Submissions by MartenHoyle (Vate C. Carmen)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd May 2023 4:36am
2nd May 2023 4:36am
Voces Animarum. Links.
Ever since I discovered that no, my work does not make people feel worse, but in fact makes them feel better...the greatest goal of these endeavors is one thing: To help. I want my Readers to feel heard. I want you to feel like I provide a safe place for you, and for you to feel to feel like somebody understands. I never really had that. I still do not have that--in many ways. But if I can give that to my Readers, nothing I will have done will have been done for no reason. The last thing I want is to make my you feel like you do not matter to me. I don't want to be one of those artists who...
#LGBT
#books
#prose #horror
#prose #horror
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Apr 2023 1:26pm
27th Apr 2023 1:26pm
VOCES ANIMARUM VIDEO ad
#evil
#scary
#WritingPoetry #horror
#WritingPoetry #horror
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Mar 2023 3:49am
17th Mar 2023 3:49am
The Vampire
The Vampire”
I am ready to be sick again…I am ready to rise
From the coffin in the ground you have cursed.
You’re a sepsis in my brain, your seed within my veins.
I’m ready to wake, wake up next to you hating life—
Please let me cross the threshold. You can say it’s all my fault,
I will bear the blame like a second brain—
Your thoughts speaking in place of pins and needles—
I’m ready to wake, wake to your nightmares
And never sleep again, even when the sun destroys me.
I just want to be near you—as close as we can be—
—as close as...
I am ready to be sick again…I am ready to rise
From the coffin in the ground you have cursed.
You’re a sepsis in my brain, your seed within my veins.
I’m ready to wake, wake up next to you hating life—
Please let me cross the threshold. You can say it’s all my fault,
I will bear the blame like a second brain—
Your thoughts speaking in place of pins and needles—
I’m ready to wake, wake to your nightmares
And never sleep again, even when the sun destroys me.
I just want to be near you—as close as we can be—
—as close as...
#love
#lust
#death
#vampires
#passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Mar 2023 3:48am
17th Mar 2023 3:48am
Told in the Sea
Told in the Sea”
I have run through oceans with my arms wide—
Hoping to find you past the waters.
Sunlight kissed by rumor of the storm clouds,
Finds you sailing by my drowning promise—
I can’t see you as the depths surround me,
Taking endless seas into my lungs, I am dying
As I believe in the distant island’s sands of glass
Where the waves shall guide me hence to you
As you are passing to the shores I’ve left behind me…
I hear the seabirds, who are singing overhead—
And I believe they sing to me of the endless summer ...
I have run through oceans with my arms wide—
Hoping to find you past the waters.
Sunlight kissed by rumor of the storm clouds,
Finds you sailing by my drowning promise—
I can’t see you as the depths surround me,
Taking endless seas into my lungs, I am dying
As I believe in the distant island’s sands of glass
Where the waves shall guide me hence to you
As you are passing to the shores I’ve left behind me…
I hear the seabirds, who are singing overhead—
And I believe they sing to me of the endless summer ...
#sadness
#love
#dark
#death
#despair
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2023 5:25am
3rd Feb 2023 5:25am
The Road
The Road”
What has become of the blue of the sky?
I see no light as the stars slowly die.
All is dark here since the rain went away.
The clouds have fallen and faded to grey.
Though I know the birds have come home to sing,
I still wonder what became of everything.
You said it would be this way if I wanted to go—
But it wasn’t something you could expect me to know.
Though there are many roads that I have crossed,
I never knew anything, save what I had lost.
Now what I’d give to lose what is following me:
The very thing you...
What has become of the blue of the sky?
I see no light as the stars slowly die.
All is dark here since the rain went away.
The clouds have fallen and faded to grey.
Though I know the birds have come home to sing,
I still wonder what became of everything.
You said it would be this way if I wanted to go—
But it wasn’t something you could expect me to know.
Though there are many roads that I have crossed,
I never knew anything, save what I had lost.
Now what I’d give to lose what is following me:
The very thing you...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness #LifeStruggles
#loneliness #LifeStruggles
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Jan 2023 11:32pm
31st Jan 2023 11:32pm
Cold
Cold”
I can’t take you to the places I have known—
Those are places I don’t want you to go,
And where I do not want to take you…
I walked those passages in the vacant eyes
Of those I swore could make It go away.
As I watched them leave—they offered no Goodbyes.
So, I don’t want you to try to understand—
Like that’s something I’d let happen to you,
And that is why I tell you lies.
What I long to tell you, that has broken me
Is that I laid to rest what could not be taken—
As I sacrificed what cannot rise and come home now. ...
I can’t take you to the places I have known—
Those are places I don’t want you to go,
And where I do not want to take you…
I walked those passages in the vacant eyes
Of those I swore could make It go away.
As I watched them leave—they offered no Goodbyes.
So, I don’t want you to try to understand—
Like that’s something I’d let happen to you,
And that is why I tell you lies.
What I long to tell you, that has broken me
Is that I laid to rest what could not be taken—
As I sacrificed what cannot rise and come home now. ...
#love
#regret
#forgiveness #lies
#forgiveness #lies
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jan 2023 11:30pm
31st Jan 2023 11:30pm
I Saw My Body Dreaming
I Saw My Body Dreaming”
Gather, enshrouding dark to my supper.
This is my body. This is my shame—
My body! The last great deception.
You see me caged in what I have loved—
The final reflection.
For so long, it was safe here—
But it’s not helping anymore.
I wakened in the night,
Without disturbing my slumber.
I saw my body dreaming—
Somehow, I had left it behind,
I saw the skin become stone—
So much more than I had hoped for…
The wars had been laid aside—
What cares bedewed the sleeper’s brow
Lay...
Gather, enshrouding dark to my supper.
