Submissions by NimmieAmee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2016 5:00am
22nd Feb 2016 5:00am
Grease Stained Carhartts
Suit and tie will do just fine
For exuding white-collar power
The kind of power that
Comes with cash
And comes from the mind
Suit and tie power indicates
Intellectualism
The socialization of humanity
Into self-control
A detachment from
Baser instincts
But give me grease stains
On the dull orange canvas
Of Carhartt overalls
Calloused hands and
A belt full of tools
The kind of power
That indicates mental fortitude
That comes from the physical
And a willingness
To get the job done
To do the dirty work ...
For exuding white-collar power
The kind of power that
Comes with cash
And comes from the mind
Suit and tie power indicates
Intellectualism
The socialization of humanity
Into self-control
A detachment from
Baser instincts
But give me grease stains
On the dull orange canvas
Of Carhartt overalls
Calloused hands and
A belt full of tools
The kind of power
That indicates mental fortitude
That comes from the physical
And a willingness
To get the job done
To do the dirty work ...
744 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jan 2016 8:59pm
12th Jan 2016 8:59pm
Trapped
It seemed so cozy
At first
Just you and
Me and
Us
The warm, wooden scent
Of our getaway
As we curl up
By the fire
Entwined
The chill creeps in
Flame fed by
Rotten kidling
Slowly dying to embers
They say to stay where you are
When you're lost
And don't know
How to navigate the forest
Alone
So we stay
Exit boarded off
Sealed with
Fear of the unknown
Rekindling
Was never going to work
The wood's eaten through
With...
At first
Just you and
Me and
Us
The warm, wooden scent
Of our getaway
As we curl up
By the fire
Entwined
The chill creeps in
Flame fed by
Rotten kidling
Slowly dying to embers
They say to stay where you are
When you're lost
And don't know
How to navigate the forest
Alone
So we stay
Exit boarded off
Sealed with
Fear of the unknown
Rekindling
Was never going to work
The wood's eaten through
With...
759 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2016 8:00pm
3rd Jan 2016 8:00pm
Outlander Abandoned (347)
You,
kind, caring conspirator
sole soul sister
seeing what we share
entwined
still wrapped around
your
intense intent
looking for your login
knowing never
again
contented connection
obsessive, obscene openness
closed off, cloistered, compartmentalize
deny deviance
back to basics
hiding,
no longer double
just a helix
circling itself
circling the drain
discarded
kind, caring conspirator
sole soul sister
seeing what we share
entwined
still wrapped around
your
intense intent
looking for your login
knowing never
again
contented connection
obsessive, obscene openness
closed off, cloistered, compartmentalize
deny deviance
back to basics
hiding,
no longer double
just a helix
circling itself
circling the drain
discarded
865 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jan 2016 3:59pm
1st Jan 2016 3:59pm
Warning label
Beware,
sweet one,
of their smile;
all embers and ego,
they ache to consume you.
You're fuel for their flame,
all blushes and wonder;
of their smile,
sweet one,
beware.
sweet one,
of their smile;
all embers and ego,
they ache to consume you.
You're fuel for their flame,
all blushes and wonder;
of their smile,
sweet one,
beware.
675 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Oct 2015 4:43am
13th Oct 2015 4:43am
Duplicitous
Perceived innocence
Ensnares devilish intent
Dichotomous lust
Ensnares devilish intent
Dichotomous lust
819 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2015 7:24am
23rd Feb 2015 7:24am
Genuflection
You close the door
behind yourself.
i attempt to lock it
my legs shake,
collapse under me;
they know
my place,
where i belong
is here
waiting
behind yourself.
i attempt to lock it
my legs shake,
collapse under me;
they know
my place,
where i belong
is here
waiting
758 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2015 7:17am
23rd Feb 2015 7:17am
Heel!
When i see you,
hands and knees,
willing surrender,
it awakens me.
