Submissions by Abracadabra
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just a soul, hooked on magic & poetry sandwiches. My words are fools, dancing as they flirt with the life you give them... & then there's the naughty stuff that wakes me in the middle of the night... one day all that cheese'll kill me.
Weeds
She waited faithless for the end of life
last chocolate lonely
destiny ordained like melting ice
lost in sadness as the days swirled by
in a humdrum haze of chores
before her slow walk to the store
then the window's cruel boredom
aimlessly counting passers by
forgetting how to form a smile
until the last of the light wrought sleep
bringing respite for tears inside
all hope hushed from dreams
drowned in the dust of long ago
when the weeds began to grow
her poison of tomorrow
as certain as emptied time
last chocolate lonely
destiny ordained like melting ice
lost in sadness as the days swirled by
in a humdrum haze of chores
before her slow walk to the store
then the window's cruel boredom
aimlessly counting passers by
forgetting how to form a smile
until the last of the light wrought sleep
bringing respite for tears inside
all hope hushed from dreams
drowned in the dust of long ago
when the weeds began to grow
her poison of tomorrow
as certain as emptied time
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#unicorns
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Vampire Lovers
Last night when we danced in the rain
threw our shoes to the moon
and sucked at the stars through a straw
our two hearts tuned to love
unafraid of the awful dawn
Last night when we courted shadow
drank red champagne at the kill
we gorged on a fear of eyes
while the blood of time
stood still
Last night on wings of darkness
we soared beyond the mist
commanding all we saw
free of graveyard chains
cruel daylight's coffin kiss
But now the worms are stirring
for fate's betrayed our art
true love...
threw our shoes to the moon
and sucked at the stars through a straw
our two hearts tuned to love
unafraid of the awful dawn
Last night when we courted shadow
drank red champagne at the kill
we gorged on a fear of eyes
while the blood of time
stood still
Last night on wings of darkness
we soared beyond the mist
commanding all we saw
free of graveyard chains
cruel daylight's coffin kiss
But now the worms are stirring
for fate's betrayed our art
true love...
#love
#betrayal
#vampires
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The Age Crow
You forgot just when
that first shuddering truth
the day he landed on your shoulder
quietly almost gently
the cruel clamp of claw
claiming his right
brazen without fuss
Counting gray
the sideways tilt of head
bright eye mocking
poor vain attempts
to shake him off
but it will be
no
use
His beak is precise
hook fashioned from cold savagery
poised perfectly to peck out years
eager to savor the weakest morsels ...
that first shuddering truth
the day he landed on your shoulder
quietly almost gently
the cruel clamp of claw
claiming his right
brazen without fuss
Counting gray
the sideways tilt of head
bright eye mocking
poor vain attempts
to shake him off
but it will be
no
use
His beak is precise
hook fashioned from cold savagery
poised perfectly to peck out years
eager to savor the weakest morsels ...
#death
#nature
#aging
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Headed South
Was it the first line
at the beach
when love
frescoed moon and shadow
the fine white sand
tickled foolishness
gave us hopes
bewitched by an ache of stars
I could undress you now
more than perfectly
in my head
stroke your arms and legs
kiss your ears
brush away
imaginary grains
make you pour
from this old black Olivetti
its clack of memories
blazed over surf
every thought a sigh
every heartbreak line
parrying the years
but then I'd still be
just some fish
dredged up stupid ...
at the beach
when love
frescoed moon and shadow
the fine white sand
tickled foolishness
gave us hopes
bewitched by an ache of stars
I could undress you now
more than perfectly
in my head
stroke your arms and legs
kiss your ears
brush away
imaginary grains
make you pour
from this old black Olivetti
its clack of memories
blazed over surf
every thought a sigh
every heartbreak line
parrying the years
but then I'd still be
just some fish
dredged up stupid ...
#love
#relationships
#memories
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Settled
The past is a butterfly
fading in dreams
waiting to settle
on the dust in your heart
while the wings of another day
dazzle with silence
and bow to a glimpse
of your might have beens
No use stirring
the guilt in your tea
until the whites of your eyes
turn greener than corn in the rain
If you'd known better
you would have done better
but that chance won't come again
For even a butterfly knows
what's done is done
and lost forever
and it's much too late
to change
fading in dreams
waiting to settle
on the dust in your heart
while the wings of another day
dazzle with silence
and bow to a glimpse
of your might have beens
No use stirring
the guilt in your tea
until the whites of your eyes
turn greener than corn in the rain
If you'd known better
you would have done better
but that chance won't come again
For even a butterfly knows
what's done is done
and lost forever
and it's much too late
to change
#love
#relationships
#unicorns
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The Witch's Cat
Save for you poor dearest
'tis true I dwelt alone
courting only vain distraction
as you followed through these woods
to gather what we might
and raise our simple soup
But yet I recognized no truth
when my accusers claimed
of late I'd grown
the fur and claw of witch
a slur to rival
such sage darkness of your own
and taint my heart with shadow
so even your fine whiskers preened
to keenly know the truth
Sad curdled cream
to conjure poison
from spiteful...
'tis true I dwelt alone
courting only vain distraction
as you followed through these woods
to gather what we might
and raise our simple soup
But yet I recognized no truth
when my accusers claimed
of late I'd grown
the fur and claw of witch
a slur to rival
such sage darkness of your own
and taint my heart with shadow
so even your fine whiskers preened
to keenly know the truth
Sad curdled cream
to conjure poison
from spiteful...
