AFTER DEATH, a poem

AFTER DEATH

What can be expected

In releasing a soul

in death?

forever deep sleep

in constant blankness

Perhaps an hereafter

of infinite torture

the sour reward

for an ugly past life

Yet some merit better

An eternity of pleasure

to be enjoyed without boredom

in sensuous ensembles

of tasty food and good wine

and varieties of flesh

(March 30, 2017)

AFTERMATH, a poem

          Glorious fried egg I savor

          your unforgettable flavor

          disc of orange and white

          my taste buds soar in flight

          making my day so extra bright

          (Written in March, 2017. I thought I might try writing a limerick, but found it beyond doing at this time. I am not a funny writer.)

WILDCAT, a poem

           

          Wildcat, what inflamed such desire

          perhaps my naked ready body

          transported you into a female fire

          Memories of the Wildcat you were

          Still stirs my near ancient lingam

          The joy of having made you purr

         

          Your zeal for my source of delight

          Often pulled me from deepest sleep

          For thrilling joinings in our night

         

          The lovely touch of your sweet skin

          Withheld in the years of old age

          Reminds me of what once had been

          (Written in February, 2017)