Submissions by BludSukka
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Right now, everything I am writing is for Mercy
Under Sun
And so from the years of toil, under sun, his hands were toughened, and calloused.
Callous over callous, till no splinter, or cold steel, or jagged edge of stone would piece him in his day.
But as day faded, with the touch of her skin, he could feel.
Every breath, every heartbeat, each sigh and word would go through him. And touch him straight to his heart.
And his spirit was pleased with the strength and beauty we witnessed in her.
And so he did not think of the night, even as it was near.”
Callous over callous, till no splinter, or cold steel, or jagged edge of stone would piece him in his day.
But as day faded, with the touch of her skin, he could feel.
Every breath, every heartbeat, each sigh and word would go through him. And touch him straight to his heart.
And his spirit was pleased with the strength and beauty we witnessed in her.
And so he did not think of the night, even as it was near.”
#love
#death
#peace
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Beauty is the bastard of the world
Let not the lovely get in your eyes
Take not the touch of silk to be so wise
Have no part of hope, or let comfort dress you
Or pleasure seek, drawn upon a smile
Try not to please, allow no part to show
Never bend the tempting bow
While others eat do not reach
Pierce no hide, the wine will not flow
The cold comes creeping, wrap it with your soul
For nothing starts that would not end
All that softly comes will sharply pretend
Before the breeze will break your back
Look down your face and make steps aside
Go...
Take not the touch of silk to be so wise
Have no part of hope, or let comfort dress you
Or pleasure seek, drawn upon a smile
Try not to please, allow no part to show
Never bend the tempting bow
While others eat do not reach
Pierce no hide, the wine will not flow
The cold comes creeping, wrap it with your soul
For nothing starts that would not end
All that softly comes will sharply pretend
Before the breeze will break your back
Look down your face and make steps aside
Go...
#love
#courage
#fate
#despair
#acceptance
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Dream of the vanishing man
I went down to the sacred sea.
And waited there for the tide to wash over me.
I had a dream.
Of a disappearing man.
It was the furthest that I’d ever been.
My body withered, under the glowing sun.
The wind went above and paid me no heed,
To the earth where my life’s blood drained out.
My eyes were stuck shut.
With every grain and every drop,
It was the furthest that I’d ever seen.
It is the best that I’ll ever be.
And waited there for the tide to wash over me.
I had a dream.
Of a disappearing man.
It was the furthest that I’d ever been.
My body withered, under the glowing sun.
The wind went above and paid me no heed,
To the earth where my life’s blood drained out.
My eyes were stuck shut.
With every grain and every drop,
It was the furthest that I’d ever seen.
It is the best that I’ll ever be.
#death
#rebirth
#acceptance
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Mercy on the beach
Together we went down to say hello
to the black and silver sea.
Away from the noise and the lights,
to rest on the cool soft sand.
The shape we made hidden in the nights new darkness,
all that we could see could not see us.
And the earth and the sea cared not if I was with you or you were with me.
And the night said nothing of if we even should be.
to the black and silver sea.
Away from the noise and the lights,
to rest on the cool soft sand.
The shape we made hidden in the nights new darkness,
all that we could see could not see us.
And the earth and the sea cared not if I was with you or you were with me.
And the night said nothing of if we even should be.
#happiness
#love
#hope
#romantic
#redemption
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Mercy in the morning
Morning stay away,
let the day forget to break.
In perfect night.
Let her sleep.
But beyond sight, beyond the horizon, dawn is ready and stands in wait,
For the morning bird to sound it’s call.
For the stars to retreat.
For first light to bleed in the sky,
And look down upon her shape.
Let her sleep.
And you wish the day would just forget.
But you long for it to come,
for dawns advance to light with colours, and slumber to pass.
So she will wake.
So she will turn.
And she will smile. ...
let the day forget to break.
In perfect night.
Let her sleep.
But beyond sight, beyond the horizon, dawn is ready and stands in wait,
For the morning bird to sound it’s call.
For the stars to retreat.
For first light to bleed in the sky,
And look down upon her shape.
Let her sleep.
And you wish the day would just forget.
But you long for it to come,
for dawns advance to light with colours, and slumber to pass.
So she will wake.
So she will turn.
And she will smile. ...
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#kindness
#romantic
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Will be Mercy
It is not my will, that
in every moment of every day
my tears know your distance
I dream awake
In every place, I see you still
It is not my will...
With every vision conjured
my fabric still
knows your smile
fingers know your skin
My eyes the landscape of your body
breath your presence
my tongue your taste
lips your kisses
My ears your music, and your voice
I bow my head to your caress
Your catching glance and your deep full stare
from under and over
It is not my will...
My heart is...
in every moment of every day
my tears know your distance
I dream awake
In every place, I see you still
It is not my will...
