Submissions by AlawSerenDdu
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Dipping my toe back into sculpting language as a way to make sense of complex emotion, after too many years lost in a fog of bad relationships and the wrong medication. Old enough to know better; young enough to still take risks.
An Oath To My Lover
I will always take you
Just as you are,
On any given day,
And do my best
To encourage you,
To support you
And to help you feel
The joy you have craved for so long
And so deeply deserve, my love.
I will help you
Tend your wounds,
Soothe your scars
And face your demons
So you never have to be
Alone, ever again.
I will do this without expectation
Of praise or reward
Because I have already felt you
Do all of this
For me.
Just as you are,
On any given day,
And do my best
To encourage you,
To support you
And to help you feel
The joy you have craved for so long
And so deeply deserve, my love.
I will help you
Tend your wounds,
Soothe your scars
And face your demons
So you never have to be
Alone, ever again.
I will do this without expectation
Of praise or reward
Because I have already felt you
Do all of this
For me.
#love
#forgiveness
#redemption #healing
#redemption #healing
425 reads
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Unexpected Wonders
#lust
#FallingInLove
#passion
623 reads
4 Comments
Rebuilding
It’s all got to go...”,
Says the hard-hatted architect,
Plans rolled up beneath his arms.
The place has ‘good bones’, apparently;
The structure underneath is surprisingly sound
After all it’s been through.
It’s the internals that are the problem.
Once a notorious brothel,
This house was abused as thoroughly
As the women it housed -
Reluctant harlots, soiled doves,
Even demanding Mistress in her velvet and leather dungeon -
But now, after the great storm of the summer
That threatened to destroy all in its wake, ...
Says the hard-hatted architect,
Plans rolled up beneath his arms.
The place has ‘good bones’, apparently;
The structure underneath is surprisingly sound
After all it’s been through.
It’s the internals that are the problem.
Once a notorious brothel,
This house was abused as thoroughly
As the women it housed -
Reluctant harlots, soiled doves,
Even demanding Mistress in her velvet and leather dungeon -
But now, after the great storm of the summer
That threatened to destroy all in its wake, ...
#hope
#rebirth
326 reads
1 Comment
I Lied
#love
#secrets
#friendship #sacrifice
#friendship #sacrifice
505 reads
2 Comments
The Cure
#love
#grief
#heartbroken #passion
#heartbroken #passion
597 reads
2 Comments
One word, four letters
Ta-rah, love...’
Love. One word, four letters,
But two decades of longing
To hear you say it to me.
Safe. One word, four letters,
The rarest feeling in my life
Except with you.
Hope. One word, four letters,
Which sustains me in my tempest-tossed world
As much as it torments me
With impossibility.
But not all love is equal
And Life is rarely fair.
Love. One word, four letters,
But two decades of longing
To hear you say it to me.
Safe. One word, four letters,
The rarest feeling in my life
Except with you.
Hope. One word, four letters,
Which sustains me in my tempest-tossed world
As much as it torments me
With impossibility.
But not all love is equal
And Life is rarely fair.
#love
#friendship
#LifeStruggles #honesty
#LifeStruggles #honesty
419 reads
3 Comments
4am, New Year’s Day
I’ve finally caught you up in this bright New Year
And in the 4am silence, I can hear your breathing.
You are half a world away
In a glorious Eastern city I have never seen
But still, as always,
Your shadow is with me,
Stretched out on this grubby couch.
Unable to sleep, I wrestle for words
To pin your essence to this time and place.
In another life, another world,
You were, are and will be mine
As I was, am and will be yours
And we have grown our lives together.
I must have somehow lived part of that life; ...
And in the 4am silence, I can hear your breathing.
You are half a world away
In a glorious Eastern city I have never seen
But still, as always,
Your shadow is with me,
Stretched out on this grubby couch.
Unable to sleep, I wrestle for words
To pin your essence to this time and place.
In another life, another world,
You were, are and will be mine
As I was, am and will be yours
And we have grown our lives together.
I must have somehow lived part of that life; ...
#love
#MovingOn
#IMissYou
453 reads
2 Comments
New Year’s Eve, 2018
This time last year, I was planning a wedding.
My wedding.
I was...
No. I’m not doing this.
I’m not going to dwell on what I lost.
I know what I lost -
I lost damn near everything.
But
I gained more than I would have thought possible.
I have my independence.
I have support and encouragement.
I have a new start with old friends,
My son and my language.
I have a purpose and a plan.