This is my body. This is my shame—
My body! The last great deception.
You see me caged in what I have loved—
The final reflection.
For so long, it was safe here—
But it’s not helping anymore.
I wakened in the night,
Without disturbing my slumber.
I saw my body dreaming—
Somehow, I had left it behind,
I saw the skin become stone—
So much more than I had hoped for…
The wars had been laid aside—
What cares bedewed the sleeper’s brow
Lay...
#death
#God
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Jan 2023 9:49pm
15th Jan 2023 9:49pm
SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: PREVIEW "IT'S ALL OVER."
It's All Over."
Where the sun dies,
The shadow of silence cries
On the wind where petals flutter
As we face each other
On the blossoms that grow
In the vision of the snow
Where the aurora of your eyes
Never dims and never dies.
It’s all over. It’s all over.
The pain is over.
In the underworld so cold,
We never will grow old.
Our passage will seem,
Like nothing but a dream.
We are falling leaves
In this desert of garden trees—
Our breath entwined in the sand
While we sleep here, hand in...
Where the sun dies,
The shadow of silence cries
On the wind where petals flutter
As we face each other
On the blossoms that grow
In the vision of the snow
Where the aurora of your eyes
Never dims and never dies.
It’s all over. It’s all over.
The pain is over.
In the underworld so cold,
We never will grow old.
Our passage will seem,
Like nothing but a dream.
We are falling leaves
In this desert of garden trees—
Our breath entwined in the sand
While we sleep here, hand in...
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#suicide
#memorial
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jan 2023 11:51pm
14th Jan 2023 11:51pm
Symphoniya de Toska BOOK ONE: PREVIEW: "AFTERLIVES"
SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: COMING THURSDAY JANUARY 19TH FROM WHEELSONG BOOKS.
“Afterlives”
What is this now that I have closed my eyes?
My tears birth a Stygian flood.
What lights have gathered beyond the waves?
These winds, bearing the sighs of promises
We may have kept are weeping with souls.
And from amid the cries, you come to my side.
Such lament as you sing wakens an unknown pain.
Be not silent! Sing your woes that I may ache
As with life; fragile and dreaming:
Such woe as binds your fetters to my own. ...
“Afterlives”
What is this now that I have closed my eyes?
My tears birth a Stygian flood.
What lights have gathered beyond the waves?
These winds, bearing the sighs of promises
We may have kept are weeping with souls.
And from amid the cries, you come to my side.
Such lament as you sing wakens an unknown pain.
Be not silent! Sing your woes that I may ache
As with life; fragile and dreaming:
Such woe as binds your fetters to my own. ...
#love
#death
#suicide
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jan 2023 00:23am
14th Jan 2023 00:23am
SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: PREVIEW "LABYRINTH."
SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: COMING THURSDAY, JANUARY 19TH FROM WHEELSONG BOOKS.
“Labyrinth”
I walked the labyrinth of the sunset.
Once, I knew the way…
But now, my eyes are closed,
And there is no hand in mine.
There never was…
I believed you were my guide.
Now I have forgotten the passage—
Though truly, I have walked alone.
These chambers are unfamiliar sights,
Once known as a sickness inside me:
A fever whose flame I drank of as wine
When I believed your heart swelled inside mine.
Gladdened by such...
“Labyrinth”
I walked the labyrinth of the sunset.
Once, I knew the way…
But now, my eyes are closed,
And there is no hand in mine.
There never was…
I believed you were my guide.
Now I have forgotten the passage—
Though truly, I have walked alone.
These chambers are unfamiliar sights,
Once known as a sickness inside me:
A fever whose flame I drank of as wine
When I believed your heart swelled inside mine.
Gladdened by such...
#love
#death
#suicide
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jan 2023 00:20am
14th Jan 2023 00:20am
SAMPLE POEM ONE: SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA
SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: COMING THURSDAY, JANUARY 19TH FROM WHEELSONG BOOKS.
It must be a winter’s day in Hell.
The sun that once burned us
Shines no more…
If you should waken me,
No-one must know
Of what I have dreamed.
In a passage once set aflame,
You still sleep amid the snow.
It must be a cold day…
Were there ever flowers
In the fields with their glow?
Did they ever sway in a breeze of steel?
Is it still summer, summer above?
Are the birds singing where I cannot hear?
The sky must be...
It must be a winter’s day in Hell.
The sun that once burned us
Shines no more…
If you should waken me,
No-one must know
Of what I have dreamed.
In a passage once set aflame,
You still sleep amid the snow.
It must be a cold day…
Were there ever flowers
In the fields with their glow?
Did they ever sway in a breeze of steel?
Is it still summer, summer above?
Are the birds singing where I cannot hear?
The sky must be...
#breakup
#death
#suicide
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2023 2:27am
12th Jan 2023 2:27am
A Day that Never Was
A Day that Never Was”
I raise the Cup of Times Unshed:
To drink of the hours never born—
To feel the light of a sun that shall not shine,
And hide in the dark of a night that dims no sky,
Where I lived a day that never was,
Between these twilights, so like dawn:
O! the dews on branches that never shall sway—
In Sorrow, I walked among their leaves,
Gathering wreathes of petals never to bloom.
I longed to think of days that never would pass,
But their memory alas! was fading into this day,
This day that never was…that...
I raise the Cup of Times Unshed:
To drink of the hours never born—
To feel the light of a sun that shall not shine,
And hide in the dark of a night that dims no sky,
Where I lived a day that never was,
Between these twilights, so like dawn:
O! the dews on branches that never shall sway—
In Sorrow, I walked among their leaves,
Gathering wreathes of petals never to bloom.
I longed to think of days that never would pass,
But their memory alas! was fading into this day,
This day that never was…that...
#death
#meditation
#philosophical
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