I've always been
a bad girl-
from kindergarten recess
when I would swing
in the school yard in
a pretty pink dress
to country living
field parties-
bonfires and the
shadows, panties
wrapped around my feet.
Chased boys
who chased me-
ring around the rosie
and we stopped only
long enough
to taste each other's
spit; learned to
give blow-jobs before
graduation. And learned
to enjoy it.
Ruptured my heart
in many attempts
to be frilly, lace
attached girl with
flowers blooming across
her breasts. The pinned-up
prim hair and skirts
to hide my wrap ready
thighs. Closed clothes
that split apart
when pretense became
too much. Wild gropes
in corners when I
just needed to taste
God, incarnated
in the tow headed boy
I never knew the name of.
When heaven seemed
only as close as
his hands, lifting my
skirt. Moans that
caused angels to rub
their legs together
in want. It comes down
to the moments when
lust overrides sense
and he becomes the wet
between my legs.
I've been told I
curse too much.
It's always a fuck this
or fuck that
and god damn it
I just can't seem to
stop- when the only
word I can find to describe
myself is whore,
slut, the fucking
saint of lost
morals. She who
gave up martyrdom
for a pissed down version
of pagan rituals. And I
can't be arsed into caring
anymore
if Jesus spilled his seed
in a whore or in
a painted red portrait
of a wife. It doesn't
matter, truthfully
if she spit
or swallowed
as long as she got
the job done
-I say. And so did
he, in metaphorical
bible verses that the
god damn bible thumpers
take literally.
It's all perception
these lines of class
I've crossed, to
play upon the virgin
grass of marriage vows
while giving handjobs
behind the garage.
Red toes nails
and the wisp of
dress I wear when
I want more attention
than I deserve-
polish off
the deception of
lady-like with
my ballerina mood
changes and skill
at wielding articulated
weapons; prima donna
and sometimes I
just can't help
winking at the
mechanic under my
car-
and give him
naughty thoughts.
Author notes
I could of done a more... girl power type of poem, but hell, this was so much more entertaining.
A contest entry
- The Harsher Side Of Pink by onerios13.
800 points, ended January 7, 2007, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - -x-Whore-x- by xxRainbowDawnxx.
550 points, ended June 20, 2007, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
OK- I don't know how harsh it is, but it sure is fun. Isn't it?
Comments
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Ahh yes... I know how you mean. I wasn't naughty before 13 but I'm sure as hell making up for it now with the flirtateousness I am showing. I could've sworn I had commented on this write before but maybe not? Ah well, I'm going nuts again.
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It's all perception
these lines of class
I've crossed, to
play upon the virgin
grass of marriage vows
while giving handjobs
behind the garage.
Sexy, sensual, and damn sad. I really enjoyed this for its candor and completely honest view of a woman's life before and after the Big M...lol. And although it lacked some structure and polish that everyone wants to read in poetry, it more than made up with its wit, wisdom, and rawness.
Excellent.
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(You know, I'm starting to hate these blind contest thingies. You never know which host is trying to judge them "blindly" and who doesn't care if you respond.
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Yeah, this isn't something that I would throw into an envelope and send out, but it sure was fun to write.
I guess sometimes, when you're writing, you just need to let it all hang out.
Thank you.
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Yes, it is!
A very entertainting read, harsh, and crude with the right amount of 'f' yous! I think this fits the contest perfectly, and I knew I wouldn't be disappointed by you!
lol.
Excellent, and I found it liberating in reading too!
You go girl!
The ending was great!
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Thank you.
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Oh my,the reader got lost in the moments of in-you-up-you-and-so-what,a raw piece that was undressed not to impress but as a revelation.The usage of language allowed the imagery to run at a fast pace through the mind as if the character was chasing the day as well as satiating the appetite.
If a guy had written a similar piece he would be thought of as a jack the lad and lets face it most of us women admire the good guys but it is the bad boys that set us on fire and so it is with guys,they admire the good girls and put a hoop la of metal around one of their fingers to show the world but they yearn for the naughty girl.
Interesting that society does say what is not ladylike and what is when half of society is female one wonders where these definitions come from.
