Submissions by ClearmindedVillain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What a great way to show how creative you can be. Me being a poet is like being in a different world an escape. It's healthy really one of my many outlets. I look forward to expressing more how I feel through my work. To relate & share also.
Kiss You
Years remained moving.
Now you sat so naturally on your car.
Captivated a space you are stunning.
Parking into a dead end distracted the vehicle could have crashed.
Lips actively preparing for what they were ready for.
Warm beverages comfort the peak of mid day.
Summer starring into a window so big.
Clouds passed to add explanation to the beauty.
Walked into aisles of knowledge.
Thoughts of...
Now you sat so naturally on your car.
Captivated a space you are stunning.
Parking into a dead end distracted the vehicle could have crashed.
Lips actively preparing for what they were ready for.
Warm beverages comfort the peak of mid day.
Summer starring into a window so big.
Clouds passed to add explanation to the beauty.
Walked into aisles of knowledge.
Thoughts of...
#romantic
#dating
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Mirror Without Glass
Things call.
Pulling at your legs.
Seems you’re forced to move.
Free will brings chances of growth.
Pulling at your legs.
Seems you’re forced to move.
Free will brings chances of growth.
#choices
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Mother’s Do That
Sacrifices you make can’t be replaced.
There were hopeless times you wished you wouldn’t have faced.
Lessons that can’t ever be erased.
Your child or children always felt you had them embraced.
Hardworking to provide.
Pushing through the difficult times even if you were tempted to hide.
I’m grateful to have you in my life along this ever changing ride.
There were hopeless times you wished you wouldn’t have faced.
Lessons that can’t ever be erased.
Your child or children always felt you had them embraced.
Hardworking to provide.
Pushing through the difficult times even if you were tempted to hide.
I’m grateful to have you in my life along this ever changing ride.
#love
#mother
#family #gratitude
#family #gratitude
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Phoenix Rising From The Ashes
Phoenix Rising From The Ashes
Good vibes echo from the stomach with butterflies but sometimes fade into the ache of change.
A new lens is forming over eyes soon to look over what’s wrong to put it out of range.
Ink drains as if the book of life was in the rain erasing that page.
Freedom consumes in ways that bring happiness forever longed for and new appreciation.
Fire no longer burns negatively instead it’s time to sweep the ash from the foundation.
Cupid stood near attempting to shoot arrows again but they deflected off the chest.
Haunting how easy...
Good vibes echo from the stomach with butterflies but sometimes fade into the ache of change.
A new lens is forming over eyes soon to look over what’s wrong to put it out of range.
Ink drains as if the book of life was in the rain erasing that page.
Freedom consumes in ways that bring happiness forever longed for and new appreciation.
Fire no longer burns negatively instead it’s time to sweep the ash from the foundation.
Cupid stood near attempting to shoot arrows again but they deflected off the chest.
Haunting how easy...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#gratitude
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Lonely Girl
She felt she needed time to walk alone.
Every last thing her feet touched became a surface only seen in heaven.
Confused of where to go.
Even though everything in front of her promised light.
Perfect in the moment she just hoped not to make the same mistakes with him.
Where has his attention gone?
Comfort could be found effortlessly.
Would it be from a man so trustworthy?
Lost in tunes she continues imagining.
Correlating music sends waves of grace inside her warming soul.
Finally walking towards the warm sun.
The bottom of the sun might...
Every last thing her feet touched became a surface only seen in heaven.
Confused of where to go.
Even though everything in front of her promised light.
Perfect in the moment she just hoped not to make the same mistakes with him.
Where has his attention gone?
Comfort could be found effortlessly.
Would it be from a man so trustworthy?
Lost in tunes she continues imagining.
Correlating music sends waves of grace inside her warming soul.
Finally walking towards the warm sun.
The bottom of the sun might...
#loneliness
#hope
#TruthOfLife #SelfReflection
#TruthOfLife #SelfReflection
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Home For Silhouettes
Spilled upon a rush upon someone else’s platform already lived.
Curious suspicions rise of what happened here before.
A certain cloud hangs above the roof of this simple place.
Heavy clouds don’t even rain on this certain building.
Remaining dry the sun hides.
Heated spirits carry the heat inside.
Keepers await the fall of the beginning of a shared dream.
The roof calmly caved in.
Rain flooded it’s way in.
Finally an escape was forced.
Water from the rain submerged everything inside.
Gasping for air to breathe something finally opened up....
Curious suspicions rise of what happened here before.
A certain cloud hangs above the roof of this simple place.
