Submissions by Heart_of_Stone (Rachela)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
People lie watching love die, yet poetry sometimes tells the truth and at least pretends that love is still alive.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2024 11:10pm
20th Dec 2024 11:10pm
imps, demons, gardens, and gnomes
Little demons play hide and seek
beneath leaves and flowers and petals
Lilies and daffodils throw tiny stones
playing keep away from garden gnomes
My domain now suffers the aftermath
as flowers lay bent, breathing their last
And sad little imps seek ambulances
hoping the wait's not too long
at the treatment center of misused mischief
I am not not crazy, although never not sane
but live within this garden of delight
and the magic of soil, imps, and growing things
with tendrils of green seeping into dreams
...
beneath leaves and flowers and petals
Lilies and daffodils throw tiny stones
playing keep away from garden gnomes
My domain now suffers the aftermath
as flowers lay bent, breathing their last
And sad little imps seek ambulances
hoping the wait's not too long
at the treatment center of misused mischief
I am not not crazy, although never not sane
but live within this garden of delight
and the magic of soil, imps, and growing things
with tendrils of green seeping into dreams
...
#beauty
#earth
#flowers
#home
#nature
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 10:37pm
13th Dec 2024 10:37pm
Lets Talk
Let's talk about the sexes,
not the easy stuff
like breasts and butts,
nor should we talk abut what makes us tik
or thicc or quick .. on the draw
but the real gritty things
that have almost cost lives.
Guys don't fold,
they stuff and cram,
wad,
ram,
manhandle,
and jam.
Is it something they learned in high school
'Home Making 101 for Fools'
or maybe in shushed
talks with dad
Men don't let men fold clothes
Oh well,
and god help them,
unless there's a woman...
not the easy stuff
like breasts and butts,
nor should we talk abut what makes us tik
or thicc or quick .. on the draw
but the real gritty things
that have almost cost lives.
Guys don't fold,
they stuff and cram,
wad,
ram,
manhandle,
and jam.
Is it something they learned in high school
'Home Making 101 for Fools'
or maybe in shushed
talks with dad
Men don't let men fold clothes
Oh well,
and god help them,
unless there's a woman...
#home
#job
#relationships
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2024 10:55am
13th Nov 2024 10:55am
Gaia
The sun now rests
within the beating of my heart
life flowing outward, pulsing in my veins
on my left shoulder sits an ever changing moon
a serene and maddening unearthly glow
nighttime stars adorn my brow
a tiara of love, of knowledge, and wanderlust
Beneath my feet a sea grows green
tendrils of life mirroring galaxies
I balance on the cusp of time
watching life collide
in ever changing patterns to survive
I am mother
Gaia
midwife to strife
teacher, lover, prisoner enthralled ...
within the beating of my heart
life flowing outward, pulsing in my veins
on my left shoulder sits an ever changing moon
a serene and maddening unearthly glow
nighttime stars adorn my brow
a tiara of love, of knowledge, and wanderlust
Beneath my feet a sea grows green
tendrils of life mirroring galaxies
I balance on the cusp of time
watching life collide
in ever changing patterns to survive
I am mother
Gaia
midwife to strife
teacher, lover, prisoner enthralled ...
#earth
#environment
#spiritual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 11:43pm
17th Sep 2024 11:43pm
The Tyranny of Dawn
Please let me sleep
I beg the early rays of the sun
just five more minutes
to close my eyes
but dawn answers back
trumpets blaring
Wake up sleepyhead, wake!
I bring you a bright new day
and so, as if against my will
first one eye
and then the other
are pried open by soft morning light
Sighing, I grudgingly accept defeat
watching dew glistening
like diamonds on seas of green
early birds looking for earlier worms
wondering if worker bees
are happy being so busy
I think...
I beg the early rays of the sun
just five more minutes
to close my eyes
but dawn answers back
trumpets blaring
Wake up sleepyhead, wake!
I bring you a bright new day
and so, as if against my will
first one eye
and then the other
are pried open by soft morning light
Sighing, I grudgingly accept defeat
watching dew glistening
like diamonds on seas of green
early birds looking for earlier worms
wondering if worker bees
are happy being so busy
I think...
#coffee
#gratitude
#happiness
#hope
#morning
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 11:18pm
17th Sep 2024 11:18pm
Sacred Beauty Broken
people
are my religion
the ones
broken by society
the ones
that tried and failed
one more scar to claim
only to pick themselves up
over
and over again
these
people are sacred
the ones
honoring life
to find meaning
in the fight
living
in a state of grace
to stand within the storm
using their scars
as a roadmap to the stars
are my religion
the ones
broken by society
the ones
that tried and failed
one more scar to claim
only to pick themselves up
over
and over again
these
people are sacred
the ones
honoring life
to find meaning
in the fight
living
in a state of grace
to stand within the storm
using their scars
as a roadmap to the stars
#faith
#fate
#redemption
#spiritual
#tradition
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Aug 2024 2:10am
12th Aug 2024 2:10am
Einstein on my mind
It all began with molecules
joyfully escaping my coffee as steam
thinking about midnight suns
shining through the pinholes in the sky
Then I thought how trapped I am
my life revolving about your smile
as if spun by the gravity of suns
chasing the whiplash of the mind
How I chafe at this orbit of fate
hurtling through a star's mad dream
colliding like a megaton bomb
destroying the dinosaurs with love
with all my energy spend
my mass now resting on your breasts
the thought occurs...
joyfully escaping my coffee as steam
thinking about midnight suns
shining through the pinholes in the sky
Then I thought how trapped I am
my life revolving about your smile
as if spun by the gravity of suns
chasing the whiplash of the mind
How I chafe at this orbit of fate
hurtling through a star's mad dream
colliding like a megaton bomb
destroying the dinosaurs with love
with all my energy spend
my mass now resting on your breasts
the thought occurs...
