Submissions by Deborahlee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing since I was 16 and most recently began to try my hand at free verse my style is total chaos and eclectic never know where my muse will send me on any given day read me...
f**k it
Chameleon women grin and wink
and swap their colors for a man
smile and then stab within a blink
hidden inside shadows if they can.
Aching to smash her today,
this hissing critter oozing slime
as she slithers on hells' pathway
writing messages in rhyme
- she spells in the goo 'go away'
giggling - I say not this time
grin and flip the bird
to see steam flow from her ears
squashing her with just a word
to trigger all the darkest fears
shouting "eat my dust as I go bitch"
the mountaintop throne is mine ...
and swap their colors for a man
smile and then stab within a blink
hidden inside shadows if they can.
Aching to smash her today,
this hissing critter oozing slime
as she slithers on hells' pathway
writing messages in rhyme
- she spells in the goo 'go away'
giggling - I say not this time
grin and flip the bird
to see steam flow from her ears
squashing her with just a word
to trigger all the darkest fears
shouting "eat my dust as I go bitch"
the mountaintop throne is mine ...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration
#confusion
489 reads
2 Comments
In a crash of yellow maple leaves
Pedestals of ebony marble rock side to side,
dweller placed on top bends inhales and
skydives off the teetering edge
into the dark eye of a twister as
the air spins over the ledge of a
snake-pit blanketed in shed skins and feces
people whisper as heads shake and they
laugh with neon fingers pointing a glow
as they spread the she-said party line and
the I heard symphonies on grapevines knocking
marble platforms down with the vibrations of
hits and pokes laced with poison hid by smiles
onyx horizon eats the...
dweller placed on top bends inhales and
skydives off the teetering edge
into the dark eye of a twister as
the air spins over the ledge of a
snake-pit blanketed in shed skins and feces
people whisper as heads shake and they
laugh with neon fingers pointing a glow
as they spread the she-said party line and
the I heard symphonies on grapevines knocking
marble platforms down with the vibrations of
hits and pokes laced with poison hid by smiles
onyx horizon eats the...
#anger
#heartbroken
#disappointment
500 reads
4 Comments
in the eye of me with no storm cellar to duck and cover
#strength
#relationships
#sensual #temptation
#sensual #temptation
668 reads
10 Comments
Writers bleed for the ink and scribble with bones
Faux paperback writers fall
etching under shotgun
targeted thumbs,
but lines of psychotherapy spill
dripping from my veins.
Hot sticky droplets
stain my pages
with red prescriptions as
the plasma scribbles
mark the dosage
flowing from my fingertips
into my keyboard strokes.
If heartbeats race and
pulse sparks goosebumps,
my pen etches the smiles triggered
or the teardrops and battle scars.
A pen draws the picture of me my mouth
does not speak out loud,
paper without headlines glows...
etching under shotgun
targeted thumbs,
but lines of psychotherapy spill
dripping from my veins.
Hot sticky droplets
stain my pages
with red prescriptions as
the plasma scribbles
mark the dosage
flowing from my fingertips
into my keyboard strokes.
If heartbeats race and
pulse sparks goosebumps,
my pen etches the smiles triggered
or the teardrops and battle scars.
A pen draws the picture of me my mouth
does not speak out loud,
paper without headlines glows...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
673 reads
6 Comments
A chalk outline marks a death
Her skid on the sidewalk runway
rips the wing from this butterfly
she twitches jumping and trips,
on broken wings, she cannot fly
as insects circle to eat her thorax
teardrops spill witnessing her die
the body's pieces hit by sunshine
wither and the broken pieces dry
a butterfly outline stain is her epitaph
and her kaleidoscope waves goodbye.
rips the wing from this butterfly
she twitches jumping and trips,
on broken wings, she cannot fly
as insects circle to eat her thorax
teardrops spill witnessing her die
the body's pieces hit by sunshine
wither and the broken pieces dry
a butterfly outline stain is her epitaph
and her kaleidoscope waves goodbye.
