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.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Feb 2024 11:02am
27th Feb 2024 11:02am
The meaning of me
Far away
from a life that was
I had job and cats and sex
and my shoes
in neat little rows
high heels to practical flats
I loved the normalcy of life
comforted by the routine
Until I saw a spark of the divine
hiding in the corner of a stranger's eye
for once seen
could never be unseen
infectious longing and desire
hoping to discover something more
and find the meaning of me
So much has changed
since that apocryphal day
living within the chaos of life
everything is different
yet still...
from a life that was
I had job and cats and sex
and my shoes
in neat little rows
high heels to practical flats
I loved the normalcy of life
comforted by the routine
Until I saw a spark of the divine
hiding in the corner of a stranger's eye
for once seen
could never be unseen
infectious longing and desire
hoping to discover something more
and find the meaning of me
So much has changed
since that apocryphal day
living within the chaos of life
everything is different
yet still...
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
135 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Feb 2024 7:39pm
12th Feb 2024 7:39pm
Miracles
I made it to work by nine
actually enjoyed my day
with interesting conversations
and no one cursed my name
I remembered everything
on the grocery list I left at home
and someone left me flowers
just to say hello
Cat , just 'cat'
didn't put a run in my nylons
dinner was really simple
and tasted divine
Rose petals were in the bath
candles burning all around
sex was passionate, soft and gentle
and sensual as can be
Miracles happen
in the most unexpected ways
at least that's what I've...
actually enjoyed my day
with interesting conversations
and no one cursed my name
I remembered everything
on the grocery list I left at home
and someone left me flowers
just to say hello
Cat , just 'cat'
didn't put a run in my nylons
dinner was really simple
and tasted divine
Rose petals were in the bath
candles burning all around
sex was passionate, soft and gentle
and sensual as can be
Miracles happen
in the most unexpected ways
at least that's what I've...
#hope
105 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2024 9:20pm
8th Feb 2024 9:20pm
Birds of Prey
A mouse in a field
hiding from birds of prey
doing what it must
just to survive
A women on a street corner
looking at her feet
pretending
she's invisible
avoiding birds of prey
A little girl being fearless
in her innocence
of man
where oh where can she be
...
hiding from birds of prey
doing what it must
just to survive
A women on a street corner
looking at her feet
pretending
she's invisible
avoiding birds of prey
A little girl being fearless
in her innocence
of man
where oh where can she be
...
#women
#ghosts
#fear
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Feb 2024 5:17pm
7th Feb 2024 5:17pm
The ghost of flowers
I cut some flowers today
roses to make the house smell pretty
but I could feel them dying
oozing life
and withering by slow degree
.
The same way our relationship died
in agonizing adagio
we saw it coming
working to keep our love alive
.
It takes a long time for love to wither
even longer
when you deny it's dying
six months living with a ghost
.
I'd...
#love
#heartbroken
#ghosts
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2024 11:51pm
24th Jan 2024 11:51pm
If only she could remember when ...
An old women on her knees
scrubbing floors and dreaming
remembering men
and being free
always fighting the good fight
in endless need to wield the sword
and a yearning in the ache of her bones
to change the world
If only she could remember when
this, the purpose of her life
with erudite rants against
capitalism, communism, chauvinism
and all the the other isms
until one day
she was just too old to care
only wanting to be warm
with old age her only company
If only she could remember when
she...
scrubbing floors and dreaming
remembering men
and being free
always fighting the good fight
in endless need to wield the sword
and a yearning in the ache of her bones
to change the world
If only she could remember when
this, the purpose of her life
with erudite rants against
capitalism, communism, chauvinism
and all the the other isms
until one day
she was just too old to care
only wanting to be warm
with old age her only company
If only she could remember when
she...
#loneliness
#aging
#bittersweet
139 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jul 2023 3:58am
27th Jul 2023 3:58am
The Walking Dead
I should have died
the moment I saw my future without you
for all intent and purpose I am dead to the world
through all the arid years of my life
I found you
but it was not enough
love is never enough to carry the weight of angry tears
and I found myself crippled and blind
if you live with a disability
it becomes part of you
you begin to think of being broken as whole
until the day the mirror reflects the bandages of you mind
you claw at the gauze glued to festering sores
ripping at the dressing,
pieces...
the moment I saw my future without you
for all intent and purpose I am dead to the world
through all the arid years of my life
I found you
but it was not enough
love is never enough to carry the weight of angry tears
and I found myself crippled and blind
if you live with a disability
it becomes part of you
you begin to think of being broken as whole
until the day the mirror reflects the bandages of you mind
you claw at the gauze glued to festering sores
ripping at the dressing,
pieces...
