Most prostitutes are normal bodies,
Hard workers doing their oddities;
Which seem unpopular so visibly,
So they can continue to feed boldly.

Circumstances they try to overcome,
Upturned obstacles making them so,
Resembling every other fleshed bone
With less hypocrisy and shyly so sour.

They are not traders selling a bodily asset,
They rent out for material gain and power
Like the more popular, with more respect;
Unlike political integrity, with less shower.


Plucked feathers litter the cage of marriage
Like dead leaves beneath all family trees.
Age’s breeze stirs their lightness in rage,
Exposing the polygamy in love to its knees.

Once tender leaves dry and carpet a shadow,
Every chicken’s bastard is seen so real.
The spouse’s love remains a wife’s sorrow;
To acknowledge its still love, love is still.


Lived a time solo
In anywhere hollow.
Leaps to go further,
Crawls as any other.

Grows into time,
Ripe for one crime.
The only one ever
And it’s done forever.

Into sight steps
Love and it helps.
For common quests
Meet there guests.

Legs scratch creak
And mate a pick.
Love only matter
And don’t murder.

After that instance
Breed will enhance.
Death is all healed
As the mate mealed.

For one love act
Fed nature’s pact.
The only one ever
And again never.


Tomorrow came, sun shining.
Yesterday left with its dining.

Readied for the certain raining
And aged by much experiencing.

Yet very much the stone in a pool,
For everyone is someone else’s fool.

11 thoughts on “POEMS: Prostitutes, Still it is Love, What Love & Somebody’s Fool

  1. this is good here. that first stanza one really has to read into it and how i see it is that i prostitute my body everyday that i go to work of which is like renting your services out. i’m not raking it in, but they are. that is the collective. you help achieve their dream. i like this all the way through and especially dig the last two lines.

  2. You have such a masterful way of using imagery and words in general. your poems always challenge me to question my assumptions and ideas, the first two poems especially.

  3. Nice arrangement of words and thoughts, indeed! Though writing it seems, but profound… Few people dare to write about prostitutes…
    I guess a suggestion of mine will be welcome? Do you use sites like, cafepress. com, fiverr? They could be a good way to promote your works and to help “remove” stupidity in the streets like headlines on t-shirts, fridge-magnets, cups, etc: My Boyfriend kisses Better Than Yours, FBI – female body inspector, etc. Not everything we see and think of should be about sex, right? It would be much better if there were more nice pictures (even of mythical creatures), good thoughts, poems (from any genre are welcome I guess), etc? I’m allanbard there, I use some of my illustrations, thoughts, poems from my books (like: One can fight money only with money, Even in the hottest fire there’s a bit of water, All the problems in the world lead to one – narrow-minded people, or
    Let’s watch the moon, let’s meet the sun!
    Let’s hear soon the way the Deed was done!
    Let’s listen to the music the shiny crystals played,
    let’s welcome crowds of creatures good and great…
    etc). Best wishes! Keep up the good work! Let the wonderful noise of the sea always sounds in your ears! (a greeting of the water dragons’ hunters – my Tale Of The Rock Pieces).

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