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.
SELF POEM
Published
29th Mar 2012 8:39pm
29th Mar 2012 8:39pm
Wounded
Wounded...
In a way that cant be explained
some where deep
undereath folds of memory
when I sleep..
they silently assault me
Wounded...
In that place that stunts growth
and causes me to remain...
A womanchild....as I camouflage
My pain..
when the child in me cries
The woman in me has to remain
sane
As I patch my past up with new moments
In life...trying to stretch these new
events over wide open gashes in my soul
I realize... without proper care
My spirit will get an infection
The child in me has no where to run...
In a way that cant be explained
some where deep
undereath folds of memory
when I sleep..
they silently assault me
Wounded...
In that place that stunts growth
and causes me to remain...
A womanchild....as I camouflage
My pain..
when the child in me cries
The woman in me has to remain
sane
As I patch my past up with new moments
In life...trying to stretch these new
events over wide open gashes in my soul
I realize... without proper care
My spirit will get an infection
The child in me has no where to run...
936 reads
10 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th Mar 2012 11:36pm
28th Mar 2012 11:36pm
Zhuni's Soulmate
Chapter 7: Reunited
Zhuni stared into Jahbrils'eyes as if she was seeing him again
for the first time.How could any of this be? Yet she knew just as she knew her own name that every word this man said was true.
As they walked back toward there table on the patio,there waitress
beckoned for them, there food had arrived.But so many emotions were coursing through Zhuni that she could hardly breathe let alone eat.
"I feel like I'm still dreaming Jahbril", Zhuni said as she slowly took a languid sip of her wine."You know I had a dream about you and I...
Zhuni stared into Jahbrils'eyes as if she was seeing him again
for the first time.How could any of this be? Yet she knew just as she knew her own name that every word this man said was true.
As they walked back toward there table on the patio,there waitress
beckoned for them, there food had arrived.But so many emotions were coursing through Zhuni that she could hardly breathe let alone eat.
"I feel like I'm still dreaming Jahbril", Zhuni said as she slowly took a languid sip of her wine."You know I had a dream about you and I...
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Mar 2012 9:35pm
28th Mar 2012 9:35pm
The Plan
I sit...
with my glass of Tom Collins
drinking...
and thinking
about what I'm going to do
because just a few hours ago
You didnt see me...
But I saw you.
Bartender! Another please!
As I sip on my 4th one...
with my mind unraveling
and my feelings undone
Just this morning ..you said
you were in a hurry as you
said good bye and kissed
my forehead....Now I know why
you were in such a hurry to get
out of our bed....
and to think....last night
I layed my soul open wide for you
As I submitted...
with my glass of Tom Collins
drinking...
and thinking
about what I'm going to do
because just a few hours ago
You didnt see me...
But I saw you.
Bartender! Another please!
As I sip on my 4th one...
with my mind unraveling
and my feelings undone
Just this morning ..you said
you were in a hurry as you
said good bye and kissed
my forehead....Now I know why
you were in such a hurry to get
out of our bed....
and to think....last night
I layed my soul open wide for you
As I submitted...
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5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Mar 2012 3:21am
26th Mar 2012 3:21am
Baby Oil
Outside its a Steamy...86 degrees
and I am sho nuff in need of a breeze
So I...
Jump into my shower to cool off
Step out.. then let my towel drop
because its too hot...to wear
anything but my skin
So I ...step into my room
with nothing but a bottle of baby oil
Massaging my skin deep
I run my fingers over my own
Mounds of flesh...sighing with relief
Now thru my open window
I feel a late night breeze
brush over my fresh nakedness
and tickle my knees
I lay back on my bed
pouring oil on my thighs
then up my torso
as...
and I am sho nuff in need of a breeze
So I...
Jump into my shower to cool off
Step out.. then let my towel drop
because its too hot...to wear
anything but my skin
So I ...step into my room
with nothing but a bottle of baby oil
Massaging my skin deep
I run my fingers over my own
Mounds of flesh...sighing with relief
Now thru my open window
I feel a late night breeze
brush over my fresh nakedness
and tickle my knees
I lay back on my bed
pouring oil on my thighs
then up my torso
as...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Mar 2012 8:23pm
25th Mar 2012 8:23pm
Whispers In the Night
Seductive...Is the Darkeness
It calls me...with a whisper
It Haunts me...till I cant
remember...
why I was running.
Now.. I hear somebody coming
or is it my Destiny trying
To catch up with me.
Yet the Darkness is still calling
Whispering..in the shadows of
my soul... in the cool
where the core of me is yet
to Metamorphisize into a Nu
Being...
As my night transforms into
the visions I've been seeing
rapid changes in my
esoteric atmosphere
Causes me to vibrate...
I know when heat is near
I...
It calls me...with a whisper
It Haunts me...till I cant
remember...
why I was running.
Now.. I hear somebody coming
or is it my Destiny trying
To catch up with me.
Yet the Darkness is still calling
Whispering..in the shadows of
my soul... in the cool
where the core of me is yet
to Metamorphisize into a Nu
Being...
As my night transforms into
the visions I've been seeing
rapid changes in my
esoteric atmosphere
Causes me to vibrate...
I know when heat is near
I...
935 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Mar 2012 00:38am
25th Mar 2012 00:38am
Friends.......and Lovers
1672 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Mar 2012 10:34pm
24th Mar 2012 10:34pm
Erotic Thoughts
Thoughts
crowd my mind
like hookers on the prowl
after midnight
all
pushing for that spotlight
so I must write...