A part of me that howls
and strains against the confines
of human expectation
growls in my ear;
Keep going
Never stop
Listen to the sweet screams
Drink in the tears
Don't stop until you see
BLOOD
I look into your eyes,
tear myself away,
fasten the chains
and restrain the beast.
It doesn't know enough
to think things through,
not to break its toys.
It doesn't know
that I love you.
hands and knees,
willing surrender,
it awakens me.
A part of me that howls
and strains against the confines
of human expectation
growls in my ear;
Keep going
Never stop
Listen to the sweet screams
Drink in the tears
Don't stop until you see
BLOOD
I look into your eyes,
tear myself away,
fasten the chains
and restrain the beast.
It doesn't know enough
to think things through,
not to break its toys.
It doesn't know
that I love you.
714 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Feb 2015 5:55am
16th Feb 2015 5:55am
Caustic Adulation
Tremulous armor
Utters crumbling
Lies
Apathy shows false
Revealed truth exposes
Everything i want is there
Utters crumbling
Lies
Apathy shows false
Revealed truth exposes
Everything i want is there
653 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Dec 2014 7:40am
7th Dec 2014 7:40am
Cause it's all in my head.. I think about it over and over again..
A.K.A; The difficulty of taking medications for emotional/mental issues
At first it feels like they're not doing anything, which makes you want to stop taking them.
Then it makes you feel like you're not yourself when they start to work.
Sure, that new person seems to like you, but they actually just like the meds; they wouldn't like the REAL you.
Sure, you can smile and the panic attacks lessen, and you can let go of the little things which used to drive you crazy (pardon the terminology).
Sure, you level out.. level out, meaning your emotions deaden and you...
At first it feels like they're not doing anything, which makes you want to stop taking them.
Then it makes you feel like you're not yourself when they start to work.
Sure, that new person seems to like you, but they actually just like the meds; they wouldn't like the REAL you.
Sure, you can smile and the panic attacks lessen, and you can let go of the little things which used to drive you crazy (pardon the terminology).
Sure, you level out.. level out, meaning your emotions deaden and you...
991 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Oct 2014 3:49pm
21st Oct 2014 3:49pm
Those words
Those words
They once belonged to me
But no longer...
Hearing them used again
For another...
Hypocritically
Tears me apart...
Rips holes in my happiness
Allowing all my carefully
Tamped down longing
To crawl up my throat
In strangled sobs...
The urge to snatch them back
And hold them
Closer than ever is
Far too tempting...
Though it's through my will
That they were given up...
Through my will
That we both
Can move on...
They once belonged to me
But no longer...
Hearing them used again
For another...
Hypocritically
Tears me apart...
Rips holes in my happiness
Allowing all my carefully
Tamped down longing
To crawl up my throat
In strangled sobs...
The urge to snatch them back
And hold them
Closer than ever is
Far too tempting...
Though it's through my will
That they were given up...
Through my will
That we both
Can move on...
878 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2014 3:27am
12th Oct 2014 3:27am
Second Hand Addiction
Her kiss tasted of
death and addiction
a melting into life,
stirring into wakefulness
part of my being which was thought
content to slumber
now achingly aware
and ravenous
for another taste
death and addiction
a melting into life,
stirring into wakefulness
part of my being which was thought
content to slumber
now achingly aware
and ravenous
for another taste
817 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 7:48am
2nd Aug 2014 7:48am
Making love
Making love
isn't something to do with bodies.
It doesn't involve physicality,
or any part of you
entering someone else.
Making love is time
and energy.
It's dedication
and determination.
Making love is honesty
and shared interests,
forgiveness
and comfort.
Calling sex 'making love'
is insulting
to what it actually takes
to forge that kind of bond.
isn't something to do with bodies.
It doesn't involve physicality,
or any part of you
entering someone else.
Making love is time
and energy.
It's dedication
and determination.
Making love is honesty
and shared interests,
forgiveness
and comfort.
Calling sex 'making love'
is insulting
to what it actually takes
to forge that kind of bond.
1444 reads
4 Comments
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