Submissions by Honoria
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I look forward to reading all about you.
SELF POEM
Published
11th May 2021 5:39am
11th May 2021 5:39am
What’s In A Name? Glad You Asked.
Had I the option of selection,
This four syllable monstrosity-
would’ve been a single
diphthong!
Having no choice in the matter,
there is no point in lamentation.
Astonishingly only my family
poked fun at rhyming my
name with a venereal disease.
Fear not!
For I am not damaged
by the unmerciful teasing at the
hands of my wretched siblings.
When they weren’t looking I took
gleeful delight in hiding their toys,
or tossing them out.
Growing into my name I felt it
my duty and...
This four syllable monstrosity-
would’ve been a single
diphthong!
Having no choice in the matter,
there is no point in lamentation.
Astonishingly only my family
poked fun at rhyming my
name with a venereal disease.
Fear not!
For I am not damaged
by the unmerciful teasing at the
hands of my wretched siblings.
When they weren’t looking I took
gleeful delight in hiding their toys,
or tossing them out.
Growing into my name I felt it
my duty and...
#SelfReflection
48 reads
23 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th May 2021 1:50pm
8th May 2021 1:50pm
Dear Diary, 2nd Pathetic Entry
Dear Diary,
Sadly, I report I’m still a grown woman with the mental age of a ‘tween’. No change there since last I wrote you.
Still trying to get the hang of writing poetry. Not really sure how to measure my improvement.
The poets on DU write poems with maturity and every word accounts for something great. Mine read like a third grader at recess.
Heigh ho’ I suppose it doesn’t really matter in the end.
I’ve been seriously thinking about contacting this man I had a thing for years ago. I can’t pull the trigger on it because there’s a...
Sadly, I report I’m still a grown woman with the mental age of a ‘tween’. No change there since last I wrote you.
Still trying to get the hang of writing poetry. Not really sure how to measure my improvement.
The poets on DU write poems with maturity and every word accounts for something great. Mine read like a third grader at recess.
Heigh ho’ I suppose it doesn’t really matter in the end.
I’ve been seriously thinking about contacting this man I had a thing for years ago. I can’t pull the trigger on it because there’s a...
#frustration
#SelfReflection
53 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2021 3:20pm
30th Apr 2021 3:20pm
La Fin
30/30
There’s always an end.
A choice is made to see it coming.
Or not.
Like summer camp for poetry,
Every day for thirty days~
(Thirty...long...days)
I wrote a poem.
Each day!
The hook, it didn’t have to be great.
The bait, it could be about anything.
The lure, was the Trophee at the end.
But!
An extraordinary thing happened.
Along the way
I met and became
acquainted with
other poets
and their
wonderful works.
They...
There’s always an end.
A choice is made to see it coming.
Or not.
Like summer camp for poetry,
Every day for thirty days~
(Thirty...long...days)
I wrote a poem.
Each day!
The hook, it didn’t have to be great.
The bait, it could be about anything.
The lure, was the Trophee at the end.
But!
An extraordinary thing happened.
Along the way
I met and became
acquainted with
other poets
and their
wonderful works.
They...
#friendship
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2021
68 reads
27 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2021 5:16pm
26th Apr 2021 5:16pm
Sleepers Awake*
26/30
Adrift among the shooting stars
Pale moonlight blankets the earth
Gentle dark night offers refuge
Away from searing illumination
Take flight amidst a dreams refuge
Where pain and sorrow go to rest
All is released to heaven for repair
Defeat oppressed chains unlocked
Awake the new day praised
Where hope refreshed sings
Dejection it’s faded grey hues
Are but a memory cleansed
Gratitude for this new day
To amend and forgive again
(52 unique words)
Adrift among the shooting stars
Pale moonlight blankets the earth
Gentle dark night offers refuge
Away from searing illumination
Take flight amidst a dreams refuge
Where pain and sorrow go to rest
All is released to heaven for repair
Defeat oppressed chains unlocked
Awake the new day praised
Where hope refreshed sings
Dejection it’s faded grey hues
Are but a memory cleansed
Gratitude for this new day
To amend and forgive again
(52 unique words)
#hope
#NaPoWriMo2021
56 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Apr 2021 4:44pm
24th Apr 2021 4:44pm
Eiderdown Dreams
24/30
Tipping that precipice
of deep
unencumbered
slumber.
Where the earth
falls away
and the astral realm
gently glides
into its place.
All the weight,
of every burthen-
releases
as the soft
billowy comfort
of eiderdown
envelopes
the physical being.
Awash the feeling
of the Milky Way,
beautiful
in its hazy array
of light.
Every star
winking their
welcome
with warm assent.
Dazzling planets,
each in...
Tipping that precipice
of deep
unencumbered
slumber.
Where the earth
falls away
and the astral realm
gently glides
into its place.
All the weight,
of every burthen-
releases
as the soft
billowy comfort
of eiderdown
envelopes
the physical being.
Awash the feeling
of the Milky Way,
beautiful
in its hazy array
of light.
Every star
winking their
welcome
with warm assent.
Dazzling planets,
each in...
#dreams
#sleep
#NaPoWriMo2021
51 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2021 5:04pm
22nd Apr 2021 5:04pm
It’s Poetry!
22/30
By any other moniker...
Else how can one and all
Get away with random thoughtlings?
Arrested grammatical development.
Peculiar
linear
formatting.
Language-
so steeped in metaphor
As to confound-
the most stalwart of sleuths.
Its fantastical, sobering affects offering release, catharsis-
to all in need of an embrace
no other language might equal.
Will you countermand this theory?
Methinks you won’t.
...
By any other moniker...
Else how can one and all
Get away with random thoughtlings?
Arrested grammatical development.
