Submissions by Holly1419
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
sometimes wordy, lengthy, joyful, honest...
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jul 2016 7:52am
13th Jul 2016 7:52am
Toward A Lasting Happiness?
I'm far away from who I used to be
the girl who was constantly journaling, constantly soul searching.
Now I write poetry and attempt to write novels.
And now I socialize instead of introspecting
and it's wonderful. It's amazing. It's not lonely
But am I lonely for myself?
Am I far away from what I always knew myself to be?
That striving being that gave birth to this happy situation?
And how fleeting is this happiness too?
Is this just the mania part of an awful cycle that ends in despair?
Or even if it's not headed to...
the girl who was constantly journaling, constantly soul searching.
Now I write poetry and attempt to write novels.
And now I socialize instead of introspecting
and it's wonderful. It's amazing. It's not lonely
But am I lonely for myself?
Am I far away from what I always knew myself to be?
That striving being that gave birth to this happy situation?
And how fleeting is this happiness too?
Is this just the mania part of an awful cycle that ends in despair?
Or even if it's not headed to...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jul 2016 9:01pm
5th Jul 2016 9:01pm
FEELING GAY
My homo side, in full heat today,
revving it's engines or slowing to a subtle purr....
My mind wander and I think.....
how easy it would be to fall in love with a woman again,
how quickly it could happen,
how immediate and fierce it could be....
maybe a curly haired girl with freckles strong thighs
how i'd like to be between those legs, holding them apart,
making her gasp until she pulls hard on my hair with release
and we collapse, united at last
how thick that moment of climax would be
how dripping and wet
how full of soul...
revving it's engines or slowing to a subtle purr....
My mind wander and I think.....
how easy it would be to fall in love with a woman again,
how quickly it could happen,
how immediate and fierce it could be....
maybe a curly haired girl with freckles strong thighs
how i'd like to be between those legs, holding them apart,
making her gasp until she pulls hard on my hair with release
and we collapse, united at last
how thick that moment of climax would be
how dripping and wet
how full of soul...
643 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jun 2016 9:37pm
27th Jun 2016 9:37pm
THE LOTTERY
I can't believe I have you
This is a big deal for me...
(That's me, saying this right now),
And you a few months ago:
"I'm so glad I got you"
and a few weeks ago:
"This is how I know I can't be without you"
and
"I'm so lucky to be with someone like you"
Someone like me...
You mean because I'm smart and creative and an angry independent feminist?
But angry feminist might just be a smokescreen.
I'm someone who hasn't been happy most of my life
who's been mortally scared actually
you have been my very...
This is a big deal for me...
(That's me, saying this right now),
And you a few months ago:
"I'm so glad I got you"
and a few weeks ago:
"This is how I know I can't be without you"
and
"I'm so lucky to be with someone like you"
Someone like me...
You mean because I'm smart and creative and an angry independent feminist?
But angry feminist might just be a smokescreen.
I'm someone who hasn't been happy most of my life
who's been mortally scared actually
you have been my very...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2016 5:26am
23rd Jun 2016 5:26am
Always Family
level playing ground, we're sparring joyfully, you and me
you make your hands into a potato and I guess it is a poop
No! Potato! you shriek
You played a big lizard in our childhood games
but always wanted to be a princess in school plays
Sometimes it's a back and fourth about who is more PC
and how many "women in color"s or "incarcerated person"s we can cram into a sentence....
but for all that, you make me better
Level playing ground, my heart thuds for you
like a sister you appeared
ground yourself into my blood
taught me how...
you make your hands into a potato and I guess it is a poop
No! Potato! you shriek
You played a big lizard in our childhood games
but always wanted to be a princess in school plays
Sometimes it's a back and fourth about who is more PC
and how many "women in color"s or "incarcerated person"s we can cram into a sentence....
but for all that, you make me better
Level playing ground, my heart thuds for you
like a sister you appeared
ground yourself into my blood
taught me how...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Jun 2016 8:45pm
15th Jun 2016 8:45pm
NOVEL WRITING BLOG POST DAY ONE
Hi, so I am writing a novel this summer. And I kind of want to blog about the process. And I kind of want to do that here, in the non-fiction prose section of DUP. I Hope that feel appropriate and if not, if anyone feels like that is an inappropriate use of this space, please feel free to let me know (maybe in a private message).
BUT this is non-fiction prose, and this is a community of writers and this novel is pretty personal and terrifying so I don't really want to share this with anyone in my real life just yet. SO here it goes.
I have just dived in, in earnest, about...
BUT this is non-fiction prose, and this is a community of writers and this novel is pretty personal and terrifying so I don't really want to share this with anyone in my real life just yet. SO here it goes.
I have just dived in, in earnest, about...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jun 2016 00:10am
9th Jun 2016 00:10am
LITTLE SISTER
I wish I could tell you
And yet maybe I don't need to...
Horrible things have happened to me
Horrible things have happened to a lot of people
I'm not the exception
you are
How can I stop from resenting you for your charmed life?
When you are grounded and good, if maybe just a little bit entitled?
When you are thoughtful and kind, if maybe a little bit unaware of the gamut of suffering
You've been chasing cool, all your life since you knew what it was
I don't blame you
You WERE cool
You WERE too big for our little pool
the one...
And yet maybe I don't need to...
Horrible things have happened to me
Horrible things have happened to a lot of people
I'm not the exception
you are
How can I stop from resenting you for your charmed life?
When you are grounded and good, if maybe just a little bit entitled?
