Submissions by Fiftysevenhours (.Quercus.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I'm growing..
SELF POEM
Published
12th May 2021 1:05am
12th May 2021 1:05am
Into the trees
Burnished in a heartbeat,
Capillaries rage,
An open fire, flushed upon skin.
Their flames,
A mirage of stretching sinewe,
Of igniting muscles,
Consuming oxygen as it's drawn.
Throwing the body on.
In the only way, that makes sense,
Compelled to wrench oneself,
Across the apparent void of emptiness.
That the energy imparted as the river parts,
Takes trust in the ground of some far off land,
And it's sound;
Speaks of the same song,
As the essence of that essential spirit,
Taking flight within the shattered light, ...
Capillaries rage,
An open fire, flushed upon skin.
Their flames,
A mirage of stretching sinewe,
Of igniting muscles,
Consuming oxygen as it's drawn.
Throwing the body on.
In the only way, that makes sense,
Compelled to wrench oneself,
Across the apparent void of emptiness.
That the energy imparted as the river parts,
Takes trust in the ground of some far off land,
And it's sound;
Speaks of the same song,
As the essence of that essential spirit,
Taking flight within the shattered light, ...
#nature
#SelfReflection
51 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2021 10:45pm
30th Apr 2021 10:45pm
Unknowable motion
#NaPoWriMo2021
104 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Apr 2021 10:13am
24th Apr 2021 10:13am
Dark Bequeather
A gift settles upon the ground,
Cast from blue skies all around.
Not a sight is seen of its dark bequeather,
But the gentle quiver of the feather,
Held now between my thumb and forefinger.
I know I am richer for your encouragement,
Stronger,
For your presence.
Safer,
For your reminder that your watching over,
Even when your nowhere, to be seen.
Except,
Now here,
A sign of you rolls between my thumb and forefinger.
You are known,
As well as felt,
You are seen as I day dream,
Walking amidst the recollection of...
Cast from blue skies all around.
Not a sight is seen of its dark bequeather,
But the gentle quiver of the feather,
Held now between my thumb and forefinger.
I know I am richer for your encouragement,
Stronger,
For your presence.
Safer,
For your reminder that your watching over,
Even when your nowhere, to be seen.
Except,
Now here,
A sign of you rolls between my thumb and forefinger.
You are known,
As well as felt,
You are seen as I day dream,
Walking amidst the recollection of...
#love
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2021
83 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2021 10:37pm
18th Apr 2021 10:37pm
Permeating.
You can find anything if you're looking for something.
You can read everything and hear,
Nothing.
You can listen so intently,
It falls as silence upon your ears.
It's taken years to realise,
To stop chasing fears.
I hear the stillness now,
Feeling the touch of the currents pull,
Edging on calmness,
Poised in transition.
Knowing it always seems to rise,
At once in leaps and bounds.
So before the surface breaks,
The circling reflections ripple,
Retracing the grounds.
It always comes round. ...
You can read everything and hear,
Nothing.
You can listen so intently,
It falls as silence upon your ears.
It's taken years to realise,
To stop chasing fears.
I hear the stillness now,
Feeling the touch of the currents pull,
Edging on calmness,
Poised in transition.
Knowing it always seems to rise,
At once in leaps and bounds.
So before the surface breaks,
The circling reflections ripple,
Retracing the grounds.
It always comes round. ...
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
#NaPoWriMo2021
80 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2021 11:09am
6th Jan 2021 11:09am
Emerging
#nature
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
176 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Dec 2020 1:29am
7th Dec 2020 1:29am
A Silver Accent
When you touch
It is the emptiness of your form that
smothers the manifestation of sight.
You are the tendrils of life
That weave between the plumes of smoke rising from an open, smouldering, fire.
The provocation of a scent, as it evaporates to saturate the mind.
There is no place that I can find,
Where your wind has not caressed.
No rest, to escape the absence felt.
Irrespective of my labouring chest.
I pause upon the precipice of perception
That is formed in your consideration.
An entire nation of thought transpiring
An...
It is the emptiness of your form that
smothers the manifestation of sight.
You are the tendrils of life
That weave between the plumes of smoke rising from an open, smouldering, fire.
The provocation of a scent, as it evaporates to saturate the mind.
There is no place that I can find,
Where your wind has not caressed.
No rest, to escape the absence felt.
