Submissions by Anne-Ri999
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Sculptress of words
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 6:11pm
Yesterday 6:11pm
And Also The Trees
a child of the 80s and 90s is born
happily entered this world
into euphoria kisses
ears widening into
a spectrum
where veils are lifted
through listening
to brit and indie bands
dark rimmed eyes
though opened
already then poetic landscapes
sliding slopes where ancient hills
my playgrounds which invited me
to damp dimly lit quarters
where we found rock n roll
a gig veneered with haze
he quoted the finest texts
guitar riffs into symbiotics
Simon answered my...
happily entered this world
into euphoria kisses
ears widening into
a spectrum
where veils are lifted
through listening
to brit and indie bands
dark rimmed eyes
though opened
already then poetic landscapes
sliding slopes where ancient hills
my playgrounds which invited me
to damp dimly lit quarters
where we found rock n roll
a gig veneered with haze
he quoted the finest texts
guitar riffs into symbiotics
Simon answered my...
#music
30 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2025 7:46pm
4th Mar 2025 7:46pm
Cosmic conversations, cowritten with MalcolmG
Words splinter like jagged glass, carving through the throat—torn-apart breaths,
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
#StreamOfConsciousness
51 reads
5 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
4th Mar 2025 12:24pm
4th Mar 2025 12:24pm
Lyre chant-an imperfect tune!
#lyrics
45 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2025 4:49pm
3rd Mar 2025 4:49pm
Dear heart
sometimes in order to confirm
we have to step upon wild flowers
it can mean swimming against tides
you may have to stand alone
though practice makes sequence
gestate “yes!”
one thousand and one times
just like Scheherazade
had to tell a story each night
delaying death is not the secret
open now
your embroidered eyelids
emptiness knows all answers
it asks no questions
gestate “yes!”
one thousand and two times
you are the hart
of your heart
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we have to step upon wild flowers
it can mean swimming against tides
you may have to stand alone
though practice makes sequence
gestate “yes!”
one thousand and one times
just like Scheherazade
had to tell a story each night
delaying death is not the secret
open now
your embroidered eyelids
emptiness knows all answers
it asks no questions
gestate “yes!”
one thousand and two times
you are the hart
of your heart
copyrights © owned by...
#metaphor
60 reads
10 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
28th Feb 2025 8:27pm
28th Feb 2025 8:27pm
a weekend with goblins and gargoyles
A questioning blankness falls over me. When arriving in this place there seems to be an absence of all things urban. A handful of streets scattered houses. Faint scent from manure invades my nostrils. Desolated mysteries might await me. Agricultural display from farmsteads in the distance.
I check into my hotel. a plain bare building. To my amazement it is totally silent. It seems like I am the only guest. I go in through the mahogany French doors entering a darker lobby where there is an old fashioned bar serving as a reception also. Walking up to the bar I am yet unsure if I can...
I check into my hotel. a plain bare building. To my amazement it is totally silent. It seems like I am the only guest. I go in through the mahogany French doors entering a darker lobby where there is an old fashioned bar serving as a reception also. Walking up to the bar I am yet unsure if I can...
#PersonalGrowth
79 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Feb 2025 3:23pm
28th Feb 2025 3:23pm
she wants to be a kite
these hemispheres have no name.
born of rotating formation.
each breath began again
in the stillness of reflection.
wind drapes my hair around me
colours return through sounds
love speaks in silver slivers
you and I now globes apart
in holographic union
once we sought poesy
epic notes final flakes
I am letting you go
landing
embracing
and gracing
my lone
sea
wolf
path
here
wishing
as words
are welling
my footprints start ...
born of rotating formation.
each breath began again
in the stillness of reflection.
wind drapes my hair around me
colours return through sounds
love speaks in silver slivers
you and I now globes apart
in holographic union
once we sought poesy
epic notes final flakes
I am letting you go
landing
embracing
and gracing
my lone
sea
wolf
path
here
wishing
as words
are welling
my footprints start ...
#love
118 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Feb 2025 9:54am
26th Feb 2025 9:54am
nymphaeum
thin sound where clarities begin
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
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celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne...
