Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
A monologue from Konzentrationslager Auschwitz
I look towards the sky
Such a dreary day
And yet I can pray
To the Lord, My God
Yahweh, Adonai, El-shaddai
God of my Father
Deliver me now, O Lord
Hear my plea your child
One of the chosen
Of the Tribe of Benjamin
Help me now My God
Have Mercy on us
The pogrom is again with us
Lend us your shield of fire
My son, my son!
Proud to wear the Star
But he has gone now
To the dungeon
Let him have his heaven with you
Tonight he will cross
To the Other side
They come for me now ...
Such a dreary day
And yet I can pray
To the Lord, My God
Yahweh, Adonai, El-shaddai
God of my Father
Deliver me now, O Lord
Hear my plea your child
One of the chosen
Of the Tribe of Benjamin
Help me now My God
Have Mercy on us
The pogrom is again with us
Lend us your shield of fire
My son, my son!
Proud to wear the Star
But he has gone now
To the dungeon
Let him have his heaven with you
Tonight he will cross
To the Other side
They come for me now ...
870 reads
5 Comments
Reckoning
Your day of reckoning is come
For the atrocities you committed
For the screams you evoked
From the conquered race
Remember the nights so long ago
When you birthed fireworks in the sky
With your screaming birds of steel
Remember the red ejaculations of death
Remember the screams of men
Who tried to save their hamlets?
So cosy snug against hillocks
From your spreading fire
Remember the shrieks of girls
You grabbed from their mothers arms
To use as wipers of your underbelly
To discard when their life were snuffed
...
For the atrocities you committed
For the screams you evoked
From the conquered race
Remember the nights so long ago
When you birthed fireworks in the sky
With your screaming birds of steel
Remember the red ejaculations of death
Remember the screams of men
Who tried to save their hamlets?
So cosy snug against hillocks
From your spreading fire
Remember the shrieks of girls
You grabbed from their mothers arms
To use as wipers of your underbelly
To discard when their life were snuffed
...
692 reads
9 Comments
Leave us out of War
Flashes of red against the sky
Thunder and lightning
They began to shy
From man-made glory
Against nature’s backdrop
Iron birds that traverse the sky
Hatched eggs of destruction
to the people below
Listen to the screams
from the victims of war
waking up from pretty dreams
of a better tomorrow
a blissful prosperous year
screams of fear
shrieks of fury
the hurt and raging uproar
Listen to the music
Sharp and rapturous
the murder of people
by those licensed to kill
who act like Pavlov...
Thunder and lightning
They began to shy
From man-made glory
Against nature’s backdrop
Iron birds that traverse the sky
Hatched eggs of destruction
to the people below
Listen to the screams
from the victims of war
waking up from pretty dreams
of a better tomorrow
a blissful prosperous year
screams of fear
shrieks of fury
the hurt and raging uproar
Listen to the music
Sharp and rapturous
the murder of people
by those licensed to kill
who act like Pavlov...
580 reads
7 Comments
She
She was as beautiful as a flower
Her lips were blushes of petals
That seemed splashed by dew
At the dawn of a beautiful day
She walks like a slender gazelle
So light on her feet
Her long legs swishing
her skirts like tantalising kisses
Her waist was hand-span
Her slender white neck
Begged to be kissed
Her bosom, heavenly curves
She was the epitome of beauty
Tinged by smouldering sulphur
beyond her deep hazel eyes
kisses of putrid darkness
Shone from a soul dark and ugly
the light to her mind, dim and...
Her lips were blushes of petals
That seemed splashed by dew
At the dawn of a beautiful day
She walks like a slender gazelle
So light on her feet
Her long legs swishing
her skirts like tantalising kisses
Her waist was hand-span
Her slender white neck
Begged to be kissed
Her bosom, heavenly curves
She was the epitome of beauty
Tinged by smouldering sulphur
beyond her deep hazel eyes
kisses of putrid darkness
Shone from a soul dark and ugly
the light to her mind, dim and...
760 reads
7 Comments
Our Wrath
Vengeance is ours
For the spit on our face
For the sneer for our voice
For the prod on our back
For the mock on our race
Vengeance we seek
For you who come upon our shore
For you who plant a stake
Upon our beach
And claim our land for yours
For you who imposed
Your laws over ours
Vengeance is ours
For the shame of a generation
Kowtowing to your forefathers
Those who held the striped flags
Those who held the orb
On one hand honey, on one, poison
Cowards and Traitors
Vengeance is ours...
For the spit on our face
For the sneer for our voice
For the prod on our back
For the mock on our race
Vengeance we seek
For you who come upon our shore
For you who plant a stake
Upon our beach
And claim our land for yours
For you who imposed
Your laws over ours
Vengeance is ours
For the shame of a generation
Kowtowing to your forefathers
Those who held the striped flags
Those who held the orb
On one hand honey, on one, poison
Cowards and Traitors
Vengeance is ours...
769 reads
13 Comments
Just Passing Through
The cold midnight clear
Like silent yellow noontime
Nothing moved except from the lair
The ghoulish figure gliding above
An inch of tainted air
Whiffs of odour permeates
Like nightmare of old
From yellowing pillowcases
The air disturbed recoils
From the figure of dread untold
Unspoken by petrified tongues
It glides
A hand un-fleshed
Peeks from folds
Of greenish putrid sleeves
Reaches out to touch
Caressing so tender
Fresh midnight air in broad moonlight
Almost forgotten yet hungrily
It seeks to...