As filthy images come crawling
out of me in a fevered pitch of need
I must write
and you
must read
these torrid words
of passion in parallel universes
You see
I almost came
when I wrote your name in cursive
wanted to spread my ..thoughts.. wide
to entice you
to write me
and cover the expanse
of time and space ...
crowd my mind
like hookers on the prowl
after midnight
all
pushing for that spotlight
so I must write...
As filthy images come crawling
out of me in a fevered pitch of need
I must write
and you
must read
these torrid words
of passion in parallel universes
You see
I almost came
when I wrote your name in cursive
wanted to spread my ..thoughts.. wide
to entice you
to write me
and cover the expanse
of time and space ...
1366 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 11:19pm
23rd Mar 2012 11:19pm
Your Hands
I desire....to be touched by you.
carefully and intimately
letting your hands have there way with me
as your hands strike cords in me...
your hands know how to make my body sing...
as you massage me ... temples first,then
scalp deep as the tension starts to seep
out of my pores...
I lay down on the floor...I surrender
to you...then I beg you for more...
So please touch me
Ignite me ...with your fingertips
As you massage my hips ...then play
with my kitty kats' lips
As your hands bring me to the brink
Of technicolor dreams...as...
carefully and intimately
letting your hands have there way with me
as your hands strike cords in me...
your hands know how to make my body sing...
as you massage me ... temples first,then
scalp deep as the tension starts to seep
out of my pores...
I lay down on the floor...I surrender
to you...then I beg you for more...
So please touch me
Ignite me ...with your fingertips
As you massage my hips ...then play
with my kitty kats' lips
As your hands bring me to the brink
Of technicolor dreams...as...
1693 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 3:05pm
23rd Mar 2012 3:05pm
Love's Hangover
This morning...when I woke up
Something had changed...
I was like a junkie
who was finaly free
I no longer had my need for you
running through my veins.
Infact..while I slept
for once I had no dreams,
no urges, or achings...
No more morbid thoughts
Of you upon my waking
It was strange..almost hard
to believe...that even without you
I could still breathe.
I could still think on my own
without thoughts of you
renting space in my head
rendering me damaged ,and
Almost brain dead...
...
Something had changed...
I was like a junkie
who was finaly free
I no longer had my need for you
running through my veins.
Infact..while I slept
for once I had no dreams,
no urges, or achings...
No more morbid thoughts
Of you upon my waking
It was strange..almost hard
to believe...that even without you
I could still breathe.
I could still think on my own
without thoughts of you
renting space in my head
rendering me damaged ,and
Almost brain dead...
...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 1:27am
23rd Mar 2012 1:27am
Mental Dis-Ease
Running as fast as I can
through the tangled under brush
of my mind.
I am tired...and
I have run out of time
Now the second hand of my life unwinds
Now the bell that tolls my future ..chimes
Who will come to slay my dragons now
That I have all but given up.
As I sigh...and try to find
my sword of truth
In this rubble filled ruin called
My soul... like a golden chalis
filled with holes...
I realize I was only beautiful
from a distance...because
Up close If you look into my eyes
There is a beast...that lives inside...
through the tangled under brush
of my mind.
I am tired...and
I have run out of time
Now the second hand of my life unwinds
Now the bell that tolls my future ..chimes
Who will come to slay my dragons now
That I have all but given up.
As I sigh...and try to find
my sword of truth
In this rubble filled ruin called
My soul... like a golden chalis
filled with holes...
I realize I was only beautiful
from a distance...because
Up close If you look into my eyes
There is a beast...that lives inside...
818 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 9:53pm
22nd Mar 2012 9:53pm
Secret Keeper
I ...will keep your secrets
Your soul is safe with me
No one will ever know
That you are depraved..and
Rather kinky..
No one will ever know
the places you like to put your tongue
No one will ever know..about the kinky
little things you've done.
I wont tell a soul..that when I'm
at your house...You have handfulls
Of my ass while my nipples are
in your mouth.
I promise I wont tell a soul
about how well hung you are,
and that you like to have "him"
sucked when driving in your car.
Or that...
Your soul is safe with me
No one will ever know
That you are depraved..and
Rather kinky..
No one will ever know
the places you like to put your tongue
No one will ever know..about the kinky
little things you've done.
I wont tell a soul..that when I'm
at your house...You have handfulls
Of my ass while my nipples are
in your mouth.
I promise I wont tell a soul
about how well hung you are,
and that you like to have "him"
sucked when driving in your car.
Or that...
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Mar 2012 3:19am
19th Mar 2012 3:19am
A BAD GOODBYE
Its a good thing I caught you..
and stopped you
and youre lucky I dont use weapons
cause I shoulda popped you
and dropped you..
After all the shit you put me through
How dare you be so greedy..
How dare you try to steal
what's left of me
after I gave you damn near everything
You still tried to take my soul from me
Man...I swear I should bust
your head down to the white meat
Hell... I even let you call me wifey
when you didnt even buy a ring...
Your ass is sorry ...pathetic and trifling!
I hope these words hurt...not...
and stopped you
and youre lucky I dont use weapons
cause I shoulda popped you
and dropped you..
After all the shit you put me through
How dare you be so greedy..
How dare you try to steal
what's left of me
after I gave you damn near everything
You still tried to take my soul from me
Man...I swear I should bust
your head down to the white meat
Hell... I even let you call me wifey
when you didnt even buy a ring...
Your ass is sorry ...pathetic and trifling!
I hope these words hurt...not...
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