#dark
115 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Feb 2025 9:20am
26th Feb 2025 9:20am
Navigation of cliffs
"Rocks are our elders, the oldest natural material, the spirit of rock never forgets but helps us to remember." Sandra Ingerman
Closer to the rocks I have never been. At the back of my house there is part of the natural landscape which is hills and cliffy rocky edges. It is there where I sit often. Many a time I have received direct messages unfolding from my moments there.
These rocks speak, they are wise and remind me how each part forms an intricate vein
Nature speaks in sign language, in signals. In the grime magpie cackling. ...
Closer to the rocks I have never been. At the back of my house there is part of the natural landscape which is hills and cliffy rocky edges. It is there where I sit often. Many a time I have received direct messages unfolding from my moments there.
These rocks speak, they are wise and remind me how each part forms an intricate vein
Nature speaks in sign language, in signals. In the grime magpie cackling. ...
#motivational
#symbolism
78 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Feb 2025 6:44pm
24th Feb 2025 6:44pm
to Luna and Mori
we who sought romance
through astral bodies
interweaving our whiskers
o white white winter hare
evil ermine lulling damsels!
denouncing alabaster wishes
basking with Bastet
sleeping
in mere delight
lean leopards
our sharp angled crowns
alive under our pawns
a tree once told us
wear your feline cloth
stand up
breathe against
my bark
b r e a t h e
life
into each
awakening
cloud
live
play
today!
copyrights © owned...
through astral bodies
interweaving our whiskers
o white white winter hare
evil ermine lulling damsels!
denouncing alabaster wishes
basking with Bastet
sleeping
in mere delight
lean leopards
our sharp angled crowns
alive under our pawns
a tree once told us
wear your feline cloth
stand up
breathe against
my bark
b r e a t h e
life
into each
awakening
cloud
live
play
today!
copyrights © owned...
#cats
79 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Feb 2025 3:47pm
24th Feb 2025 3:47pm
Once sea swept
birthing chaos
procrastinating
sounds solely wept
fossilized curtains
rain refrains
journeys through all skies
sunken asunder
volcanic ashen song
whispers not a name
each nautical act an art
of letting go
water spewing
cyclopes
cleanse my molecules
I am one eyed
monocle
humanize me
let dark red roses bloom
from opaque
hold these hands
they are too empty
to touch transparency
...
procrastinating
sounds solely wept
fossilized curtains
rain refrains
journeys through all skies
sunken asunder
volcanic ashen song
whispers not a name
each nautical act an art
of letting go
water spewing
cyclopes
cleanse my molecules
I am one eyed
monocle
humanize me
let dark red roses bloom
from opaque
hold these hands
they are too empty
to touch transparency
...
#dark
#sea
86 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2025 12:51pm
23rd Feb 2025 12:51pm
sometimes randomly
someone reminds us
that rivalry is a realm
and ignites
that fractal ripple
you have waited for
all the pebbles in the waters
did not create just that orb
rivalry can be
just that obsolete reflection
a cutting cord
this curtain is falling
a thespian shade
the one that frees you
with sussing sounds
please say I didnt warn you
this altered state
six months thin fried baked air
that could be will be would be
ought have been state
today gathering each ...
that rivalry is a realm
and ignites
that fractal ripple
you have waited for
all the pebbles in the waters
did not create just that orb
rivalry can be
just that obsolete reflection
a cutting cord
this curtain is falling
a thespian shade
the one that frees you
with sussing sounds
please say I didnt warn you
this altered state
six months thin fried baked air
that could be will be would be
ought have been state
today gathering each ...
#dating
96 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2025 8:36am
23rd Feb 2025 8:36am
celestial body
early vespers plead
into mourning mornings
write me a compendium
bring into the knowing
each occultation
I am a vessel
beguiled by
eros rattling my bones
we said farewell to Aphrodite
cleared all visions
Raphael hands Leonardo his final paint brush
made from finest horse hair
from a mare grazing upon pastures lost
free maned her pearlescence
becomes mildew
o impetus victor!
lend me words
from fools ...
into mourning mornings
write me a compendium
bring into the knowing
each occultation
I am a vessel
beguiled by
eros rattling my bones
we said farewell to Aphrodite
cleared all visions
Raphael hands Leonardo his final paint brush
made from finest horse hair
from a mare grazing upon pastures lost
free maned her pearlescence
becomes mildew
o impetus victor!
lend me words
from fools ...
#love
96 reads
9 Comments
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