Submissions by J_J_Jay_Jr (John James Jay Jr.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a fondness for narrative verse --narrative poets such as Chaucer, Coleridge, Longfellow, Tennyson, Burns, Noyes, Lear, Nash, Carroll, D'Arcy, Kipling, Moore, and Service. The stories they tell are good and made better by the poetic form they use.
What do I remember about my first kiss?
What do I remember about my first kiss?
I remember it was a surprise.
I remember eyes looking into eyes.
I remember lips touching.
I remember a touch of tongues.
I remember a taste of cherry candy.
I remember arms around my neck.
I remember a hand on the back of my head.
I remember the feel of a chest against mine.
I remember hips pressed against me.
I remember bodies fitting together.
I remember a relaxing into each other.
I remember a tingle that ran up and down my spine.
I remember not being able to breathe and not wanting to.
I...
I remember it was a surprise.
I remember eyes looking into eyes.
I remember lips touching.
I remember a touch of tongues.
I remember a taste of cherry candy.
I remember arms around my neck.
I remember a hand on the back of my head.
I remember the feel of a chest against mine.
I remember hips pressed against me.
I remember bodies fitting together.
I remember a relaxing into each other.
I remember a tingle that ran up and down my spine.
I remember not being able to breathe and not wanting to.
I...
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Can I give you a piece of advice?
Every time you kiss,
Every time,
Every,
Every time.
Kiss,
Like it’s,
The first time,
You’ve kissed her,
Ever.
Like it’s the first time,
You’ve kissed anyone,
Ever.
And,
This is important.
Kiss,
Like it’s,
The last time,
You will kiss her,
Ever.
Like it is the last kiss,
You will kiss anyone,
Ever.
Do this,
Every time you kiss,
Every time,
Every,
Every time.
Every time,
Every,
Every time.
Kiss,
Like it’s,
The first time,
You’ve kissed her,
Ever.
Like it’s the first time,
You’ve kissed anyone,
Ever.
And,
This is important.
Kiss,
Like it’s,
The last time,
You will kiss her,
Ever.
Like it is the last kiss,
You will kiss anyone,
Ever.
Do this,
Every time you kiss,
Every time,
Every,
Every time.
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One kiss.
One kiss.
Is all it takes.
One,
Deep,
Wet,
Tongue touching tongue,
Teeth bitting, bruising lips,
Mouths locked,
Nuzzling,
Kiss.
Arms enfolding,
Around each other,
Hugging, squeezing,
Cuddling, cradling,
Embracing, enveloping,
Clinging,
Kiss.
Hands stroking,
Caressing backs,
Gripping bottoms,
Arousing,
Kiss.
Chest to breast,
Leg rubbing against crotch,
Pelvis humping against leg,
Kiss.
Sweating,
In each other’s heat,
Feeling,
Touching,
Sliding,...
Is all it takes.
One,
Deep,
Wet,
Tongue touching tongue,
Teeth bitting, bruising lips,
Mouths locked,
Nuzzling,
Kiss.
Arms enfolding,
Around each other,
Hugging, squeezing,
Cuddling, cradling,
Embracing, enveloping,
Clinging,
Kiss.
Hands stroking,
Caressing backs,
Gripping bottoms,
Arousing,
Kiss.
Chest to breast,
Leg rubbing against crotch,
Pelvis humping against leg,
Kiss.
Sweating,
In each other’s heat,
Feeling,
Touching,
Sliding,...
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What was I thinking
We were invited to a party,
Matching one piece costumes.
Did I want to go?
Sure.
What should we wear?
The usual argument.
Should we wear . . .
Ending with,
“Whatever you want.”
She glared at me.
We got there,
She was carrying a bag.
Went in to the master bedroom to change,
Into “whatever” she wanted.
Her’s was,
A black crop top t-shirt,
And,
The bottom of,
Her sexiest,
Black,
Semi-see-through,
Thong swimsuit...
Matching one piece costumes.
Did I want to go?
Sure.
What should we wear?
The usual argument.
Should we wear . . .
Ending with,
“Whatever you want.”
She glared at me.
We got there,
She was carrying a bag.
Went in to the master bedroom to change,
Into “whatever” she wanted.
Her’s was,
A black crop top t-shirt,
And,
The bottom of,
Her sexiest,
Black,
Semi-see-through,
Thong swimsuit...
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Commercial Break
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Walked out
As she walked,
Out of my life.
She took with her,
The very air I breathed.
Such was the punch,
I felt in my stomach.
Leaving me,
Gasping,
Doubled over,
As if a fetus,
Curled,
On the floor.
Out of my life.
She took with her,
The very air I breathed.
Such was the punch,
I felt in my stomach.
Leaving me,
Gasping,
Doubled over,
As if a fetus,
Curled,
On the floor.
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Damn-It
I
Once,
Had a coal,
Black,
Cat.
Named him,
“Damnit”.
Just,
To,
Annoy,
The neighbors.
When I,
Pushed open,
The back door,
And,
Screamed at the top of my lungs,
For him,
To come in,
For the night.
Once,
Had a coal,
Black,
Cat.
Named him,
“Damnit”.
Just,
To,
Annoy,
The neighbors.
When I,
Pushed open,
The back door,
And,
Screamed at the top of my lungs,
For him,
To come in,
For the night.
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Words of love
Words.
In expert hands.
Manipulate deftly.
Enthralling you,
Cutting into,
Your life.
Strangling your thoughts.
Winding,
Ropes of spider silk,
Around your heart.
Working,
Magic.
Imprisoning you.
In expert hands.
Manipulate deftly.
Enthralling you,
Cutting into,
Your life.
Strangling your thoughts.
Winding,
Ropes of spider silk,
Around your heart.
Working,
Magic.
Imprisoning you.
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I think of you
I think of you,
As I,
Lie alone,
At 3 AM,
Waking,
From a dream.
I think of you,
As I slide,
My briefs down,
And biting,
My lip,
Slide,
My hand,
Rhythmically.
And I think of you,
Whispering,
Your name,
As I,
Convulse.
In sweet consummation.
As I,
Lie alone,
At 3 AM,
Waking,
From a dream.
I think of you,
As I slide,
My briefs down,
And biting,
My lip,
Slide,
My hand,
Rhythmically.
And I think of you,
Whispering,
Your name,
As I,
Convulse.
In sweet consummation.
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A certain, something, feeling
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I found you dreaming
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I only thought I knew you
When first I met you,
I was aroused by your style of dress,
It fit you,
Or the “you” I thought of as “you”,
The little bit I knew of you, then.
But more than that,
I was aroused by your smile,
The look you gave me,
The sparkle in your eyes,
The wet glossy look of your smiling, waiting lips.
Even more than that,
I was aroused by your story,
The flow of your words,
The images they formed for me,
The view into you that opened within me.
Still more than that,
I was aroused by your ability,
To entrance me with the...
I was aroused by your style of dress,
It fit you,
Or the “you” I thought of as “you”,
The little bit I knew of you, then.
But more than that,
I was aroused by your smile,
The look you gave me,
The sparkle in your eyes,
The wet glossy look of your smiling, waiting lips.
Even more than that,
I was aroused by your story,
The flow of your words,
The images they formed for me,
The view into you that opened within me.
Still more than that,
I was aroused by your ability,
To entrance me with the...
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2 Comments
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