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.
Transition Into Love
Esoterically
I look into your eyes
I look past your pain
your angst...and your lies
Hysterically
you look back into mine
not sure youve hidden your
true self well enough
not sure of what I'll find
Hypnotically
I stroke your face
and kiss your lips
and take my time
Methodically
You grab my hips
moan in my ear
and start to grind
Euphorically
I close my eyes
and let the passion take ahold
Instinctively
you pull me closer
because you want complete control
Mystically
I draw you nearer
and place my...
I look into your eyes
I look past your pain
your angst...and your lies
Hysterically
you look back into mine
not sure youve hidden your
true self well enough
not sure of what I'll find
Hypnotically
I stroke your face
and kiss your lips
and take my time
Methodically
You grab my hips
moan in my ear
and start to grind
Euphorically
I close my eyes
and let the passion take ahold
Instinctively
you pull me closer
because you want complete control
Mystically
I draw you nearer
and place my...
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To Be Wanted
I shouldnt have to beg
to be wanted
I should be able to be subtle
and not always flaunt it
I should be the one you want
to hold late at night....
I should be the one
to make your burdens light
I shouldnt have to plead
just to hear your voice
why am I last on your list
when I should be your only choice
Me and all my smoothe brown
should be your playground
Why wont you choose to get lost
in my pleasantness...in my plumpness
in my gentle caress
As I give you warm kisses on your neck
I ...
shouldnt have to beg to be...
to be wanted
I should be able to be subtle
and not always flaunt it
I should be the one you want
to hold late at night....
I should be the one
to make your burdens light
I shouldnt have to plead
just to hear your voice
why am I last on your list
when I should be your only choice
Me and all my smoothe brown
should be your playground
Why wont you choose to get lost
in my pleasantness...in my plumpness
in my gentle caress
As I give you warm kisses on your neck
I ...
shouldnt have to beg to be...
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Ultimate Deception
The Ultimate Deception
(This was written for the A poem that heals your wounds comp)
He didnt know...
that I already knew
before he even answered me...
but I ...just let his deception
flow over me like scaulding water
Feeling as though my pores would explode
with the strain....
of trying to remain....
calm.
Then...days past...
with him humming and singing
and buying new bedsheets
and me...feeding our children
and cleaning up the mess ...
(This was written for the A poem that heals your wounds comp)
He didnt know...
that I already knew
before he even answered me...
but I ...just let his deception
flow over me like scaulding water
Feeling as though my pores would explode
with the strain....
of trying to remain....
calm.
Then...days past...
with him humming and singing
and buying new bedsheets
and me...feeding our children
and cleaning up the mess ...
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Be my Daddy...... (From The Adventures of Sugar Collection)

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Can You Imagine
Can you...
Imagine me there
with you..
covering you..
with gentle kisses
as I lay across your chest
and let you caress
me down through the arch
of my back...
Can you imagine that
as I feel your fingertips
hit...the curve of my hips...
As I feel the heat of your lips
and whisper in your ear...
"Baby..please kiss it"
Can you Imagine...
turning me over on my back
then allowing your lips
to make hot tracks down
My flesh as your tongue...
and my heat mesh...I am
no longer grounded
I am...
Imagine me there
with you..
covering you..
with gentle kisses
as I lay across your chest
and let you caress
me down through the arch
of my back...
Can you imagine that
as I feel your fingertips
hit...the curve of my hips...
As I feel the heat of your lips
and whisper in your ear...
"Baby..please kiss it"
Can you Imagine...
turning me over on my back
then allowing your lips
to make hot tracks down
My flesh as your tongue...
and my heat mesh...I am
no longer grounded
I am...
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3 AM ACHE
It's 3 am ....
and I am sleepless again
twisting and turning...
aching and yearning...
for what I ...havent got yet
thoughts of you....
Leaving me
soaked and wet.
and I ....cant wait
till ...
Your inside me
As I am decidedly
capitvated by the essence of you
Just thoughts of you...
leave the inside of my soul
etched in Indigo Hues....
As my body burns a Bright Magenta
In a phrase...
I am enflamed....
whenever I think of your name
whenever I think of your frame
Long ...strong..
and hard all over...
I...
and I am sleepless again
twisting and turning...
aching and yearning...
for what I ...havent got yet
thoughts of you....
Leaving me
soaked and wet.
and I ....cant wait
till ...
Your inside me
As I am decidedly
capitvated by the essence of you
Just thoughts of you...
leave the inside of my soul
etched in Indigo Hues....
As my body burns a Bright Magenta
In a phrase...
I am enflamed....
whenever I think of your name
whenever I think of your frame
Long ...strong..
and hard all over...
I...
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From a distance
From a distance
you cant see anything
but the outline of who I am
just a silhouette against
a graying sky...
From a distance....
you cant see where my soul
has cracks... and fissures
that bleed
into the depths of me
From a distance ....
my patchwork looks like
perfection....seemless even
Yet ...here I stand
stoic as a mirage of water
to a thirsty man
From a distance....I help you
see of me...
only what I want you to see
For if you came nearer...