#sadness
#grief
#dark
#heartbroken
#suffering
618 reads
4 Comments
Read Me
Hold me and
with nimble
fingertips
trace the
soft curve
of my spine
reach under
the outside
surface
slip into
my chapters
consume every line.
Caress the contours
fondle my creases
spread me out
slide inside
let the turns
and plot twists
stimulate you and
suck you deep in my
outline to hit cloud nine.
Bookmark my passages
profile the triggers
and flip the script
climax explosions
erupt and intertwine
with the breathy exhale ...
with nimble
fingertips
trace the
soft curve
of my spine
reach under
the outside
surface
slip into
my chapters
consume every line.
Caress the contours
fondle my creases
spread me out
slide inside
let the turns
and plot twists
stimulate you and
suck you deep in my
outline to hit cloud nine.
Bookmark my passages
profile the triggers
and flip the script
climax explosions
erupt and intertwine
with the breathy exhale ...
#narrative
#FreeVerse
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
697 reads
10 Comments
Twisting in a Hurricane of Darkness
Acid from a flapping tongue scars me
carving fuck you into my spinal cord;
as a bitch dances between the discs
tapping bones like xylophone chords,
the cartilage, stretched too thin, snaps
like that straw breaking a camel's back
all of the cracks echo blending with the
hyena giggles on a face I ache to smack
by ripping off her arm to pound the grin
into a plump purple bubble ~ then wack.
carving fuck you into my spinal cord;
as a bitch dances between the discs
tapping bones like xylophone chords,
the cartilage, stretched too thin, snaps
like that straw breaking a camel's back
all of the cracks echo blending with the
hyena giggles on a face I ache to smack
by ripping off her arm to pound the grin
into a plump purple bubble ~ then wack.
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration
#suffering
474 reads
1 Comment
tacticle licks
silence broken by light blues rock in stereo,
hum as I sway hips inside amber candlelight,
flickered glow hits olive skin displayed in bits
I strip down to a grin and my white knitted sweater,
giggle as his big brown eyes lock on my naked
silken flesh, he drools, I blush dark pink
still dancing, I pucker up my plump red lips to blow
him kisses, warm slender fingers grip stiff stick
hot wet tongue peeks out, slides over sweet
crimson, circles sticky spiral; mouthwatering taste
detonates, tickling my taste buds
seeing him...
hum as I sway hips inside amber candlelight,
flickered glow hits olive skin displayed in bits
I strip down to a grin and my white knitted sweater,
giggle as his big brown eyes lock on my naked
silken flesh, he drools, I blush dark pink
still dancing, I pucker up my plump red lips to blow
him kisses, warm slender fingers grip stiff stick
hot wet tongue peeks out, slides over sweet
crimson, circles sticky spiral; mouthwatering taste
detonates, tickling my taste buds
seeing him...
1106 reads
13 Comments
accessorized murder
mistress of periwinkle exits dark fog filled shadows,
flosses her white teeth with black marble rosary beads
tainting whispered prayers with thick crimson splatter
on ebony curled head she wears a bone marrow tiara,
her slim neck is wrapped in a peacock feather boa
crystal blue eyes blink to hypnotize men with one flirty
wink, pulling them down inside her prepared death trap;
velvet pillows, sapphire satin sheets, blue silk blindfold,
and soft leather straps to bind both wrists and ankles
violin music plays in tune to perfumed oil...
flosses her white teeth with black marble rosary beads
tainting whispered prayers with thick crimson splatter
on ebony curled head she wears a bone marrow tiara,
her slim neck is wrapped in a peacock feather boa
crystal blue eyes blink to hypnotize men with one flirty
wink, pulling them down inside her prepared death trap;
velvet pillows, sapphire satin sheets, blue silk blindfold,
and soft leather straps to bind both wrists and ankles
violin music plays in tune to perfumed oil...
732 reads
4 Comments
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