Submissions by Firebyrd
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My spoken word name is Phoenix Firebyrd I am a Poet, writer, singer, dancer, and theatrical presenter. I enjoy writing erotica, introspective pieces, community activism pieces, and not quite a love poem pieces.
ANGER POEM
Published
21st Aug 2012 1:35am
21st Aug 2012 1:35am
Skin Deep
As I flip through stations on T.V.
listening to the worlds view of beauty
I slip into a silent rage as what is considered
pretty....looks nothing like me
I am NOT a video queen
though I know I can dance like one
my frame does not reflect a set of
44 DD's
Yet I know how to mentally tease his
mind with ease...
I am not the porno vixen
who makes money on her knees
though my lovin is finger lickin
I'm the chick with a couple of degrees
I am not the woman who is 96 pounds
5'9 or a perfect size 3
I am...
listening to the worlds view of beauty
I slip into a silent rage as what is considered
pretty....looks nothing like me
I am NOT a video queen
though I know I can dance like one
my frame does not reflect a set of
44 DD's
Yet I know how to mentally tease his
mind with ease...
I am not the porno vixen
who makes money on her knees
though my lovin is finger lickin
I'm the chick with a couple of degrees
I am not the woman who is 96 pounds
5'9 or a perfect size 3
I am...
927 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Aug 2012 11:04pm
20th Aug 2012 11:04pm
Play Me
Somewhere....
Inside the contours of my mind lies...
Your silky rhythm ....ebbing and flowing
against the breaking waves of my ocean.
As I send my thoughts to where you are I here
a saxophone somewhere off in the distance...
echoing a sultry song ....soothing this inner ache
that threatens to devour me....
Now I am imagining you here,
or me there open and soul-bare
with nothing between us except heat
and skin....
Magnetized attraction calls me in...
Into your essence like waves of caramel
goodness...
Inside the contours of my mind lies...
Your silky rhythm ....ebbing and flowing
against the breaking waves of my ocean.
As I send my thoughts to where you are I here
a saxophone somewhere off in the distance...
echoing a sultry song ....soothing this inner ache
that threatens to devour me....
Now I am imagining you here,
or me there open and soul-bare
with nothing between us except heat
and skin....
Magnetized attraction calls me in...
Into your essence like waves of caramel
goodness...
1693 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Aug 2012 10:39pm
16th Aug 2012 10:39pm
The Hunger
This Hunger...
I feel is deep...as it slowly begins
to creep from the inside of my core
spilling like molten lava all over the floor
of my soul...
I am hungry to have and to hold...you.
at last, the elixir of life in my grasp
As I move fast along the corridors of passion
As I imagine giving you a thorough tongue lashing
I am hungry to taste you from sin to delicious sin
So please step into my office
the Head Dr. is in!
So hungry... as I lick my lips,and prepare
for the meal that sits between your hips
Long...
I feel is deep...as it slowly begins
to creep from the inside of my core
spilling like molten lava all over the floor
of my soul...
I am hungry to have and to hold...you.
at last, the elixir of life in my grasp
As I move fast along the corridors of passion
As I imagine giving you a thorough tongue lashing
I am hungry to taste you from sin to delicious sin
So please step into my office
the Head Dr. is in!
So hungry... as I lick my lips,and prepare
for the meal that sits between your hips
Long...
1790 reads
9 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
16th Aug 2012 5:13am
16th Aug 2012 5:13am
It Wont Be Televised
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised...
As lies pour from your T.V screen
right before your eyes
Full of last chance necromancers
those spirit dancers who seek the outer
realms for answers
As subliminal messages spread like cancer
and we wonder why...sometimes...we feel
impending disaster
As so many worship the screen
like a one eyed master
Why....because "they" want us to kill ourselves
As we get caught up in the reality T.V shit
Thinking its a perfect fit
As the energy becomes you ...
and you...
As lies pour from your T.V screen
right before your eyes
Full of last chance necromancers
those spirit dancers who seek the outer
realms for answers
As subliminal messages spread like cancer
and we wonder why...sometimes...we feel
impending disaster
As so many worship the screen
like a one eyed master
Why....because "they" want us to kill ourselves
As we get caught up in the reality T.V shit
Thinking its a perfect fit
As the energy becomes you ...
and you...