Peculiar
linear
formatting.
Language-
so steeped in metaphor
As to confound-
the most stalwart of sleuths.
Its fantastical, sobering affects offering release, catharsis-
to all in need of an embrace
no other language might equal.
Will you countermand this theory?
Methinks you won’t.
...
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2021
62 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Apr 2021 5:19pm
11th Apr 2021 5:19pm
Lonely Pluto
11/30
Poor Pluto.
Stripped of your PLANET status
to Dwarf Planet.
Was it really necessary?
To make such a fuss,
it’s only crime of orbiting.
Being included- but only just.
Always at the outer edges,
sufficiently interesting to be acknowledged-
Not enough to be closer
to the inner circle.
How much I feel for that isolated distance.
Accepted with bias.
Looked down upon by a ski slope nose.
I’m ashamed to not be abundantly pretty...
Almost measuring up
to endless...
Poor Pluto.
Stripped of your PLANET status
to Dwarf Planet.
Was it really necessary?
To make such a fuss,
it’s only crime of orbiting.
Being included- but only just.
Always at the outer edges,
sufficiently interesting to be acknowledged-
Not enough to be closer
to the inner circle.
How much I feel for that isolated distance.
Accepted with bias.
Looked down upon by a ski slope nose.
I’m ashamed to not be abundantly pretty...
Almost measuring up
to endless...
#rejection
#NaPoWriMo2021
69 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2021 5:22pm
9th Apr 2021 5:22pm
Unlikely Affiliation
9/30
A universal anomaly happened
And there we were-
Together in the same classroom.
Sniffing each other out like two feral felines.
Eventually becoming friendly by end of term.
Years went by,
discovery showed so many things we didn’t have in common.
You liked country music.
I didn’t.
You were beautiful.
I was cute.
You loved vanilla.
I liked chocolate.
We both loved horses.
The bonds of this unlikely friendship tightened
and cemented as maturity came
hurtling for both of...
A universal anomaly happened
And there we were-
Together in the same classroom.
Sniffing each other out like two feral felines.
Eventually becoming friendly by end of term.
Years went by,
discovery showed so many things we didn’t have in common.
You liked country music.
I didn’t.
You were beautiful.
I was cute.
You loved vanilla.
I liked chocolate.
We both loved horses.
The bonds of this unlikely friendship tightened
and cemented as maturity came
hurtling for both of...
#BestFriend
#death
#NaPoWriMo2021
89 reads
33 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Apr 2021 5:30am
6th Apr 2021 5:30am
Can’t Last Forever
6/30
The weather.
It can’t last forever.
It has to change.
Change brings change.
Brilliant!
Now we’ll have something to talk about.
You don’t want to discuss atmospheric pressure?
Improbable odds for riveting conversation every time we speak
only makes me want to sew my mouth closed.
Lacking the stimulating
Chit chat you crave
I scour the internet for random topics.
It’s a hopeless activity but
perhaps one of the talking points
will inspire the in depth communication desired.
...
The weather.
It can’t last forever.
It has to change.
Change brings change.
Brilliant!
Now we’ll have something to talk about.
You don’t want to discuss atmospheric pressure?
Improbable odds for riveting conversation every time we speak
only makes me want to sew my mouth closed.
Lacking the stimulating
Chit chat you crave
I scour the internet for random topics.
It’s a hopeless activity but
perhaps one of the talking points
will inspire the in depth communication desired.
...
#anger
#NaPoWriMo2021
82 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2021 3:48pm
2nd Apr 2021 3:48pm
A Simple Adjective
2/30
A Simple Adjective
I fear you’ll see me vulnerable.
A sentiment for which I can not abide.
The very one you find most attractive.
Is the the very one I will NOT expose to you.
A life time spent mastering this most delicate weakness.
Demolished in the exhale of a sigh.
No! I won’t allow it.
Your pseudo pathos has long ago expired.
Alone I arrive.
Alone I wander.
Alone I depart.
It feels better that way.
Owing nothing at the end.
Preserved and salved by my own...
A Simple Adjective
I fear you’ll see me vulnerable.
A sentiment for which I can not abide.
The very one you find most attractive.
Is the the very one I will NOT expose to you.
A life time spent mastering this most delicate weakness.
Demolished in the exhale of a sigh.
No! I won’t allow it.
Your pseudo pathos has long ago expired.
Alone I arrive.
Alone I wander.
Alone I depart.
It feels better that way.
Owing nothing at the end.
Preserved and salved by my own...
#loneliness
#NaPoWriMo2021
95 reads
37 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2021 4:26pm
1st Apr 2021 4:26pm
Bracelets
1/30
Bracelets
Perfect representations of
Perfect circles
Round and round with no breaks
How life will manifest itself
In that same fashion...
Same routines, friends, mistakes
A dizzying object by design
Restrictive, constrictive, binding
And yet,
There is a particular beauty
Within its structure that lures
And mesmerizes its wearer
Like an illusionist
Made to define status
Security, even love.
I prefer its cold hard unforgiving
Clinking...
Bracelets
Perfect representations of
Perfect circles
Round and round with no breaks
How life will manifest itself
In that same fashion...
Same routines, friends, mistakes
A dizzying object by design
Restrictive, constrictive, binding
And yet,
There is a particular beauty
Within its structure that lures
And mesmerizes its wearer
Like an illusionist
Made to define status
Security, even love.
I prefer its cold hard unforgiving
Clinking...
#loneliness
#NaPoWriMo2021
74 reads
24 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2021 2:48am
22nd Mar 2021 2:48am
Intranquil
Quiet and lonely
Nature soothes the lurking beast
Quelling rising storms
Nature soothes the lurking beast
Quelling rising storms
#haiku
129 reads
32 Comments
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