Submissions by Poetic_License (Aka Fierce_N_Fiesty)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If you wish to know me, read the words I put to parchment. If you wish to know who I wish you to know, strike up a conversation. My soul cannot hide behind a pen. However, my entire being easily hides behind an avatar.
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jul 2020 1:32pm
10th Jul 2020 1:32pm
Chameleons
Come close enough,
Stay near long enough,
Pull me in tight enough,
And if you listen hard enough,
You will hear the tears falling in my heart beat.
The tears that I don’t know how to cry out loud,
The anxious hopes that are too terrible to give voice,
The agonies of yesterdays swept up in torrents of nightmares,
The unrelenting determination to find joy again,
The terror that there is none left in the world to find.
Hold my hand gently enough,
Caress my thumb with yours just right,
And you will feel the fault lines...
Stay near long enough,
Pull me in tight enough,
And if you listen hard enough,
You will hear the tears falling in my heart beat.
The tears that I don’t know how to cry out loud,
The anxious hopes that are too terrible to give voice,
The agonies of yesterdays swept up in torrents of nightmares,
The unrelenting determination to find joy again,
The terror that there is none left in the world to find.
Hold my hand gently enough,
Caress my thumb with yours just right,
And you will feel the fault lines...
#loneliness
#emptiness
452 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jul 2020 1:54am
9th Jul 2020 1:54am
Inevitable Storms
The lowest bass of thunder rattles the windows, loose in their sills,
Dried, curling, peeling white paint flakes free and floats to the floor,
The door, hanging uneven from age and overuse, stands open,
The air tastes like electricity, delicious in a forbidden and dangerous way.
I quietly slip out onto the creaking, worn floorboards of the front porch,
The sky is painted the color of intrigue and mayhem,
Surreal greens and purples with a sickly pale yellow cast,
I nod imperceptibly, this shall be all the warning this storm provides.
This...
Dried, curling, peeling white paint flakes free and floats to the floor,
The door, hanging uneven from age and overuse, stands open,
The air tastes like electricity, delicious in a forbidden and dangerous way.
I quietly slip out onto the creaking, worn floorboards of the front porch,
The sky is painted the color of intrigue and mayhem,
Surreal greens and purples with a sickly pale yellow cast,
I nod imperceptibly, this shall be all the warning this storm provides.
This...
#storm
410 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Jul 2020 00:34am
8th Jul 2020 00:34am
Daughter of Hel
She is little known and less loved,
Few can withstand her dichotomy,
Both queen and creature,
Both beauty and beast,
She is the unsearchable blackness radiating light,
She has taken me as her own,
I sit quietly at her feet,
For I am her unmatched likeness.
I am her mirror, I am her light and her dark,
I am her passion and her beautiful chaos,
I am the quiet warrior moved to unspeakable violence,
I am the keeper of secrets and souls,
I am the silent stillness before the storm,
I am the storm itself,
And when I break...
Few can withstand her dichotomy,
Both queen and creature,
Both beauty and beast,
She is the unsearchable blackness radiating light,
She has taken me as her own,
I sit quietly at her feet,
For I am her unmatched likeness.
I am her mirror, I am her light and her dark,
I am her passion and her beautiful chaos,
I am the quiet warrior moved to unspeakable violence,
I am the keeper of secrets and souls,
I am the silent stillness before the storm,
I am the storm itself,
And when I break...
#spiritual
#hell
#pagan
#magic
#witches
420 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 3:56pm
7th Jul 2020 3:56pm
The Losing
The losing is the longest wait,
The finding is immediate, unexpected,
The gone a mere eye blink and done,
No, it is the losing that robs the heart.
The slow decay of affections,
The longer spaces between calls,
The attention ever diverted elsewhere,
The smiles directed beyond you, not to you.
The losing is a slow burn on the spirit,
An excruciating draw of energy,
The effervescent hope unwilling to die,
The crushing pain of unrequited love.
It is the losing that provides the physical pain,
The frostbite chill...
The finding is immediate, unexpected,
The gone a mere eye blink and done,
No, it is the losing that robs the heart.
The slow decay of affections,
The longer spaces between calls,
The attention ever diverted elsewhere,
The smiles directed beyond you, not to you.
The losing is a slow burn on the spirit,
An excruciating draw of energy,
The effervescent hope unwilling to die,
The crushing pain of unrequited love.
It is the losing that provides the physical pain,
The frostbite chill...
#sadness
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove #separation
#UnrequitedLove #separation
403 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 2:24am
7th Jul 2020 2:24am
Lucifer's Bitch
Undone.
Still in shock.
Disbelief.
Questioning everything.
Accepting nothing at face value.
Preparing.
Surely more too come.
Ironic.
Really.
So, so many tried.
To bring me here.
Down here.
Hurts.
Going to be a long time down.
This time.
Broke something.
This time.
Just need to breathe.
Been here before.
I think.
But I always believed.
I believed I was inherently...
Still in shock.
Disbelief.
Questioning everything.
Accepting nothing at face value.
Preparing.
Surely more too come.
Ironic.
Really.
So, so many tried.
To bring me here.
Down here.
Hurts.
Going to be a long time down.
This time.
Broke something.
This time.
Just need to breathe.
Been here before.
I think.
But I always believed.
I believed I was inherently...