1018 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Aug 2012 8:42pm
15th Aug 2012 8:42pm
How is it....
How is it...
that a child living in the hood
could find ghetto life exquisite
because the hood has a way of twisting
the dreams right out of a child's mind
Causing them to think like animals instead
of humankind...
As the second hand of time unwinds
How many wolves in sheep's clothing can you find
Like picking them out of a "Where's Waldo" scene
got wolves hiding in plain sight..busting
out of the sheep's seams
As the light that lights our youths lives
is shining like a cracked flashlight beam
as Nicki Manaj...
that a child living in the hood
could find ghetto life exquisite
because the hood has a way of twisting
the dreams right out of a child's mind
Causing them to think like animals instead
of humankind...
As the second hand of time unwinds
How many wolves in sheep's clothing can you find
Like picking them out of a "Where's Waldo" scene
got wolves hiding in plain sight..busting
out of the sheep's seams
As the light that lights our youths lives
is shining like a cracked flashlight beam
as Nicki Manaj...
934 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2012 00:37am
11th Aug 2012 00:37am
In This Life
In This Life...
I am owed ....nothing.
Though my memories of past
transgressions against me would
lead me to believe that a king's ransom
should be mine
Yet.... there is nothing to define
the cost of all that was lost
thru time.
As I watch the second hand of my life unwind
into a distorted hourglass, as I try not to drown
in the sands of my past...
I see that my errors were great
and mistakes were vast...
I realize that no one can control the hand they were given
the key is we just have to...
I am owed ....nothing.
Though my memories of past
transgressions against me would
lead me to believe that a king's ransom
should be mine
Yet.... there is nothing to define
the cost of all that was lost
thru time.
As I watch the second hand of my life unwind
into a distorted hourglass, as I try not to drown
in the sands of my past...
I see that my errors were great
and mistakes were vast...
I realize that no one can control the hand they were given
the key is we just have to...
871 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Aug 2012 3:15am
9th Aug 2012 3:15am
Big Girl Blues
For Brandalynn, my daughter.
Her eyes...
They blaze a fiery hazel bronze
in the sunlight.
As the light of painful memories
takes flight .
Inside
her
mind
She remembers her pain and days filled with rain..
I guess that's why...
I see clouds forming in her eyes.
My mini me..
replica of who I was in my twenties
I see her trying to fight the same enemy's as me
Those loathsome "inner" me's
That threaten to bring Legions with them
Now... I think it's going to rain..
as I watch her struggle and...
Her eyes...
They blaze a fiery hazel bronze
in the sunlight.
As the light of painful memories
takes flight .
Inside
her
mind
She remembers her pain and days filled with rain..
I guess that's why...
I see clouds forming in her eyes.
My mini me..
replica of who I was in my twenties
I see her trying to fight the same enemy's as me
Those loathsome "inner" me's
That threaten to bring Legions with them
Now... I think it's going to rain..
as I watch her struggle and...
1510 reads
13 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Aug 2012 1:59am
9th Aug 2012 1:59am
Possibilities......
As I watch your soul say yes to me....
You open my heart to possibilities
of what could be ...
happening between us...and "we"
As images of you move vividly like
silk over smooth skin...you gotta be
my soul twin, I mean.... to me it's evident
Cause some how my thoughts get bent... like light
shining through crystal....Baby you make me feel
Rainbows....from my head down to my toes
Oh.... you make me feel so ........ free
got butterflies of every hue dancing around inside of me
I can see the Possibilities of emotion ...
You open my heart to possibilities
of what could be ...
happening between us...and "we"
As images of you move vividly like
silk over smooth skin...you gotta be
my soul twin, I mean.... to me it's evident
Cause some how my thoughts get bent... like light
shining through crystal....Baby you make me feel
Rainbows....from my head down to my toes
Oh.... you make me feel so ........ free
got butterflies of every hue dancing around inside of me
I can see the Possibilities of emotion ...
1304 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Aug 2012 4:52am
7th Aug 2012 4:52am
More Than .....
