Submissions by Louise_Usher (Louise Usher)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I started as a poet, now write non fiction but occasionally a little fiction or love poem/quote comes along to call me to grab my pen. Deep feelings and emotions sometimes sit better among a poem, don't you think? Can you figure if it's my muse talking?
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Aug 2020 2:32am
25th Aug 2020 2:32am
Struggles and Triumphs
End of August can you believe?
1.50 am and I sit, once again, awake. This seems to be a regular pattern for the past few weeks. I try and listen for the phone for a late-night text chat which more often than not doesn’t come. I will sleep early for a couple of hours, exhausted, and then wake around 12 or 1 to check the phone. Getting back to sleep is the tough bit, especially if there is a message. I reply, and I hope. Possibly leading on to a conversation which leaves me like a marshmallow and sleeping with a half-smile on my loved face. I’m frequently too late. Reading back...
1.50 am and I sit, once again, awake. This seems to be a regular pattern for the past few weeks. I try and listen for the phone for a late-night text chat which more often than not doesn’t come. I will sleep early for a couple of hours, exhausted, and then wake around 12 or 1 to check the phone. Getting back to sleep is the tough bit, especially if there is a message. I reply, and I hope. Possibly leading on to a conversation which leaves me like a marshmallow and sleeping with a half-smile on my loved face. I’m frequently too late. Reading back...
#love
#rejection
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#fear
437 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2020 6:25am
22nd Aug 2020 6:25am
Coffee called me
I heard it quite loudly, calling my name.
A beautiful sound and I loved it, the same.
White china, pursed lips, inside brown and frothy.
It feels like my heartbeat, my morning coffee.
Excited, with flutters, after the night before,
I'd text first to check, before opening the door.
'I'm on my way now,' neglecting to say,
I was made up and smiling for this day.
The reply, far from perfect, the pot had run dry.
My eyes stopped the tears, my heart did cry.
Gone, once again without a good morning.
My marble head sees a bright light dawning. ...
A beautiful sound and I loved it, the same.
White china, pursed lips, inside brown and frothy.
It feels like my heartbeat, my morning coffee.
Excited, with flutters, after the night before,
I'd text first to check, before opening the door.
'I'm on my way now,' neglecting to say,
I was made up and smiling for this day.
The reply, far from perfect, the pot had run dry.
My eyes stopped the tears, my heart did cry.
Gone, once again without a good morning.
My marble head sees a bright light dawning. ...
#love
#boyfriend
#coffee
#FallingInLove
#fear
470 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
19th Aug 2020 9:12am
19th Aug 2020 9:12am
Is this like the war
#loneliness
#hope
#prose
#nonfiction
#pandemic
763 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
19th Aug 2020 9:03am
19th Aug 2020 9:03am
thoughts about lockdown and the virus (the foreword for the book)
All of us seem so different.
Different lives, different countries, the same planet.
Colour, belief and age see no barriers just now. We are all human beings, susceptible to the Covid-19 strain of Corona Virus.
How has this been for us as different humans? What are our experiences, thoughts and feelings? Will we feel the same as each other and live the same groundhog days – or have we had different journeys?
This time in history is unique. We all initially, thought we were invincible. Until the numbers showed every day just how easily this virus was...
Different lives, different countries, the same planet.
Colour, belief and age see no barriers just now. We are all human beings, susceptible to the Covid-19 strain of Corona Virus.
How has this been for us as different humans? What are our experiences, thoughts and feelings? Will we feel the same as each other and live the same groundhog days – or have we had different journeys?
This time in history is unique. We all initially, thought we were invincible. Until the numbers showed every day just how easily this virus was...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#nonfiction
#pandemic
429 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Aug 2020 6:54am
17th Aug 2020 6:54am
Back to a time when..
#sadness
#love
#SelfReflection
#hurt
#SelfWorth
683 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2020 11:30am
15th Aug 2020 11:30am
The glitter ball
The music is silent, the dress needs a press,
hairspray is old now, friends are elsewhere.
⠀
The ball is a memory, just like hopes of the dates,
no spritzer to calm me, no hugs for the heart.
hairspray is old now, friends are elsewhere.
⠀
The ball is a memory, just like hopes of the dates,
no spritzer to calm me, no hugs for the heart.
#love
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#dance
#dating
490 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2020 11:23am
15th Aug 2020 11:23am
Last nights empty glasses
I wake and I see
Two glasses, empty
Signs of dark liquid, some soft drink.
Then I remember; as slumber leaves
Both my glasses, both for me.
Will he ever be here, to share with me?
Waking together, never to leave.
Lips show memories of the night
A smile, with eyes, sparkling bright.
Two glasses, empty
Signs of dark liquid, some soft drink.
Then I remember; as slumber leaves
Both my glasses, both for me.
Will he ever be here, to share with me?
Waking together, never to leave.
Lips show memories of the night
A smile, with eyes, sparkling bright.
#love
#romantic
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
#ForbiddenLove
475 reads
4 Comments
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