Submissions by Orc_Pirate_68 (Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I write poetry on many topics, but my favorite topics are Love (particularly age-gap, and age-gap between human and humanoid mythical creatures), high seas piracy, Paganism, morbidity, and my emotions.
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Jun 2019 3:57am
25th Jun 2019 3:57am
The Farmer and the Sunflower
Walking to and fro,
She did come and go,
She did not notice,
Until the fallen seed had sprouted in the garden of her heart, did she notice.
Caring for the flower,
But being a sunflower,
Had his bright face turned towards the sun,
He did not notice her, or for him, what she had done.
Then one rainy day,
From the direction of the sun, he momentarily turned his face away,
And he saw her face that day,
She knew not what he thought or felt about her, then or since that day.
She saw galaxies, and a warmth unknown, ...
She did come and go,
She did not notice,
Until the fallen seed had sprouted in the garden of her heart, did she notice.
Caring for the flower,
But being a sunflower,
Had his bright face turned towards the sun,
He did not notice her, or for him, what she had done.
Then one rainy day,
From the direction of the sun, he momentarily turned his face away,
And he saw her face that day,
She knew not what he thought or felt about her, then or since that day.
She saw galaxies, and a warmth unknown, ...
#love
#ILoveYou
#beauty
#FallingInLove
#sensual
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Jun 2019 5:38pm
24th Jun 2019 5:38pm
Face of the Night
Upon all my things,
The unseen warnings,
I have drawn these symbols,
As subtle and silent reminders of the evils,
The harbinger of the omens,
Of the actions,
Of the path that I have chose,
But to no one, will disclose.
During the day, one face, I show, true,
During the night, another face too,
During the day, happy, and jolly,
At night, selfish, sadistic, torturesome, folly,
Few would I ever smarm,
No one I love, or any animals, would I harm,
Just the few on my list,
That I would promptly pound to a bloody pulp...
The unseen warnings,
I have drawn these symbols,
As subtle and silent reminders of the evils,
The harbinger of the omens,
Of the actions,
Of the path that I have chose,
But to no one, will disclose.
During the day, one face, I show, true,
During the night, another face too,
During the day, happy, and jolly,
At night, selfish, sadistic, torturesome, folly,
Few would I ever smarm,
No one I love, or any animals, would I harm,
Just the few on my list,
That I would promptly pound to a bloody pulp...
#anger
#hate
#murder
#evil
#fiction
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jun 2019 10:30pm
17th Jun 2019 10:30pm
Thoughts of You
Been going through emotions like crazy,
Leaving my days hazy,
From waves, to sprinkles of feelings over moods,
To whole time periods of moods.
From anger, to melancholy, to love, to wonder,
And I wonder,
And think about you every day,
Do you think of me?
Sometimes, it feels as if you do think of me,
Especially at night,
As if, after a long day, longing for a night,
Of peaceful slumber,
When the world, and all your worries melt away, you remember,
The night, vedelecet,
May 4th, of 2018, when we met,
And the...
Leaving my days hazy,
From waves, to sprinkles of feelings over moods,
To whole time periods of moods.
From anger, to melancholy, to love, to wonder,
And I wonder,
And think about you every day,
Do you think of me?
Sometimes, it feels as if you do think of me,
Especially at night,
As if, after a long day, longing for a night,
Of peaceful slumber,
When the world, and all your worries melt away, you remember,
The night, vedelecet,
May 4th, of 2018, when we met,
And the...
#kindness
#hope
#ILoveYou
#universe
#emotional
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ANGER POEM
Published
13th Jun 2019 1:35am
13th Jun 2019 1:35am
Passing on a Kindness
Like a timid little bird,
So afraid of being awkward,
I asked you a simple question,
In the Direct Message section.
Later, I came up with a solution,
Changed my mind, and recanted my question,
To which you were fine with, and responded fairly quickly to,
Even with your busy life, such virtue.
