January Nelson is a writer, editor, and dreamer. She writes about astrology, games, love, relationships, and entertainment. January graduated with an English and Literature degree from Columbia University. • 216,083 The Funeral Blues writer’s influence was debated throughout his life among early twentieth century literary types in his native England, especially in the shadow of other poetic giants like T.S. Eliot. But the New York School of poets, including John Ashbery, later embraced him. In this section from his poem Babies in Their Mothers’ Arms , he writes about, ahem, "self-love": Rosеs arе rеd, violеts arе bluе, and so bеgins a timеlеss tradition of poеtic еxprеssion that has capturеd thе hеarts of romantics for gеnеrations. Thеsе simplе yеt еvocativе linеs form thе opеning of countlеss Rosеs arе Rеd Violеts arе Bluе poеms, a classic and еndеaring stylе of vеrsе that has bеcomе a cultural mainstay.

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I landed on these 13 erotic poems that I think are genuinely sexy for one reason or another. For some, it’s the urgency in the speaker’s voice. It’s lovely to feel seenand needed.Poems with sensory detail so rich that I feel embodied in the poem itself also make a strong case for eroticism. There’s at least one poem here that had me pressing my hand to my heart with my mouth open, thinking with joy, “can they saythat?” Coming together it is easier to work after our bodies meet paper and pen neither care nor profit whether we write or not but as your body moves under my hands charged and waiting we cut the leash you create me against your thighs hilly with images moving through our word countries my body writes into your flesh the poem you make of me. ” ― “ Recreation” by Audre Lorde offended. For those who are easily confused, there are online dictionaries galore which will provide suitable (although sometimes self-referential) definitions of cottaging, frottaging, dogging, tea bagging and many more sexual deviancies. More Rude and Dirty PoemsYou come to fetch me from my work to-night When supper’s on the table, and we’ll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree (Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite, Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;) And go along with you ere you lose sight, Of what you came for and become like me, Slave to a springtime passion for the earth. How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed On through the watching for that early birth When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed, The sturdy seedling with arched body comes Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.” — “ Putting in the Seed” by Robert Frost

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Now let us sport us while we may; And now, like am'rous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour, Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power. Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball; And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.” — “To His Coy Mistress” by Andrew Marvellstretching the truth within her shallow actions stealing grims scythe reaping the benefits exposed from wounds she created while shredding the scab upon others preying on the weakness of those she infected brainwashing the ignorant spreading her diseased mind with every breath exhaled polluting the atmosphere with the stenchof uncleanliness excusing the disgusting behaviour as being allergic to latrine products while judging and bashing others who staypositive and live under the light of a brightfuture dragging them down suffocating themunder her jealousy encouraging failure flatlining their motivation whispering commands into their ear verbally melting their self esteem uponresistance pulling the reigns on their vocal cords Ask any literary type who the best living poet is, and Heaney’s name will inevitably be in the mix. The winner of countless literary awards, including the 1995 Nobel Prize, he was called “the most important Irish poet since Yeats” by former Poet Laureate Robert Lowell. But Heaney is also known to sometimes write suggestively cheeky poetry as well. His poem Victorian Guitar includes the epigraph “Inscribed ‘Belonged to Louisa Catherine Coe before her marriage to John Charles Smith, March 1852’,” and features the following stanzas: License my roving hands, and let them go, Before, behind, between, above, below. O my America! my new-found-land, My kingdom, safeliest when with one man mann’d, My Mine of precious stones, My Empirie, How blest am I in this discovering thee! To enter in these bonds, is to be free; Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be.” ― “To His Mistress Going to Bed” by John Donne She loved to spend rainy afternoons lost in thought, her hand daydreaming beneath the fabric of her floral panties.” ― “ Dirty Pretty Things” by Michael Faudet

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I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.” ―“ Untitled” by Michael Faudet The first time we made love I realized why I never prayed. One human can only say ‘Oh God’ so many times.” — “ The Atheist” by Megan FalleyThis trailblazer of the Romantic Movement is also the national poet of Scotland, and is even known as “The Bard” in his native land (take that Shakespeare!). But Burns is probably best known by students as that poet who wrote in that weird Scots dialect you can’t really understand. At the touch of you, As if you were an archer with your swift hand at the bow, The arrows of delight shot through my body. You were spring, And I the edge of a cliff, And a shining waterfall rushed over me.” — “ At the Touch of You” by Witter Bynner For true romantics—or conniving contemporary shepherds—there is still a wealth of persuasive, loving examples to choose from, as well as poets turning their rhetoric toward an argument for intimacy. Those seeking traditional carpe diem poems, sonnet sequences, aubades or more contemporary meditations on seduction or passion, might look at the following: