Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
A Father's lamentations
#sadness
#father
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My Sunset
Sparkles of sunlight through the gauzy curtain
The bright evening sun in its dying splendour
Creeps ever so slowly to drown
In the ocean with intense adour
Here on this bed I lay,
watching the pretty nature play
Entertaining me in its little way
As I recline in dolorous decay
My face pale, my eyes deep
Are no more as pretty as before
Nor infernally appealing
They do not beg for a fix
Nor fallen angel's lurid desire
Not yet the exquisite feeling
Of needed love, of penetration
be it needle, or an erection
I...
The bright evening sun in its dying splendour
Creeps ever so slowly to drown
In the ocean with intense adour
Here on this bed I lay,
watching the pretty nature play
Entertaining me in its little way
As I recline in dolorous decay
My face pale, my eyes deep
Are no more as pretty as before
Nor infernally appealing
They do not beg for a fix
Nor fallen angel's lurid desire
Not yet the exquisite feeling
Of needed love, of penetration
be it needle, or an erection
I...
847 reads
7 Comments
My son, my son
Son, where are you
I can't see you
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
My spirit is leaving
this old tired body
hold my hand, my son
to feel it while I
breath my last
Remember the days past
now, no longer very clear,
how you ran to me
when I came home from work
how you clung to my legs
shouting daddy daddy
I saw a birdie
or I made a castle
and then all went past
and you left us
your mother now long gone
and now I to follow soon
I miss my wife, my son
but I miss you more
for you are...
I can't see you
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
My spirit is leaving
this old tired body
hold my hand, my son
to feel it while I
breath my last
Remember the days past
now, no longer very clear,
how you ran to me
when I came home from work
how you clung to my legs
shouting daddy daddy
I saw a birdie
or I made a castle
and then all went past
and you left us
your mother now long gone
and now I to follow soon
I miss my wife, my son
but I miss you more
for you are...
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Love’s home
Home is where
Your arms are
Where your lips
Ready to kiss
Home is you
Home is the cover
Of your body on me
You are my roof
I am the floor
You are me
Home is your body
Your heart is my sky
Your arms are my mainstay
Your love my ecstasy
You are sword, I am sheath
You are the pillar
I am the anchor
You are the stake
A claim on me
You in me
Towards the end
We ride the wind
Braving adversary
On a rough terrain
We come together
Your arms are
Where your lips
Ready to kiss
Home is you
Home is the cover
Of your body on me
You are my roof
I am the floor
You are me
Home is your body
Your heart is my sky
Your arms are my mainstay
Your love my ecstasy
You are sword, I am sheath
You are the pillar
I am the anchor
You are the stake
A claim on me
You in me
Towards the end
We ride the wind
Braving adversary
On a rough terrain
We come together
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Loving you
Loving you is beautiful
With your arms around me
There is nothing so fulfilling
When you are inside me
Loving you is being you
Loving you is bliss
Your kiss sublime
Melted together
In loving kindness
Fused in wondrous pleasure
Loving you is ecstasy
Pleasure divine
Rhythm of synchronicity
Rhyming Poetry
Together entwined
Thus towards the moon
We ride together in harmony
Soaring wings of ecstasy
To burst against the golden sky
Fluttering down like confetti
Loving you is a...
With your arms around me
There is nothing so fulfilling
When you are inside me
Loving you is being you
Loving you is bliss
Your kiss sublime
Melted together
In loving kindness
Fused in wondrous pleasure
Loving you is ecstasy
Pleasure divine
Rhythm of synchronicity
Rhyming Poetry
Together entwined
Thus towards the moon
We ride together in harmony
Soaring wings of ecstasy
To burst against the golden sky
Fluttering down like confetti
Loving you is a...
