Submissions by Orc_Pirate_68 (Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I write 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.
SELF POEM
Published
31st Jul 2020 1:27am
31st Jul 2020 1:27am
Denial
Denial of a problem is more painful than facing it.
Away, and away, you push it,
All the while, it lingers over your head,
Just behind you, as a dark cloud, watching you, poking your head,
Poking your heart, with a stick,
A cruel trick,
Making you feel sick
As it tries to come down, engulf, and smother you,
But for what feels like an eternity, you
Keep pushing it back, until you finally do forget about it,
And life seems fine.
But life never goes in a straight line....
Then all of a sudden, it says "Hey!"
It...
Away, and away, you push it,
All the while, it lingers over your head,
Just behind you, as a dark cloud, watching you, poking your head,
Poking your heart, with a stick,
A cruel trick,
Making you feel sick
As it tries to come down, engulf, and smother you,
But for what feels like an eternity, you
Keep pushing it back, until you finally do forget about it,
And life seems fine.
But life never goes in a straight line....
Then all of a sudden, it says "Hey!"
It...
#sadness
#confusion
#denial
#hurt
#bittersweet
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STORY POEM
Published
29th Jul 2020 7:09am
29th Jul 2020 7:09am
Pirates of Dreams
Dark is the night,
What a sight!
Now illuminated by the stars and full moon,
Enough to make any Pagan swoon,
With each gentle bird's coon.
On the ocean, sails a ship,
A grand galleon, to take a trip.
The pocket watch strikes midnight,
The moment that ends the night
And turns it into morning,
Soon they will be rising.
Merfolk swim below, the time is nigh,
Rising to meet the sky,
Lorelei can be heard below, singing,
As up, and up, the ship is soaring,
On a trail of stars,
Up to the heavens, to worlds far beyond...
What a sight!
Now illuminated by the stars and full moon,
Enough to make any Pagan swoon,
With each gentle bird's coon.
On the ocean, sails a ship,
A grand galleon, to take a trip.
The pocket watch strikes midnight,
The moment that ends the night
And turns it into morning,
Soon they will be rising.
Merfolk swim below, the time is nigh,
Rising to meet the sky,
Lorelei can be heard below, singing,
As up, and up, the ship is soaring,
On a trail of stars,
Up to the heavens, to worlds far beyond...
#dreams
#pagan
#magic
#denial
#emotions
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Jun 2020 4:27am
12th Jun 2020 4:27am
Art
Reaching for the knife, body filled with strife,
Eyes with tears, worn plastic on my fingers,
Taking life, turning it into nonlife,
Something worse, from which I couldn't reverse.
Ready to plunge it into her body,
Ready to hear flesh rip, and see blood drip,
Destroy her psyche, and end her posse,
Her, on a one-way trip, on Death's flagship.
Adrenaline rushes, her blood gushes,
Matted hair of her head hits the mud, *THUD!*
It's just buisness, deserved the abuses,
Happy for her torture, brings me rapture.
Surreal art exhibit, in closed...
Eyes with tears, worn plastic on my fingers,
Taking life, turning it into nonlife,
Something worse, from which I couldn't reverse.
Ready to plunge it into her body,
Ready to hear flesh rip, and see blood drip,
Destroy her psyche, and end her posse,
Her, on a one-way trip, on Death's flagship.
Adrenaline rushes, her blood gushes,
Matted hair of her head hits the mud, *THUD!*
It's just buisness, deserved the abuses,
Happy for her torture, brings me rapture.
Surreal art exhibit, in closed...
#happiness
#dark
#murder
#death
#fiction
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jun 2020 00:10am
11th Jun 2020 00:10am
Bang My Head
I'm trying to get back into college,
Looking over all the online information, not sure which knowledge
From the pages upon pages is needed or not,
It makes my brain feel as if it is beginning to rot.
My ability to focus recedes
My head hurts, and I feel like beating it against the table until it bleeds,
I just need to rest it a minute,
Then I'll be able to focus.
My pulse pounds through my brain and body like the song "Voice of the Past" by Diabarha,
I just need to step away briefly, for me to even be able to understand a single scintilla
Of...
Looking over all the online information, not sure which knowledge
From the pages upon pages is needed or not,
It makes my brain feel as if it is beginning to rot.
My ability to focus recedes
My head hurts, and I feel like beating it against the table until it bleeds,
I just need to rest it a minute,
Then I'll be able to focus.