I have hope.
Whatever else happens,
Whatever 2019 brings,
I have hope
And sometimes, that’s enough.
My wedding.
I was...
No. I’m not doing this.
I’m not going to dwell on what I lost.
I know what I lost -
I lost damn near everything.
But
I gained more than I would have thought possible.
I have my independence.
I have support and encouragement.
I have a new start with old friends,
My son and my language.
I have a purpose and a plan.
I have hope.
Whatever else happens,
Whatever 2019 brings,
I have hope
And sometimes, that’s enough.
#hope
#uplifting
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3 Comments
Skin Hunger
In the sleepless dark of the early hours,
In my comfortless single bed
Every inch of me cries out
To be held, warmed, caressed,
For my curvy, feminine softness to be molded
Against the reassuring planes and angles
Of your loving, gentle masculinity.
Your voice, your eyes, your smile
Haunt my reluctant wakefulness
Yet wait comfortingly in my dreams.
In my comfortless single bed
Every inch of me cries out
To be held, warmed, caressed,
For my curvy, feminine softness to be molded
Against the reassuring planes and angles
Of your loving, gentle masculinity.
Your voice, your eyes, your smile
Haunt my reluctant wakefulness
Yet wait comfortingly in my dreams.
#sadness
#love
#loneliness
508 reads
3 Comments
Why Do I Do This To Myself?
One of these days, I’ll wake up.
Stop dreaming of a love that won’t ever work.
Accept the defeat of a dream
And keep you as the cherished friend
You know you’ve always been.
And yet, in the lonely dark,
It is always your familiar form
That I crave to feel beside me.
A week can pass without a single word
But with a wry twist of that talented tongue
You can bring me running again.
Who’s going to finally be the one
Brave enough to pull the plug?
Stop dreaming of a love that won’t ever work.
Accept the defeat of a dream
And keep you as the cherished friend
You know you’ve always been.
And yet, in the lonely dark,
It is always your familiar form
That I crave to feel beside me.
A week can pass without a single word
But with a wry twist of that talented tongue
You can bring me running again.
Who’s going to finally be the one
Brave enough to pull the plug?
#love
#frustration
#LongDistanceRelationship
455 reads
6 Comments
Aros
Welsh Language poem - translation below]
Ysbrydoliaeth o fewn hiraeth.
Angerdd o fewn yr angen.
Atgofion yn corddi, ac yn codi
Ysfa heb ysbaid am dy fysedd
Ar fy ngwyneb, yn fy ngwallt.
Dy wefus yn frwd ac yn llwglyd;
Dy gorff yn gadarn yn f'erbyn.
Deffro i foreau geag,
Oriau o aros am air o gysur.
Fel gwenwyn, fel cyffur,
Ti'n llenwi pob eiliad yn d'eisiau.
Inspiration within longing.
Passion within the need.
Memories churn and raise up
An unrelenting hunger for your fingers
On...
Ysbrydoliaeth o fewn hiraeth.
Angerdd o fewn yr angen.
Atgofion yn corddi, ac yn codi
Ysfa heb ysbaid am dy fysedd
Ar fy ngwyneb, yn fy ngwallt.
Dy wefus yn frwd ac yn llwglyd;
Dy gorff yn gadarn yn f'erbyn.
Deffro i foreau geag,
Oriau o aros am air o gysur.
Fel gwenwyn, fel cyffur,
Ti'n llenwi pob eiliad yn d'eisiau.
Inspiration within longing.
Passion within the need.
Memories churn and raise up
An unrelenting hunger for your fingers
On...
#lust
#erotic
#lover
596 reads
2 Comments
Impossible, Imperfect
Wish this day was over...'
Oh, my heart aches as you say this.
Would that you could come home to me;
Let me lift the weight of days
And give you peace and rest
In my arms.
To stroke care and concern with my kiss
From each curve of your beloved face;
To enfold your weary, gentle frame in my embrace
And draw your breath in with my own.
To live in this simple desire
Should not be so difficult to achieve
And yet, it would up-end the worlds we know.
Oh, my heart aches as you say this.
Would that you could come home to me;
Let me lift the weight of days
And give you peace and rest
In my arms.
To stroke care and concern with my kiss
From each curve of your beloved face;
To enfold your weary, gentle frame in my embrace
And draw your breath in with my own.
To live in this simple desire
Should not be so difficult to achieve
And yet, it would up-end the worlds we know.
#love
#IMissYou
515 reads
4 Comments
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