Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
The Fireflies
He showed me the fireflies
Outside, in the garden
They flickered finely
Their bright sparks
Like dancing fire
On darkening
day, curtain
Floating
Softly on air
He said to me
“I will show to you
These lovely lights of
my hope in symbolic fire
Of all awesome needy want”
His strong commitment to fulfil
a promise he made ever long ago
to adhere to belief, unwavering quest
to bring the torch home, within his
family, all his domain, a kingdom
To rule within his spirit, a queen
I watched the fireflies flicker...
Outside, in the garden
They flickered finely
Their bright sparks
Like dancing fire
On darkening
day, curtain
Floating
Softly on air
He said to me
“I will show to you
These lovely lights of
my hope in symbolic fire
Of all awesome needy want”
His strong commitment to fulfil
a promise he made ever long ago
to adhere to belief, unwavering quest
to bring the torch home, within his
family, all his domain, a kingdom
To rule within his spirit, a queen
I watched the fireflies flicker...
1421 reads
18 Comments
Shadows on Dark Roads
Footsteps drag along roads
Wide in dreams
Ever so narrow in life
Lighted by the gangrenous moon
Silver stars away so far
Towards a light
A promise of home
Whispers of spectres
How goes the dark, stranger
The perpetual darkness
Are you comforted
by the nothingness
They whisper gleefully
Horror and sorrow reigns
What led me to this road
promises broken
or promises unfulfilled
a gift promised ungiven…
golden circle broken…
who led me to this path
where am I bound
haunted haunting
craving...
Wide in dreams
Ever so narrow in life
Lighted by the gangrenous moon
Silver stars away so far
Towards a light
A promise of home
Whispers of spectres
How goes the dark, stranger
The perpetual darkness
Are you comforted
by the nothingness
They whisper gleefully
Horror and sorrow reigns
What led me to this road
promises broken
or promises unfulfilled
a gift promised ungiven…
golden circle broken…
who led me to this path
where am I bound
haunted haunting
craving...
800 reads
16 Comments
Below the Wind
Raindrops one by one
Forming circles
On water-lilied ponds
Purple flowers perk
Face up towards the sky
Washed by wet cascades
From above
Rainbow shines
On little curves
Blended prism
By struggling rays
Of brave sun
Haloes on singing frogs
Bass on treble sound
Harmonious drums
Of thunder calls
Explosions of light
The lightning flashes
Like smiles of a beloved
On sky peeping
Through green leaves
Sleep I in peace
Hugged by love
A million miles away
Eons in promises.
Forming circles
On water-lilied ponds
Purple flowers perk
Face up towards the sky
Washed by wet cascades
From above
Rainbow shines
On little curves
Blended prism
By struggling rays
Of brave sun
Haloes on singing frogs
Bass on treble sound
Harmonious drums
Of thunder calls
Explosions of light
The lightning flashes
Like smiles of a beloved
On sky peeping
Through green leaves
Sleep I in peace
Hugged by love
A million miles away
Eons in promises.
758 reads
16 Comments
In Our Memories
Frays on edges of memories
Feel the urge to tell of them
Torn ragged and worn
Maybe, but there
It stretches through imaginations
its spitefulness half there
to oblivion,
but spoken of all the same
rising sombre clouds of then
Tell me then
What lies within
Your heart, in the threads
Of all your remembered
kisses and touches
How was your spoken word
Of love,
for you have loved then
and hard
Do you feel the lingering
want of desire’s caresses
Do you remember
the sweetness
of answered...
Feel the urge to tell of them
Torn ragged and worn
Maybe, but there
It stretches through imaginations
its spitefulness half there
to oblivion,
but spoken of all the same
rising sombre clouds of then
Tell me then
What lies within
Your heart, in the threads
Of all your remembered
kisses and touches
How was your spoken word
Of love,
for you have loved then
and hard
Do you feel the lingering
want of desire’s caresses
Do you remember
the sweetness
of answered...
792 reads
9 Comments
Simply Yes
The flickers of the candle
Blown by the wind
From outside the window
Tonight we wed
Only you and I together
The I do’s in the church
Has come and gone
Families and friends
Have gone home
Tonight we shall truly wed
I take your heart
To beat with mine
I take your love
to answer with adoration
your body my temple
I wed you now
As you take me
One and the same
We will ever be
Bound by these rings
The fusion of mind
The meeting of bodies
The bonding of souls
They become our pledge...
Blown by the wind
From outside the window
Tonight we wed
Only you and I together
The I do’s in the church
Has come and gone
Families and friends
Have gone home
Tonight we shall truly wed
I take your heart
To beat with mine
I take your love
to answer with adoration
your body my temple
I wed you now
As you take me
One and the same
We will ever be
Bound by these rings
The fusion of mind
The meeting of bodies
The bonding of souls
They become our pledge...
679 reads
15 Comments
Onward to a Beginning
when finally, I can say
let’s move onward
to a new beginning
I want to hear a silence
except for the chirps
of the cricket
on warm hearth
and shift pearly curtains
to never ever-land
I want to hear your smile
through the words
you say even ever so faint
in scribbled words
you will say
I will meet you
among the fairy rings
where flowers bloom
behind our home
when I finally can say
this day today I traverse
the midnight-to-dawn sky
the hands entwine will be
of I, aurora...
let’s move onward
to a new beginning
I want to hear a silence
except for the chirps
of the cricket
on warm hearth
and shift pearly curtains
to never ever-land
I want to hear your smile
through the words
you say even ever so faint
in scribbled words
you will say
I will meet you
among the fairy rings
where flowers bloom
behind our home
when I finally can say
this day today I traverse
the midnight-to-dawn sky
the hands entwine will be
of I, aurora...
