Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
The Fourth Estate
the ink like blood flows thick
seeping and bleeding onto whiteness
innocence trapped within cracks
flowing in glee into unread stories
chasing whispers, screams and laughter
in thin air imagined a killing fields
ever alert eyes and ears ever eager
a vulture to news picking the carrion
there are truths and lies assumptions
to be untrue for the masses but the rest
wants the white bone to shaved off flesh
to scrutinize to grumble about or to airy chat
headlines scream blatantly on the screen
the...
seeping and bleeding onto whiteness
innocence trapped within cracks
flowing in glee into unread stories
chasing whispers, screams and laughter
in thin air imagined a killing fields
ever alert eyes and ears ever eager
a vulture to news picking the carrion
there are truths and lies assumptions
to be untrue for the masses but the rest
wants the white bone to shaved off flesh
to scrutinize to grumble about or to airy chat
headlines scream blatantly on the screen
the...
#LifeAsAWriter
158 reads
11 Comments
Dreams of Autumn
aeries in glades continue to dance
to memories of sunny days and blooms passed
but darker shadows are arrived
mantles to the spirit of Fall
the sighs of breeze through the trees
shedding their beauty to the ground
standing stark among evergreens
with branches like anguished claws
warmth of the hearth embrace
call the beloved to their home
watching the last leaf of autumn
makes it way to the ground below
to memories of sunny days and blooms passed
but darker shadows are arrived
mantles to the spirit of Fall
the sighs of breeze through the trees
shedding their beauty to the ground
standing stark among evergreens
with branches like anguished claws
warmth of the hearth embrace
call the beloved to their home
watching the last leaf of autumn
makes it way to the ground below
#IMissYou
162 reads
10 Comments
A Sunset, A Passing and Remembrance
our youthful steps printed on the sand
when we wandered on this beach
we were young and invincible
youth upon our wings we dared to soar
we wandered watching many sunsets
admiring the hues of the sky
reflecting on the sea in many colours
we walked, sharing our dreams
we made promises never to forget
the times together cups of tea
shared on tables with scrabble blocks
crumbs of biscuits on table cloth
death a thief stole your golden days
life that led us in its winding highways
parted us in crossroads...
when we wandered on this beach
we were young and invincible
youth upon our wings we dared to soar
we wandered watching many sunsets
admiring the hues of the sky
reflecting on the sea in many colours
we walked, sharing our dreams
we made promises never to forget
the times together cups of tea
shared on tables with scrabble blocks
crumbs of biscuits on table cloth
death a thief stole your golden days
life that led us in its winding highways
parted us in crossroads...
#death
#sister
154 reads
6 Comments
A Ghost of a Rose
what do you say when its over
how do you form the words
to reach those gone forever
down that long winding road
can they see you
or feel you when you weep
will they weep too
or will they just stay asleep
there's an empty tea cup
next to an empty plate here tonight
my prayers and my hope
you're somewhere happy and warm
how do you form the words
to reach those gone forever
down that long winding road
can they see you
or feel you when you weep
will they weep too
or will they just stay asleep
there's an empty tea cup
next to an empty plate here tonight
my prayers and my hope
you're somewhere happy and warm
#death
#grief
169 reads
16 Comments
Marks
while you were sleeping
There's silence
dusts
I can't keep
wiping
Candle at the window
come home wanderer
follow the light to the door
warmth of the hearth
heart beats there
the candle flickers
the hearth is warm
the heart beats
return o'wanderer
the owls that hoot from trees beyond
show you a fantastic world
though only you can see...
within the cracks of time and space
you marvel in sights that none can glimpse
time to return
please
A heart on...
There's silence
dusts
I can't keep
wiping
Candle at the window
come home wanderer
follow the light to the door
warmth of the hearth
heart beats there
the candle flickers
the hearth is warm
the heart beats
return o'wanderer
the owls that hoot from trees beyond
show you a fantastic world
though only you can see...
within the cracks of time and space
you marvel in sights that none can glimpse
time to return
please
A heart on...
#sadness
#strength
177 reads
8 Comments
The Train
I took the train again
to see if you'd be there
all I heard were complaints
from passengers about the delay
to reach the next station
for relatives were waiting there
I wonder
will you be on this train one day?
to see if you'd be there
all I heard were complaints
from passengers about the delay
to reach the next station
for relatives were waiting there
I wonder
will you be on this train one day?
#WritingPoetry
186 reads
15 Comments
The Apprentice
the dark lord's young apprentice
his eyes full of hope for promises
made by the lord's dark whispers
of dark magic and adventures
he stood in shadows deep
listening for the presence
of he who promised to keep
the appointment in his essence
A dance of whispers began
and his lord did appear
but the night deceived his mind
for his lord was a lady fair
her full lips red that curled with sin
her eyes red tinged with emerald green
her breasts firm full and round
waiting for a lover's hand
...
his eyes full of hope for promises
made by the lord's dark whispers
of dark magic and adventures
he stood in shadows deep
listening for the presence
of he who promised to keep
the appointment in his essence
A dance of whispers began
and his lord did appear
but the night deceived his mind
for his lord was a lady fair
her full lips red that curled with sin
her eyes red tinged with emerald green
her breasts firm full and round
waiting for a lover's hand
...
