Submissions by Honoria
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I look forward to reading all about you.
I Know Not
The constancy of your love
Has confounded me from the beginning
Having never sought it
Why would you give it so freely
In very small increments
The nature of my thoughts turned
An unrequited love was let go
A new trajectory set its path
Of all the minutes in a day
And all the days in a year
Never did you miss an opportunity
To tell me you loved me
My mind set to wonder
How would I carry on if you left
I know not
Has confounded me from the beginning
Having never sought it
Why would you give it so freely
In very small increments
The nature of my thoughts turned
An unrequited love was let go
A new trajectory set its path
Of all the minutes in a day
And all the days in a year
Never did you miss an opportunity
To tell me you loved me
My mind set to wonder
How would I carry on if you left
I know not
#love
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Paid For
In a world of consumerism
I hoped one thing would be free.
As it wasn’t tangible
how could it possibly be purchased?
Pleading for an emotional refund
I was declined the reimbursement.
Because in the end,
we are all bought.
Final Sale!
I hoped one thing would be free.
As it wasn’t tangible
how could it possibly be purchased?
Pleading for an emotional refund
I was declined the reimbursement.
Because in the end,
we are all bought.
Final Sale!
#love
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The Woman You See
Ever the happy-go-lucky child
Idyllic upbringing into womanhood
Strong and self assured
Or
The façade of such a person
Checking off each passing day
Akin to the doomed Iphigenia
With no
fairy godmother
to
rescue
her
Idyllic upbringing into womanhood
Strong and self assured
Or
The façade of such a person
Checking off each passing day
Akin to the doomed Iphigenia
With no
fairy godmother
to
rescue
her
#sadness
#loneliness
#SelfReflection #sacrifice
#SelfReflection #sacrifice
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Paradise
I drove through a piece of heaven tonight.
It was exactly how I imagined it.
Airy,
liberating...
As I approached the other side,
waiting to greet me was the crescent moon.
Its light, so bright, felt like a hug
as it held me entranced.
I have never felt more at peace
It was exactly how I imagined it.
Airy,
liberating...
As I approached the other side,
waiting to greet me was the crescent moon.
Its light, so bright, felt like a hug
as it held me entranced.
I have never felt more at peace
#moon
#clouds
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Thirty Pieces of Silver
For this
paltry sum
I’d throw
away
my
morality.
Is this, truly, who I am?
I ponder
the query
hoping not
but…
The sun
shines
brightly
as if oblivious
to my
deliberately
delicate
mental debate.
Turning a corner,
the dawning
of a new vision
sheds clarity
on an old
desire.
Yet,
the heart
pounds
stronger
for what
it’s been
denied.
Plucking
daisy petals
“I will do” ...
paltry sum
I’d throw
away
my
morality.
Is this, truly, who I am?
I ponder
the query
hoping not
but…
The sun
shines
brightly
as if oblivious
to my
deliberately
delicate
mental debate.
Turning a corner,
the dawning
of a new vision
sheds clarity
on an old
desire.
Yet,
the heart
pounds
stronger
for what
it’s been
denied.
Plucking
daisy petals
“I will do” ...
#betrayal
#confessional
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2023
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2023
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Poetic Lessons
I tried
walking in beauty
like the night
All I got
was a
stubbed toe
and a
bruised shin
Lesson: turn the light on
How did I love him?
I counted all the ways.
On one finger.
Lesson: toss him back in the sea
I travelled
the two
diverged roads
To discover
they were
a cul de sac
Just spinning
round in circles
Lesson: stay home
Treading softly
so I wouldn’t stomp on
his dreams,
there were so many
I’d have to float
to avoid a...
walking in beauty
like the night
All I got
was a
stubbed toe
and a
bruised shin
Lesson: turn the light on
How did I love him?
I counted all the ways.
On one finger.
Lesson: toss him back in the sea
I travelled
the two
diverged roads
To discover
they were
a cul de sac
Just spinning
round in circles
Lesson: stay home
Treading softly
so I wouldn’t stomp on
his dreams,
there were so many
I’d have to float
to avoid a...
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Please, stay
I find my voice
will not cooperate
for the task of asking
you to stay.
It feels weak, a failure
knowing I need you.