803 reads
7 Comments
A Grand Design
Thoughts that centre
On you
The prince to a princess
Later sitting under the canopy
Showered by freshness
White petals blowing down
Gossamer webs
Wrapped in white
Interred
They collected
Your clothes today.
Boxed,
So final
So much for
A grand design.
On you
The prince to a princess
Later sitting under the canopy
Showered by freshness
White petals blowing down
Gossamer webs
Wrapped in white
Interred
They collected
Your clothes today.
Boxed,
So final
So much for
A grand design.
773 reads
10 Comments
Conversations
By Souladareatease and Grace
Read me a poem
Under the Sickle moon
With the songs of the night
Winds on the eaves,
Whispers of nocturnal birds
Hands entwined
While coffee steams
Sing me a song
along our throated sigh
with deep words laid in savour
tastes dipped in being
herein days upon evenings
eyes aligned
In coffee kiss
I shall choose a song
Of the songbird
Warble my dreams
Through the air
to reach providence's ear
to tease the soul
to fascinate ...
Read me a poem
Under the Sickle moon
With the songs of the night
Winds on the eaves,
Whispers of nocturnal birds
Hands entwined
While coffee steams
Sing me a song
along our throated sigh
with deep words laid in savour
tastes dipped in being
herein days upon evenings
eyes aligned
In coffee kiss
I shall choose a song
Of the songbird
Warble my dreams
Through the air
to reach providence's ear
to tease the soul
to fascinate ...
756 reads
16 Comments
A New Dawn
Here comes a new dawn
The hues of morn
Colours the eastern sky
Freshness of air
Crisps and cool
A joy to see and feel
Everyday
But not today
She turns over
Tears on her pillow
Pulls the blanket closer
No answering tug today
No mumbles of protest
Or hands on her hip
Or playful tug on her nightie
Or night breathe on her cheeks
She closes her eyes
as a little girl snuggles
wriggling into her worn arms
no more waking up
to make coffee
no more joy in making bread
on the old stove
or eating a...
The hues of morn
Colours the eastern sky
Freshness of air
Crisps and cool
A joy to see and feel
Everyday
But not today
She turns over
Tears on her pillow
Pulls the blanket closer
No answering tug today
No mumbles of protest
Or hands on her hip
Or playful tug on her nightie
Or night breathe on her cheeks
She closes her eyes
as a little girl snuggles
wriggling into her worn arms
no more waking up
to make coffee
no more joy in making bread
on the old stove
or eating a...
793 reads
14 Comments
Good Night, Children
Thoughts of blueness
of sea and sky
of times of day
that have gone by
Lace the mind
as time goes on
to midnight
the end of a day
the beginning of another
Thoughts of kisses
stolen under umbrellas
of rain and drizzles
on wet cold days
of misspent youth
and its carefree ways
towards advanced years
and responsibilities
loving growing family
Cymbals of goodbye
On hallowed ground
Hymns like Mom’s lullaby
Sending eternal sleep
to a tired traveller
the rain falls, as tears
of grieving children...
of sea and sky
of times of day
that have gone by
Lace the mind
as time goes on
to midnight
the end of a day
the beginning of another
Thoughts of kisses
stolen under umbrellas
of rain and drizzles
on wet cold days
of misspent youth
and its carefree ways
towards advanced years
and responsibilities
loving growing family
Cymbals of goodbye
On hallowed ground
Hymns like Mom’s lullaby
Sending eternal sleep
to a tired traveller
the rain falls, as tears
of grieving children...
839 reads
14 Comments
And You
Cool dawn mist
Engulfs
A half waking
Dream, feeling
Lips
Caressing
Hands
On bare hips
Searches
Finds
Warm lips
A melting together
A union
In unison scream
Silently
Bursting like fireworks
Over the mountain
Fountains
Shivering entwined
Closed eyes
And You.
Engulfs
A half waking
Dream, feeling
Lips
Caressing
Hands
On bare hips
Searches
Finds
Warm lips
A melting together
A union
In unison scream
Silently
Bursting like fireworks
Over the mountain
Fountains
Shivering entwined
Closed eyes
And You.
870 reads
19 Comments
Eden, Awaiting Birth
Slow the walk on dewy grass
swish of feet on spongy moss
soft the glow of angel dusts
glow of gold on eastern sky
dream the sleeping of worlds
in the land of far away
bubbles of prism on curved rainbows
bowed with floating crystal petals
from other realms where Eden reigns
peace tranquil in hues of silver
repose the dreamer on feather
pillows and mattress of silky downs
Waking dreams of glorious Eden
of hues of peace and ever evolving
colours, Love sparkles in merry circles
like arms engulfing the passive...
swish of feet on spongy moss
soft the glow of angel dusts
glow of gold on eastern sky
dream the sleeping of worlds
in the land of far away
bubbles of prism on curved rainbows
bowed with floating crystal petals
from other realms where Eden reigns
peace tranquil in hues of silver
repose the dreamer on feather
pillows and mattress of silky downs
Waking dreams of glorious Eden
of hues of peace and ever evolving
colours, Love sparkles in merry circles
like arms engulfing the passive...
902 reads
22 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Grace (IDryad)