Submissions by ElleCole
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write because I'm passionate about 2 things. The written word itself and well...Life is a series of trade-offs. If I can't keep my heart, But I am doomed to keep its secrets I can at least write about it.
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th Oct 2015 4:12am
28th Oct 2015 4:12am
Trick or Treat, a Zombie's at my door
Twas the night ,of All Hollow's eve
Elsa stood at the door, waiting for reprieve
She had plans to escape, on this chaotic night
She waited for a Zombie, to come and help her fight
She waited patiently, for him to arrive
Imagine what she felt, when the saw his Corpse Bride
He said, I can't help you, I want to apologize
But I have decided to fight through hell, on this awful night
He reached out his hand, it was like ice to touch
She felt that letting go, might just be too much
They were alike, yet so different in many ways
But tonight their...
Elsa stood at the door, waiting for reprieve
She had plans to escape, on this chaotic night
She waited for a Zombie, to come and help her fight
She waited patiently, for him to arrive
Imagine what she felt, when the saw his Corpse Bride
He said, I can't help you, I want to apologize
But I have decided to fight through hell, on this awful night
He reached out his hand, it was like ice to touch
She felt that letting go, might just be too much
They were alike, yet so different in many ways
But tonight their...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2015 3:27pm
27th Oct 2015 3:27pm
Bluebeards rival( Tavern Wench continued)
Hush now girl, I'm going to tell you a fairy tale
Grimm as the depths, of Bluebeard's wives awful wails.
"Can you keep a secret, servant girl? asked the guard.
You know i will she said.
He told her listen hard.
Pay close attention
so your fate is not the same, as this girl I'm about to mention.
Have you heard of Hansel and Gretel? How they were lurred with mouthwatering treats
Overcome with desire,they couldn't help but eat.
Curiousity almost had Bluebeard's wife beheaded
if...
Grimm as the depths, of Bluebeard's wives awful wails.
"Can you keep a secret, servant girl? asked the guard.
You know i will she said.
He told her listen hard.
Pay close attention
so your fate is not the same, as this girl I'm about to mention.
Have you heard of Hansel and Gretel? How they were lurred with mouthwatering treats
Overcome with desire,they couldn't help but eat.
Curiousity almost had Bluebeard's wife beheaded
if...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2015 3:45am
27th Oct 2015 3:45am
Tavern Wench
Tavern Wench she was called by those who barely knew her
And this is how is started
She fell in love with a prince whom was known to be cold hearted
But in secret and with very much discretion
She let the prince have her, she gave up her weapon
This prince was handsome and quite full of charm
Regardless what was known, she never thought he'd do her harm
When she saw the family, who were quite a perverse bunch
She was always wary, but still she served them lunch
The other Tavern Wenches would whisper, say things that were...
And this is how is started
She fell in love with a prince whom was known to be cold hearted
But in secret and with very much discretion
She let the prince have her, she gave up her weapon
This prince was handsome and quite full of charm
Regardless what was known, she never thought he'd do her harm
When she saw the family, who were quite a perverse bunch
She was always wary, but still she served them lunch
The other Tavern Wenches would whisper, say things that were...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
26th Oct 2015 4:20am
26th Oct 2015 4:20am
Work
Each day when I go to work
I'm happy to walk through the door
This is the story of my co-workers
To and from our store
See there is this sweet gal, we call Dee-she is a master chef
and then there are food snatchers, Krissy busts for theft
Maddie likes to snatch a fry, every once in a while
and every time we catch her, we can't help but smile
Krissy is my GM, and a great one too
But when she sings "I can't feel my face"
I'm not sure what to do
Dan will make a smart remark
You know he watchin you
But I love him to the moon...
I'm happy to walk through the door
This is the story of my co-workers
To and from our store
See there is this sweet gal, we call Dee-she is a master chef
and then there are food snatchers, Krissy busts for theft
Maddie likes to snatch a fry, every once in a while
and every time we catch her, we can't help but smile
Krissy is my GM, and a great one too
But when she sings "I can't feel my face"
I'm not sure what to do
Dan will make a smart remark
You know he watchin you
But I love him to the moon...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2015 5:45am
25th Oct 2015 5:45am
Porcelain Doll
There was a small doll, who lived on a shelf
No teapots or china, she sat by herself
She was made of porcelain and painted with oils
The gown she'd worn many years, now heavily soiled
She was never grazed, by a feather to dust
Nor lifted by her owner, to be gently touched
Only brought out, when grandchildren would visit...
Salt speckled porcelain, when forced to listen
They spoke of adventures
Amusement parks
Ferris wheels by the ocean
Stars that lit up the dark
This doll made of porcelain, no friends had she known
Neglected...
No teapots or china, she sat by herself
She was made of porcelain and painted with oils
The gown she'd worn many years, now heavily soiled
She was never grazed, by a feather to dust
Nor lifted by her owner, to be gently touched
Only brought out, when grandchildren would visit...
