old man alone rests by a pool
young man arrives to clean —
hot college boy away from school
takes off his torn blue jeans
young man takes hold a long stiff pole
its basket stirs the blue
eyes of old man that young man stole
beneath the pool bamboo
old man's fat pecker springs to life
points up towards the sky
young man's own eagerness is rife
he straddles old man's thighs
the pool lounge creaks like grackle birds
young man rides old man 'til
he shoots a steam of milky curd
and grackle birds are still
old man eyes open wide and look
nowhere young man is found
a pool-side dream old man mistook
... as grackles make a sound
appeared at dVerse Poets Pub
i guess you are never too old to dream eh?
ReplyDeletesmiles...yes never too old to dream...
ReplyDeleteAs soon as you mentioned that the pole was stiff I knew where it was going. The fact that it was a dream made gave it more poetics.
ReplyDeleteLike a Hockney painting - but funnier - fantastic - MORE!
ReplyDeleteVibrant work that brings into focus the needs and frailty of life. Well painted..it was like a Hockney piece. Great. Gay
ReplyDeletecool writing kind of lulls me into his dream and jolts me into reality ...loved it thank you
ReplyDeleteOh, you nasty man! lol
ReplyDeleteHi, Rob Kistner here. This is a piece well written, engaging – good work… mine is here: http://www.image-verse.com/clown
ReplyDeleteVery lovely, I'm speechless. :)
ReplyDeletehahahah... Was old man gay before he fell asleep? 'Cause you know what? I think he is now....... :) Wasn't expecting to see any milky curdy thingies on dVerse but hey, why not? Well written, but honestly I gagged a little on the aforementioned line.... Not a testament to your artistry sir.... just personal preferences..... nice poem.... I hope you will read my poem about a dream... it's not the same caliber of erotica as your own, but I do awaken with a hard-wood apple tree between my legs..... it's at http://johnallenrichter.wordpress.com/2011/09/01/sandman-words/
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