Love Day Sucks #Poetry #ASMSG #Valentine

I woke up thinking it would be OK

then I realized just what everyone had to say


Happy Love Day…


Each time that word fell across my ears

Therapy bills piled up for years


I love you meant hitting your kids and wife

I love you meant giving up your life


I love you meant you weren’t good enough

I love you meant life was tough


I love you meant screwing someone else

I love you meant dealing with what was dealt


I love you meant not really caring

not really daring

to— love



My words might as well have been dead

When I said,

I love you …


It meant— I love you


It meant you were enough

I meant together we would be tough


It meant making love all night long

It meant “they were playing our song”


It meant I cared

It meant I dared


It meant my heart would be broken

It meant I would just be a token


to be given away

just like any other day,

and no I’m not OK.


Love Day sucks …



Penelope Jones copyright 2013 

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You should be ashamed #Poetry #BrokenHeart #ASMSG

I could live in luxury

I could live like the poor

As long as you were there,

I never needed more


I tried to give you everything

I tried opening up my heart

Once you saw me raw and real

You were ready to depart


I told you I was a mess,

I told you my crazy had spoken

I told you I don’t come with a token…

Operation manual


Somehow I became the enemy of your universe

Everything I said was answered with a curse…

Of my existence


I want to crawl back under the rock from which I came

My heart will never be the same

You are to blame…

And you should be ashamed


Penelope Jones copyright 2013

I will find Love again #Poetry #ASMSG

We’re in a sexual revolution

It’s not pollution


Sex is as natural as breathing

Desires seething


Lives becoming one

Orgasms that come undone

It was fun


I miss the days when I called

and you made me your fuck-doll


I miss the days when you’d rain down spanks

on my ass.

Why couldn’t it last?


All good things must come to an end

even though I miss the way our bodies bend…


I’m just reminiscing about what could have been

The way we sinned.


I’ll find love again


Don’t you worry.


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Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

Don’t Pollute My Life #Oct #Poetry #ASMSG #Relationships


What a tangled web we weave

When we practice to deceive…


Words to live by buddy

I found her panties in the study


What an idiot you are

I also found her lipstick in my car


What you failed to realize

It all could have been a prize


If only you had talked to me

Maybe we could still be


Opting to lie when the truth’s always better

Gets you a really lovely fuck-off letter


One that said…


How much you suck

How I don’t wish you luck

How I hope you get fucked…


Up the ass…you deserve it!


That’s really not true

If you only knew


The lies are what sealed your fate

We all three could have went on a date


But no, you had to think with your little head

That’s why our relationship’s dead


It’s why my heart aches,

Why my body shakes,

And my smiles fake


Lies for me are the bitter end

So before you hit send…


Give a Hoot!

Don’t Pollute…


My life


Penelope Jones Copyright 2013

Not Just a Temporary Patch #Poetry #ASMSG #Relationships



Perfect, sparkling blue eyes
He was a nice surprise


A game of pool
Nearly made me drool


And 3 beers in,
And, I would’ve fucked him


Again and Again and Again


Yet, He stopped me in my tracks
Morals wasn’t something he lacked




Was this guy for real?
Didn’t he know the deal?


I was an easy lay
But he had to pay


That’s right my goodies weren’t free,
Cash wasn’t the key


From love and devotion,
To crossing an ocean


Proving to me he was worthy of my gift
Everything he did gave my heart a lift


He showed me what a good man was like
And I didn’t tell him to go fly a kite


In fact…


I invited him into my life
And he didn’t add any strife


Life was an adventure which twisted and turned
And my body yearned…

for him


Owned, there was no doubt
He spanked me when I’d pout


We loved through thick and thin
Together we made up new sins


But, I’m only day dreaming
And perhaps doing a little scheming




It would be a perfect match
And not just a temporary patch


Me and Him…
Maybe I’ll meet him at the gym?


Exercise does a body good…
Pass it on!




Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

Psst… I’m not a quitter #ASMSG #Poetry #Poem #Moanday


It’s morning and of course I’m thinking of you

I’m always thinking of you

Your wants, your desires fill my bed

Your needs, your worries roll around in my head


I want to take it all away

Tell you it’ll be OK…


But you’ll have none of that


You have been hurt and wronged

For love you have longed


You refuse to be vulnerable again

So you hide away in your den


You have a tongue as sharp as a sword

You use it against others when you’re bored


If I care too much

I’m fucked


So what!


You can’t chase me away

I always find a way


I know you’re trying

But I’m not buying


Psst… I’m not a quitter, thought you should know.

Penelope Jones copyright 2013

You’re a Good man #PoetryWednesday #ASMSG #Poetry


You’re a good guy

by Penelope Jones


A knife stuck through my back

I had a knack…


For finding the assholes


Then there was you,

Oh … pooh!


You came into my life when I needed you most

It all started when you responded to my blog post


It was easier to push you away, than to take that leap

Knowing you could leave me in a broken heap


You knew from the beginning I was a fucked-up mess

I used aversion tactics, pushed all your buttons

It was a test


You had me pinned

And would not let me win


Winning with you meant losing

And that wouldn’t be my choosing


Please just realize I was protecting my heart

I know it was a rocky start


I didn’t mean to be so damn defensive,

But humans have left me pensive


Questioning who I am,

Questioning you…



I’m really sorry you got caught in my broken life

Now you know why I’m not someone’s wife

… Too much strife.


I just need someone willing to knock down my walls

and stop treating me like a China-Doll


I know it’s contradictory to say it that way

but listen to what I have to say …


Being broken meant I was going to find reasons to hate

I just hope it’s not too late.


Because …


You’re a good man…

And, I’ve got a plan.

Penelope Jones copyright 2013