Irrespective of my labouring chest.
I pause upon the precipice of perception
That is formed in your consideration.
An entire nation of thought transpiring
An...
#winter
#nature
#IMissYou #philosophical
#IMissYou #philosophical
127 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
15th Sep 2020 10:06pm
15th Sep 2020 10:06pm
Magic of our living
#nature
#WritingPoetry
#magic
195 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jun 2020 5:44pm
24th Jun 2020 5:44pm
Celestial beings
I have lost track of all the paths I've trod
Of all the steps I've laid
Of all the sunsets I've seen bled
And of all the night fasts broken served on the platter of a breaking dawn's sky
I have never counted the rain drops shed from the brink of a clouds dark sigh
Nor tallied the winds kiss brushed across my neck
Never have I felt the need to score the days or the settling warmth of the sun's rays.
For all of these
Like the countless leaves
Are moments of affinity
Redressed regressions of endless memories
They've always been apart of me ...
Of all the steps I've laid
Of all the sunsets I've seen bled
And of all the night fasts broken served on the platter of a breaking dawn's sky
I have never counted the rain drops shed from the brink of a clouds dark sigh
Nor tallied the winds kiss brushed across my neck
Never have I felt the need to score the days or the settling warmth of the sun's rays.
For all of these
Like the countless leaves
Are moments of affinity
Redressed regressions of endless memories
They've always been apart of me ...
#love
#dreams
#nature #TruthOfLife
#nature #TruthOfLife
256 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2020 4:00pm
13th Jun 2020 4:00pm
No matter how long..
When you have lived for so long
Endured for so long
That you touch what you believe
could only ever be laid in song.
What can you do, but go on?
For however long
Knowing you've touched a living song
And the song no matter how long
Always calls you on..
What can you do, but go on?
That no matter how long
Hanging in a bated breath
You'll always hold that song..
That no matter how long
In the rhythm of its touch
You'll always feel that song..
That no matter how long
Residing...
Endured for so long
That you touch what you believe
could only ever be laid in song.
What can you do, but go on?
For however long
Knowing you've touched a living song
And the song no matter how long
Always calls you on..
What can you do, but go on?
That no matter how long
Hanging in a bated breath
You'll always hold that song..
That no matter how long
In the rhythm of its touch
You'll always feel that song..
That no matter how long
Residing...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#emotional #emotions
#emotional #emotions
191 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jun 2020 5:47pm
1st Jun 2020 5:47pm
Inseparable
#love
248 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2020 6:24pm
30th Apr 2020 6:24pm
Strength of devotion
It is a plain path on which you soar
Delivered not in the treachery of thought
But guided to glide on the instinct of notion
An undoubted motion upon open wings
spread wide in devotion
And even when you fail from your dive
You take to the wide open skies without a trace of despise written upon your eyes
Just the call of your soul as you return to the skies
To trust in the wind and the strength of your eyes..
Delivered not in the treachery of thought
But guided to glide on the instinct of notion
An undoubted motion upon open wings
spread wide in devotion
And even when you fail from your dive
You take to the wide open skies without a trace of despise written upon your eyes
Just the call of your soul as you return to the skies
To trust in the wind and the strength of your eyes..
#nature
#spiritual
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2020
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2020
456 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Apr 2020 7:50pm
29th Apr 2020 7:50pm
Appetency..
Where root the thoughts that perspire
That feed the spring of rising desire
That stoke a fire to burn
And cast their fervoured glow
Through a cheek to bare
The heated flush of blood
Found beneath a brush of skin
An undeniable pulse of change there in
Flows between senses..
Merging of sight and touch
With sound and the taste of such…
Where void or bathed in light
Feelings manifest from assayed thought
Burnished bright
And assume in wrought attention
An ethereal distillation
Condensing on tought skins
An...
That feed the spring of rising desire
That stoke a fire to burn
And cast their fervoured glow
Through a cheek to bare
The heated flush of blood
Found beneath a brush of skin
An undeniable pulse of change there in
Flows between senses..
Merging of sight and touch
With sound and the taste of such…
Where void or bathed in light
Feelings manifest from assayed thought
Burnished bright
And assume in wrought attention
An ethereal distillation
Condensing on tought skins
An...
#temptation
#passion
#NaPoWriMo2020
219 reads
2 Comments
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