Like silent yellow noontime
Nothing moved except from the lair
The ghoulish figure gliding above
An inch of tainted air
Whiffs of odour permeates
Like nightmare of old
From yellowing pillowcases
The air disturbed recoils
From the figure of dread untold
Unspoken by petrified tongues
It glides
A hand un-fleshed
Peeks from folds
Of greenish putrid sleeves
Reaches out to touch
Caressing so tender
Fresh midnight air in broad moonlight
Almost forgotten yet hungrily
It seeks to...
732 reads
7 Comments
Seducing you
I come to you with open arms
My sarong all undone
Perched on pert breasts
It clings, the soft pario…
Against the flickering light
I come to you
As lithe as sprites floating
In the night
I see your shadow on bamboo walls
And I see mine immersed in yours
United they are, becoming one
As I touch you softly,
butterfly touches on your face
My lips on yours…
The breath it caresses
The air an inch away
My hands on hardness
My eyes gazing into your soul
My hands gently stroke
Your proudness ...
My sarong all undone
Perched on pert breasts
It clings, the soft pario…
Against the flickering light
I come to you
As lithe as sprites floating
In the night
I see your shadow on bamboo walls
And I see mine immersed in yours
United they are, becoming one
As I touch you softly,
butterfly touches on your face
My lips on yours…
The breath it caresses
The air an inch away
My hands on hardness
My eyes gazing into your soul
My hands gently stroke
Your proudness ...
874 reads
11 Comments
Looking in
Within the room
The soft light glows
A man a woman
They sat so close
Holding hands
Fingers entwined
I watch
She kisses him
He kisses her
His hands upon her thigh
She holds him down
Wrapped her legs
Around his waist
They unclothed themselves
The dance of love
Upon the sofa
The twisting turning
Like dancers on the ballroom floor
The sighs and moans
Like muted orchestra
I watch
Sex sells yes
For some will know
Ultimate satisfaction
Others not at all
All they can have
Are words...
The soft light glows
A man a woman
They sat so close
Holding hands
Fingers entwined
I watch
She kisses him
He kisses her
His hands upon her thigh
She holds him down
Wrapped her legs
Around his waist
They unclothed themselves
The dance of love
Upon the sofa
The twisting turning
Like dancers on the ballroom floor
The sighs and moans
Like muted orchestra
I watch
Sex sells yes
For some will know
Ultimate satisfaction
Others not at all
All they can have
Are words...
652 reads
7 Comments
Fact or Fiction (Amityville Horror)
The creaks of old homes
The wind in the eaves
The horror from old times
Come alive as night falls
The horror house
Was it a threshold to hell
No one knows but the devil
Himself.
The wind in the eaves
The horror from old times
Come alive as night falls
The horror house
Was it a threshold to hell
No one knows but the devil
Himself.
807 reads
12 Comments
Monologue
I: I am tired so tired
Me: yeah you are lazy what can I say
I: you don’t understand
Me: oh yes I do, you hate chores
I: the chores were tedious
Me: yes you had to sweep
I: You know it, I did
Me: she had too much blood
I: You do understand
Me: I do….we do, always
I: Remember the time
Me: when we fell in love
I: I had to have her
Me: I wanted her too
I: I had to be one with her
Me: Yes and inserted me
I: Well into her body
Me: I loved it, we became one
I:Yes, a fulfilment of self
Me: You and I,...
Me: yeah you are lazy what can I say
I: you don’t understand
Me: oh yes I do, you hate chores
I: the chores were tedious
Me: yes you had to sweep
I: You know it, I did
Me: she had too much blood
I: You do understand
Me: I do….we do, always
I: Remember the time
Me: when we fell in love
I: I had to have her
Me: I wanted her too
I: I had to be one with her
Me: Yes and inserted me
I: Well into her body
Me: I loved it, we became one
I:Yes, a fulfilment of self
Me: You and I,...
866 reads
11 Comments
A Blessing
Hear ye, o’soughing spirits of the winds
Hear ye, o’ blessed ones
The spring of love is nigh
The offspring of souls
From the realm of then
To now a child to be born of them
Strength of thine bestow this child
Hear ye, o’ light of morn
Hear ye, o’ brightness of the dawn
Bestow this child a beauty born
of love and life in all its shine
Leave not darkness un-overthrown
Let fairness be on his countenance
Beauty shine and beauty borne
Hear ye, o’ spirit of eventide
Hear ye, o’ spirit of the night
Let nothing...
Hear ye, o’ blessed ones
The spring of love is nigh
The offspring of souls
From the realm of then
To now a child to be born of them
Strength of thine bestow this child
Hear ye, o’ light of morn
Hear ye, o’ brightness of the dawn
Bestow this child a beauty born
of love and life in all its shine
Leave not darkness un-overthrown
Let fairness be on his countenance
Beauty shine and beauty borne
Hear ye, o’ spirit of eventide
Hear ye, o’ spirit of the night
Let nothing...
800 reads
11 Comments
Just my luck
Born the fifth, a daughter
in a family of five daughters
Unloved uncared
They wanted a boy
Sick of little girls
They yearned for a son
Two sisters died
Now left us three
They still could not see
The pretty little me
Trying to be tough
And be a little lad
I went to school
Learned my ABC
Preyed on by a bully
Who was a sissy
I punched him one day
and earned detention
Grew up and went to work
Got a boss who think he was hot
Got felt up under my skirt
Kicked him hard on his nuts ...
in a family of five daughters
Unloved uncared
They wanted a boy
Sick of little girls
They yearned for a son
Two sisters died
Now left us three
They still could not see
The pretty little me
Trying to be tough
And be a little lad
I went to school
Learned my ABC
Preyed on by a bully
Who was a sissy
I punched him one day
and earned detention
Grew up and went to work
Got a boss who think he was hot
Got felt up under my skirt
Kicked him hard on his nuts ...
750 reads
9 Comments
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