Submissions by Foxface (Aewyrn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I come from a family that either does everything they can to survive, or don't.
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2017 5:40pm
24th Dec 2017 5:40pm
Constellations On Her Skin
Cold smile, cold lungs
Black ice lives in his dark eyes
Arctic winds biting
The sky, dark and black
Littered with snowflakes that look
Like constellations
Eyes the color of
Cheap champagne and blue crystals
Lips stained to azure
Fingertips raw and
Frostbitten, spreading slowly
Shivering, dying
Black ice lives in his dark eyes
Arctic winds biting
The sky, dark and black
Littered with snowflakes that look
Like constellations
Eyes the color of
Cheap champagne and blue crystals
Lips stained to azure
Fingertips raw and
Frostbitten, spreading slowly
Shivering, dying
#dark
#death
#evil
914 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2017 12:59pm
22nd Dec 2017 12:59pm
Hospital Lights
I saw a picture
Of my mother from when I was young
And although
She is a part of my life
Now
I did not recognize her
For her disappearance
From childhood to adulthood
Left her a stranger
To who I was
And in a way
To who I am
Of my mother from when I was young
And although
She is a part of my life
Now
I did not recognize her
For her disappearance
From childhood to adulthood
Left her a stranger
To who I was
And in a way
To who I am
#mother
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
657 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Dec 2017 00:05am
15th Dec 2017 00:05am
Playing With Fire
He destroys everything in his wake
Not through the shattering of vases
Or the cracking of glass
But rather through blood and fear
Saturating the sound of his footsteps on the stairs
And spreading the ache of ice
Through my veins
"You need to realize, these problems follow you. It's your fault."
My cat hides when he sees him
Howls low and long
Just as I do when alone
He imprints his fists in the walls
And his spit on the sidewalk
Hopelessness wrenching sobs from my throat
"You aren't allowed to see your...
Not through the shattering of vases
Or the cracking of glass
But rather through blood and fear
Saturating the sound of his footsteps on the stairs
And spreading the ache of ice
Through my veins
"You need to realize, these problems follow you. It's your fault."
My cat hides when he sees him
Howls low and long
Just as I do when alone
He imprints his fists in the walls
And his spit on the sidewalk
Hopelessness wrenching sobs from my throat
"You aren't allowed to see your...
#LifeAsAWriter
957 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
13th Dec 2017 00:21am
13th Dec 2017 00:21am
Huntress
Black eyeliner
Green eyes
Stars above,
Grass below
The scent of wilderness on a
Cold breeze
Crickets playing lullabies to the composition
The leaves write
Scampering along
Breathing only in the shadows
The moonlight gave
Orange markings, crystal bones
Constellations glittering in her hair
Arctic winds painting
Her eyelashes
Arrow drawn, bow still
Blood dripping from her lips
A traveler, a wanderess
Dark paws, white cheeks
A companion, a fox
A loner but never alone
As the...
Green eyes
Stars above,
Grass below
The scent of wilderness on a
Cold breeze
Crickets playing lullabies to the composition
The leaves write
Scampering along
Breathing only in the shadows
The moonlight gave
Orange markings, crystal bones
Constellations glittering in her hair
Arctic winds painting
Her eyelashes
Arrow drawn, bow still
Blood dripping from her lips
A traveler, a wanderess
Dark paws, white cheeks
A companion, a fox
A loner but never alone
As the...
#animals
#birds
#nature
765 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 10:34pm
11th Dec 2017 10:34pm
Escapade
She was the bright lights at 2am
The rich color of $200 champagne
Dancing, moving, gold glitter
Making her eyelashes and cheeks
Sparkle
As the strobes flare once again
Pills in her pocket
And her heart on her sleeve
Late nights, climbing rooftops
Strangers tasting her lips
Laughter and smiles
She asks for the gun
And she takes another shot
Her eyes the color of a sunset in New York
Paper dissolving on her tongue
And it all fades away once again
Waking up in a different bed every morning
Streaked...
The rich color of $200 champagne
Dancing, moving, gold glitter
Making her eyelashes and cheeks
Sparkle
As the strobes flare once again
Pills in her pocket
And her heart on her sleeve
Late nights, climbing rooftops
Strangers tasting her lips
Laughter and smiles
She asks for the gun
And she takes another shot
Her eyes the color of a sunset in New York
Paper dissolving on her tongue
And it all fades away once again
Waking up in a different bed every morning
Streaked...
#sex
#drugs
#addiction
729 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
9th Dec 2017 00:04am
9th Dec 2017 00:04am
Blue Lungs
His fingers
Ghosted the wound on my leg
From where I sat on the kitchen counter
Blue light filtering through
The windows
Dramatizing his cheekbones
And the sharpness of his jaw
The shadows of the evening dusk
Staining the room and his skin indigo
He unwrapped the
Coarsely done bandage, catching my gaze
As his hand came to rest on my inner thigh
His lips around a whiskey bottle
His irises flicking to the bullet wound
His hands travelling up my legs, to my waist
Before leaning to my ear, lips brushing my jaw ...
Ghosted the wound on my leg
From where I sat on the kitchen counter
Blue light filtering through
The windows
Dramatizing his cheekbones
And the sharpness of his jaw
The shadows of the evening dusk
Staining the room and his skin indigo
He unwrapped the
Coarsely done bandage, catching my gaze
As his hand came to rest on my inner thigh
His lips around a whiskey bottle
His irises flicking to the bullet wound
His hands travelling up my legs, to my waist
Before leaning to my ear, lips brushing my jaw ...