Heavy clouds don’t even rain on this certain building.
Remaining dry the sun hides.
Heated spirits carry the heat inside.
Keepers await the fall of the beginning of a shared dream.
The roof calmly caved in.
Rain flooded it’s way in.
Finally an escape was forced.
Water from the rain submerged everything inside.
Gasping for air to breathe something finally opened up....
#breakup
#SelfDiscovery
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Hands Of Angels
Driven through a road of fog early mornings.
Not just talking to a radio but a prayer to God through a phone.
It’s not so much in the thought but the power of the sayings.
Words could be forgotten the ones that stick are those forever spoken with a graceful tone.
Not just talking to a radio but a prayer to God through a phone.
It’s not so much in the thought but the power of the sayings.
Words could be forgotten the ones that stick are those forever spoken with a graceful tone.
#Christian
#support
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Mom’s Pinball Machine
Long days started at the wake of school.
A mind was taken over by the location of the afternoon.
Another bus ride awaited but not home.
Saw these people everyday but still never knew them.
Quiet the boy stood at the machine for hours at a time.
At times there was a path to pace.
Independent young at times activities sparked interest.
Never grasped the concept of art but participated anyways.
Fear of swimming challenged him young.
Did it.
Soaked from the water of the pool he’d return to that pinball machine to wait.
Was there a...
A mind was taken over by the location of the afternoon.
Another bus ride awaited but not home.
Saw these people everyday but still never knew them.
Quiet the boy stood at the machine for hours at a time.
At times there was a path to pace.
Independent young at times activities sparked interest.
Never grasped the concept of art but participated anyways.
Fear of swimming challenged him young.
Did it.
Soaked from the water of the pool he’d return to that pinball machine to wait.
Was there a...
#sadness
#loneliness
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Honeymoon
Time elapsed in the meaning of the meeting.
Time lost can’t be regained but hope says it can be reshaped.
Soon after the trip an experience of the beginning dims then vices takeover.
Visions battle guts the constant fight.
Time lost can’t be regained but hope says it can be reshaped.
Soon after the trip an experience of the beginning dims then vices takeover.
Visions battle guts the constant fight.
#girlfriend
#relationships
#honesty
#FallingInLove
#respect
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Walking mirrors
Shoes that cover these feet are not mean’t to be shared.
The only one of this size anyway.
Who could appreciate your reflection more then you really do?
Being grateful must exist.
Comparison breeds some unnecessary evil.
More then what you could have but can you live the role?
To get what you desire will take working.
Could a vacation be better then the true credits of your home?
Moments of clarity are witnessed by who you are.
There’s no place like somewhere called home.
Why do some of us claim to be different but give...
The only one of this size anyway.
Who could appreciate your reflection more then you really do?
Being grateful must exist.
Comparison breeds some unnecessary evil.
More then what you could have but can you live the role?
To get what you desire will take working.
Could a vacation be better then the true credits of your home?
Moments of clarity are witnessed by who you are.
There’s no place like somewhere called home.
Why do some of us claim to be different but give...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#SelfReflection #gratitude
#SelfReflection #gratitude
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False Sound Approaching
In hopes again.
What’s daydreamed will surface sometime.
Dressed up to the mirrors approval.
It’s only me that should matter to myself.
Future visions of tomorrow at times rush the moments of right now.
Constant expectations have butterflies in the stomach aggravated.
Moments waiting quietly bring peace amongst everything that must be done.
As long as the lights are shining I know it’s on its way here.
Finally when it’s arrived stress has subsided into a healing calm.
What’s daydreamed will surface sometime.
Dressed up to the mirrors approval.
It’s only me that should matter to myself.
Future visions of tomorrow at times rush the moments of right now.
Constant expectations have butterflies in the stomach aggravated.
Moments waiting quietly bring peace amongst everything that must be done.
As long as the lights are shining I know it’s on its way here.
Finally when it’s arrived stress has subsided into a healing calm.
#hope
#silence
#patience
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Found Thanks
Within myself I enjoy the rides.
The speed of things isn’t important it’s making strides.
Any story of anything always exist with two sides.
Standing at the edge of the water in the sand embracing the tides.
Thanks to my passions for reminders of how I got here.
I try to reside fully present within always facing fear.
The speed of things isn’t important it’s making strides.
Any story of anything always exist with two sides.
Standing at the edge of the water in the sand embracing the tides.
Thanks to my passions for reminders of how I got here.
I try to reside fully present within always facing fear.
#courage
#gratitude
#SelfDiscovery
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