Submissions by Her
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Poet Introduction
I'm not for everyone.
Random Dirty Diary Thoughts...
It's funny what you find when a sheet of paper you don't recognize slides onto the floor...
I tried, but there’s no escaping emotions.
I think you’re afraid of me talking you into doing something you already want to do.
There’s something about the look in a man’s eyes when his approval and desire are made known.
He had command of my body. I immediately became submissive when he was above me, looking into the depths of my eyes.
What’s a girl supposed to do when she falls in love? ...
I tried, but there’s no escaping emotions.
I think you’re afraid of me talking you into doing something you already want to do.
There’s something about the look in a man’s eyes when his approval and desire are made known.
He had command of my body. I immediately became submissive when he was above me, looking into the depths of my eyes.
What’s a girl supposed to do when she falls in love? ...
#BDSM
#erotic
#passion #sexy
#passion #sexy
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Wonderful You
You lift my spirits when I’m down
Your friendship means the world to me
You’re the light in the sky
The dark fantasies I don’t hide
You know what I desire
How to tame me
How to let me roam free
Your words captivate
You know just how to get my attention
How to let my mind play
And you live a world away
Our friendship will never see the light of day
Perhaps that’s why it works so well
You did what I could never imagine
You sent poem number one thousand today
Who does that?
The man who’s heart knows mine, that’s who...
Your friendship means the world to me
You’re the light in the sky
The dark fantasies I don’t hide
You know what I desire
How to tame me
How to let me roam free
Your words captivate
You know just how to get my attention
How to let my mind play
And you live a world away
Our friendship will never see the light of day
Perhaps that’s why it works so well
You did what I could never imagine
You sent poem number one thousand today
Who does that?
The man who’s heart knows mine, that’s who...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#friendship
#gratitude
#happiness
#PowerOfWords
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The Punisher
He carries scars where his heart weeps
Keeper of secrets and lies
He justifies the destruction of his dreams
Believing his decisions ended his tomorrows
Pain creased on his brow
Chasing stillness, needing a quiet sigh
While life quietly passes by
His storms raging beneath the surface never end
Living life as if he desires the end
The gate to his soul kept tightly closed
Thinking nobody else knows ...
Keeper of secrets and lies
He justifies the destruction of his dreams
Believing his decisions ended his tomorrows
Pain creased on his brow
Chasing stillness, needing a quiet sigh
While life quietly passes by
His storms raging beneath the surface never end
Living life as if he desires the end
The gate to his soul kept tightly closed
Thinking nobody else knows ...
#despair
#emptiness
#kindness
#TimeHeals
#lover
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Excerpt 6
September 19, 2024
I had my last appointment with the foot surgeon today. The bandages and stitches were removed and since I cancelled the surgery I had scheduled for my right foot, there’s no reason for me to return. I asked for a referral for physical therapy, and I scheduled an appointment for next Wednesday before I left his office. I want to start rehabbing this foot. When I got home, I put a daily exercise alarm on my phone and Vase made me a veggie egg white omelet. It was a good morning, and I was happy, something I haven’t felt in the last few days.
I haven’t...
I had my last appointment with the foot surgeon today. The bandages and stitches were removed and since I cancelled the surgery I had scheduled for my right foot, there’s no reason for me to return. I asked for a referral for physical therapy, and I scheduled an appointment for next Wednesday before I left his office. I want to start rehabbing this foot. When I got home, I put a daily exercise alarm on my phone and Vase made me a veggie egg white omelet. It was a good morning, and I was happy, something I haven’t felt in the last few days.
I haven’t...
#nonfiction
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Excerpt #5
September 15, 2024
You know those conversations that you will always remember? I’m going to count the one I had with myself in the shower this morning as one of those conversations. I’ll paraphrase. Nobody needs to see what actually took place, including me. Let’s just say it started while I was sitting in my shower chair with my foot wrapped in a plastic bag, tapped like a mummy I didn’t ever want to escape while I was pulling knot after knot out of my very long matted wet hair. And it ended with me feeling more than cleansed. Oh, and by the way, I didn’t even cry. Not once....
