Kevin Patrick

Bronze Star - 2,292 Points (Taurus / Ontario)

<≪≪Get It Up≫≫≫ - Poem by Kevin Patrick

Silence spans the canyons gulf
Between our hearts born disconcert
The hours conjugate the minutes
As reticence grovels our reproaches
Lies retreat through the French windows
Across the brick of Flemish bonds
As two pigeons stair their Interest
Cooing as their rapacious femurs
To observe the mirror of primate counterparts
Remotely connected in physical detachment
Between the stale sating sheets of pheromone odour
Sweating evaporation of delicate furor
She looks obsequiously at you with lightning speed
An annoyed smirk from a spoiled queen
Just as your breath implodes as your fingers twirl
The Excrement of passion is your autistic hell


All because the snake is crippled
And the king has lost the scepter
While the towers falling from power
Its eminence stark of disgraced honour
As she quietly traces her perfumed words
Under the tantalizing troupe of

"Get..."

Infatuations burned out cinders
His chest hairs palpitate and quiver
Their body's temperature remain cooler
Customized and air conditioned
Maybe order a round of room service
Bring Red bell boy's to assist his duties
Occupational hazards of private discretion
Let him pop the cork from the champagnes nozzle
Another round quenched of intoxicated heaven
So you can relapse away from the suffering
Exchange the smirk that flies on her face
This says her annoyance at failed game
You know there's derision crawling her eyes
Concealed self-conscious in those hidden thighs
Loquacious postures of furtive renitence
Their decadence is puritan and fading rapidly


All because you cannot sing
The songbird's secrets in the spring
She looks mischievously far away
expressions cultured the distant space
Holding you hostage to her words
That satiates her silver tongue

"Just...Get it up"


Poet's Notes about The Poem

For heterosexual women and homosexual men, whose partners may lack certain... guile

Comments about <≪≪Get It Up≫≫≫ by Kevin Patrick

  • Bronze Star - 2,522 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (4/7/2015 3:34:00 PM)

    Several attempts to comment on u are failing to go through arghhhh. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (12/4/2012 3:33:00 PM)

    ok i admit to googling a few words as your grasp on the english language is exceptional but i really adored the wry humour and the most poignant part in the pigeons ....bravo...karen (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,153 Points * Sunprincess * (10/8/2012 8:41:00 PM)

    wow this is a nice poem..thanks for sharing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 4, 2012



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