Submissions by Heart_of_Stone
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.
Between Yesterday and Tomorrow
I know it won't last
laying naked
not wanting to move
weeping
for this moment in time
that will be gone
gone the second I plan
living for tomorrow
instead of today
Laying here naked
peace invading my body
my spirit walking
through the sky
floating in the clouds
getting chilled
from cumulus dew
Laying naked
just because I can
there's no rhyme or reason
for moments of joy
and I weep
when they pass
even as I lose myself
in the serenity
existing
between...
laying naked
not wanting to move
weeping
for this moment in time
that will be gone
gone the second I plan
living for tomorrow
instead of today
Laying here naked
peace invading my body
my spirit walking
through the sky
floating in the clouds
getting chilled
from cumulus dew
Laying naked
just because I can
there's no rhyme or reason
for moments of joy
and I weep
when they pass
even as I lose myself
in the serenity
existing
between...
#bittersweet
#gratitude
#happiness
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Love Big and Small
Duck! - shouted in fear
as a dust mote collides with the wall
leaving behind an unholy din and a
microscopic crater of fractured paint
You reach out clutching a star
and set it on my brow
dining at the far end of the Milky Way
planets floating by towing banners
selling time shares on Alpha Centauri
Swimming on the ocean floor
compressed to the size of atoms
shyly dressing in electrons just to
watch street lights swim past
followed closely by very large teeth
returning home a little tired ...
as a dust mote collides with the wall
leaving behind an unholy din and a
microscopic crater of fractured paint
You reach out clutching a star
and set it on my brow
dining at the far end of the Milky Way
planets floating by towing banners
selling time shares on Alpha Centauri
Swimming on the ocean floor
compressed to the size of atoms
shyly dressing in electrons just to
watch street lights swim past
followed closely by very large teeth
returning home a little tired ...
#love
#scifi
#travel
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Hush
the silence of a falling snow
the sunrise caress of earth
the passage of clouds
an eagle soaring high above
the hush before a first kiss
your soft exhaled breath on skin
of a falling tear
in the vacuum left behind
my heart missing you
and the dreams once shared
of the life built together
silently weeping for what might have been
the sunrise caress of earth
the passage of clouds
an eagle soaring high above
the hush before a first kiss
your soft exhaled breath on skin
of a falling tear
in the vacuum left behind
my heart missing you
and the dreams once shared
of the life built together
silently weeping for what might have been
#heartbroken
#IMissYou
#love
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Written fro a Friend
Living life
self proclaimed
Born under the house of rebellion
And the sun/son of self restraint in retrograde
Pointing at your heart
here
aim right here
But life just laughs
taking the easy way out
wearing you down
Holding you under
choking on the vomit
spitting up sin
If you die of loneliness
would that be a suicide
Or just a forgotten tragedy
self proclaimed
Born under the house of rebellion
And the sun/son of self restraint in retrograde
Pointing at your heart
here
aim right here
But life just laughs
taking the easy way out
wearing you down
Holding you under
choking on the vomit
spitting up sin
If you die of loneliness
would that be a suicide
Or just a forgotten tragedy
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
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Reading the Future in Braille
I cry in my poems
I cried long ago
but all my sins are known
and the scars are healing except
the ones of my making.
I walk in the dark
but read the future in braille
missteps and curses aside
I'm doing just fine
now is all that matters
This place, this time, this now
holds the magic of our lives
and the simple joy
to be ourselves
we have always been free
Do not speak of love
nor talk of the soul
words of hidden chains
say instead ...
We are not blind to each other ...
I cried long ago
but all my sins are known
and the scars are healing except
the ones of my making.
I walk in the dark
but read the future in braille
missteps and curses aside
I'm doing just fine
now is all that matters
This place, this time, this now
holds the magic of our lives
and the simple joy
to be ourselves
we have always been free
Do not speak of love
nor talk of the soul
words of hidden chains
say instead ...
We are not blind to each other ...
#acceptance
#forgiveness
#love
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The Garden of My All Inclusive Domain
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 in gasps
And sad little imps seek ambulances
hoping the wait's not too long
at the treatment center for mischief's mischances
To live within this garden is more than it seems
surrounded by the magic of soil, imps, and growing things
with tendrils of green seeping into dreams
we have...
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 in gasps
And sad little imps seek ambulances
hoping the wait's not too long
at the treatment center for mischief's mischances
To live within this garden is more than it seems
surrounded by the magic of soil, imps, and growing things
with tendrils of green seeping into dreams
we have...
#beauty
#earth
#flowers
#home
#nature
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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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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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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
99 reads
1 Comment
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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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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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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