Later, I asked another question,
That in your next interaction,
To pass on, as you're his friend,
A kindness I wished that you would, from me, extend.
You responded not long after,
So far, I've been your defender,
I...
So afraid of being awkward,
I asked you a simple question,
In the Direct Message section.
Later, I came up with a solution,
Changed my mind, and recanted my question,
To which you were fine with, and responded fairly quickly to,
Even with your busy life, such virtue.
Later, I asked another question,
That in your next interaction,
To pass on, as you're his friend,
A kindness I wished that you would, from me, extend.
You responded not long after,
So far, I've been your defender,
I...
#anxiety
#hope
#frustration
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Jun 2019 1:47am
9th Jun 2019 1:47am
The Cruel Princess
There she swings, an empty hulk, not a soul below now,
Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now."
Echoed from the ghosts on the sea floor,
Walking through the wreckage of a ship now, nevermore.
Once the mightiest of sea vessels,
And partook in the mightiest of sea battles,
But now overrun with barnacles, seaweed, and kelp,
And plundered by merfolk, a ship beyond help.
Amongst the rotting wood, half buried in the sand,
Glimmers a doubloon, from a treasure once grand,
Caught by a rare ray of sunlight,
That...
Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now."
Echoed from the ghosts on the sea floor,
Walking through the wreckage of a ship now, nevermore.
Once the mightiest of sea vessels,
And partook in the mightiest of sea battles,
But now overrun with barnacles, seaweed, and kelp,
And plundered by merfolk, a ship beyond help.
Amongst the rotting wood, half buried in the sand,
Glimmers a doubloon, from a treasure once grand,
Caught by a rare ray of sunlight,
That...
#sea
#fate
#ghosts
#ShortStory
#graveyard
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jun 2019 1:35pm
6th Jun 2019 1:35pm
Hibernating
The smile you used to know, is gone for a while,
During all this relentless toil,
Though I feel dead inside,
Deep within, the spark, I know, still resides,
Although it hides,
For it is tired, and weak,
And waiting for the right time to speak.
Day in and day out,
My shell grows weaker, gets knocked about,
My eyes have gone lifeless and dark,
The faint glow of the spark,
Of my soul, can still be seen,
Only if one does tediously glean,
And looks long, and deep,
Studying, searching, my eyes that do weep.
Not a...
During all this relentless toil,
Though I feel dead inside,
Deep within, the spark, I know, still resides,
Although it hides,
For it is tired, and weak,
And waiting for the right time to speak.
Day in and day out,
My shell grows weaker, gets knocked about,
My eyes have gone lifeless and dark,
The faint glow of the spark,
Of my soul, can still be seen,
Only if one does tediously glean,
And looks long, and deep,
Studying, searching, my eyes that do weep.
Not a...
#sadness
#anger
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#hurt
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STORY POEM
Published
26th May 2019 10:46am
26th May 2019 10:46am
Atlantis
In the womb of the world,
Of water and stone this world,
Where every step on flat ground,
Is in the water, all around.
Dark, and comforting, this world,
That before us, lies unfurled.
The world called...Atlantis.
Where spoken is the mother tounge that began it all,
Before the rise and fall,
Of the civilizations,
And their fortifications.
Crops grow with no real sky,
But a shield, all around, up high.
In the world called Atlantis.
The only lights ever seen, or needed,
The gentile glow of the...
Of water and stone this world,
Where every step on flat ground,
Is in the water, all around.
Dark, and comforting, this world,
That before us, lies unfurled.
The world called...Atlantis.
Where spoken is the mother tounge that began it all,
Before the rise and fall,
Of the civilizations,
And their fortifications.
Crops grow with no real sky,
But a shield, all around, up high.
In the world called Atlantis.
The only lights ever seen, or needed,
The gentile glow of the...
#hope
#utopia
#water
#nature
#freedom
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DARK POEM
Published
26th May 2019 5:57am
26th May 2019 5:57am
Dyspnea
Drowning in a sea of dryness,
Yearning for that next breath,
Sinking, sinking, into the dark blackness,
Pursy, a niente of pacifist and scortched earth.
