Submissions by JusTim_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Remember the past, plan for the future, but live for today, because yesterday is gone and tomorrow may never come
midnight notions
when midnight brushes my mind
I can't help but wonder
her touch
a gentle kiss caressing freedom
cascading a special place in time
a feeling
gazing into her fortress
sterling and noble
well guarded
but not impossible to get inside
there's a patience in my prowess
knowing soon a future will entwine
moments held captive
released with the whispers
blowing in with the rising tide
I can't help but wonder
her touch
a gentle kiss caressing freedom
cascading a special place in time
a feeling
gazing into her fortress
sterling and noble
well guarded
but not impossible to get inside
there's a patience in my prowess
knowing soon a future will entwine
moments held captive
released with the whispers
blowing in with the rising tide
#lover
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Longing
He longed for her tongue
to whisper its secrets into his ear
tied, time couldn't tear it apart
a view from a distance
skin pinning to rest
upon skin
eyes gazed half-moon
a fateful and unforgettable moment
that need no end
his heart open
a book she kept reading
not knowing
it would lead to love
to whisper its secrets into his ear
tied, time couldn't tear it apart
a view from a distance
skin pinning to rest
upon skin
eyes gazed half-moon
a fateful and unforgettable moment
that need no end
his heart open
a book she kept reading
not knowing
it would lead to love
#love
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After The Rain
after the rain i can feel her
all encompassed empowerment
exploring depths i've rarely seen
a beauty draped with dalliance
fragrant with intellectual design
oozing from places that she's been
I'm confident
she's been sent for me
with words to dictate our time
all encompassed empowerment
exploring depths i've rarely seen
a beauty draped with dalliance
fragrant with intellectual design
oozing from places that she's been
I'm confident
she's been sent for me
with words to dictate our time
#identity
#beauty
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Under The Sycamore
to confess
we swim in the roughest of seas
to depths of disrepair
where life can once more reappear
we peer
into a wilderness where grasses have yellowed
where weather wanes and wares on the weakened,
the withered
awaiting wind to blow her warmth
we wind
with the night and with the day
in silence and the fray
abound
creating
lightning with no sound
we resound
to what may or may not be seem
here alone with a million thoughts
under the sycamore
blinded by vision
I...
we swim in the roughest of seas
to depths of disrepair
where life can once more reappear
we peer
into a wilderness where grasses have yellowed
where weather wanes and wares on the weakened,
the withered
awaiting wind to blow her warmth
we wind
with the night and with the day
in silence and the fray
abound
creating
lightning with no sound
we resound
to what may or may not be seem
here alone with a million thoughts
under the sycamore
blinded by vision
I...
#love
#dreams
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Under the moonlight
I see under the moonlight
traipsing across your penance
-torment-
of a pestilent beast
pleading for some relief
in the distance
a desired Oak
your branches long
and lean
strike upon my window
release me
from these ruins
that are hidden from above
where I am a bird, soaring
higher than the others
in a world no longer seen
and a place we've never been
where sorrow has left
the moon behind
embraced to your ambiance
I perch
embattled...
traipsing across your penance
-torment-
of a pestilent beast
pleading for some relief
in the distance
a desired Oak
your branches long
and lean
strike upon my window
release me
from these ruins
that are hidden from above
where I am a bird, soaring
higher than the others
in a world no longer seen
and a place we've never been
where sorrow has left
the moon behind
embraced to your ambiance
I perch
embattled...
#sadness
#love
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A Winter's Night
we confer
entrenched in the awakened
a story risen from the burn
limbs parted and wrapped about
delved deep within
we yearn
it is the beginning
with no end
collaborating on the middle
where the rope is left to bend
past the tense and the purposes
deeply-rooted in sense
and sensibility
bond begging to begin
on a stage of the bluest sky
an advent divine
tabled in the world of an eye ...
entrenched in the awakened
a story risen from the burn
limbs parted and wrapped about
delved deep within
we yearn
it is the beginning
with no end
collaborating on the middle
where the rope is left to bend
past the tense and the purposes
deeply-rooted in sense
and sensibility
bond begging to begin
on a stage of the bluest sky
an advent divine
tabled in the world of an eye ...
#lover
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Until Mornings
the soothe of a piano filtered thru the atmosphere
as I saw her caressing the stem
of a vintage glass of champagne
our eyes met
a deepness drawing me in
kissing and exploring
each others souls
even tho
we were standing far apart
I felt the pitter patter
of a heart exploding
as her presence
nearly knocked me out
I watched her watching me
her hips gently swaying to the exotic notes
I took one big sip
of her
another, then one more
knowing in the morning
I'd be...
as I saw her caressing the stem
of a vintage glass of champagne
our eyes met
a deepness drawing me in
kissing and exploring
each others souls
even tho
we were standing far apart
I felt the pitter patter
of a heart exploding
as her presence
nearly knocked me out
I watched her watching me
her hips gently swaying to the exotic notes
I took one big sip
of her
another, then one more
knowing in the morning
I'd be...
