Submissions by DylanIrvin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just a story teller.
Poem of Waters And Skies
Through cataracts in the skies
A distant moan begins to rise
Through an uncharted cloud
Of a puddle yet to be in drops
The fruit sky shrieking aloud
In a garden of iridescent crops
With blooming pollution in clad soil
Entwined in a cumulonimbus coil
Morphing into a levitated brook
With a broken and faceless rook
In a receding horizon losing it’s form
Cackling out to the tempestuous storm
Flashes of embers in skies blink
Flooding the faintly seen brink
Of the distant washed away galaxies
Pygmy slowly galloping through
Rolling...
A distant moan begins to rise
Through an uncharted cloud
Of a puddle yet to be in drops
The fruit sky shrieking aloud
In a garden of iridescent crops
With blooming pollution in clad soil
Entwined in a cumulonimbus coil
Morphing into a levitated brook
With a broken and faceless rook
In a receding horizon losing it’s form
Cackling out to the tempestuous storm
Flashes of embers in skies blink
Flooding the faintly seen brink
Of the distant washed away galaxies
Pygmy slowly galloping through
Rolling...
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Unrequited Moon
Your eyes cloak yearning and lust
Your dreams have all began to rust
Anything that you kiss turns to dust
If that doesn't kill them the silence must
If I was a fire you would be my oxygen
And your once silent heart talks again
Whispering for me to stay near
(Or that’s just what I want to hear)
You’re the masterpiece untold of a mystery that won’t unfold
You suffer a never-satisfied syndrome
And you’re an orphan to love that needs a home
You’re a word cellar that needs a story teller
You’re a lock that needs a key, and a bird that...
Your dreams have all began to rust
Anything that you kiss turns to dust
If that doesn't kill them the silence must
If I was a fire you would be my oxygen
And your once silent heart talks again
Whispering for me to stay near
(Or that’s just what I want to hear)
You’re the masterpiece untold of a mystery that won’t unfold
You suffer a never-satisfied syndrome
And you’re an orphan to love that needs a home
You’re a word cellar that needs a story teller
You’re a lock that needs a key, and a bird that...
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