My pulse pounds through my brain and body like the song "Voice of the Past" by Diabarha,
I just need to step away briefly, for me to even be able to understand a single scintilla
Of...
#TimeHeals
#frustration
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#college
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jun 2020 4:50am
9th Jun 2020 4:50am
Maturing
I've realized so much in the past few weeks,
From the time I reached eighteen, it was like living in the Matrix,
I was still acting as if I were a child,
I was not doing anything wild,
But that was just it...I did nothing.
Homework, video games, reading, writing, drawing,
Then, just video games, reading, writing, and drawing,
From responsibility, I was running.
I realized and denied my need to be more responsible, so fast,
I realized without realizing, the changes my brain was making so fast,
I delayed my need to make my own decisions, ...
From the time I reached eighteen, it was like living in the Matrix,
I was still acting as if I were a child,
I was not doing anything wild,
But that was just it...I did nothing.
Homework, video games, reading, writing, drawing,
Then, just video games, reading, writing, and drawing,
From responsibility, I was running.
I realized and denied my need to be more responsible, so fast,
I realized without realizing, the changes my brain was making so fast,
I delayed my need to make my own decisions, ...
#ILoveYou
#LGBT
#IMissYou
#surreal
#bittersweet
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2020 6:08am
3rd Jun 2020 6:08am
Bittersweet Musings/Ramblings
As I lie in the dark,
My eyes adjusting, looking for anything in the room, any landmark,
Anything I can recognize,
By shape or size,
I think about my future.
How my heart does long to nurture,
To nurture the love it does harbor,
To no longer keep to itself, it's long fostered ardor,
And to receive compassion, kindness, and ardor, back,
Which is why I wear a war paint of boneblack.
I haven't given up this fight,
I know this is right,
Everyday, I see more and more signs,
And things that make me think of you, why, just to-day, on...
My eyes adjusting, looking for anything in the room, any landmark,
Anything I can recognize,
By shape or size,
I think about my future.
How my heart does long to nurture,
To nurture the love it does harbor,
To no longer keep to itself, it's long fostered ardor,
And to receive compassion, kindness, and ardor, back,
Which is why I wear a war paint of boneblack.
I haven't given up this fight,
I know this is right,
Everyday, I see more and more signs,
And things that make me think of you, why, just to-day, on...
#love
#family
#technology
#IMissYou
#bittersweet
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3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th May 2020 4:56am
28th May 2020 4:56am
Guise
Wearing my mask,
Its two cylinders, make them ask
Themselves, "Is that a splattering of red paint?or....blood?"
Large, black, spikes, one on both sides, one on the front,
A "stay away" message, blunt.
Black, oil slick chains drape down in loops, from the front, against my neck, they brush,
Making me blush,
Reminding me of my gunmetal and steel endoskeleton,
The strength that resides within me to reduce a person to a skeleton.
My mask is my guise,
Hiding them from the monster of their demise,
Hiding my perverse, morbid,...
Its two cylinders, make them ask
Themselves, "Is that a splattering of red paint?or....blood?"
Large, black, spikes, one on both sides, one on the front,
A "stay away" message, blunt.
Black, oil slick chains drape down in loops, from the front, against my neck, they brush,
Making me blush,
Reminding me of my gunmetal and steel endoskeleton,
The strength that resides within me to reduce a person to a skeleton.
My mask is my guise,
Hiding them from the monster of their demise,
Hiding my perverse, morbid,...
#dark
#murder
#gothic
#fiction
#dance
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th May 2020 1:53am
28th May 2020 1:53am
When I Saw Heaven
When I first saw you, when I saw the light,
I saw your face, and knew all would be alright.
Like a tree after a heavy rain,
I felt nourished, and cleansed of any and all pain,
And ever since then,
That's the way it's been,
When I see your picture, hear your voice, and think about you.
I know this is something true,
When I first saw you, I saw heaven, true,
Deep, within your eyes, so blue,
Two portals into the ocean,
So bright, deep, clear, lively, beautifully uncommon.
Rays of sunlight,
Remind me of your radiant face, that I saw...
I saw your face, and knew all would be alright.
Like a tree after a heavy rain,
I felt nourished, and cleansed of any and all pain,
And ever since then,
That's the way it's been,
When I see your picture, hear your voice, and think about you.
