websites, it didn’t even occur to me to make poetry out of the magnets… I always used to try to make actual sentences out of such magnets whenever I came across them… only last week did I attempt to write poems with ’em ๐Ÿ˜€


      1. ๐Ÿ™‚ A friend of mine used to have these large colourful plastic fronted magnetic letters on their fridge for their kids’ amusement/alphabet education and I couldn’t ever resist – much to the little ‘uns chagrin! “Mum! He’s messing with my toys! Eurrgh!” ๐Ÿ™‚ Nick.

  3. Ferocious wet sex, this made me giggle…๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™Š Not sure why. I like it, cool read. Like your efforts ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒน

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