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.
Cerridwyn alights the sky with her stars, These feelings, arising deep within my core like a quasar, I was a flameless, little serpent, Silent, and content.
But you've turned my world on it's head, These are feelings, of previously, I had only read, Love is the third eye, that sees the truth while the others are blind, I am now a flame filled dragon, leaving my former self behind.
A dragon breathing my fire, deep inside of me, deep within my core, I feel it in my heart, forevermore, I'll stop loving you, like the raven...
Bloodied bone bits, and viscera, Bloodied halls, and bloodied walls, Broken bones, broken knife, Now a destroyed life. Soul case emptied, On the floor, Nevermore, SCORE! Never Forgotten, Always rotten, Lovely memories Of beatings and burnings, Cutting, slicing, and stabbing, Such a beautiful cadaver. A great news story to cover, I remember her eyes, Gives me butterflies! Glassing over, Filled with fear, Rolling Head Upon The floorboards, Leaving blood pools, I'll never...
Don't even ask, always helping, Don't always hear me yelping, Myself, for help, crying, Exasperated, They get upset, When they hear, My fears, Tears. Alone, Me, forgone, When I need them. Me, they do condemn, See my heart as a brat, Feelings, held in, can't see that, Until seeing, breaking point, bad.
Watching the WW2 planes fly above my head, Then the fireworks in the sky overhead, They're beautiful, but pale in comparison to your eyes, I wish you could be here with me to watch the skies. Feeling each firewook boom, Reminding me of the feeling of my heart seeinging you as I first walked into the room. Our soldiers faught for our freedom, And I am another kind of soldier, fighting for the freedom, Of my heart, Even though this night, we're apart. The freedom to say, All that I want to say, To you, These words so true.
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...
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...