You know those conversations that you will always remember? I’m going to count the one I had with myself in the shower this morning as one of those conversations. I’ll paraphrase. Nobody needs to see what actually took place, including me. Let’s just say it started while I was sitting in my shower chair with my foot wrapped in a plastic bag, tapped like a mummy I didn’t ever want to escape while I was pulling knot after knot out of my very long matted wet hair. And it ended with me feeling more than cleansed. Oh, and by the way, I didn’t even cry. Not once....
#fiction
#narrative
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Excerpt #4
September 5, 2024
5:43am. Note to Self: SHUT THE HELL UP.
Derrick was right. If I don’t knock off my shit, I’m going to end up alone. Utterly alone. Xavier was right. I keep saying that I’m changing, but I don’t. I can’t talk the talk if I don’t walk the walk. But Jax was right about something yesterday also and I keep forgetting that. I am a warrior. But there comes a day when even warriors lose the battle and if I don’t get my ass in gear, the battlefield’s gonna have my name written all over it.
I keep promising people all kinds of things and I don’t end up...
5:43am. Note to Self: SHUT THE HELL UP.
Derrick was right. If I don’t knock off my shit, I’m going to end up alone. Utterly alone. Xavier was right. I keep saying that I’m changing, but I don’t. I can’t talk the talk if I don’t walk the walk. But Jax was right about something yesterday also and I keep forgetting that. I am a warrior. But there comes a day when even warriors lose the battle and if I don’t get my ass in gear, the battlefield’s gonna have my name written all over it.
I keep promising people all kinds of things and I don’t end up...
#fiction
#narrative
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Excerpt #2
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#narrative
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Excerpt #1
Sometime in the present.
He’s been an integral part of my journey; he understands me in ways that most people don’t. I never thought that day in January a few years ago that we would end up like this, him knowing me as intimately as he does and me only knowing him as much as he will allow me to. The surprising thing is, it’s okay with me. There was a time in my life that I would have been outraged to be in this type of relationship, something so intimate yet so casual. A friendship with such clearly defined boundaries, both emotional and physical. There was a time in my life that...
He’s been an integral part of my journey; he understands me in ways that most people don’t. I never thought that day in January a few years ago that we would end up like this, him knowing me as intimately as he does and me only knowing him as much as he will allow me to. The surprising thing is, it’s okay with me. There was a time in my life that I would have been outraged to be in this type of relationship, something so intimate yet so casual. A friendship with such clearly defined boundaries, both emotional and physical. There was a time in my life that...
#narrative
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Morning Sexting
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#dialogue
#dirty
#lover #porn
#lover #porn
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Because Even if You Really Want a Thing, Having it May Not be the Right Thing
Good morning D.
I realized after the conversation the other night that asking you or anyone else to accept the life I’ve led and therefore me as a possible partner is asking too much. I’ve removed my profile from the app. I’ve done some soul searching and I can’t ask someone to deal with what I have coming up let alone what I carry with me. I’m okay, I’ve adjusted to all I’ve had to deal with, but it’s a lot to ask of other people. My profile states that looking at the world with wonder makes life a much more pleasurable experience because I do look at everything that way. I do it...
I realized after the conversation the other night that asking you or anyone else to accept the life I’ve led and therefore me as a possible partner is asking too much. I’ve removed my profile from the app. I’ve done some soul searching and I can’t ask someone to deal with what I have coming up let alone what I carry with me. I’m okay, I’ve adjusted to all I’ve had to deal with, but it’s a lot to ask of other people. My profile states that looking at the world with wonder makes life a much more pleasurable experience because I do look at everything that way. I do it...
#acceptance
#dating
#dialogue
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
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Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
115 reads
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Strength Comes Slowly, Hope Sometimes in Slivers
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#confessional
#determination
#hope
#illness
#prose
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