#dark
#unicorns
#witches #curse
#witches #curse
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Sexaphorically Speaking
She said
she loved my metaphors
so I'm working
on five more
I'd like to have them
ready
to brandish them
like claws
She may cry Cinderella
when my words
rip off her drawers
but a silken tongue
come midnight
can lick a thousand wars
When my phrases
have gone stellar
and the mountains are explored
I'll call on pinky Percival
to step up for applause
she loved my metaphors
so I'm working
on five more
I'd like to have them
ready
to brandish them
like claws
She may cry Cinderella
when my words
rip off her drawers
but a silken tongue
come midnight
can lick a thousand wars
When my phrases
have gone stellar
and the mountains are explored
I'll call on pinky Percival
to step up for applause
#sex
#WritingPoetry
#unicorns
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Deeper
Moonlight kindly
through the trees
in a tremble of whisper
her footsteps lead
darkening down
the path to the sea
where white stones shimmer
and breakers heave
Quickly now
to the tide's embrace
a tickle of toes
for a tearful face
Under cruel cliff's sigh
by rockpool's gleam
their fate was never
what she dreamed
Wading out
her back to the land
from life's despairing
outstretched hand
to his coldest kiss
with the longest sleep
and lost love
waiting
in...
through the trees
in a tremble of whisper
her footsteps lead
darkening down
the path to the sea
where white stones shimmer
and breakers heave
Quickly now
to the tide's embrace
a tickle of toes
for a tearful face
Under cruel cliff's sigh
by rockpool's gleam
their fate was never
what she dreamed
Wading out
her back to the land
from life's despairing
outstretched hand
to his coldest kiss
with the longest sleep
and lost love
waiting
in...
#love
#dark
#death
#unicorns
#despair
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Starstruck
We came alone
we go alone
our bodies are but flesh and bone
though spirits soar on high
the things of scant importance
are the things we leave behind
Yet at times I wonder
if a whiskey bottle's up there
waiting in the sky
a girl or two
a naughty puff
a newborn baby's cry
the finer things
pure wedding rings
old films that made us sigh
and all the trappings of a life
we dearly love and cherish
those timeless starstruck memories
let's hope that they don't perish
we go alone
our bodies are but flesh and bone
though spirits soar on high
the things of scant importance
are the things we leave behind
Yet at times I wonder
if a whiskey bottle's up there
waiting in the sky
a girl or two
a naughty puff
a newborn baby's cry
the finer things
pure wedding rings
old films that made us sigh
and all the trappings of a life
we dearly love and cherish
those timeless starstruck memories
let's hope that they don't perish
#birth
#death
#memories
#unicorns
#LifeCycle
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Starveling
Wake me
when the sky is dark
and moonlight's wither
stunts roses bloom
Take me
with your heart
out into the night
where creatures shriek
and the raven swoons
Lead me from the dust
of an empty grave
to sate the lust
that feeds my crave
Carry me with you
always
that I may rise
and leave this tomb
for I have slept too long
in the darkened gloom
spurned lonely wasted lifetimes
poor starveling
without you
when the sky is dark
and moonlight's wither
stunts roses bloom
Take me
with your heart
out into the night
where creatures shriek
and the raven swoons
Lead me from the dust
of an empty grave
to sate the lust
that feeds my crave
Carry me with you
always
that I may rise
and leave this tomb
for I have slept too long
in the darkened gloom
spurned lonely wasted lifetimes
poor starveling
without you
#love
#lust
#vampires #unicorns
#vampires #unicorns
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Poet Wife
I dreamed I had a poet wife
to tidy up my thinking
She'd wash my word socks every night
and stop my phrases stinking
We'd roam the pages of our lives
make memories together
and before our ink was barely dry
we both knew it was clever
Now here's the thing I like the most
while we scribble in a fever
even when she burns my toast
I know I'll never leave her
And joy of joys the day arrived
she proved I was a man
presenting me with ecstasy
our couplets in a pram
to tidy up my thinking
She'd wash my word socks every night
and stop my phrases stinking
We'd roam the pages of our lives
make memories together
and before our ink was barely dry
we both knew it was clever
Now here's the thing I like the most
while we scribble in a fever
even when she burns my toast
I know I'll never leave her
And joy of joys the day arrived
she proved I was a man
presenting me with ecstasy
our couplets in a pram
#marriage
#WritingPoetry
#unicorns
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The Leap
I'll try
one more time
to fetch where the dreams hide
parting the mist
unveiling peace
beyond this muddled life
But broken wings
write broken lines
and the heart's blood knows
my faithless stare's a mirror
for the dust I'm bound to find
Watching waves
and shoreline surrender
where the wind spites agonies
through a gull's cold eye
they jumped
but I cannot
I was always the last in line
one more time
to fetch where the dreams hide
parting the mist
unveiling peace
beyond this muddled life
But broken wings
write broken lines
and the heart's blood knows
my faithless stare's a mirror
for the dust I'm bound to find
Watching waves
and shoreline surrender
where the wind spites agonies
through a gull's cold eye
they jumped
but I cannot
I was always the last in line
#dark
#suicide
#unicorns
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2 Comments
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