From my minds eye....
I see your need...
I see how your eyes almost plead
Your soul and body need to feed.
Though I know round asses
from kinky lasses
is your special treat
I know in my soul...
I can be More Than your freak.
Or a passing memory under the sheets
Though I know you like flavor,
with a penchant for spice in
One night I can be a Southern collard greens girl
Then Flip it with Caribbean Rice
I ....
am more than a fleeting fantasy
with more than sugar wall dreams
even though I Do know how to get
You risen...
I see your need...
I see how your eyes almost plead
Your soul and body need to feed.
Though I know round asses
from kinky lasses
is your special treat
I know in my soul...
I can be More Than your freak.
Or a passing memory under the sheets
Though I know you like flavor,
with a penchant for spice in
One night I can be a Southern collard greens girl
Then Flip it with Caribbean Rice
I ....
am more than a fleeting fantasy
with more than sugar wall dreams
even though I Do know how to get
You risen...
1412 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Aug 2012 3:05am
6th Aug 2012 3:05am
Yo Deseo (I Desire)
In the still of my heart...
I Desire to hear the "Lovers Whisper"
speak passion into my ear,as I lay
with eyes closed....
Disrobed, and soul exposed.
As gentle hands massage, touch, and kneed
me like dough, removing the ache
of discontent and neglect from my soul
What I Desire
Is a force unto itself of Need....
not a want but a magnetism of mated
hearts from his to mine...
with the possibility of Love shining
in his eyes....
What I Desire
Is to be his obsession
and his delight...as he
shares...
I Desire to hear the "Lovers Whisper"
speak passion into my ear,as I lay
with eyes closed....
Disrobed, and soul exposed.
As gentle hands massage, touch, and kneed
me like dough, removing the ache
of discontent and neglect from my soul
What I Desire
Is a force unto itself of Need....
not a want but a magnetism of mated
hearts from his to mine...
with the possibility of Love shining
in his eyes....
What I Desire
Is to be his obsession
and his delight...as he
shares...
1516 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2012 5:03am
3rd Aug 2012 5:03am
Lioness Awakened
Waking...
as if my soul has slumbered for a thousand years,
New Millenium Nubian Warrior rising from the depths of me
Almost allowed the search for Love to be the death of me
Elders spirits have spoken...they said this fate was not to be
as I am transformed into a new being.....
Emanating energy from The Cradle of Creation
Endowed with the gifts of second sight and divination
In the sand I've drawn a line of separation
To protect the souls I touch ... is my declaration
I breathe..and feel ancient spirits of the elders inside me
Elegba's...
as if my soul has slumbered for a thousand years,
New Millenium Nubian Warrior rising from the depths of me
Almost allowed the search for Love to be the death of me
Elders spirits have spoken...they said this fate was not to be
as I am transformed into a new being.....
Emanating energy from The Cradle of Creation
Endowed with the gifts of second sight and divination
In the sand I've drawn a line of separation
To protect the souls I touch ... is my declaration
I breathe..and feel ancient spirits of the elders inside me
Elegba's...
1035 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Aug 2012 2:06am
1st Aug 2012 2:06am
Touch Me
Touch Me...
In my still and quiet places
where my dreams still leave traces
of you there....
Touch Me...
In the hollow of my soul
where I can still hear your
voice echo promises to my heart
Touch Me...
In the iridescent light
that shines through your eyes
awakening the sultry woman in me
like a lazy beast of prey
Touch Me...
In that place where my spirit and
body meet,under my skin,smooth like
satin sheets over limbs in that place
where discipline is thin.
Touch Me...
Remove my chains of...
In my still and quiet places
where my dreams still leave traces
of you there....
Touch Me...
In the hollow of my soul
where I can still hear your
voice echo promises to my heart
Touch Me...
In the iridescent light
that shines through your eyes
awakening the sultry woman in me
like a lazy beast of prey
Touch Me...
In that place where my spirit and
body meet,under my skin,smooth like
satin sheets over limbs in that place
where discipline is thin.
Touch Me...
Remove my chains of...
2458 reads
8 Comments
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