Submissions by Ironysirens
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2023 9:06pm
3rd Feb 2023 9:06pm
Holding Back the Blue Rot !
Holding Back the Blue Rot” [Blue Rot = the Police State]
I am not the bridge, I am the Keystone, the Arch, the Matriarchal form of being.
I am without racism, without Rot and free to stand a protectorate, a dome, the whole, the womb.
My back is no bridge, yet my shoulders are my cornerstones, my devout legs my pillars of foundation.
My skull, the beauty, a keystone of balance and wedged pressure holding the arch of time.
Again without ROT! A void with no haunted racial overtones, having to explain but when, when, when will the pure...
I am not the bridge, I am the Keystone, the Arch, the Matriarchal form of being.
I am without racism, without Rot and free to stand a protectorate, a dome, the whole, the womb.
My back is no bridge, yet my shoulders are my cornerstones, my devout legs my pillars of foundation.
My skull, the beauty, a keystone of balance and wedged pressure holding the arch of time.
Again without ROT! A void with no haunted racial overtones, having to explain but when, when, when will the pure...
#oppression
#power
#racism
#freedom
#rebellion
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 6:40am
8th Jun 2013 6:40am
Love of Him
The Love of Him
He has endeared me
For that I feared.
He will leave
For that I will retrieve.
He has passion of Ardor
For that the fashion be all that harder
He has desire
For that I require.
He has passed
For It was not the last.
He has inspired
For that I fill with FIRE.
He has focus
For that I was a locust.
He has sweetness of a dove
For that I truly love.
He has perfection
For that I don’t give affection.
He has given to lust
For that I consume his bust.
...
He has endeared me
For that I feared.
He will leave
For that I will retrieve.
He has passion of Ardor
For that the fashion be all that harder
He has desire
For that I require.
He has passed
For It was not the last.
He has inspired
For that I fill with FIRE.
He has focus
For that I was a locust.
He has sweetness of a dove
For that I truly love.
He has perfection
For that I don’t give affection.
He has given to lust
For that I consume his bust.
...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 6:15am
8th Jun 2013 6:15am
Fellow Oak Tree
It’s Amazing to find & stumble
upon a fellow Oak Tree,
to learn to dwell within myself,
open up, bud and grow.
Knowing he is your fertilizer,
a Sparkle, a Comfort, a state of
being long felt and too long silenced,
and now brought out in a beautiful
bouquet of Joy, Openness, and extreme Comfort.
This Branch will grow in unmeasurable amounts!
I now feel free to open my Walnut & let
a Beautiful, Bouncy, & Thriving Lemur,
with the MOST Depth of any soul I met!!!
Please enter Deep within the Realms of my...
upon a fellow Oak Tree,
to learn to dwell within myself,
open up, bud and grow.
Knowing he is your fertilizer,
a Sparkle, a Comfort, a state of
being long felt and too long silenced,
and now brought out in a beautiful
bouquet of Joy, Openness, and extreme Comfort.
This Branch will grow in unmeasurable amounts!
I now feel free to open my Walnut & let
a Beautiful, Bouncy, & Thriving Lemur,
with the MOST Depth of any soul I met!!!
Please enter Deep within the Realms of my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2013 00:05am
3rd Jun 2013 00:05am
The Light of Love
Without hesitate soon to resonate I give Loveate a trait worthy of his hearthy.*
A perth of unbound harbors and horizons of endless Light with possible frightened births onto a Canvas never blank in livid color with contrast and hue.
No smell of due, just a swell of wafting bent scent sent to moan.
Deep & wound within the Catacombs of no tombs, instead hallways laden with paths without wrath and surely no Math, into a hidden Forrest seeded with a forever amount of Life you could never count. Seeds to lead & renew blue unrest at it's best within the nest,...
A perth of unbound harbors and horizons of endless Light with possible frightened births onto a Canvas never blank in livid color with contrast and hue.
No smell of due, just a swell of wafting bent scent sent to moan.
Deep & wound within the Catacombs of no tombs, instead hallways laden with paths without wrath and surely no Math, into a hidden Forrest seeded with a forever amount of Life you could never count. Seeds to lead & renew blue unrest at it's best within the nest,...
636 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th May 2013 4:19pm
24th May 2013 4:19pm
Dancing in Heaven
I dance in a sea of dreams
A trance of pure ecstasy
Flotate in an orb of rotate
Pure & Proud, flying high
above the cloud of panoramic cliffs
On the Horizon lays the
deep dark day of the forlorn morn’
Gazing through fogy daze
Searching & Thriving in the
deep dives of the laced bass
Climbing within catacomb hives
Buzzing in the bones so near
yet far within the Ear.
On the Pier of broken waves
That daze still remains w/o pain
The leisure of pleasure...
A trance of pure ecstasy
Flotate in an orb of rotate
Pure & Proud, flying high
above the cloud of panoramic cliffs
On the Horizon lays the
deep dark day of the forlorn morn’
Gazing through fogy daze
Searching & Thriving in the
deep dives of the laced bass
Climbing within catacomb hives
Buzzing in the bones so near
yet far within the Ear.
On the Pier of broken waves
That daze still remains w/o pain
The leisure of pleasure...
969 reads
2 Comments
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