2593 reads
14 Comments
Lonely Doll and I
Pretty doll house
furnish and fine
a little girl in a pretty dress
Is so demure and refine
She sits on the chair
A book on her hands
She has pretty ribbon on her hair
and black shiny Maryjane
A light flicker on during nightfall
and the doll house is lit so fine
a song is sung so lyrical
the little doll stand up to dance
I sit tied on a chair
looking up at a bunch of yellow hair
her eyes sightless but all aglare
the little doll is as big as I
A nightmare, yes I mentally scream
As she stoops and...
furnish and fine
a little girl in a pretty dress
Is so demure and refine
She sits on the chair
A book on her hands
She has pretty ribbon on her hair
and black shiny Maryjane
A light flicker on during nightfall
and the doll house is lit so fine
a song is sung so lyrical
the little doll stand up to dance
I sit tied on a chair
looking up at a bunch of yellow hair
her eyes sightless but all aglare
the little doll is as big as I
A nightmare, yes I mentally scream
As she stoops and...
865 reads
11 Comments
Reaching for you
Gentle waves at the seashore
There you stood, a seashell on your hand
Your dreamy face the colour of wine
Washed by the blazing sunset
At that beach, staring towards the ocean
Lips in half smile, like petals
Caught in sweet repose
Your turquoise eyes stare
On that eternal shore
As the wind blow
My heart was ripped raw
With the sight of you
Building a sand castle
In my mind, a fluff
Of imagining, a subtle
Sweet dream, a vision
Outside my vision,
Some crabbed and shrimped ...
There you stood, a seashell on your hand
Your dreamy face the colour of wine
Washed by the blazing sunset
At that beach, staring towards the ocean
Lips in half smile, like petals
Caught in sweet repose
Your turquoise eyes stare
On that eternal shore
As the wind blow
My heart was ripped raw
With the sight of you
Building a sand castle
In my mind, a fluff
Of imagining, a subtle
Sweet dream, a vision
Outside my vision,
Some crabbed and shrimped ...
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Just Me
Wilted flower
Symbol of me
Signs of forever
in sweet love's quest..
Illusions
through broken glasses
a thousand reflections
of heart broken
and me
Symbol of me
Signs of forever
in sweet love's quest..
Illusions
through broken glasses
a thousand reflections
of heart broken
and me
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A Graceful Prayer
Show me mercy o Lord
That I may not murder, and I may live
Teach me compassion, God
That I may not kill, that I may survive
This hatred born of love
When reaper reaped my betrothed
Thus denied his embrace
Denied the sowing of his seeds
That I may not murder, and I may live
Teach me compassion, God
That I may not kill, that I may survive
This hatred born of love
When reaper reaped my betrothed
Thus denied his embrace
Denied the sowing of his seeds
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The Screaming
Screams no longer human
ripped from her throat
Howls of unbearable pain
as he cuts and cuts
I watch
silently
against a pillar, tied tight
eyes tapped open to see
her slowly being sliced
from head to toe
blood flows copiously
I watch silently
this girl who used to be
so young and pretty
I just watch
and wait
for my turn, you see
she is next to me
The madman looks at me
Smiles and approaches
I scream too
ripped from her throat
Howls of unbearable pain
as he cuts and cuts
I watch
silently
against a pillar, tied tight
eyes tapped open to see
her slowly being sliced
from head to toe
blood flows copiously
I watch silently
this girl who used to be
so young and pretty
I just watch
and wait
for my turn, you see
she is next to me
The madman looks at me
Smiles and approaches
I scream too
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Beloved
He embraces me in the dark of night
Giving me his essence with his rod
Channelling into me his hard might
Pumping hard into me, his seeds
The bright dawn illuminate the world
Dancing light on the tree tops
Soughing breeze caressing the woods
Walking with me, he holds my hands
Darkness in his eyes reflects
Nothing, but his fiery lusts
As he rides me into oblivion
This lover, this strange man
For night brings his mighty sword
To cleave the hidden cleft
With the brightness of the world
Show his cherubic...
Giving me his essence with his rod
Channelling into me his hard might
Pumping hard into me, his seeds
The bright dawn illuminate the world
Dancing light on the tree tops
Soughing breeze caressing the woods
Walking with me, he holds my hands
Darkness in his eyes reflects
Nothing, but his fiery lusts
As he rides me into oblivion
This lover, this strange man
For night brings his mighty sword
To cleave the hidden cleft
With the brightness of the world
Show his cherubic...
890 reads
3 Comments
Eulogy
1283 reads
8 Comments
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