AuthorsDen.com   Join (Free!) | Login  

     Popular! Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry
   Services MarketPlace (Free to post!)
Where Authors and Readers come together!

SIGNED BOOKS    AUTHORS    eBOOKS new!     BOOKS    STORIES    ARTICLES    POETRY    BLOGS    NEWS    EVENTS    VIDEOS    GOLD    SUCCESS    TESTIMONIALS

Featured Authors:  Jacob Taylor, iScott Boyd, iLloyd Lofthouse, iWendy Laing, iAnn Frailey, iBelle Ami, iGwen Madoc, i

  Home > Romance > Poetry
Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry     

Brenda N Reid

· Become a Fan
· Contact me
· Poetry
· Stories
· 5 Titles
· Save to My Library
· Share with Friends!
·
Member Since: Nov, 2010

Brenda N Reid, click here to update your pages on AuthorsDen.


Popular Poetry (Romance)
  1.  A Merging of Wills
  2.  Finger Me Gently
  3.  Such A Woman
  4.  How Much I Love You
  5.  loss of modality
  6.  YOUR SPIRITUAL BEING ...
  7.  Immersed
  8.  Let Me Be Your Pacifier...
  9.  Sexy
  10.  The Art of the Night
  11.  For Every Gorgeous Day
  12.  Fifty Golden Years
  13.  A Dozen Red Roses
  14.  When Love Dies
  15.  No One Else But Her
  16.  Forbidden Treasure...
  17.  Peace Or Passion...
  18.  When the Heart Soars
  19.  Affectueux
  20.  moon shadow



Wraparound.
by Brenda N Reid

Saturday, January 29, 2011
Not rated by the Author.
Share   Print  Save   Become a Fan

Recent poems by Brenda N Reid
•  Karat.
           >> View all 2

love poem.

 lil ditty I penned after I got put into a nutcase hospital. Thank you, Cape Fear Valley. Fuck you, Roger. Here's how I FELT, and notice that was past-tense:

 Wraparound.

Brenda Nikkole Reid.

Wraparound beard shifting my focus, from self pity, to a jawline, strong...eyes focused, neck I shouldn't have kissed so early on. But, girl--burly on & soldier forth,

for a soldier is only measured by the fighting's worth. I'd waste a few days in clocking the miles. That half-run disguised as a casual stroll.Your bait, I nibbled--soldier marches & giggles Referenced future children...I lost all control.

 Put the morse hints on hold. As men, you're reared to be loved, boisterous & direct. Respect is to be earned; mine's often been revoked.That jugular vein driving me insane beneath a surface I, at times, could've choked. Rug pulled beneath me RED..like those of flying fantasy & leading to fame...

 ...infamy, dignity--what's in a mane? I've been through worse, and honestlynever felt better. Letter by letter I question whatever this is insanity's beginnings or adulthood's prolonged birth......

 

 

(the rest is in a hard copy on me in wallet)

Want to review or comment on this poem?
Click here to login!


Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Click here for your Membership!


Authors alphabetically: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Featured Authors | New to AuthorsDen? | Add AuthorsDen to your Site
Share AD with your friends | Need Help? | About us


Problem with this page?   Report it to AuthorsDen
AuthorsDen, Inc. All rights reserved.