Poems about Erotica

• To This Moment a Rebel

  To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms,
  Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms.

  by Lord John Wilmot 24 lines
• The Devil In Hell

  HE surely must be wrong who loving fears;
  And does not flee when beauty first appears.

  by Jean de La Fontaine 210 lines
• Sonnet 104 - A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece

  A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece,
  Diminutive, but room enough . . like clay

  by John Berryman 14 lines, 1 comment
• Penumbra

  Under the sheet of transparent wool we
  slipped, she and I. Even our heads were sunk

  by Pierre Louys 13 lines, 1 comment
• Come to my Grave

  Come to my grave when I am gone,
  And bend a moment there alone;

  by Eliza Acton 17 lines, 2 comments
• The Three Voices

  His heart stood still, aghast with fear;
  A wordless voice, nor far nor near,

  by Lewis Carroll 328 lines
• The Slavery Of Greece

  Unrivall'd Greece! thou ever honor'd name,
  Thou nurse of heroes dear to deathless fame!

  by George Canning 93 lines
• Somebody

  god I got the sad blue blues,
  this woman sat there and she

  by Charles Bukowski 44 lines, 1 comment
• The Touch

  The trees have kept some lingering sun in their branches,
  Veiled like a woman, evoking another time,

  by Renee Vivien 13 lines
• Photography Extraordinary

  Scorch'd by her fierce, relentless eye,
  Nothingness is my destiny!

  by Lewis Carroll 21 lines
• The Servant Girl Justified

  BOCCACE alone is not my only source;
  T'another shop I now shall have recourse;

  by Jean de La Fontaine 124 lines
• O, We Are The Outcasts

  ah, christ, what a CREW:
  more

  by Charles Bukowski 241 lines
• When The Light Appears

  You'll bare your bones you'll grow you'll pray you'll only know
  When the light appears, boy, when the light appears

  by Allen Ginsberg 19 lines
• Aphrodite

  Dark-eyed, out of the snow-cold sea you came,
  The young blood under the cheek like dawn-light showing,

  by John Hall Wheelock 16 lines
• A Sea Dirge

  There is an insect that people avoid
  (Whence is derived the verb 'to flee').

  by Lewis Carroll 48 lines, 1 comment
• Upon His Drinking a Bowl

  Vulcan, contrive me such a cup
  As Nestor used of old;

  by Lord John Wilmot 24 lines, 1 comment
• Invitation: to Fabullus

  But accept endearments in return for the wine
  or whatever’s sweeter and finer:

  by Gaius Valerius Catullus 14 lines
• Identity

  SOMEWHERE--in desolate wind-swept space--
  In Twilight-land--in No-man's land--

  by Thomas Bailey Aldrich 9 lines, 7 comments
• Words against Lesbia: to Furius and Aurelius

  she whose crime destroyed it, like the last
  flower of the field,

  by Gaius Valerius Catullus 25 lines
• Bayonet

  What can I do with this bayonet?
  Make a rose bush of it?

  by Anne Sexton 26 lines
• Now

  TAKE as you will, slake, solace, and possess
  While Youth, with laughter, scatters tears that fall

  by Muriel Stuart 14 lines, 1 comment
• The Most

  here comes the fishhead singing
  here comes the baked potato in drag

  by Charles Bukowski 37 lines
• The Meeting

  Treasure-like, I found her in a field
  under a myrtle hedge, wrapped from her

  by Pierre Louys 16 lines
• How Polly Paid For Her Keep

  Then old Mother Brown got the horrors around her:
  (I think it was pineapple-rum drove her daft)

  by Barcroft Henry Boake 135 lines, 1 comment
• Kuprianov and Natasha

  Kuprianov and his dear lady Natasha after walking
  those swinish guests to the door prepare for bed

  by Aleksandr Ivanovich Vvedensky 226 lines, 1 comment
• The Bucking-Tub

  IF once in love, you'll soon invention find
  And not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind;

  by Jean de La Fontaine 82 lines
• Foma Bobrov And His Spouse

  GRANNY Bobrov (Playing patience) Now that's the card. Oh, it's all coming out topsy-turvy! A king. And where am I supposed to put that? Just when you want

  by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms 31 lines, 2 comments
• Ghazal 2

  The dot on her forehead, her forelock the carefully applied lippaint are all excited
  The sweets, the kisses, the laughter, the beloved are excited

  by Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah 7 lines, 1 comment
• Melancholetta

  WITH saddest music all day long
  She soothed her secret sorrow:

  by Lewis Carroll 78 lines
• Flavius’s Girl: to Flavius

  Surely you’re in love with some feverish
  little whore: you’re ashamed to confess it.

  by Gaius Valerius Catullus 17 lines

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