Submissions by Eerie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction “You shouldn’t let poets lie to you” ~Björk
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2019 3:21am
16th Jan 2019 3:21am
Orison of Night
She paces
to and fro—
beset with ornate jewel
...casting gold;
a piece to illuminate
the grand expanse.
For nightfall is the place
where secrets go
to hide their eyes.
to and fro—
beset with ornate jewel
...casting gold;
a piece to illuminate
the grand expanse.
For nightfall is the place
where secrets go
to hide their eyes.
#secrets
#night
65 reads
12 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2019 1:29am
13th Jan 2019 1:29am
Rebirth
I remembered who took me
into their dark kingdoms, before
breathing fire among my trees.
They fell branches by the dozen;
grappling with nothing but darkness—
least doom.
As if all had never heard insects’ thoughts.
So, she slept on a stone bed of white
lichens between night and
morning stars; small birds
vanished seeds tenderly
around her light water skirts.
River pockets do moths work; floated
back in better thought—
Earth rose full; at times perfect.
Arranging something...
into their dark kingdoms, before
breathing fire among my trees.
They fell branches by the dozen;
grappling with nothing but darkness—
least doom.
As if all had never heard insects’ thoughts.
So, she slept on a stone bed of white
lichens between night and
morning stars; small birds
vanished seeds tenderly
around her light water skirts.
River pockets do moths work; floated
back in better thought—
Earth rose full; at times perfect.
Arranging something...
#mother
#earth
#trees #nature
#trees #nature
72 reads
21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Dec 2018 2:22pm
27th Dec 2018 2:22pm
A Most Perilous Journey
Love is a patient
path, walked carefully over
glass; mind the pitfalls.
path, walked carefully over
glass; mind the pitfalls.
#love
#relationships
#friendship
84 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Dec 2018 7:07pm
15th Dec 2018 7:07pm
a place of rest
the grey splits open her yawning boredom to
release a shower of beauty—
molding skin with her needle caress.
windowpane pockets slide, unburdened by
dirty paths; obscuring visions.
deep settle within the day—
melancholy is curled in
her sweet embrace.
release a shower of beauty—
molding skin with her needle caress.
windowpane pockets slide, unburdened by
dirty paths; obscuring visions.
deep settle within the day—
melancholy is curled in
her sweet embrace.
#nature
99 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Dec 2018 6:13pm
15th Dec 2018 6:13pm
tales of depravity [vol. 1]
with any luck I will burrow into this decrepit mound
hollowed by skill and your arduous labor.
though I’ve been sucked into the mouth of the despot
seeking gnarled form [this worm-like struggle
to avoid the hook] I am swallowed whole by the inability
of your mind to let go.
your callous preaching renders you impotent; nescient of the anger you
deliver as stamped; some non-deliverable, others
the ghost of the unreturned.
broken down side street shops with glassy
window eyes, peering out from...
hollowed by skill and your arduous labor.
though I’ve been sucked into the mouth of the despot
seeking gnarled form [this worm-like struggle
to avoid the hook] I am swallowed whole by the inability
of your mind to let go.
your callous preaching renders you impotent; nescient of the anger you
deliver as stamped; some non-deliverable, others
the ghost of the unreturned.
broken down side street shops with glassy
window eyes, peering out from...
#TruthOfLife
#vanity
#greed
79 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Dec 2018 5:53am
13th Dec 2018 5:53am
Heavy Number
When the chips are down,
your calm is the reason I
can weather the storm.
your calm is the reason I
can weather the storm.
#love
#patience
#gratitude
93 reads
13 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Dec 2018 4:09pm
12th Dec 2018 4:09pm
Abolish
I’ve come clean in the early morning light,
skin has been peeled back to reveal the blight.
Prayers offered in reverence to the Goddess,
I will rest on my absinthian promise
to form the whole of what has been taken.
As the edges spread out, I awaken
to the mythos that has been created;
within this space I will surely be sated.
Disruption cannot be allowed to roam here,
Lest the fear be permitted to adhere.
In the rays of early morning catharsis,
I find myself longing for the darkness.
skin has been peeled back to reveal the blight.
Prayers offered in reverence to the Goddess,
I will rest on my absinthian promise
to form the whole of what has been taken.
As the edges spread out, I awaken
to the mythos that has been created;
within this space I will surely be sated.
Disruption cannot be allowed to roam here,
Lest the fear be permitted to adhere.
In the rays of early morning catharsis,
I find myself longing for the darkness.
#dark
84 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2018 7:34pm
11th Dec 2018 7:34pm
Burning Adhesive
I felt the pain
but
I didn’t
realize.
There wasn’t
any
smoke
to grab
my
attention.
I peeled
the
square
back
and behold;
skin a
burnt
bubbled mess.
They
have
burned a
witch.
Some people
talk about
their
fear of
going to
hell.
I don’t.
I already
live
there.
but
I didn’t
realize.
There wasn’t
any
smoke
to grab
my
attention.
I peeled
the
square
back
and behold;
skin a
burnt
bubbled mess.
They
have
burned a
witch.
Some people
talk about
their
fear of
going to
hell.
I don’t.
I already
live
there.
#anger
#LifeStruggles
#illness #myself
#illness #myself
58 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2018 2:40am
8th Dec 2018 2:40am
Double Take
Your ambiguity sings to me,
my eyes burst open; I turn
my head for a second look.
You wear that suit well, but your
structure speaks to something
soft; you croon and I melt.
Saucy girls with their glitter
faces can slide on by; I need
white shirt, suspender dreams.
There is no requirement for
the specificity of how you
wear those characteristics;
they just hang in a balance, neither
one way or the other, bringing
their own heat.
my eyes burst open; I turn
my head for a second look.
You wear that suit well, but your
structure speaks to something
soft; you croon and I melt.
Saucy girls with their glitter
faces can slide on by; I need
white shirt, suspender dreams.
There is no requirement for
the specificity of how you
wear those characteristics;
they just hang in a balance, neither
one way or the other, bringing
their own heat.
#women
#LGBT
#admiration #bisexual
#admiration #bisexual
112 reads
28 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2018 2:07pm
5th Dec 2018 2:07pm
Code Blues
On that four day grind,
got Gary B.B. Coleman
on heavy rewind.
got Gary B.B. Coleman
on heavy rewind.
#LifeGoals
#learning
#escape
79 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2018 12:31pm
5th Dec 2018 12:31pm
Just Write
My poems are not
worth literary greatness.
I write anyway.
worth literary greatness.
I write anyway.
#inspirational
#WritingPoetry
111 reads
25 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
4th Dec 2018 7:32pm
4th Dec 2018 7:32pm
Nicotine for Blueberries
I found a way to stop the pain,
but it required putting to bed
the things I love most.
Trading a yellow stain
for a blue stain.
--nicotine for blueberries--
Maybe this makes me tame;
the moving on to things that
make me whole and less ill.
I dream of the menthol life,
bottoms up vodka and
green leafy plants.
Someone has to be responsible.
God knows it’s not you.
It’s the expectation that gulls me
though; this idea that because
my outsides match my insides
I have to “take...
but it required putting to bed
the things I love most.
Trading a yellow stain
for a blue stain.
--nicotine for blueberries--
Maybe this makes me tame;
the moving on to things that
make me whole and less ill.
I dream of the menthol life,
bottoms up vodka and
green leafy plants.
Someone has to be responsible.
God knows it’s not you.
It’s the expectation that gulls me
though; this idea that because
my outsides match my insides
I have to “take...
#anger
#frustration
87 reads
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