About Adagio

Biography

"I ONCE MET A PERSON WHO KNEW IT ALL, AND NOTHING MORE."

I'm am what I am. I don't have a pulse for BS. I like to write in my spare time if I feel the spirit move me. I am not gifted, but I like the words. My style may not be what is the norm, but I write for my own amusement. With the assistance of some mods, I think I have developed into a respectful writer.

I spent twelve years in the USMC after college. Married a Canadian gal and open a chain of video shops. Luckily, i sold them before the bottom fell out. I now own a small bookshop in the deep south, located near a swamp. I also have a small share of a Blues Lounge.

Name:
Adagio
Sex:
Male 
Sign:
Capricorn
Relationship Status:
Married
Local Time:
17 Aug 2018 16:45
Interests:
Books and people watching keep me busy. When writing, I enjoy collaborating with another writer.
I have collaborated with many here on Lush and also willing to converse about the different styles.

I'm not in the least interested in parlor tricks or playing patty-cake with egos. Braggadocios and BS, and all your awards, don't mean a thing if you ain't got a book on my bookshop shelf.
Favorite Books:
One's I haven't read.
Favorite Authors:
Ones that hold my attention.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series
Favourite TV Shows:
PBS
Favorite Music:
Give me jazz like MJQ and Fourplay or give me blues like Bob Margolin and Stacy Mitchhart. Give me Sinatra, Celine Dion and Mel Torme. Give me Jerry Lee Lewis, Janis Joplin and the Stones. Give me Dwight Yokum, Garth Brooks and George Jones.
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Shadow Of Shakespeare

  The falling leaves of magenta A cynosure of autumn's splendor As if in an amphitheater for love And poetry from the bard The acorns snowed in choreography As a shadow of Shakespeare watched As if his words crafted the scene And the fresco gave its awe We kissed on the stepping stones Of life's encore, opening my eyes Opening my eyes in winter's green And satin shades of tea As the...

Added 17 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 144 | 2 Comments

Sweet Mimosa

As the autumn's day wilted to the dusk On a trellis of vines with otto of rose Butterflies sleep on petals of pollen Waiting for the dawn's aurora As the kettle sings of my sweet Mimosa   While the tenors of night chorus Angels commute from tree to lea And God fills our cups with tea Of love's extract under our canopy As the kettle sings of my sweet Mimosa          ...

Added 15 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 412 | 4 Comments

God's Overture

Like nomads of night, clouds crossing the moon With shadows of autumn's new dusk born And leaves like chariots fall to ground As we swing on our glider As the butterscotch orb cast a golden sight Reflecting in anthracite eyes of angel's coal   With lace like cataracts on your hair And a halo's comb as rain rings of sweet tone With shadows of autumn's new dusk born Leaving footprints on...

Added 13 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 354 | 3 Comments

Could Not Have Been Fancied

A fairer autumn could not have been fancied Among the breeze swept gust of silken woods      And the whispering of the symphony trees Falling leaves in interludes of auburns and golds As we dance on the fleece of moonlit heather In shadows of the spruce and pines And the God-shine of a heaven's divine   Enraptured by felcity in our halcyon As we rest our heads on mushroom pillows And...

Added 11 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 486 | 4 Comments

Land Of Caribou

Our love was birthed into the dawning of the dusk In the land of the woodland caribou Its invisible touch danced over streams and creek beds of flat stones And across the permafrost of the airs— Our love, our daughter, we called Sky While you were away at war the shades came They tossed her into the night of stars Undaunted, Sky embraced the night’s form And took the hue of your cobalt...

Added 09 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 523 | 6 Comments

A Dove's Stradivarius

In my thought's queue of bliss scattered among earth tones Defining your kiss among shadows in Saturn's silhouette As your scent gives feel, to my view in poetic harmony   With a zephyr touch across my brow fueling my fires From rainbow stairs, and the trees of medieval woods As leaves from patchwork boughs serenade in our lair With shades of tea and marmalade embellishing Cascading down with...

Added 08 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 425 | 4 Comments

I Vont Yu Hoppin' John

In quest of moans and sighs, pussy and thighs, I share the tale of forbiddance, from a poetic vampire such as I. Things in the past have happen, without rhyme or reason. With my conscience (an agnostic church moose) on my shoulder and the cock in my britches squirming, I begin. Norfolk Island, 16th century. Two "ears" before the mass. In 1587, 117 settlers traveled from England to...

Added 09 Aug 2016 | Category Humor | Views 7,521 | 19 Comments

Land's End To John o' Groats

It was the songs the winds sang crossing the grasslands A blue fescue as if a banjolin, as the scent of autumn blew With a cashmere feel to it as the wind chimes rang too As if a zephyr whispering in my ear, a shadow with wings From Land's End to John o' Groats While making love in tranquility with an amorphous angel And then the choir open their arms with psalms of heaven With a cashmere...

