Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2024 9:16pm
25th Jun 2024 9:16pm
Attended
Gabe, did you hear
your poems read so clear
do you feel the cold
in the morning mists in the mountains
Do you hear the birds at dawn
can you caress the passing fawn
did you hug Blue the cat today
did you feed the family of deer
I read your poems again yesterday
silently immersed in life once was
wishing to send you photographs
but you left no forwarding address
I miss you
I dreamt of you
I heard your voice
in the landscape of my dream
your poems read so clear
do you feel the cold
in the morning mists in the mountains
Do you hear the birds at dawn
can you caress the passing fawn
did you hug Blue the cat today
did you feed the family of deer
I read your poems again yesterday
silently immersed in life once was
wishing to send you photographs
but you left no forwarding address
I miss you
I dreamt of you
I heard your voice
in the landscape of my dream
#memories
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2024 4:02pm
25th Jun 2024 4:02pm
Gambols and Groans
gambol a gambol at the meadow
smelling the tree stumps of mildew
rest supine on year long pine needles
not thinking much life is simple
sheep on narrow path
to the top of the hill
envying watches ticking
tireless unlike puffing goats
there's hope there yet
where heartbeats in rhythms
uphold the tired mortal
not spilled magenta liquid
on roadside
awaiting scrappers
to pick up the squished parts
un-baptised to the graves
smelling the tree stumps of mildew
rest supine on year long pine needles
not thinking much life is simple
sheep on narrow path
to the top of the hill
envying watches ticking
tireless unlike puffing goats
there's hope there yet
where heartbeats in rhythms
uphold the tired mortal
not spilled magenta liquid
on roadside
awaiting scrappers
to pick up the squished parts
un-baptised to the graves
#jealousy
169 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
24th Jun 2024 3:31pm
24th Jun 2024 3:31pm
Shadows and Inebriant
he was in a tavern dimly lit
pie-faced drunk smelling of piss
holding a cigar though unlit
his tepid whiskey at half glass
he said he was a bard of yore
and sang songs off-key
about adventures, being the hero
he giggled often with glee
he often fell from his chair
yelling at the oncoming floor
that hurt his face as he fell
a spectacle for all to see
he spoke to his shadow
for no one cared about him
none reacted to his laughter
for his laughter was not for company
a past dwelled behind his...
pie-faced drunk smelling of piss
holding a cigar though unlit
his tepid whiskey at half glass
he said he was a bard of yore
and sang songs off-key
about adventures, being the hero
he giggled often with glee
he often fell from his chair
yelling at the oncoming floor
that hurt his face as he fell
a spectacle for all to see
he spoke to his shadow
for no one cared about him
none reacted to his laughter
for his laughter was not for company
a past dwelled behind his...
#alcohol
#WritingPoetry
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Jun 2024 8:56pm
20th Jun 2024 8:56pm
The Ghosts' unshared Story
shadows breed in twilight realms
there secrets blurred within boundaries
between light and darkness
whispered unfulfilled promises
there ghosts wander listlessly
not so white but faded grey
they look for wisps of promises
made by cruel lying lovers
in spectral robes perpetually blown
by invisible wind unfelt by some
their anguished cries for redemption
are moans when heard by fleshed humans
they weave their stories
between the shining moon
and the grey oncoming morn
spectral figures sorrow torn ...
there secrets blurred within boundaries
between light and darkness
whispered unfulfilled promises
there ghosts wander listlessly
not so white but faded grey
they look for wisps of promises
made by cruel lying lovers
in spectral robes perpetually blown
by invisible wind unfelt by some
their anguished cries for redemption
are moans when heard by fleshed humans
they weave their stories
between the shining moon
and the grey oncoming morn
spectral figures sorrow torn ...
#dark
#death
#fiction
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Jun 2024 7:29am
20th Jun 2024 7:29am
Lower Decibel
the messages muffled
seeping up as passageways
under mounds of anthills
whispers as evil black geysers
they groan lustfully for life
fingernails broken clawing dirt
made out of dead leaves
eruptions of growling bubbling lava
it's a death note of vengeance
from the old grey mound
of flesh dead and decomposed
wriggles of maggots dancers
stare into the face
of your inevitability
so take no pride
in your beauty
seeping up as passageways
under mounds of anthills
whispers as evil black geysers
they groan lustfully for life
fingernails broken clawing dirt
made out of dead leaves
eruptions of growling bubbling lava
it's a death note of vengeance
from the old grey mound
of flesh dead and decomposed
wriggles of maggots dancers
stare into the face
of your inevitability
so take no pride
in your beauty
#death
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jun 2024 1:22pm
15th Jun 2024 1:22pm
The Key
the key into the depth of her soul
where the shadows of the past exist
the shadows dance with eerie music
the padded room had slashed walls
they peek in with curiosity
they want so much to touch
and prod and poke
does she exists beyond the ethereal
the key is hidden away in her mind
a word spoken a soft touch
there is flickering hope in the abyss
there demons dwell dancing with her mind
the key is stuck within
words like thorns embedded
in wounds oozing pus
the key is called Compassion
where the shadows of the past exist
the shadows dance with eerie music
the padded room had slashed walls
they peek in with curiosity
they want so much to touch
and prod and poke
does she exists beyond the ethereal
the key is hidden away in her mind
a word spoken a soft touch
there is flickering hope in the abyss
there demons dwell dancing with her mind
the key is stuck within
words like thorns embedded
in wounds oozing pus
the key is called Compassion
#anger
#MentalHealth
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jun 2024 12:49pm
15th Jun 2024 12:49pm
Behind Dark Doorways
standing in the darkest shadows
played on by the moonlit night
through the shadowed windows
I, a haunting presence stuck in time
darkness reigns and shivers
in emptiness of my haunting presence
and I stand still unseen, unknown, unheard
just energy where souls have flown
I whisper my story in the empty halls
where spirits linger as darkness falls
once I was whole a pretty lass
in love with him love of my life
I adored even his shadow
longed for his company
pined for his loving embrace
he was my all...
played on by the moonlit night
through the shadowed windows
I, a haunting presence stuck in time
darkness reigns and shivers
in emptiness of my haunting presence
and I stand still unseen, unknown, unheard
just energy where souls have flown
I whisper my story in the empty halls
where spirits linger as darkness falls
once I was whole a pretty lass
in love with him love of my life
I adored even his shadow
longed for his company
pined for his loving embrace
he was my all...