I was at school with a girl like the character within this,she would have a guy,spit him up and chew him out,she was voracious,a great girl as a friend,funny and sassy but oh my when we get older and went to bars or clubs together it was a trial,she would just disappear and re appear after leaving to be intimate with whoever she had an appetite for,I have to say I could separate her desires from our friendship though they worried me for her safety and for her lots of reasons and all these years later she has the most together life of a lot of my friends,she doesn't play games she just has them and leaves them,has travelled around the world,got her own apartment and has the social life,I often wonder who had more sense ,me and a lot of the others burned by the yearning for love or her with her desires for lust fuelled and filled,she has never had a broken heart.
Anyhow,just sharing that as I knew a girl like this,good luck in the contest,a write which was well worth the read as usual Mel,seasons greetings and I hope you have a double measure of whatever is your pleasure,love and light,Yvette
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haha, i love this! very amazing<3
beautifully rough, very honest, perfection... it's funny how people think getting called a whore is an insult; they're just not getting any =]
fuckin' awesome ^.^
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well!
Not much to say here, it speaks for itself.
Power and entertainment in one.
best kind.
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i fucking love this poem! its long, but amazing! i esspecially like the part "Moans that
caused angels to rub
their legs together
in want."
girl power poem would have been good too, but this is fucking amazing. great story behind it, and well written.
---great write---
---keep it up---
---perplexed---
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This was raw and very in your face to read yet at the same time it still managed to put a smile on my face. I think all of us can relate to this piece
The best of luck to you in the contest
Kamala -
Oh... wow. This was fantastic. It had sich a powerful mix of self loathing, and pride in the fact you are a real woman.. It hits hard.
I love the bit about spit or swallow- I don't see why it matters to a man.. but there you go. And you know I like poems about that kinda stuff
This has to be my favourite poem by you atm, apart from maybe... 'of boens and beauty' cause i've always loved that.
Despite this being at times quite adult, it seems to hold this glimmer that a lot of your personal pieces have.. a glimmer or one word of a fairy-tale.. or a ballerina.. or some child-like image or hope .. I lke that, I do like my fairys and glitter..
This is just gorgeous- rich and real.
jess-
Suggestion:Any other ideas about how the poem could improve? It couldn't
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Oh yeah!
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By damn, I have to meet you.
You can write this and like old bw movies!
One in a million.
This is terrific and I'm a guy and you have made a persona here that hommes would stand in line to get to.
This really is a spill down the page top to bottom
yeah
a power poem for sure
and you know what
you are using the gifts women have naturally to do it.
Oh the power of a smile and a few inches of thigh...
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Thank you, darlin'.
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Filthy/Gorgeous, need I say more?
Power. I can feel it. I think its pathetic though, to call a girl who sleeps around the demeaning term slut, when guys get the good term player. Its pathetic. I think your good no matter what you do, as long as its fun lol, but peopole dont tend to listen to me...so take that as you will.
The really long stanzas were hard to keep my attention, but i think breaking them up would make it come off weird. Iunno, mixed feelings I guess
Keep it up though, I really like this
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LMAO
True Meli style with this one....
okay, ummmm it was another unique and amazing piece by you my Dearest friend...
You can be as naughty as you like lol....As I always say...you write the things others are afraid to, and in brilliant fashion
Love ya...
Lynda
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FUN it is, indeed!
All I want to know is where is that fucking garage - and doesn't your oil need changing - along with your spak plugs, etc? I'm a man with two strong hands that will be happy to be of service! He! He! This passed me hardness test - hands down - and you know where - and i Thank you for the pictures that you painted and the memories you brought back of a few nice and naughty girls in my old nieghborhood when I was coming of age! GOOD LUCK in the contest! And i'll take a naughty girl over a nice one 8 days a week!
Peace & Love!
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Whoa, yes this is very entertaining... Hmm, this does bring back some memories. And that is where I stop before I get my good girl persona in troulbe.
(I never did understand why everyone thought I hated being called a whore, I had fun.)
This really makes me miss the corners of my old school, after hours.... ah, sweet corners.
I am leaving now, harsh vivid piece, I loved it.
-shirley-
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Trust me... I had fun, too.
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I'm sure you did, it's nice to know I'm not the only one.
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fuck yeah. just love the opening alone.
god incarnated, shit this is good stuff.
"It doesn't
matter, truthfully
if she spit
or swallowed
as long as she got
the job done
-I say."
ain't it the truth!
fuckin' adore it Annalise. wow! i was proud of my piece but you nailed this.
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Thank you. :)
Anything that gets a fuckin' in a comment is well worth it to me.
This felt so good to write. Fun. Wonderfully liberating.
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