#love
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Sounds
An incandescent drip of flavor
falls from the tip of my lip
—words gathered and built
as my thoughts delicately fulfilled
the symphonies played throughout my mind
Entranced, my spirit soars
seeking its solace
in an empty space
where the lines of your soul are traced
I am not a writer but a slayer of sounds
echoing each emotion
foraged in the fortitude of light
My fingertips are their caretakers
they caress the pulse of your bosom
encircling each bit of...
falls from the tip of my lip
—words gathered and built
as my thoughts delicately fulfilled
the symphonies played throughout my mind
Entranced, my spirit soars
seeking its solace
in an empty space
where the lines of your soul are traced
I am not a writer but a slayer of sounds
echoing each emotion
foraged in the fortitude of light
My fingertips are their caretakers
they caress the pulse of your bosom
encircling each bit of...
#love
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Real?
Is this even real
with her stepping over me
in midnight black boots
strapped way up high
like a ballerina trapped inside
rough edges cutting through
my hardened skin
engulfed in whirlwind
with a promise of sin
back alleys, all night caberet
smoke drifting in the allure
of her eyes
calling out for confession
boy do I wish to confess
I see through it all
or what it pretends to be
living only for a fleeting moment
if only this wasn't make...
with her stepping over me
in midnight black boots
strapped way up high
like a ballerina trapped inside
rough edges cutting through
my hardened skin
engulfed in whirlwind
with a promise of sin
back alleys, all night caberet
smoke drifting in the allure
of her eyes
calling out for confession
boy do I wish to confess
I see through it all
or what it pretends to be
living only for a fleeting moment
if only this wasn't make...
#LifeCycle
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Dear Darkness
Last toll, the bells call to midnight
I bid a final farewell to the moon
time has left me in abandonment
dear darkness, I shall succumb soon
Goodbye to the maker's mark
a blight often hidden from sight
tempting fate of the afflicted
offering gifts up to the night
goodbye to the pain and indignation
to those that open up closing wounds
winding up an idle mind
searching but cannot find
goodbye to the moon
and things that are just misunderstood
eventho we must move, we must go
on, for just...
I bid a final farewell to the moon
time has left me in abandonment
dear darkness, I shall succumb soon
Goodbye to the maker's mark
a blight often hidden from sight
tempting fate of the afflicted
offering gifts up to the night
goodbye to the pain and indignation
to those that open up closing wounds
winding up an idle mind
searching but cannot find
goodbye to the moon
and things that are just misunderstood
eventho we must move, we must go
on, for just...
#anxiety
#dark
#holiday
300 reads
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Pulled To Her
Even from afar I can sense her beauty
shimmering outside
the confines of the rain
I am pulled to her
in an ever glowing attraction
changing rapidly in intensity
and fervor
but never fading away
I see her coming nearer
as red hues fill a waning sky
her silhouette glowing
taking a rightful place at my side
night takes hold as do i
embracing the pain
we both have left
breeding deep inside
shimmering outside
the confines of the rain
I am pulled to her
in an ever glowing attraction
changing rapidly in intensity
and fervor
but never fading away
I see her coming nearer
as red hues fill a waning sky
her silhouette glowing
taking a rightful place at my side
night takes hold as do i
embracing the pain
we both have left
breeding deep inside
#moon
#lover
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(un)done
A melody meanders
unchained about my mind
a movement uncloaked
awaiting to unwind
I'm (un)done
a mess amid the musings
misguided it might well seem
its forces drawing me in
a trance I follow and become
write for me (it calls)
create
a soliloquy of love
a song for all to see
painted in a mid-day dream
where romance lives and breathes
where yesterdays meet tomorrow
and today is forever free
a nature's breeze
meandering
within the tree
swaying...
unchained about my mind
a movement uncloaked
awaiting to unwind
I'm (un)done
a mess amid the musings
misguided it might well seem
its forces drawing me in
a trance I follow and become
write for me (it calls)
create
a soliloquy of love
a song for all to see
painted in a mid-day dream
where romance lives and breathes
where yesterdays meet tomorrow
and today is forever free
a nature's breeze
meandering
within the tree
swaying...
#beauty
#LifeAsAWriter
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