I just wouldnt be able to breathe
and to...
you cant see anything
but the outline of who I am
just a silhouette against
a graying sky...
From a distance....
you cant see where my soul
has cracks... and fissures
that bleed
into the depths of me
From a distance ....
my patchwork looks like
perfection....seemless even
Yet ...here I stand
stoic as a mirage of water
to a thirsty man
From a distance....I help you
see of me...
only what I want you to see
For if you came nearer...
I just wouldnt be able to breathe
and to...
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NO Vacancy
Today...
was not much diffrent than many days I have had.
I still woke up at 5 30 am to see my son off to school
I went into my meditation room...and gave thanks for the day.
I even drank my customery cup of earl grey before taking my
morning walk.
but something...had indeed changed.
My scale still gave me the wrong weight
(as far as I was concerned)But I still felt..lighter
My locks were still shoulder length.
My eyes were still hazel...but something...
had most definitely changed...
Then...like a bolt of lightning it hit me
almost...
was not much diffrent than many days I have had.
I still woke up at 5 30 am to see my son off to school
I went into my meditation room...and gave thanks for the day.
I even drank my customery cup of earl grey before taking my
morning walk.
but something...had indeed changed.
My scale still gave me the wrong weight
(as far as I was concerned)But I still felt..lighter
My locks were still shoulder length.
My eyes were still hazel...but something...
had most definitely changed...
Then...like a bolt of lightning it hit me
almost...
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My Old Friend
So here we are again...
You and I....
we have got to stop meeting like this
You with your silky coolness
and I with my heart on my sleeve...
as usual
You always knew how to take the edge
off of my dissapointments....
Smoothe,rich and complete...
Its nice to see you again
My Old friend....
As I grab you by your neck...
and pour another drink...
and when we are done conversing
I will pour myself into my bed
and dream....
about a time when I didnt have
friends named Jack Daniels
Or Paul Mason....
Until...
You and I....
we have got to stop meeting like this
You with your silky coolness
and I with my heart on my sleeve...
as usual
You always knew how to take the edge
off of my dissapointments....
Smoothe,rich and complete...
Its nice to see you again
My Old friend....
As I grab you by your neck...
and pour another drink...
and when we are done conversing
I will pour myself into my bed
and dream....
about a time when I didnt have
friends named Jack Daniels
Or Paul Mason....
Until...
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So What of a Broken Heart
So..
what can be said
about a heart that stays
chronicly broken...
used habitualy in seething
games of chance...like a sick
game of russian roulet...
what can be said....or
should there be an intervention
for the faint of heart...sort of
a lonely hearts/broken hearts anonymous
meeting that intervenes at the point
of a heart vanishing all together into
that nothingness bottomless place
we call heartbreak....
Tell me...
what can be done
how do we as human beings cope with
an emotion so staggering and...
what can be said
about a heart that stays
chronicly broken...
used habitualy in seething
games of chance...like a sick
game of russian roulet...
what can be said....or
should there be an intervention
for the faint of heart...sort of
a lonely hearts/broken hearts anonymous
meeting that intervenes at the point
of a heart vanishing all together into
that nothingness bottomless place
we call heartbreak....
Tell me...
what can be done
how do we as human beings cope with
an emotion so staggering and...
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Wings of Hope
Sssh...the humans might hear you...
passing by...drying thier tears at night
Silently...soothing
even while they are ...
still brooding
and there are so many oceans of tears
to cross...
so many....
souls wounded and lost...
even some
are held hostage...
by there pain
and there past
and there Loves that didnt last
Hurry....
before they give up....
Hope...
the humans need you....
Cover them
in your wings
cover them ....
and soothe the things
that they remember
Show them how to ...
passing by...drying thier tears at night
Silently...soothing
even while they are ...
still brooding
and there are so many oceans of tears
to cross...
so many....
souls wounded and lost...
even some
are held hostage...
by there pain
and there past
and there Loves that didnt last
Hurry....
before they give up....
Hope...
the humans need you....
Cover them
in your wings
cover them ....
and soothe the things
that they remember
Show them how to ...
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I wonder
What If....
the creator of time and space
unblinked...
and erased
everything
Leaving only the void
and outerspace...
I wonder if we in all
our collective consciousness
would convene around saturns rings
in clusters....shining
not crying.... just shining
not fighting
just...shining
I wonder...
If all that we knew
was erased and changed
and some how made brand new
Would we recognize "the all"
as we had a front row seat
to watch the sun rise over
some canyon on Neptune...
As we hung around like...
the creator of time and space
unblinked...
and erased
everything
Leaving only the void
and outerspace...
I wonder if we in all
our collective consciousness
would convene around saturns rings
in clusters....shining
not crying.... just shining
not fighting
just...shining
I wonder...
If all that we knew
was erased and changed
and some how made brand new
Would we recognize "the all"
as we had a front row seat
to watch the sun rise over
some canyon on Neptune...
As we hung around like...
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