Erotic Poetry Slam was a Huge Success!!!

Well, after lots of planning, lots of group notices and I am sure, lots of broken pencils, we pulled off our first Erotic Poetry Slam! We had about 8 entrants, all with great poems. We started off the event with words from me and they even let me recite my own little poem. Yes they even politely clapped.

Disaster Krogstad was our MC and did a great job. A gentleman who kept the focus where it should be, on the poems! Our poems were divided into two categories, voice performance and chat performance. There was a winner in each category, plus an over all winner. A shy poets had their poems read by surrogates, which was fine.

Thank you everyone who submitted, and or organizers, Disaster, Koshka, Zebulon2 AND of course Zena for supplying the great prizes!

The winners were (with their poems - make sure and read to end for grand prize winner!)

Voice:
2nd Place: Elizabeth Spieler

Bright Morning Stars

From the beginning of time
Our lights must have been together
Hidden in the secret place

We enter this secret place paired
Two complete circles joining together
Our two lights merge into one

A force more powerful than all the stars in the sky
Embracing the sensations we share
Created to fit like a glove since creation

Your ardent gaze fills me with love
Angels sing for us like the sound of rushing water
Like a symphony our bodies react in harmony

We fill the air with our love song
Feeling that passion flame burning
Everything will grow in our energy

We were created for each other
Your body was designed by the best of artists
Light and darkness merged into one


1st Place Voice: Randi Grigorovich


BETTY

THE SORROWS YOU KNEW
THE THE BURRDENS YOU CARRIED.
THE TEARS THAT YOU SHED.
IN A LIFE THAT WAS HARRIED.

BY THOSE WHO WERE UNABLE TO SEE.
THE WOMAN YOU WERE.
OR THE LEGENGEND YOU CAME TO
BE.

AN AGE OF REPRESSION
WHERE ALL WERE THE SAME.
YOU STOOD OUT FROM THE OTHERS
A BRIGHT BURNING FLAME.

YOU SHOWED US YOUR BEAUTY.
YOU SHOWED US YOUR FIRE.
YOU GAVE US A GLIMPSE.
OF ALL WE DESIRED.

BUT IN OUR FEAR AND MADDNESS
OF WHAT WE SAW IN OURSELVES.
WE DROVE YOU AWAY.

YET BETTY
IN THE TIME YOU WERE GONE
WE HAVE GROWN.
AND NOW WE SEE.

FLOWERS OF PASSION.
THE GARDENS OF VENUS.
THE MEDDOWS OF EROS.
THAT YOU ONCE TROD.

THEY ARE ENTERED WITH REVERANCE
BY ALL WHO CAN SEE.
THAT DOMINANCE, SUBMISSION.
PASSION AND NEED.

THEY ARE THE CORE
OF HUMANITY.
THIS WE WOULD NOT HAVE SEEN.
IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU.
BETTY.
RANDI GRIGOROVICH

2nd place chat: Koshka Plisskin

Darkness Falls
By
Koshka Plisskin


Lay still He says, do not move.
Yes, my Master is the reply
Satin brushes over thick lashes
Darkness falls.

Arms pushed over head
bound and tied to the bed
Heart races, skin quivers, alive
excitement falls.

Squirming, moaning, lips quiver slightly
chest rising, fingers curling lightly
unknown sensations await
hunger falls.

The sound of leather tapping
the smell of lust thick in the air
His hand tight entwined in long flowing hair
Desire falls.

Pleads, whimpers, groans and purrs
He gives, you take so hungrily, pitifully
begging, panting, yearnings strong
shame falls.

Flesh burning, sex as well
He pushes you further, quicker
head racing, sinking deeper still
insecurity falls.

The word is spoken, the flood released
Screams, cries, utter release
tugging, pulling, control always His
Quiet falls.

Breath slows, coos spill from parched lips
His hand is gentle, your devotion strong
exposed, tiny, vulnerable and small
He gives back the light
The Darkness falls.
and

1st place chat AND OVER ALL WINNER

Softly glistening light streams in,
refracted off mirror of room we're in.
A cold shock as I walk to loo,
A reminder, comfy sleep with you.

Dream fragments on the bathroom floor,
Of knocking at a wooden door,
Alone above the wide sea,
bedraggled cold me.

Luscious curve, exotic fruit!
I rub my hands to warm the loot,
Flop on the bed prepared to go,
You turn your shoulder and say "NO!"

Caught! Doubt, Desire, Despair,
A morning rapist,with tussled hair.

Escapes a giggle, you twist a pose,
Deep kiss, entwine, our feeling grows.
The dream remembered, I doubt no more,
The door was opened, I swim for shore.





kuel Tardis '09