Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Dusts floating in the Air
It must have been You, but the laughter is gone
there is silence in every soft light of dawn
there is no echoes of joy from the silent garden
where we danced with the creativity of our pen
shadows play tricks in my peripheral vision
what was once there lost in transition
the visions of stars and flowers frozen
static in my mind waiting to be born
never again will the petals be vibrant
on the blooms of our pen undefined
there is silence from your forests
where your golden dusts rest
the songs that we hummed are...
there is silence in every soft light of dawn
there is no echoes of joy from the silent garden
where we danced with the creativity of our pen
shadows play tricks in my peripheral vision
what was once there lost in transition
the visions of stars and flowers frozen
static in my mind waiting to be born
never again will the petals be vibrant
on the blooms of our pen undefined
there is silence from your forests
where your golden dusts rest
the songs that we hummed are...
#gratitude
#love
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They Live where Love abides
They are not really gone unless you choose to forget
the thoughts and moments we never regret
clear as crystal they always remain
bringing up smiles that eases the pain
we may think of changed worlds moved on
with death the bond is truly gone
but as stars in the night they continue to shine
the walk with them are forever mine
my tales keep them present and well
living in the stories I chose to tell
the laughter after the times we fell
rings in my heart like a distant bell
they are not gone just away reside ...
the thoughts and moments we never regret
clear as crystal they always remain
bringing up smiles that eases the pain
we may think of changed worlds moved on
with death the bond is truly gone
but as stars in the night they continue to shine
the walk with them are forever mine
my tales keep them present and well
living in the stories I chose to tell
the laughter after the times we fell
rings in my heart like a distant bell
they are not gone just away reside ...
#death
#love
#sadness
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3 Comments
Once I was, and Now I am
the soldier runs in shadows deep
where echoes call and silence fail
I, the soldier run through fallen ash
I must reach the bridge before it fell
the earth quake with my every steps
thunder in my ears the world's undone
the earth trembles my courage shakes
overhead droning enemy planes
bombs descend death from the cloud
still I must not rest relentlessly bold
my fear and terror in rhythms beat
there shall be no surrender or retreat
I scream with anger I cannot hear
waking up in the cold lonely night ...
where echoes call and silence fail
I, the soldier run through fallen ash
I must reach the bridge before it fell
the earth quake with my every steps
thunder in my ears the world's undone
the earth trembles my courage shakes
overhead droning enemy planes
bombs descend death from the cloud
still I must not rest relentlessly bold
my fear and terror in rhythms beat
there shall be no surrender or retreat
I scream with anger I cannot hear
waking up in the cold lonely night ...
#rebirth
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2 Comments
He Was and Then Wasn't
He brought me flowers
walked with me through October rain
held me in warm bathroom showers
comforted me through my pain
Days turned into years
as time's wheels spun around
then he found a younger beauty
leaving my heart on the ground
In a whirlwind of passion
his love and desire ran wild
he vanished without a word
leaving behind a heart once beguiled
Plans unfurled in silence
a love lost in the night
he was here, and then he wasn't
a fleeting star, dimmed from sight
thus,...
walked with me through October rain
held me in warm bathroom showers
comforted me through my pain
Days turned into years
as time's wheels spun around
then he found a younger beauty
leaving my heart on the ground
In a whirlwind of passion
his love and desire ran wild
he vanished without a word
leaving behind a heart once beguiled
Plans unfurled in silence
a love lost in the night
he was here, and then he wasn't
a fleeting star, dimmed from sight
thus,...
#SelfReflection
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8 Comments
Eyes wide Shut: an Interlude
a gentle tease hovering as in twilight’s hush
a summer breeze gentle as lingering glance
fingertip’s trace on velvet skin grace
soft shadows play where lips embrace
warm skin explored as in silken waves
sailed on by sweetness so tasted
with delight urging to close spaces
mixed in essence needs answered
as in worlds where dreams begin
as in nights where ecstasy reigns
chase to the heights the peak attains
to be repeated more and again
a summer breeze gentle as lingering glance
fingertip’s trace on velvet skin grace
soft shadows play where lips embrace
warm skin explored as in silken waves
sailed on by sweetness so tasted
with delight urging to close spaces
mixed in essence needs answered
as in worlds where dreams begin
as in nights where ecstasy reigns
chase to the heights the peak attains
to be repeated more and again
#erotic
#sensual
195 reads
6 Comments
Esta Narcissus
Esta a childhood friend in a crowded room
she reigns with flair thinking she’s a queen
or at least a princess with her silken hair
her face aglow with ready laughter
her smiles are wide her eyes sparkles
soft spoken but with sharp-edged words
like a whirlwind she spins her charms
behind her eyes inwardly scared
during each quiet moment she knows
she is not liked by all around
as slight drizzles as morning dew
flitting butterfly, fleeting in every round
her stories remind me of Munchausen
a trip...
she reigns with flair thinking she’s a queen
or at least a princess with her silken hair
her face aglow with ready laughter
her smiles are wide her eyes sparkles
soft spoken but with sharp-edged words
like a whirlwind she spins her charms
behind her eyes inwardly scared
during each quiet moment she knows
she is not liked by all around
as slight drizzles as morning dew
flitting butterfly, fleeting in every round
her stories remind me of Munchausen
a trip...