Added 06 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 538 | 8 Comments

Moon Over Your Shadow

With eyes of cognac-amber, and a moon over your shadow Cloaked with a vesture and midnight stars of sweet caviar I tricked a caller of the wilds, Mephistopheles his game Beneath the sycamores and whistling winds with names As the scent of love rained down a tempest of lust We dance and swayed to music of the Pentecost Even though we were not tamed        ...

Added 05 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 551 | 8 Comments

Autumn's Trousseau

With a silence of the faux winds Cascading leaves sung melodies song Of reds and browns of gabardine From woods of autumn's trousseau As ginseng tea sweetens your lips With essence of the rum flutter We kiss among the honeysuckle In pantry of the swooning pines   Beneath Chantilly sky of God's philter From woods of autumn's trousseau And falling rain of love's silk      ...

Added 03 Aug 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 531 | 6 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Adagio

Me and You

At the start there were hearts, and flowers and such-like stuff, and whatever you offered me, you said was not enough. But I shared with you my wish,  with nary a fuss until we depart  on a trellis dish of cuttlefish.   In the noon-day of delight, there was passion, there was lust, and we did what we did, not from duty but because we must For the gusting wind trussed  a...

Added 28 Apr 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 545 | 8 Comments

Idols

There is a little yellow idol, not to the east of Katmandu, but rather in the mirror, where you gaze on you. From the solipsism of your lust, to the foothills of your desires, from the have to the must, there the shadow falls Of the praise of self, there is no end just a beginning and a continuation which no man's hand can mend, or woman's heart could compass If not for...

Added 24 Apr 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 438 | 7 Comments

Staircase of Dreams

Like a staircase leading to gables of my crannie I in cups among the truss of my mind's rafters Like a satyr on two legs becoming the swill's goat Cossing over the moat of my poetic sanity With the aid of Merlin's wand in my hand And raptor's pen to defend my sins As you knee at my lap with a little toe tap With a seductive grip on my pawn Shedding your corset of whale bones Standing...

Added 15 Nov 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 696 | 14 Comments

My Wish

My wish for you is that you smile when you think of me And your days are filled with joy My wish is the distance won't always be there That we continue to grow together In the shelter of love   My wish is to be tangled up with you in sheets With metaphors of cohabitations As sensual rain falls before the calling of sins While dreams descend And your days are filled with joy  ...

Added 11 Nov 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 16 | Avg Score 5 | Views 854 | 17 Comments

Beauregard's Driveway

I felt a slight brush, an excuse-me touch beneath the awning of dark clouds a summer storm was brewing in Alabama with the devil's hammer banging loud   the Spanish moss hung deathly still the bees returned to their combs even the locusts gave up the ghost as the timid scurried to their homes   I'd stayed in town to avoid the rush and the air was...

Added 15 Mar 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 23 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,596 | 27 Comments

The Dripping of the Tallow

I feel the dripping of the tallow like a sting a fleeting thing burning shallow on my flesh I felt afresh the beating of my pulse like a drum calling each drop falling in a rhythm to convulse my febrile loins my cock enjoined to rise in propinquity to your lips as your hips slowly rose between my thighs in your hand a candle wavers waxen droplets clot burning hot as I melt beneath...

Added 14 Feb 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,560 | 25 Comments

The Touch

Your soft and gentle hands I feel on my skin Gasping with your touch I close my eyes In anticipation of your quest Wet luscious lips I feel on my nape Were you kiss me in shadows of dusk Moaning as your fingertips touch Warm breath I feel against my skin Shivering nipples posing erect And your beating heart The feel of your penis pressed against me Ecstasy between my parting thighs In...

Added 24 Sep 2014 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 19 | Avg Score 4.95 | Views 2,164 | 18 Comments

Recommended Read Neve and the Sandman

"In the repertoire of my being, that of a mortal with creative juices...I, The Sandman and sweeper of sensuality make my nightly journey to seek out the one female creature that I might make my own.” Neve read these words to herself, then said aloud, “The sweeper of sensuality huh? Not in my experience.” Neve sat back in her bed. The story was from one of those online sites that specialized...

Added 18 Apr 2014 | Category Supernatural | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,915 | 19 Comments

Absentia of Cellophane

In my journal of poetic love, versus Argus eyed As I scribe the vermilion with a darker shade Feeling quintessence of silence calling my name Fearing no evil and feeling no pain Under the gleam of the magenta moon In absentia of cellophane Awaiting my shadow-lover, who comes soon Having felt a presence of an amorphous shadow Like a brush-footed butterfly As a scent lingers of its...