I know this is something true,
When I first saw you, I saw heaven, true,
Deep, within your eyes, so blue,
Two portals into the ocean,
So bright, deep, clear, lively, beautifully uncommon.
Rays of sunlight,
Remind me of your radiant face, that I saw...
#ILoveYou
#memories
#LifeChangingMoment
#FallingInLove
#IMissYou
224 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
25th May 2020 7:24pm
25th May 2020 7:24pm
Lying on the Ground
Lying face down in the earth,
The place of your birth,
With hard, sharp, little, granules of soil puncturing the skin of your face,
As it rains, turning to mud, caking to your face,
Drying, becoming crumbly,
Your only assembly,
The birds, coming to pick at your body.
You watch them feast, too weak to move your body,
You feel them tear into your hair, skin, muscles, tendons, ligaments, and organs, exposing your bones,
Ripping fleshy fragments clean off your bones.
Your nerves are ablaze with pain,
As you lie there in the rain, ...
The place of your birth,
With hard, sharp, little, granules of soil puncturing the skin of your face,
As it rains, turning to mud, caking to your face,
Drying, becoming crumbly,
Your only assembly,
The birds, coming to pick at your body.
You watch them feast, too weak to move your body,
You feel them tear into your hair, skin, muscles, tendons, ligaments, and organs, exposing your bones,
Ripping fleshy fragments clean off your bones.
Your nerves are ablaze with pain,
As you lie there in the rain, ...
#dark
#murder
#death
#evil
#night
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd May 2020 8:03am
23rd May 2020 8:03am
Misandry and Misogyny
Women hate men,
And men hate women.
Men can't talk about their feelings around women or other men,
Men can't stand up for themselves around women,
All the modern tough, leading, movie and TV roles are played by women.
Yet, women are still expected to act stupid and weaker than they really are, to get men to do everything for them,
Women are expected to completely doll themselves up to appease men and attract them.
If a woman doesn't want a particular man, he gets upset and takes it out on her,
If a man is forced into intimacy by a woman, he is commended...
And men hate women.
Men can't talk about their feelings around women or other men,
Men can't stand up for themselves around women,
All the modern tough, leading, movie and TV roles are played by women.
Yet, women are still expected to act stupid and weaker than they really are, to get men to do everything for them,
Women are expected to completely doll themselves up to appease men and attract them.
If a woman doesn't want a particular man, he gets upset and takes it out on her,
If a man is forced into intimacy by a woman, he is commended...
#anger
#depression
#hate
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction
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SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2020 1:50pm
21st May 2020 1:50pm
Resistance
I've tried my whole life to be fun, silly, goofy, and just have some laughs,
I've never done anything bad to get my laughs,
Just told G or PG rated jokes, but I've always known when to be silly
And when not to be silly
...Or at least I thought I did.
Is life nothing but being somber, skeptical, angry, and serious?
Where's the love of life, precious?
I've talked to myself my whole life,
Thought out loud my whole life,
Told that I got it from my grandmother on my Dad's side,
That she did it her whole life, she wasn't on the...
I've never done anything bad to get my laughs,
Just told G or PG rated jokes, but I've always known when to be silly
And when not to be silly
...Or at least I thought I did.
Is life nothing but being somber, skeptical, angry, and serious?
Where's the love of life, precious?
I've talked to myself my whole life,
Thought out loud my whole life,
Told that I got it from my grandmother on my Dad's side,
That she did it her whole life, she wasn't on the...
#depression
#father
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
16th May 2020 9:16pm
16th May 2020 9:16pm
Payphone
Have you ever just really wanted to do something since you were a child,
Seeing it in all the movies, TV shows, and media, as a child,
All to have the dream taken away,
As that thing slips away
Just before you get your chance,
Just barely out of your grasp, perchance?
I happened to be born just at the right time,
That by the time I would ever need to use a payphone at any time,
They're almost all gone.
I've looked everywhere online to find a reputable source to help me find an active one,
But all I seem to find are historic photographs...
Seeing it in all the movies, TV shows, and media, as a child,
All to have the dream taken away,
As that thing slips away
Just before you get your chance,
Just barely out of your grasp, perchance?
I happened to be born just at the right time,
That by the time I would ever need to use a payphone at any time,
They're almost all gone.
I've looked everywhere online to find a reputable source to help me find an active one,
But all I seem to find are historic photographs...
#grief
#heartbroken
#childhood
#memories
#nostalgia
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