Of all the situations
life could possibly present
this would be the last
I’d employ, yet~
“don’t go”,
screams my mind .
I know you hear it.
Looking away
is the only action
that feels normal
as your eyes burn
into my soul,
I see your arms lift
to wrap around
my shoulders
but they feel heavy
and
burdened.
...
will not cooperate
for the task of asking
you to stay.
It feels weak, a failure
knowing I need you.
Of all the situations
life could possibly present
this would be the last
I’d employ, yet~
“don’t go”,
screams my mind .
I know you hear it.
Looking away
is the only action
that feels normal
as your eyes burn
into my soul,
I see your arms lift
to wrap around
my shoulders
but they feel heavy
and
burdened.
...
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2023
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She Pondered
It’s what we do as humans, isn’t it?
Compare and contrast the good, the bad and the ugly. It makes us feel better, doesn’t it?
Helping ourselves ease the disappointment of what we perceive we don’t have, versus those whom we perceive TO have, right?
Proverbial grass is greener theory, until the veneer cracks. Dark truths ooze out. As vultures we swoop in to pick the flesh from the rotting corpses. Why?
Compare and contrast the good, the bad and the ugly. It makes us feel better, doesn’t it?
Helping ourselves ease the disappointment of what we perceive we don’t have, versus those whom we perceive TO have, right?
Proverbial grass is greener theory, until the veneer cracks. Dark truths ooze out. As vultures we swoop in to pick the flesh from the rotting corpses. Why?
#frustration
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For The Living
Vigil and Visitation
If you think of me at all, remember me fondly. Look upon our time together in cherished snippets that will bring you joy and peace. Hail Mary, full of grace…
Funeral Liturgy
Life has not ended my love.
I’m with you everyday in every action. Weep not for me, but carry forward the love we shared. We will see each other once again.
Our Father, who art in heaven…
Committal
In final farewell, know I am laid to rest in divine comfort. Wrapped in a love pure and eternal. Go in peace to live your lives in joy.
Glory be...
If you think of me at all, remember me fondly. Look upon our time together in cherished snippets that will bring you joy and peace. Hail Mary, full of grace…
Funeral Liturgy
Life has not ended my love.
I’m with you everyday in every action. Weep not for me, but carry forward the love we shared. We will see each other once again.
Our Father, who art in heaven…
Committal
In final farewell, know I am laid to rest in divine comfort. Wrapped in a love pure and eternal. Go in peace to live your lives in joy.
Glory be...
#LifeCycle
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Purloined
I dig your poem.
that’s why I am stealing it.
love, Honoria.
that’s why I am stealing it.
love, Honoria.
#CallToAction
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The Clock and The Ferryman
What price will i pay
As the Ferryman rows
He accepts my coin
my purse feels light
i am apportioned
my number of minutes
How did i use them
i won’t be spared
The greatest equalizer
Row Ferryman, row
The clock advances
The ticking seems louder
Am i afraid?
Only, for whom i’ve offended
As the Ferryman rows
He accepts my coin
my purse feels light
i am apportioned
my number of minutes
How did i use them
i won’t be spared
The greatest equalizer
Row Ferryman, row
The clock advances
The ticking seems louder
Am i afraid?
Only, for whom i’ve offended
#death
#SelfReflection
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To The End of The Road
A journey may be seen
as an adventure of a lifetime.
The good times, always welcome.
The bad times, test the strength of the commitment.
If one heart forges onward
and another remains immobile-
where does the path converge
or split?
My thoughts implode from self-chatter.
My heart bleeds from self-doubt.
As a duo, was this only to be a partial trek?
Perhaps this is an unexpected very long dark tunnel
from which we’ll emerge into the light.
Or just maybe, the sky is to remain...
as an adventure of a lifetime.
The good times, always welcome.
The bad times, test the strength of the commitment.
If one heart forges onward
and another remains immobile-
where does the path converge
or split?
My thoughts implode from self-chatter.
My heart bleeds from self-doubt.
As a duo, was this only to be a partial trek?
Perhaps this is an unexpected very long dark tunnel
from which we’ll emerge into the light.
Or just maybe, the sky is to remain...
#marriage
#SelfWorth
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