When you are thoughtful and kind, if maybe a little bit unaware of the gamut of suffering
You've been chasing cool, all your life since you knew what it was
I don't blame you
You WERE cool
You WERE too big for our little pool
the one...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jun 2016 11:09pm
5th Jun 2016 11:09pm
STEADY
steady, steady
something is steady
wrap your hands around it and celebrate
Steady steady steady, something evasive solid
running water gathered
settled in a pool
peaceful peaceful,
something is peaceful now
you can see it when you look at the surface
which now reflects the depths
settled, settled, something is settled finally
you know it because it's not torn or tearing
you know it because it's not falling apart
heavy heavy, something is heavy now
something is thick like smoke or water's mist
something is heavy like...
something is steady
wrap your hands around it and celebrate
Steady steady steady, something evasive solid
running water gathered
settled in a pool
peaceful peaceful,
something is peaceful now
you can see it when you look at the surface
which now reflects the depths
settled, settled, something is settled finally
you know it because it's not torn or tearing
you know it because it's not falling apart
heavy heavy, something is heavy now
something is thick like smoke or water's mist
something is heavy like...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jun 2016 6:03am
4th Jun 2016 6:03am
A THOUSAND POEMS
every song is about love
about I miss you, I love you, I have to leave you, but I love you
you deserve the world...
etc etc etc
I don't say this because I'm jaded, well,
quite the opposite
been writing about love
been trying to figure this out
I feel so boring and typical
And yet, it's nice to relate to the struggle of the angsty mucisians for once
and it's nice to have love
did I mention, it's nice to have love
"A thousand poems hang between us"
(from a slam poem, can't remember by whom)
Yes, a thousand poems...
about I miss you, I love you, I have to leave you, but I love you
you deserve the world...
etc etc etc
I don't say this because I'm jaded, well,
quite the opposite
been writing about love
been trying to figure this out
I feel so boring and typical
And yet, it's nice to relate to the struggle of the angsty mucisians for once
and it's nice to have love
did I mention, it's nice to have love
"A thousand poems hang between us"
(from a slam poem, can't remember by whom)
Yes, a thousand poems...
495 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2016 3:28am
3rd Jun 2016 3:28am
Can You See Me?
beautiful man
i don't know the answer
i used to think no, probably not, whatever, but it's all fun
now i'm not so sure, I'm really not so sure
three days of big highs, blinding intimacy,
stomach flipping, eyes gazing, hand holding time,
But do we have enough to talk about?
Are you capable of seeing the sides of me that need seeing, that need expressing?
will I be forever trying to express myself but falling on deaf ears?
I know that you cannot possibly know every side of me, just like I can't know every side of you...
But how much not...
i don't know the answer
i used to think no, probably not, whatever, but it's all fun
now i'm not so sure, I'm really not so sure
three days of big highs, blinding intimacy,
stomach flipping, eyes gazing, hand holding time,
But do we have enough to talk about?
Are you capable of seeing the sides of me that need seeing, that need expressing?
will I be forever trying to express myself but falling on deaf ears?
I know that you cannot possibly know every side of me, just like I can't know every side of you...
But how much not...
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2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st May 2016 2:07pm
31st May 2016 2:07pm
New Heights
New Heights
when sex isn't sex but just an extension of being
that's not a pre requisite for amazing fucking, no not at all,
i hardly could call it fucking
you were a part of me a missing piece made right in a moment
hormones flying, is this real?
But you are not new
ten months old to my heart and yet you are older
you are ancient, entrusted, embedded
buried deep, integrated
tight, after five weeks, you go back in and open me back up
glorious satiation
I missed you so much, I missed you so much
doesn't seem to cut it
as you clutch my...
when sex isn't sex but just an extension of being
that's not a pre requisite for amazing fucking, no not at all,
i hardly could call it fucking
you were a part of me a missing piece made right in a moment
hormones flying, is this real?
But you are not new
ten months old to my heart and yet you are older
you are ancient, entrusted, embedded
buried deep, integrated
tight, after five weeks, you go back in and open me back up
glorious satiation
I missed you so much, I missed you so much
doesn't seem to cut it
as you clutch my...
588 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2016 8:26pm
24th May 2016 8:26pm
Falling out of suspended animation
You want out of suspended animation
But babe, didn’t you know
that’s the only place we thrive?
You want answers to all your questions
But I can’t say what you wanna hear.
So I think…Soon all we’ll be is memories
I don’t regret a thing but
Things will be different once you’re gone.
You’re leaving. On your way out,
You wanted me to do the deed by saying awful things about
How you want to wear the pants such BS
But you know who I am
And you know that don’t fly
And you know that’s some codwollop to bait me
I don’t resent...
But babe, didn’t you know
that’s the only place we thrive?
You want answers to all your questions
But I can’t say what you wanna hear.
So I think…Soon all we’ll be is memories
I don’t regret a thing but
Things will be different once you’re gone.
You’re leaving. On your way out,
You wanted me to do the deed by saying awful things about
How you want to wear the pants such BS
But you know who I am
And you know that don’t fly
And you know that’s some codwollop to bait me
I don’t resent...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th May 2016 4:11am
17th May 2016 4:11am
WANDER
in my loneliest hour
when i had someone who understood me fully
but that person was far far away and beyond grasp
having tasted a liquor so fine none could compare
but now, like to god, i had to remember and believe without proof or physicality
now, like to god, I had to hold on
i wandered far alone and wept
the silent spaces my most intimate witnesses
the darkened empty halls of academia
the tall thick oaks, the tulip poplars that cast long shadows
against the light of distant street lamps
the fields of frozen earth that...
when i had someone who understood me fully
but that person was far far away and beyond grasp
having tasted a liquor so fine none could compare
but now, like to god, i had to remember and believe without proof or physicality
now, like to god, I had to hold on
i wandered far alone and wept
the silent spaces my most intimate witnesses
the darkened empty halls of academia
the tall thick oaks, the tulip poplars that cast long shadows
against the light of distant street lamps
the fields of frozen earth that...
638 reads
2 Comments
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