#conflict
#environment
#LifeChangingMoment
#confusion
#SelfReflection
688 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 5:04am
5th Dec 2017 5:04am
Accident
It was a game that we enjoyed
Playing
Talking excitedly as we
Trekked through the woods
Forgetting the lives we lead
In the concrete jungle
Filled with drugs, abuse, hopelessness,
Poverty, alcohol, guns
A night where the moon
Was almost completely black
And pockets filled
With
Twenty dollar bills
We met where the railroad tracks
Crossed a river
Our busy chatter faded to silence, losing its
Life
As I pulled out the jar
The sound of teenage hands shoving bills
Into the glass container ...
Playing
Talking excitedly as we
Trekked through the woods
Forgetting the lives we lead
In the concrete jungle
Filled with drugs, abuse, hopelessness,
Poverty, alcohol, guns
A night where the moon
Was almost completely black
And pockets filled
With
Twenty dollar bills
We met where the railroad tracks
Crossed a river
Our busy chatter faded to silence, losing its
Life
As I pulled out the jar
The sound of teenage hands shoving bills
Into the glass container ...
#dark
#dreams
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#risk
595 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 3:42am
5th Dec 2017 3:42am
Toy Longboard
I have a toy longboard
That was his when we were kids
He was the typical skater boy
Doing tricks for the highest of bids
He'd tackle me to the ground
Hug me and tease me about being a bear
Telling me he loved me
And how he'd forever care
Wherever him and his friends went
To smoke or fight or skate
He'd carry me on his back
Not caring if they were late
Wearing hoodies and Vans
His girlfriends with blonde or blue hair
Were never good enough for him
I was too selfish to share
With his bruised...
That was his when we were kids
He was the typical skater boy
Doing tricks for the highest of bids
He'd tackle me to the ground
Hug me and tease me about being a bear
Telling me he loved me
And how he'd forever care
Wherever him and his friends went
To smoke or fight or skate
He'd carry me on his back
Not caring if they were late
Wearing hoodies and Vans
His girlfriends with blonde or blue hair
Were never good enough for him
I was too selfish to share
With his bruised...
#happiness
#love
#kindness
#admiration
#respect
606 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Dec 2017 00:51am
4th Dec 2017 00:51am
Coals
His lips tasted of cigarettes and liquor
Of loneliness and
Anger
Like the blackness that blanketed the world
After the first sunset
The hues mimicking the color of the
Blood on his eyelashes, the
Bruises on his cheek, the
Circles under his eyes
Giving away the grey smoke that swirled
In his veins
Scarlet slashes over his tattoos
Adding color to the already vivid canvas
That was his mind and heart
He was burning to touch, yet
His irises were nothing but glacier ice
Cold and
Unforgiving...
Of loneliness and
Anger
Like the blackness that blanketed the world
After the first sunset
The hues mimicking the color of the
Blood on his eyelashes, the
Bruises on his cheek, the
Circles under his eyes
Giving away the grey smoke that swirled
In his veins
Scarlet slashes over his tattoos
Adding color to the already vivid canvas
That was his mind and heart
He was burning to touch, yet
His irises were nothing but glacier ice
Cold and
Unforgiving...
#funny
508 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2017 5:58am
3rd Dec 2017 5:58am
Shipwrecked
Hair gleaming metallic white
The ocean's tide
Blue staining the tips in reflection
Of the night's color staining the waves
His fingers brushing hers
His lips curling in a mischievously smile
His eyes glinting silver
He searches for her gaze.
She looks away.
Laughing and teasing
Veins drowning in freedom
Searching for something like air
Amidst coral reefs
His knuckles caressing her cheek.
His voice whispering, promising
His eyes glinting silver
He searches for her gaze.
She looks away. ...
The ocean's tide
Blue staining the tips in reflection
Of the night's color staining the waves
His fingers brushing hers
His lips curling in a mischievously smile
His eyes glinting silver
He searches for her gaze.
She looks away.
Laughing and teasing
Veins drowning in freedom
Searching for something like air
Amidst coral reefs
His knuckles caressing her cheek.
His voice whispering, promising
His eyes glinting silver
He searches for her gaze.
She looks away. ...
#crush
520 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2017 11:02pm
2nd Dec 2017 11:02pm
Stained Knuckles
I don't want a sweet love.
I don't want a soft
romance.
I want being fucked
against the wall, bruises beginning on my
shoulders.
I want crying on the bathroom floor
From the pain of your gaze,
From your eyes ignoring
Mine.
I want aching in my heart
From the starvation of your attention
I want shivering, trembling, as you walk
behind me.
I don't want a gentle love
I want pain and agony, a heart
Shattering,
That makes the nights where you hold me
Tenderly,
Where you stroke my skin in ...
I don't want a soft
romance.
I want being fucked
against the wall, bruises beginning on my
shoulders.
I want crying on the bathroom floor
From the pain of your gaze,
From your eyes ignoring
Mine.
I want aching in my heart
From the starvation of your attention
I want shivering, trembling, as you walk
behind me.
I don't want a gentle love
I want pain and agony, a heart
Shattering,
That makes the nights where you hold me
Tenderly,
Where you stroke my skin in ...
#TruthOfLife
613 reads
6 Comments
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