#ghosts
#WritingPoetry
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STORY POEM
Published
14th Jun 2024 2:16pm
14th Jun 2024 2:16pm
The Alphabet Game
As I approached you slowly
By the river you waited patiently
Casually watching me
Daring me to come closer
Ethereal light shone on you
Fair and elegant standing tall
Gracefully you waved at me
Handsome and attractive
In fact I was instantly smitten
Just watching you as you stood there
Kissed by the dappled sunrays
Lovingly caressed by the breeze
Magical feelings when we touched
Nothing could compare to the feeling
Only in dreams have I experienced
Peace and love that engulfed me
...
By the river you waited patiently
Casually watching me
Daring me to come closer
Ethereal light shone on you
Fair and elegant standing tall
Gracefully you waved at me
Handsome and attractive
In fact I was instantly smitten
Just watching you as you stood there
Kissed by the dappled sunrays
Lovingly caressed by the breeze
Magical feelings when we touched
Nothing could compare to the feeling
Only in dreams have I experienced
Peace and love that engulfed me
...
#lover
#nature
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2024 1:34pm
14th Jun 2024 1:34pm
Father
was there a time when gentleness
touched our body and soul as children
was there a time when goodness
and love was felt from his hands
betrayed his spouse and deeply hurt
all the children left sad and distraught
heavy hands with drunken breath
cowering in corners we grieved
we grieved for the death of our love
we cried for the loss of our respect
we mourned his untold despair
for his unhappiness and shame
his short affairs to assure himself
his abusive ways to show control
sadly he lost us all
as we...
touched our body and soul as children
was there a time when goodness
and love was felt from his hands
betrayed his spouse and deeply hurt
all the children left sad and distraught
heavy hands with drunken breath
cowering in corners we grieved
we grieved for the death of our love
we cried for the loss of our respect
we mourned his untold despair
for his unhappiness and shame
his short affairs to assure himself
his abusive ways to show control
sadly he lost us all
as we...
#childhood
#father
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jun 2024 3:10pm
9th Jun 2024 3:10pm
The Eagle's Scream
where chaos reign with evil
and darkness harbours angels
in the perpetual celestial battle
children of light with fallen brothers
where beacons of light
the clashes of angels righteous swords
the good and everything right
fights with all pleasures and delight
the voice of reason pure and bright
Illumination of heaven's holy light
piercing through the hearts
of man wishing to do right
and from the skies
rumbles the thunder to announce
the beginning of the end
the coming of the alpha and omega
...
and darkness harbours angels
in the perpetual celestial battle
children of light with fallen brothers
where beacons of light
the clashes of angels righteous swords
the good and everything right
fights with all pleasures and delight
the voice of reason pure and bright
Illumination of heaven's holy light
piercing through the hearts
of man wishing to do right
and from the skies
rumbles the thunder to announce
the beginning of the end
the coming of the alpha and omega
...
#faith
#spiritual
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jun 2024 2:36pm
9th Jun 2024 2:36pm
My Ultimate Fantasy
I often stray into my fantasy
an island paradise where I live and play
Where all manner of fruit trees flourish and waters cascade
and I alone savouring my own company
It is my sanctuary of peace, a tranquil retreat
fruits so sweet luscious between my teeth
I swim in waterfalls thundering their might
where I belong in my days and nights
I sit near a serene pond
where colourful fishes dance unseen
their scales shimmer against sun's golden light
a beautiful and mesmerising sight
My bamboo home so cosy with palm...
an island paradise where I live and play
Where all manner of fruit trees flourish and waters cascade
and I alone savouring my own company
It is my sanctuary of peace, a tranquil retreat
fruits so sweet luscious between my teeth
I swim in waterfalls thundering their might
where I belong in my days and nights
I sit near a serene pond
where colourful fishes dance unseen
their scales shimmer against sun's golden light
a beautiful and mesmerising sight
My bamboo home so cosy with palm...
#dreams
#WritingPoetry
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jun 2024 6:07pm
7th Jun 2024 6:07pm
Brief Sojourn with Adagio
poultice to soothe soul
arches of decadence
basting the dusk's noir
evening falls on wasted mountains
dark covers at nights of souls
the pen clearly thumb
depravity pale blue gums
lusting noir shadows
clouds over the valley so deep
rain waters eager tree tops
in seance with shadows
fate to dilate peignoir
dust to ashes blow
scents of frangipani soothe
caressing thoughts of past spring
vagrant in nature
the fragrance of falling woo
less the whispering
...
arches of decadence
basting the dusk's noir
evening falls on wasted mountains
dark covers at nights of souls
the pen clearly thumb
depravity pale blue gums
lusting noir shadows
clouds over the valley so deep
rain waters eager tree tops
in seance with shadows
fate to dilate peignoir
dust to ashes blow
scents of frangipani soothe
caressing thoughts of past spring
vagrant in nature
the fragrance of falling woo
less the whispering
...
#WritingPoetry
194 reads
10 Comments
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