With every vision conjured
my fabric still
knows your smile
fingers know your skin
My eyes the landscape of your body
breath your presence
my tongue your taste
lips your kisses
My ears your music, and your voice
I bow my head to your caress
Your catching glance and your deep full stare
from under and over
It is not my will...
My heart is...
#sadness
#love
#forgiveness
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
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Prayer for Mercy
When asked who,
would I travel back in time to meet?
A frivolous question to to play with
To help a conversation
I might think of
a great writer like Hemingway or Dostoevsky or Shakespeare
a great musician/songwriter like Lennon or Bach or Cohen
A great painter/sculptor, Van Gogh or Picasso or Michelangelo or Rodin
or further back
a great figure from history such as King Arthur or Jesus
Jung, Plato, Solomon, Thomas, Auden, Yeats...
I have no doubt that all would grace me
And what learnings and insights might enrich a life...
would I travel back in time to meet?
A frivolous question to to play with
To help a conversation
I might think of
a great writer like Hemingway or Dostoevsky or Shakespeare
a great musician/songwriter like Lennon or Bach or Cohen
A great painter/sculptor, Van Gogh or Picasso or Michelangelo or Rodin
or further back
a great figure from history such as King Arthur or Jesus
Jung, Plato, Solomon, Thomas, Auden, Yeats...
I have no doubt that all would grace me
And what learnings and insights might enrich a life...
#love
#regret
#romantic
#angels
#lover
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Go with Mercy
The path ahead I could not see.
The way that led to where unguided.
And the many turns I took abound.
Walk with me a while...
Your way it had a pattern made
That led you to a clearing found.
The same we saw, in a moments stillness
A shaft of light, a mark in timeless
And stopped the world to take a breath.
Then walked again, with me a while...
Our paths were lost, I did not see
No choices clear, which way turned when.
Without your hand I carried on
But no way back, now too narrow.
And pushing close the maze was...
The way that led to where unguided.
And the many turns I took abound.
Walk with me a while...
Your way it had a pattern made
That led you to a clearing found.
The same we saw, in a moments stillness
A shaft of light, a mark in timeless
And stopped the world to take a breath.
Then walked again, with me a while...
Our paths were lost, I did not see
No choices clear, which way turned when.
Without your hand I carried on
But no way back, now too narrow.
And pushing close the maze was...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#separation
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Missing Mercy
The sun has set
The stars are gone
The darkness is complete.
With tired legs, and hollow heart
The chances all are up.
The day has cast it’s final roll
And I am missing more...
The times we made
The loving touch, burnt brilliant bright and brief.
If I had known, if I had faced
The invincible defeat
For each small piece I should have stayed
And lingered moments longer.
Somehow paid more than I had to give
And traded in my chips.
The little graces, the smallest gestures
More beautiful than all the rest ...
The stars are gone
The darkness is complete.
With tired legs, and hollow heart
The chances all are up.
The day has cast it’s final roll
And I am missing more...
The times we made
The loving touch, burnt brilliant bright and brief.
If I had known, if I had faced
The invincible defeat
For each small piece I should have stayed
And lingered moments longer.
Somehow paid more than I had to give
And traded in my chips.
The little graces, the smallest gestures
More beautiful than all the rest ...
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
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Moment of Mercy
From a winter wood and ways,
ten thousand days.
In a clearing found,
I came to pass.
And with heavy legs and tired heart,
I stopped to watch,
and touch the light.
I held it in my hands and wonder,
so rare so sweet,
it was permitted.
My fingers warmed and brow was soothed,
I loved in moment, and I loved in whole.
And wishing for it not to pass,
I forgot my journey and all questions asked.
But late it was, and brief the day,
so soon to end, with darkened cloud ahead.
With muddied...
ten thousand days.
In a clearing found,
I came to pass.
And with heavy legs and tired heart,
I stopped to watch,
and touch the light.
I held it in my hands and wonder,
so rare so sweet,
it was permitted.
My fingers warmed and brow was soothed,
I loved in moment, and I loved in whole.
And wishing for it not to pass,
I forgot my journey and all questions asked.
But late it was, and brief the day,
so soon to end, with darkened cloud ahead.
With muddied...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#despair
#emptiness
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For you Mercy
I heard that gold is made by cosmic rays
That come from distant stars collided
And put to earth to be a treasure
And love I think is made in little ways
I made a piece for you my dear
You have it now, to be forever
Or leave or keep or throw away
But never was it meant as measure
To buy and trade or deal to seal
It was not there before I knew you
I made it real and gave it freely
And never can it fade away
I do not want it back, it’s yours forever... I’ve given it to you
That come from distant stars collided
And put to earth to be a treasure
And love I think is made in little ways
I made a piece for you my dear
You have it now, to be forever
Or leave or keep or throw away
But never was it meant as measure
To buy and trade or deal to seal
It was not there before I knew you
I made it real and gave it freely
And never can it fade away
I do not want it back, it’s yours forever... I’ve given it to you
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#honesty
#UnrequitedLove
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