Added 17 Jun 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 228 | 4 Comments

The Moon

As I drift off to sleep While the dark orchid falls over the moon Kissing me with his petals In the shadows of dreams  As it's pollen covets my soul   Chilling me beneath my angora  Feeling my soul blooming Searching for the sun  With memories deep within the sea Your voice is calling to me As if the dark orchid captured the moon Holding on to ransom  Will I find my way out of the...

Added 06 Jun 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 19 | Avg Score 5 | Views 515 | 22 Comments

Petals of Love

Unconditional love was in the air, with a scent of the potpourri kissed by an angel. Petals sailed like gliders with butterfly wings straight to his heart.  Like  whispers on fallen snow,  passing the engraved moments in the stone of memories. Their passion is a rose planted near their window, where love forever grows on a rusted iron trellis. An undying love that will forever...

Added 30 May 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 528 | 18 Comments

Recommended Read Clarissa's Tattoo

Clarissa slipped into the room when he opened the door, almost giddy with anticipation. She had come from sunbathing at the pool, her body oiled and tanned, looking much younger than her forty years. “I almost didn't come,” she said, reaching her hands to him. “I'm glad you did,” he said. He touched his lips to her fingertips, and took her in his arms. She could feel the stiffness of his...

Added 26 Sep 2015 | Category Voyeur | Votes 24 | Avg Score 4.91 | Views 7,435 | 16 Comments

Rock me my baby

The garnishes of your kiss, Like soft breath touching my lips, Our fevered brow and hips, Sings stories of long ago. Medallions sparkle your eyes, While lust moans and passion sighs. Our thick and quivering thighs, Doing the Funky Chicken as hearts glow. As Father time carries onward ticking, And our lithe tongues caress and licking, Our bodies, all juicy love sticking, In reverent silence...

Added 29 Oct 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 16 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 1,842 | 16 Comments

Oranges and Plums, Part 2

Aditya's tongue darted in and out as she took a sip of wine and hissed. The guests in awe, that a slave would spit on a Raja. I motioned to my friend the marketer, he knew my signals. Three beautiful slave girls appeared in bridled wear of leather, a black half-faced mask with prickly pointed ears. A tail protruding from their asses as if horses. Aditya would be the fourth as she was fitted...

Added 12 Nov 2015 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,522 | 7 Comments

The Train And The Tunnel

The train had been coming for years, always passing through the tunnel with loving care. Its steam and smoke adding to the tunnel’s love for it, hugging the walls near. It passed so close to its walls it seemed to be scraping them, and providing them with noise, rubbing and loving the tunnel. The tunnel loved the train. When the train entered the tunnel, its big round light was bright,...

Added 10 Aug 2016 | Category Love Poems | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,215 | 27 Comments

Like Memories Whisper

  Winter leaves of December Like memories whisper As they scurry about our once The garden of love now faded   Oh! how we danced The summer of our romance Now wilted petals And falling snow lay   Like memories whisper The coming of spring New petals of green And new dew   My thanks to Adagio Sabadicus for asking me to Co-Author this poem. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do. ...

Added 13 Jan 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,491 | 20 Comments

The Last Voyage Of The Henrietta Bone

An age when the world as we knew it was smaller, and there were lands still not discovered.  An age where the sea washed upon distant shores. It was no longer thought of as a square.  It, a majestic ship, constructed from the finest wood in the forest. Designed for transporting goods, or doing naval battle. Built with three masts, each towering a hundred feet, and it with a fuselage of...

Added 13 Jan 2017 | Category Historical | Views 6,585 | 29 Comments

The Story About George - Chapter Three - Snorkel and Grass

When George got home from the party, he took a nice hot shower. He wore his Loretta Lynn wig, but had a Green Bay Packer football helmet on also. He didn't want to lose the curls. The top of his helmet was growing grass, like a chia pet. Also, it had Bullwinkle antlers. It's not everyday that one sees a person with a snorkel and helmet taking a shower. It was either grass or some good...

Added 23 Mar 2016 | Category Anal | Views 6,347 | 12 Comments

The Story About George - Chapter One - Hot Pants

George Smart was just your average seventeen year old. He was kind of quirky and a virgin. He was looking to lose his virginity, but hadn't really had any offers. George had a lot to learn and needed somebody patient to show him the ropes. George's parents had asked their good friend Pamela to stay with them for a week. Pamela was their divorced friend. She needed a little time away from...

Added 16 Mar 2016 | Category First Time | Views 11,863 | 34 Comments

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