#astronomy
#lover
#science
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Jun 2024 1:28am
28th Jun 2024 1:28am
I think it a shame
I think it a shame
that angels aren't chubby
with curving hips
and bouncing breasts
a soft and yielding touch
Feeling ashamed
for what men imagine
pretending to be coy
heaven forbid I flaunt
what god has given
The day is done
evening caresses an age
no longer can I be told
that my body's a sin
as love welcomes us in
that angels aren't chubby
with curving hips
and bouncing breasts
a soft and yielding touch
Feeling ashamed
for what men imagine
pretending to be coy
heaven forbid I flaunt
what god has given
The day is done
evening caresses an age
no longer can I be told
that my body's a sin
as love welcomes us in
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 9:23pm
19th Jun 2024 9:23pm
The sound of hugs
Some hugs are quiet
adagio
soft and slow
a warm interlude
that never intrudes
Some so full of love
they beguile the heart
like Scheherazade
my spirit awed
by the gentle vibrato
*smile and blush*
our hugs are different
tingling and electric
only later do I remember
the booming crescendo
of our hug
adagio
soft and slow
a warm interlude
that never intrudes
Some so full of love
they beguile the heart
like Scheherazade
my spirit awed
by the gentle vibrato
*smile and blush*
our hugs are different
tingling and electric
only later do I remember
the booming crescendo
of our hug
#love
#music
#romantic
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2024 1:41am
7th Jun 2024 1:41am
Tell Me
I'm not asking you fix me
so please don't even try
this doesn't mean I love you less
you are the beating of my heart
but this is my journey
that we all must travel alone
I do not mean to hurt you
tell me you understand
we are two separate spirits entwined
not one spirit to the end of time
So please just hold my hand
and wrap your arms around me
when life begins to flood
you are the raft I cling to
but some day I must learn to swim
Please tell me you'll set me free
if only to see me stumble ...
so please don't even try
this doesn't mean I love you less
you are the beating of my heart
but this is my journey
that we all must travel alone
I do not mean to hurt you
tell me you understand
we are two separate spirits entwined
not one spirit to the end of time
So please just hold my hand
and wrap your arms around me
when life begins to flood
you are the raft I cling to
but some day I must learn to swim
Please tell me you'll set me free
if only to see me stumble ...
#identity
#love
#PersonalGrowth
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2024 1:39am
7th Jun 2024 1:39am
The gravity of little things
Newton, Galileo
how did they get it so wrong
hoping planets won't fly off into space
believing the earth revolves around the sun
how do they explain the gravity of little things
my cat cratering into my lap at night
the gravitational force
of the coffee maker in the morning
and why do red lights seem to love me
whenever I'm in a hurry
how can science ever explain
the force of your smile
as my lips are drawn to yours
or the gravity of your beautiful eyes
as I'm pulled into magnetic storms of desire
a universal force...
how did they get it so wrong
hoping planets won't fly off into space
believing the earth revolves around the sun
how do they explain the gravity of little things
my cat cratering into my lap at night
the gravitational force
of the coffee maker in the morning
and why do red lights seem to love me
whenever I'm in a hurry
how can science ever explain
the force of your smile
as my lips are drawn to yours
or the gravity of your beautiful eyes
as I'm pulled into magnetic storms of desire
a universal force...
#love
#lover
#science
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th May 2024 8:19pm
6th May 2024 8:19pm
Hummingbird Feeders and Men
Oh, how I love them seeking my nectar
making me feel wanted and desirable
and such joy watching the beating of wings
as they try outdistancing introspection
but eventually i grow tired of the constant need
to appease the images of their minds
even that would be ok if they could put two
emotional thoughts together at the same time
I still put sugar water out in the feeder
knowing what I'll attract and sometimes not caring
I'm far from perfect or self-sufficient
needing the attention as much as they need me
so we all win on this...
making me feel wanted and desirable
and such joy watching the beating of wings
as they try outdistancing introspection
but eventually i grow tired of the constant need
to appease the images of their minds
even that would be ok if they could put two
emotional thoughts together at the same time
I still put sugar water out in the feeder
knowing what I'll attract and sometimes not caring
I'm far from perfect or self-sufficient
needing the attention as much as they need me
so we all win on this...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Apr 2024 5:51pm
10th Apr 2024 5:51pm
Zombie Love (Watching Late Night Horror Movies)
I will hold your anger in my heart
until my rib-cage bursts apart and
in the pulsing of my blood on the floor
you find love flowing in your veins
in that moment we are transformed
and no longer deformed in
the hideous shapes of the mind
I am your mirror as you are mine
look! and be amazed
where once crawled darkness and evil
stands tall a monster all of mine
feast on my heart, my lungs, my kidneys
let me be inside you until the end of time
gnaw on the ribs that once supported breasts ...
until my rib-cage bursts apart and
in the pulsing of my blood on the floor
you find love flowing in your veins
in that moment we are transformed
and no longer deformed in
the hideous shapes of the mind
I am your mirror as you are mine
look! and be amazed
where once crawled darkness and evil
stands tall a monster all of mine
feast on my heart, my lungs, my kidneys
let me be inside you until the end of time
gnaw on the ribs that once supported breasts ...
#love
#horror
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