#vampires
207 reads
4 Comments
Just Alice
the colours swirls in that garden
where Alice so curious wandered
parting flowers that sang and sway
she saw the most curious display
a table set with cups teapots that screamed
three creatures in silvery beams
laughed and cackled so loudly
even as Alice approached boldly
come join us for tea
the Mad Hatter said with glee
rubbing his hands on a pot
trying to clear a bloody spot
Alice stared and gasped with fright
for on the table was the queen's head
with her crown still on it so tight ...
where Alice so curious wandered
parting flowers that sang and sway
she saw the most curious display
a table set with cups teapots that screamed
three creatures in silvery beams
laughed and cackled so loudly
even as Alice approached boldly
come join us for tea
the Mad Hatter said with glee
rubbing his hands on a pot
trying to clear a bloody spot
Alice stared and gasped with fright
for on the table was the queen's head
with her crown still on it so tight ...
#WritingPoetry
164 reads
8 Comments
Dreamland Fantasy
There, shadows dwell in a world beneath
as whispered spell where creatures glide
bound together in eternal graceful dance
hues of wonder that mesmerise
they bloom so well so vibrantly
coral gardens with anemones
as in dreamlike enchantment vividly
life thrives in this hidden paradise
on every nooks the shells gleam
silent tales of history a dreamer's dream
bioluminescent light in the caverns
light them up like a King's regal room
laughter echoes songs of souls
in embrace of this fantastical domain ...
as whispered spell where creatures glide
bound together in eternal graceful dance
hues of wonder that mesmerise
they bloom so well so vibrantly
coral gardens with anemones
as in dreamlike enchantment vividly
life thrives in this hidden paradise
on every nooks the shells gleam
silent tales of history a dreamer's dream
bioluminescent light in the caverns
light them up like a King's regal room
laughter echoes songs of souls
in embrace of this fantastical domain ...
#dreams
#sea
195 reads
12 Comments
Don't Linger On
your ego swells in mirrors
deep within you bask in your pride
your self love are like shadows
a selfishness you cannot hide
your charm is like an after shave
all stuck in you on you and around
you look so gallant and brave
you smile with an air of elegance
you think everything is about you
the sad songs from the radio
the clouds of white on blue
the poem about love so true
sometimes you pass by
giving me that tiny smile
as if its a favour bestowed
a smile for one as I
I smile back, but its...
deep within you bask in your pride
your self love are like shadows
a selfishness you cannot hide
your charm is like an after shave
all stuck in you on you and around
you look so gallant and brave
you smile with an air of elegance
you think everything is about you
the sad songs from the radio
the clouds of white on blue
the poem about love so true
sometimes you pass by
giving me that tiny smile
as if its a favour bestowed
a smile for one as I
I smile back, but its...
#hypocrisy
#vanity
175 reads
14 Comments
Wreaths
I pretend to be cheerful
smiling as I wake up
shadows still linger softly
filling up the empty space.
as delicate and bright flowers
placed in vases to slowly die
wreaths at the door for remembrance
during the cold silence of the night
I pretend to be cheerful
I really want to be happy
reveling with each gusts of wind
or the cascades of rain
I feel the whisper of falling petals
the soft sighs of dead falling leaves
saying goodbye to life that was
but you haven't heard my goodbye yet
...
smiling as I wake up
shadows still linger softly
filling up the empty space.
as delicate and bright flowers
placed in vases to slowly die
wreaths at the door for remembrance
during the cold silence of the night
I pretend to be cheerful
I really want to be happy
reveling with each gusts of wind
or the cascades of rain
I feel the whisper of falling petals
the soft sighs of dead falling leaves
saying goodbye to life that was
but you haven't heard my goodbye yet
...
#death
#memories
160 reads
12 Comments
Those were the days
Those were the days
when we laughed and danced
running in sunlit fields
with our head full of dreams
Those were the days
when we didn't care
if our whispers weren't soft
and we didn't pray
Those were the days
when we counted the stars
when our hearts raced
with every adventure
Those were the days
we indulged in endless play
time stood still for us to build
pretty sandcastles everywhere
Those were the days
when our love began
subtle touch and stolen glances
we...
when we laughed and danced
running in sunlit fields
with our head full of dreams
Those were the days
when we didn't care
if our whispers weren't soft
and we didn't pray
Those were the days
when we counted the stars
when our hearts raced
with every adventure
Those were the days
we indulged in endless play
time stood still for us to build
pretty sandcastles everywhere
Those were the days
when our love began
subtle touch and stolen glances
we...
#memories
161 reads
6 Comments
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