#breakup
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5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Jun 2022 5:04pm
15th Jun 2022 5:04pm
The Color of my Soul
With this knife of bone
torn from my rib
I hold in shaking fist
and aimed toward my heart
my hands sweaty and cold
I plunge
like a lovers trust
deep into my heart of stone
self hatred and anger
refusing to die
with this offering of sacrificial blood
on the alter of my sins
dear god let this purify my soul
I so very much want to live
without self loathing
unchained by hate
red the color of my soul ...
torn from my rib
I hold in shaking fist
and aimed toward my heart
my hands sweaty and cold
I plunge
like a lovers trust
deep into my heart of stone
self hatred and anger
refusing to die
with this offering of sacrificial blood
on the alter of my sins
dear god let this purify my soul
I so very much want to live
without self loathing
unchained by hate
red the color of my soul ...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#disappointment
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2022 8:41pm
14th Jun 2022 8:41pm
Weeds Dreaming of Trees
a seed grows in the dark
just waking up
roots digging deep
the first leaves seeking the sun
earth magic
the miracle of life
to dream of reaching the sky
but the seed now growing is just a weed
hidden in an immense green sea
tough and resilient
fighting to survive
I am that weed
overlooked and ignored
as we look to the cathedral above
yet I'm imbued with magic too
as part of the cosmic dance
and...
just waking up
roots digging deep
the first leaves seeking the sun
earth magic
the miracle of life
to dream of reaching the sky
but the seed now growing is just a weed
hidden in an immense green sea
tough and resilient
fighting to survive
I am that weed
overlooked and ignored
as we look to the cathedral above
yet I'm imbued with magic too
as part of the cosmic dance
and...
#happiness
#strength
#hope
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2022 7:49pm
10th Jun 2022 7:49pm
Secret Smile
A friend was in trouble
rent and job and bills
and that useless ex of hers
- so I brought wine
you know the red kind
which didn't taste all that great at first
but the second glass was smoother
and the third was positively divine
- but I digress
which happens when I'm drunk
- so we were just sitting on the couch
talking about nothing really
just being friends
when she leaned close and kissed me
a tentative kiss...
rent and job and bills
and that useless ex of hers
- so I brought wine
you know the red kind
which didn't taste all that great at first
but the second glass was smoother
and the third was positively divine
- but I digress
which happens when I'm drunk
- so we were just sitting on the couch
talking about nothing really
just being friends
when she leaned close and kissed me
a tentative kiss...
#happiness
#love
#relationships #bisexual
#relationships #bisexual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th May 2022 9:12am
29th May 2022 9:12am
A Wing and a Prayer
I don't have a master plan
except chaos and hope
which really isn't much of a plan
I use intuition
chocolate, and music
and a well defined bullshit meter
to help me make it through the day
mornings are the best
waking up slow
smelling coffee in the air
maybe there's a croissant left in the frig
(nope, so much for hope)
sitting by my window
watching squirrels eat all the bird's food
being dive bombed by jays
sunlight through dirty windows ...
except chaos and hope
which really isn't much of a plan
I use intuition
chocolate, and music
and a well defined bullshit meter
to help me make it through the day
mornings are the best
waking up slow
smelling coffee in the air
maybe there's a croissant left in the frig
(nope, so much for hope)
sitting by my window
watching squirrels eat all the bird's food
being dive bombed by jays
sunlight through dirty windows ...
#love
#hope
294 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th May 2022 9:01pm
10th May 2022 9:01pm
Contented, demented, and fermented
I am not fat
positively not flat
and my shape is where it's at
so I'm happy with these curves
like rich hors d'oeuvres
and judging by your ogling eyes
you like my figure just fine
a full bodied wine
ripening on the vine
the sensual softness in bed
seems to leave you brain-dead
you know you can't break me
heaven knows you've tried
broken furniture is our pride
this cowgirl can ride
head in a swirl
blushing like a girl
I...
positively not flat
and my shape is where it's at
so I'm happy with these curves
like rich hors d'oeuvres
and judging by your ogling eyes
you like my figure just fine
a full bodied wine
ripening on the vine
the sensual softness in bed
seems to leave you brain-dead
you know you can't break me
heaven knows you've tried
broken furniture is our pride
this cowgirl can ride
head in a swirl
blushing like a girl
I...
#love
#SelfDiscovery
#passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd May 2022 7:28pm
3rd May 2022 7:28pm
Oh Shit it's too Late
Damn
I have a run in my hose
my slip is showing
I'm just a little bit drunk
and more than a little horny
feeling kind of cute and flirty
- I want you to take me home
but you have to earn it
do not speak of eternal love
just love in the night
I want your passion
not emotional compassion
- god how I feel alive
skin tingling and nipples hard
you smell of sweat and aftershave ...
I have a run in my hose
my slip is showing
I'm just a little bit drunk
and more than a little horny
feeling kind of cute and flirty
- I want you to take me home
but you have to earn it
do not speak of eternal love
just love in the night
I want your passion
not emotional compassion
- god how I feel alive
skin tingling and nipples hard
you smell of sweat and aftershave ...
#FallingInLove
#passion
357 reads
2 Comments
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