Salt speckled porcelain, when forced to listen
They spoke of adventures
Amusement parks
Ferris wheels by the ocean
Stars that lit up the dark
This doll made of porcelain, no friends had she known
Neglected...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Oct 2015 7:12am
24th Oct 2015 7:12am
Autumn's leaves
He grazed the bark of the tree
Inhaled the scent of purity
Nature's beauty of Autumn's season
Temptation like, the Garden of Eden
You are, my angel of innocence
Vulnerable as a babe, upon her mother's breast
without protection, like a child
A disposition, much too mild
Naïve in all your ways
A sun so bright, it's beams are rays
I drew you to me
Pulled the bark of a tree
When I inhaled the scent of your purity
Autumn's own, A Beauty Seasoned
without knowledge, and unknown reason
The Garden of Eden, a sweet...
Inhaled the scent of purity
Nature's beauty of Autumn's season
Temptation like, the Garden of Eden
You are, my angel of innocence
Vulnerable as a babe, upon her mother's breast
without protection, like a child
A disposition, much too mild
Naïve in all your ways
A sun so bright, it's beams are rays
I drew you to me
Pulled the bark of a tree
When I inhaled the scent of your purity
Autumn's own, A Beauty Seasoned
without knowledge, and unknown reason
The Garden of Eden, a sweet...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 3:41am
23rd Oct 2015 3:41am
Deceiving Cruelty
You're known among all for your beauty
So destructive with deceiving cruelty
Like Apollo, unwilling to be outdone
Aggressive with a flattering tongue
Your lips bandage hearts, while seducing the wise
A creative poet with all your lies
You're the paint in my mural, unearth artifacts in my heart
the memory of you shatters me like a piece of mosaic art
The tiles jagged edges, piercing every part of me
Like cupid's arrow that brought Apollo to his knees
You are a silent Ares, with whom I must contend
My only bloodshed, comes from within ...
So destructive with deceiving cruelty
Like Apollo, unwilling to be outdone
Aggressive with a flattering tongue
Your lips bandage hearts, while seducing the wise
A creative poet with all your lies
You're the paint in my mural, unearth artifacts in my heart
the memory of you shatters me like a piece of mosaic art
The tiles jagged edges, piercing every part of me
Like cupid's arrow that brought Apollo to his knees
You are a silent Ares, with whom I must contend
My only bloodshed, comes from within ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 3:04am
23rd Oct 2015 3:04am
Heroin my heart (Hero in my heart)
I can see him in the mirror
A reflection questions, "Why are you here?
His touch is like no other, I'll never want another
This man of whom I speak
Is a dangerous venom to me
A hero in my heart too
Is like a drug, poison to you
He calls me Lover,
Calls me friend,
Then he turns on me again
Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
I can't see who he is inside
He plays head games, I don't understand
Then makes of me high demands
In a prison locked
To my heart toxic shock
He stands guard
Like a Hero in my heart ...
A reflection questions, "Why are you here?
His touch is like no other, I'll never want another
This man of whom I speak
Is a dangerous venom to me
A hero in my heart too
Is like a drug, poison to you
He calls me Lover,
Calls me friend,
Then he turns on me again
Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
I can't see who he is inside
He plays head games, I don't understand
Then makes of me high demands
In a prison locked
To my heart toxic shock
He stands guard
Like a Hero in my heart ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2015 6:02pm
22nd Oct 2015 6:02pm
The Composer
I will play a song at your request
I will take a bow, after a failed test
In the moment, that note seemed right
Though perfect vision, I have no sight
I play by ear, an instrumental
and my version, sentimental
You could only focus, on words unspoken
And silence the notes, of my heart's devotion
A Sonata, I composed
In the moonlight, amongst the rose
Such an indulgent scent even before it blooms
And at it's prime could be confused
Mistaken to be, fully mature and complete
It's petals smell so sweet
But fall too fast
Up-rooted rose...
I will take a bow, after a failed test
In the moment, that note seemed right
Though perfect vision, I have no sight
I play by ear, an instrumental
and my version, sentimental
You could only focus, on words unspoken
And silence the notes, of my heart's devotion
A Sonata, I composed
In the moonlight, amongst the rose
Such an indulgent scent even before it blooms
And at it's prime could be confused
Mistaken to be, fully mature and complete
It's petals smell so sweet
But fall too fast
Up-rooted rose...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2015 5:45pm
22nd Oct 2015 5:45pm
Scar
It's almost time to say goodbye
So many things are changing
Who I thought you were is who your not,, you've been impersonating
The embodiment of a lover I once knew
but I don't mean a thing to you
Vulnerable, took off my armor and traded my jewels
for nothing more than to be used
all you are to me
Is the scar he left in a memory
your not him, Your embrace is not near the same
Nor in the way you speak my name
He was my armor, once upon a time
Peace in a chaotic life
His arms were a safety zone
I could run into and not be alone...
So many things are changing
Who I thought you were is who your not,, you've been impersonating
The embodiment of a lover I once knew
but I don't mean a thing to you
Vulnerable, took off my armor and traded my jewels
for nothing more than to be used
all you are to me
Is the scar he left in a memory
your not him, Your embrace is not near the same
Nor in the way you speak my name
He was my armor, once upon a time
Peace in a chaotic life
His arms were a safety zone
I could run into and not be alone...
820 reads
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