Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Monday, 21 March 2011

Cold As The Sea

Poem By Anita Magdalena...
A poem I have revamped into Rondel form for One Stop Poetry

Cold As The Sea

Cold as the sea that licks the shore
A fearless spirit to never break
The darkest soul that life did make
A heart of stone that bleeds no more

Time without time that came what for?
Ignore the flesh all covered in fake
Cold as the sea that licks the shore
A fearless spirit to never break

Dark Princess her title no more
A mysterious and untamed soul
No intent in her sand path stroll
Tides turn gentle then let out a roar
Cold as the sea that licks the shore



Sunday, 20 March 2011

Feathered Revenge

Poem By Anita Magdalena...
For Picture Prompt at One Stop Poetry

Feathered Revenge

Common wings spread proud and free
On display for all to see
Watch me fly watch me soar
Above the people on the floor

Pesky bird I hear you say

You wave a hand to keep me away
A gift I give to you instead
I drop my crap onto your head

While you're busy being mortified

Food there in your hand I've spied
I swoop in close and take from you
Your sandwich lunch a tasty chew

You wave your fist and curse at me

Lift your head so you can see
Once again I swoop in low
And crap on you before I go


Friday, 18 March 2011

Slowly I strip your silhouette
sinking solid seduction into my skimpy sky 
sexy shadows in secluded starlight 
slip and slide in swelling sensuality 

Masterful motion merges magnetic minds 
moisture mixing melting moving 
in a magical maze of mutual madness 
moonlit masturbation motivates 

Inflaming imaginations impulsive ignition 
impaling me with intense insistence 
inside an irresistible and intimate invitation 
infusing internal inclinations 

Liquid luster on limbs lubricate 
lingering listening to loves lullaby 
libidos lift and lower licking luscious lips 

Effusive eagerness evokes exhilaration 
enriching erotic and electrifying 
entering ecstasy we explode 
enraptured enveloping each others eternity 

Sunday, 13 March 2011

What Do You See

Poem By Anita Magdalena...
for Picture prompt challenge at One Stop Poetry.

What Do You See

Temptation upon her lips
no fire burns
Her will and strength
inside of her turns

A tormented soul?
so you would think
We judge her look
Our conclusions stink

A wayward girl?
who lacks control
over her mind
Such an empty soul

She mocks at us
Don't we realise
A test of societies
narrow eyes

Look beyond the
coat she wears
Find her depth
she is over the stares

As I look here
the picture I see
Is a girl 
with a finger to society

To temptation she 
does not succumb
Her will is more powerful
than this loaded gun.