Necrosis by the megadeath,
Elegiac, speechless, cries,
Air hunger, overpowereth.
Yearning for that next breath,
Sinking, sinking, into the dark blackness,
Pursy, a niente of pacifist and scortched earth.
Necrosis by the megadeath,
Elegiac, speechless, cries,
Air hunger, overpowereth.
#murder
#death
#evil
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DARK POEM
Published
19th May 2019 10:33pm
19th May 2019 10:33pm
Bear Baiting
First Saw
your worthlessness,
Get away
from us.
Ire, bubbling
beneath surface.
Tried to
halt.
Bear poked,
your fault,
You're gonna
get mauled.
your worthlessness,
Get away
from us.
Ire, bubbling
beneath surface.
Tried to
halt.
Bear poked,
your fault,
You're gonna
get mauled.
#anger
#dark
#murder #PowerOfWords
#murder #PowerOfWords
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SELF POEM
Published
17th May 2019 7:25pm
17th May 2019 7:25pm
Spiritual Experiences
Heretofore, I wished for a spiritual experience like in the talkies,
I had them but nary did I notice.
Not meet, or realistic, I guess,
Natheless,
I wanted an epiphany, and/or physical, visual, experience,
But I have heretofore learned, every painful experience,
Is forsooth, my spiritual experience.
The gods, providing obstacles,
As miracles,
To teach me what I need to learn.
I had them but nary did I notice.
Not meet, or realistic, I guess,
Natheless,
I wanted an epiphany, and/or physical, visual, experience,
But I have heretofore learned, every painful experience,
Is forsooth, my spiritual experience.
The gods, providing obstacles,
As miracles,
To teach me what I need to learn.
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#SelfDiscovery
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
17th May 2019 7:09pm
17th May 2019 7:09pm
Loneliness
What is loneliness?
"Noun
1. A feeling of depression resulting from being alone or from having no companions.
2. The condition or state of being alone or having no companions.
3. The state of being unfrequented or devoid of human activity (of a place or time).
4. (obsolete) A desire to be alone; disposition to solitude."
Says the WordHippo website,
That is what I feel inside,
When I feel loneliness,
But for some, it seems much more of a tangled mess.
Where in that definition does it say,
The desire for...
"Noun
1. A feeling of depression resulting from being alone or from having no companions.
2. The condition or state of being alone or having no companions.
3. The state of being unfrequented or devoid of human activity (of a place or time).
4. (obsolete) A desire to be alone; disposition to solitude."
Says the WordHippo website,
That is what I feel inside,
When I feel loneliness,
But for some, it seems much more of a tangled mess.
Where in that definition does it say,
The desire for...
#loneliness
#LGBT
#frustration #confusion
#frustration #confusion
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STORY POEM
Published
15th May 2019 6:47am
15th May 2019 6:47am
A Battle of Nature
I threw the book into the flames to watch it burn,
Full of scorn.
The pages did curl,
Before burning, the book made me want to hurl.
I had no other option.
I prodded it with the iron,
To make sure it was consumed,
By the flames, it was illumed.
The fire grew, and an ember hit the carpet, and it began to consume,
I jumped up in fright,
This is not right,
The flame bacame a fire whirl!
Within the flames, I was sure I saw the silhouette of a girl.
I ran to the stairs...
We don't have stairs...
...Nothing but a...
Full of scorn.
The pages did curl,
Before burning, the book made me want to hurl.
I had no other option.
I prodded it with the iron,
To make sure it was consumed,
By the flames, it was illumed.
The fire grew, and an ember hit the carpet, and it began to consume,
I jumped up in fright,
This is not right,
The flame bacame a fire whirl!
Within the flames, I was sure I saw the silhouette of a girl.
I ran to the stairs...
We don't have stairs...
...Nothing but a...
#rain
#storm
#fire
#wind
#nature
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