I have already added the hitchhiking memoir to Wicked Wednesday before, so thought I’d write a short poem about the experience for this week’s prompt.
Tag: poem
Peep Poem ~ What are you hoping to see?
A girl innocently undressing before bed
or a whore ready to be fed
your fat cock
as you rock
her head back with force
part of the course…
Lest We Forget the Importance of Freedom
During the second world war my Grandad was part of the Royal Fusiliers – London Regiment. I think he served as a lieutenant. My Mum was a young child so would have been evacuated from London.
Kismet ~ It is written in the stars
Whenever I become haunted about an event or happening and begin to ruminate I calm myself with the knowledge that kismit is a force which is always working for the good, never the bad…
Magicians & Musicians Singing the Blues
Even though I was too young to have been involved with either, if I’d been of age I certainly would have had difficultly keeping my panties…
Behind the Image ~ A story to be told
Behind the Image
