Submissions by NewBeginnings
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A nature enthusiast, and a connoisseur of art, science, and music. Poetry, as well as music, help me to organize my thoughts, and enable me to express myself in a more constructive and creative fashion.
Our Last Flight (Heavy Skies)
The skies are a little dimmer tonight,
Without the glimmer of your light—
That special shimmer in your eye,
Like a shooting star plucked from the sky.
I shut the door and softly sigh,
For better days and softer skies;
As tears well up behind my eyes,
I hang my heavy head and cry.
Another long and lonely night…
Here’s to another solo flight;
And though your body I have known,
It’s with your soul that I have flown!
Without the glimmer of your light—
That special shimmer in your eye,
Like a shooting star plucked from the sky.
I shut the door and softly sigh,
For better days and softer skies;
As tears well up behind my eyes,
I hang my heavy head and cry.
Another long and lonely night…
Here’s to another solo flight;
And though your body I have known,
It’s with your soul that I have flown!
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#death
#spiritual
684 reads
24 Comments
Once Upon A Misty Morning
Once upon a misty morning,
In a place where songbirds sing—
Where dew drops cling to spiderwebs
Like pearls on silver string.
Where butterflies dance daintily
And vibrant wildflowers bloom;
White-tail deer prance gracefully,
Inside of mother nature’s womb.
In this land of no tomorrow,
Where all your worries melt away;
Sorrows drift away with winds
By which branches ebb and sway.
I close my eyes, and breathe the air;
Joyful tears...
In a place where songbirds sing—
Where dew drops cling to spiderwebs
Like pearls on silver string.
Where butterflies dance daintily
And vibrant wildflowers bloom;
White-tail deer prance gracefully,
Inside of mother nature’s womb.
In this land of no tomorrow,
Where all your worries melt away;
Sorrows drift away with winds
By which branches ebb and sway.
I close my eyes, and breathe the air;
Joyful tears...
#trees
#flowers
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
1746 reads
48 Comments
A-lone Wolf
(Visual Entry)
#spiritual
#learning
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#morality
1049 reads
56 Comments
Sleeplessness
(Visual Entry)
#dreams
#music
#sleep
#WritingPoetry
#StreamOfConsciousness
1034 reads
35 Comments
La Passione
she arche(r)s her back
into the shape of a bow
—our bodies quiver
into the shape of a bow
—our bodies quiver
#erotic
#senryu
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
736 reads
17 Comments
Raison d'être
I’m not trying to be a world class poet;
I’m no Shakespeare or Poe, and I know it.
I’m just trying to express myself,
To address myself,
and these problems I have.
So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
Step right up, and look inside
my troubled mind.
If you seek, perhaps you will find,
Through this window of words,
A little nook or cranny
In my cracked and broken core,
That bears a vague semblance
To a place you’ve been before:
A place to rest your head
And take shelter from the storm.
I’m no Shakespeare or Poe, and I know it.
I’m just trying to express myself,
To address myself,
and these problems I have.
So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
Step right up, and look inside
my troubled mind.
If you seek, perhaps you will find,
Through this window of words,
A little nook or cranny
In my cracked and broken core,
That bears a vague semblance
To a place you’ve been before:
A place to rest your head
And take shelter from the storm.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#misunderstood
#SelfReflection
#healing
648 reads
13 Comments
Ordinary Me
I’ve never had much of a social life,
But she’s always been quite the socialite;
And even though I’ve been so polite,
She’s always shown me no requite.
She’s perched atop a mountain peak,
While I’m 20,000 leagues, under the sea;
Dotting every i, crossing every T,
She never seems to miss a beat.
She’s so perfectly pristine—
I, the servant, and she the queen;
And, though, I’d give her my everything...
I’ve never really had a thing.
All I have to give, is this gift of words,
And a heart that’s filled...
But she’s always been quite the socialite;
And even though I’ve been so polite,
She’s always shown me no requite.
She’s perched atop a mountain peak,
While I’m 20,000 leagues, under the sea;
Dotting every i, crossing every T,
She never seems to miss a beat.
She’s so perfectly pristine—
I, the servant, and she the queen;
And, though, I’d give her my everything...
I’ve never really had a thing.
All I have to give, is this gift of words,
And a heart that’s filled...
#rejection
#LifeAsAWriter
#UnrequitedLove
#admiration
#crush
892 reads
29 Comments
The Canvas of Our Love
(Visual Entry)
#love
#universe
#stars
#spiritual
#sensual
1227 reads
17 Comments
Supernovae
I slam my fist into it all—
CRRRRAAAAAAAACCKKKKKKKKK!
Shattering bone and cracking drywall.
Sobbing, wailing, crying on the floor,
A nascent star, once thriving;
Now, dying at its core.
Quivering, shaking,
My foundation is quaking
Shivering, scared
—SCREAMING
Tears steady streaming
“WHY, GOD!? WHY!?”
Bleeding, begging
—PLEADING
My still-beating heart cries!
The whole of my existence
DESTROYED
My fragile trust,
Thrust into the void ...
CRRRRAAAAAAAACCKKKKKKKKK!
Shattering bone and cracking drywall.
Sobbing, wailing, crying on the floor,
A nascent star, once thriving;
Now, dying at its core.
Quivering, shaking,
My foundation is quaking
Shivering, scared
—SCREAMING
Tears steady streaming
“WHY, GOD!? WHY!?”
Bleeding, begging
—PLEADING
My still-beating heart cries!
The whole of my existence
DESTROYED
My fragile trust,
Thrust into the void ...
#anger
#rejection
#betrayal
#memories
#despair
666 reads
32 Comments
Hope
(Visual Entry)
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#uplifting
#suffering
6014 reads
53 Comments
A Mother's Love
They say a little white lie could never hurt a fly,
But I dare to disagree, and I’m here to tell you why.
See, I struggle to decipher, deception from the truth,
And it’s largely because I was lied to so early in my youth.
When your biggest role model is a strip pole model,
Slipping sleeping pills into baby bottles—
Slipping out of the house and back to the club
To chase another hit of crack, or track another dub.
…but what I needed was a mother’s love.
See, those little white lies became great...
But I dare to disagree, and I’m here to tell you why.
See, I struggle to decipher, deception from the truth,
And it’s largely because I was lied to so early in my youth.
When your biggest role model is a strip pole model,
Slipping sleeping pills into baby bottles—
Slipping out of the house and back to the club
To chase another hit of crack, or track another dub.
…but what I needed was a mother’s love.
See, those little white lies became great...
#mother
#childhood
#betrayal
#addiction
#deception
1113 reads
53 Comments
Freestyle Verses (Rap)
A lyrical anomaly
An emperical error
Not for mom to see
To spare her from terror
Honestly
I’m on this beat
Like an overlord
on overload
I’ve gone overboard
Like a croakin’ toad
With spoken load
In broken code
I break barriers
Internationally,
Rationally
I’m passionately
Laser-pointed
On the issue
Not chasing paper
Like toilet tissue
Politically, analytically
Literally gone viral
This spiral
Is vital
For evolution
A revolution
A pivotal...
Change the way your...
An emperical error
Not for mom to see
To spare her from terror
Honestly
I’m on this beat
Like an overlord
on overload
I’ve gone overboard
Like a croakin’ toad
With spoken load
In broken code
I break barriers
Internationally,
Rationally
I’m passionately
Laser-pointed
On the issue
Not chasing paper
Like toilet tissue
Politically, analytically
Literally gone viral
This spiral
Is vital
For evolution
A revolution
A pivotal...
Change the way your...
#politics
#peace
#FreeVerse
#rap
#StreamOfConsciousness
892 reads
12 Comments
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