#identity
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2 Comments
Journey through Darkness
I wander through the woods
shadows dance just behind me
path once seen in darkness brood
my heart pounds in crippling fear
home maybe at the other end
warmth of my mother’s hearth
might be waiting to welcome
lonely journey fear stops heart
I hear anguished cries of fear
the whispers of darkness intensify
harsh breathing around my feet
above the branches menacingly creaks
A ghoulish glow from above the trees
the moon wans as a dying man
its silver drapes a ghostly tableau
the forest is...
shadows dance just behind me
path once seen in darkness brood
my heart pounds in crippling fear
home maybe at the other end
warmth of my mother’s hearth
might be waiting to welcome
lonely journey fear stops heart
I hear anguished cries of fear
the whispers of darkness intensify
harsh breathing around my feet
above the branches menacingly creaks
A ghoulish glow from above the trees
the moon wans as a dying man
its silver drapes a ghostly tableau
the forest is...
#fear
#monsters
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6 Comments
A Child of Autumn
I wander in the heart of October's breath
listening to the mountains sigh
as in dreams as in a distant birth
I wander the misty sky
whispers of tune gold leaves flutter
the moon convenes with shadows
I as a wandering whisper of past laughter
walk and ripples the tranquil water
rain as dew from shades of soft rusts
fall down crags with muffled music
tones of blue gossamer waltz in Grace
autumn colours with time that drips
softly as silken linen fall
from up above to the ground
a figure a naiad a thought...
listening to the mountains sigh
as in dreams as in a distant birth
I wander the misty sky
whispers of tune gold leaves flutter
the moon convenes with shadows
I as a wandering whisper of past laughter
walk and ripples the tranquil water
rain as dew from shades of soft rusts
fall down crags with muffled music
tones of blue gossamer waltz in Grace
autumn colours with time that drips
softly as silken linen fall
from up above to the ground
a figure a naiad a thought...
#birth
#dreams
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2 Comments
Over in a Distant Shore
Dreamers we were sighing as whispered winds
travelling with hands reaching playful drifts
our hopes whimsical unreachable as shadow dancers
mere whispers in air kisses like spectral gifts
before you left in twilight's hush sleepy eyes
looking towards the setting sun, sea kissed sky
bittersweet in life's lessons Soul learnt to fly
bathed in moonlight's shiny magic dusts
to have been cradled in that moonlight
to have rode on that foamy sea crests
laughter could have been our delight
our hearts together in shimmering...
travelling with hands reaching playful drifts
our hopes whimsical unreachable as shadow dancers
mere whispers in air kisses like spectral gifts
before you left in twilight's hush sleepy eyes
looking towards the setting sun, sea kissed sky
bittersweet in life's lessons Soul learnt to fly
bathed in moonlight's shiny magic dusts
to have been cradled in that moonlight
to have rode on that foamy sea crests
laughter could have been our delight
our hearts together in shimmering...
#death
#memorial
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2 Comments
Rivers of Life
I drown in the blackhole of memories
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
hearts break down as porcelain whispers echo
the hurt as a delicate origami unfurled
swirled as in a whirlpool crumpled and torn
your lies are as a cuckoo's call
empty echoes, shadows fighting the night
threads of my trust now frayed
swept away by my tempest of sorrow
#disappointment
104 reads
7 Comments
Defining the Difference
she gazed uncomprehending
at the star stuck on the arrow
stopped sharply from falling
to the flooded ground below
the twinkles from the sky's gone
the greyness seems permanent
no subtle colours between the tone
and rainbows struggle not to be alone
relax inhale and exhale
stop stay in one place
drifting in boats without sails
is not an epitome of peace
breathe...
at the star stuck on the arrow
stopped sharply from falling
to the flooded ground below
the twinkles from the sky's gone
the greyness seems permanent
no subtle colours between the tone
and rainbows struggle not to be alone
relax inhale and exhale
stop stay in one place
drifting in boats without sails
is not an epitome of peace
breathe...
#anxiety
#strength
108 reads
10 Comments
Frozen
pathway halfway to Eden
strewn by photographs love sown
on tracks half hidden
by memories still so vibrant
hurts and scabs on hearts
picked clean to bleed again
if only to realise it hurts
just as much as when it begun
the year is almost over my dear
our seventh book completed
I pushed the wheelbarrow
and wrote the book
strewn by photographs love sown
on tracks half hidden
by memories still so vibrant
hurts and scabs on hearts
picked clean to bleed again
if only to realise it hurts
just as much as when it begun
the year is almost over my dear
our seventh book completed
I pushed the wheelbarrow
and wrote the book
#love
#memories
122 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Grace (IDryad)