Sob, or: Spasm

A limerick (NSFW)

The frustrated wife’s prayer

Dear God, please! Help me reach an orgasm!
Would I could breach that accursed chasm!
Yes... I *know* that Hubby means well;
But, oh, holy... mother lovin' Hell!
The wimp jumps at my each sob and spasm!

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

49 thoughts on “Sob, or: Spasm”

  1. ๐Ÿ˜‚
    Let’s just get straight to the point
    We all know you do a damn good limerick, so no surprise
    Your mastery of
    Exotic adult humour

      1. Exotic is a typo Poet, a misfit really.
        Erotic was suppose to fit nicely.
        All the same, happy you enjoyed my interpretation โ˜บ.

  2. ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚. Hey wait a minuteโ€ฆ that is NOT funny!!!๐Ÿคฃ

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