#regret
#dark
#shame #despair
#shame #despair
463 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 1:03am
7th Jul 2020 1:03am
rebirth place
dreamscape scorched
charred remnants of what if
washed colors of could have been
acrid odor of burned feathers
tang of overcooked flesh
befouled air
crater pitch black
sand turned glass
desolation sentenced without trial
wind stirring sodden ash
storm’s last torn aspect
racing across surreal sky
what happened here?
a burial site
a ceremony of fire
a sacrificial rite
death hidden behind flame
only cinder left
black
crumbling
chalky
crushed under foot
of investigation
by the...
charred remnants of what if
washed colors of could have been
acrid odor of burned feathers
tang of overcooked flesh
befouled air
crater pitch black
sand turned glass
desolation sentenced without trial
wind stirring sodden ash
storm’s last torn aspect
racing across surreal sky
what happened here?
a burial site
a ceremony of fire
a sacrificial rite
death hidden behind flame
only cinder left
black
crumbling
chalky
crushed under foot
of investigation
by the...
#rebirth
497 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jul 2020 4:06pm
5th Jul 2020 4:06pm
I Bear the Scars
I bear the scars of my own ruination,
I conceal them behind laughter,
My hands gesticulating too fast,
Evidence of vulnerability blurred.
I bear the scars of becoming,
And of what became,
Dripping down pale limbs,
A warm psychotic rain.
I bear the scars of running,
Helter skelter through thorns,
Raging against hypodermic locust trees,
Entangled, ensnared and determined to be free.
I bear the scars of losing,
The dirt of the floor,
The excrement of the alley,
The ashes of Hell.
I bear the...
I conceal them behind laughter,
My hands gesticulating too fast,
Evidence of vulnerability blurred.
I bear the scars of becoming,
And of what became,
Dripping down pale limbs,
A warm psychotic rain.
I bear the scars of running,
Helter skelter through thorns,
Raging against hypodermic locust trees,
Entangled, ensnared and determined to be free.
I bear the scars of losing,
The dirt of the floor,
The excrement of the alley,
The ashes of Hell.
I bear the...
#depression
#strength
#abuse
#suicide
#PTSD
703 reads
15 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jul 2020 3:56pm
5th Jul 2020 3:56pm
Dream in Darkness
Hush now, soul of mine,
And learn stillness here,
Inhale the deep cold,
Learn what hurts it may numb.
Listen to the echo of empty chambers,
Within once hallowed halls,
Made now hollow and chill,
Where tapestries removed have left gray.
Here, restless self, come and be,
Without breath, or want or need,
Quiet until a part of silence,
Beyond reach of that which mortals seek.
This darkness will know you,
It will teach you and it will guide you,
It will heal you and it will cleanse you,
You will again...
And learn stillness here,
Inhale the deep cold,
Learn what hurts it may numb.
Listen to the echo of empty chambers,
Within once hallowed halls,
Made now hollow and chill,
Where tapestries removed have left gray.
Here, restless self, come and be,
Without breath, or want or need,
Quiet until a part of silence,
Beyond reach of that which mortals seek.
This darkness will know you,
It will teach you and it will guide you,
It will heal you and it will cleanse you,
You will again...
#dark
#universe
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#emotions
375 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2020 8:17pm
4th Jul 2020 8:17pm
Amelia's Box
He spied her in the crowded bar,
A local haunt for regulars,
The pregame, postgame, game time refuge.
In a rolling sea of moving bodies,
Voices crashed and chased each other in crescendo,
She remained still, quiet, ethereal.
She does not belong here.
That was his first lucid thought through an alcohol induced haze.
What is she doing here?
For her part, she sat peacefully, hands atop the bar,
Her auburn locks fell full and loose,
A cascade of fire tumbling over pale shoulders.
He approached, straightening...
A local haunt for regulars,
The pregame, postgame, game time refuge.
In a rolling sea of moving bodies,
Voices crashed and chased each other in crescendo,
She remained still, quiet, ethereal.
She does not belong here.
That was his first lucid thought through an alcohol induced haze.
What is she doing here?
For her part, she sat peacefully, hands atop the bar,
Her auburn locks fell full and loose,
A cascade of fire tumbling over pale shoulders.
He approached, straightening...
#sadness
#rejection
#ghosts
#UnrequitedLove
#disappointment
408 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2020 11:04pm
2nd Jul 2020 11:04pm
Prayer for Closure
Broken words not fit to rhyme,
Tracing over someone else’s lines,
Attempting to take ownership,
Owning only a sale-worthy fake,
Yearning for moments that never took place,
Making more up when the well runs dry,
New places, new people, new things,
Only they’re old friends, past lovers, regrets,
Taking another swig of liquid fortitude,
Hardened in the fires of cocaine and rocket fuel,
One to rule them all in a kingdom of none,
Insanity licking at the walls of pristine...
Tracing over someone else’s lines,
Attempting to take ownership,
Owning only a sale-worthy fake,
Yearning for moments that never took place,
Making more up when the well runs dry,
New places, new people, new things,
Only they’re old friends, past lovers, regrets,
Taking another swig of liquid fortitude,
Hardened in the fires of cocaine and rocket fuel,
One to rule them all in a kingdom of none,
Insanity licking at the walls of pristine...
#regret
#loneliness
#shame
#confusion
#despair
557 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 4:03pm
1st Jul 2020 4:03pm
Do I Haunt You?
Do I haunt you?
The taste of your mouth in mine,
The heat of the palm of your hand,
The scent of your masculine sweat,
The sound of your most primal growl,
Your face inches from mine as you claim me.
I lay alone,
Remembering,
Yearning to reach out,
And behold you again with my senses.
You haunt me,
Diaphanous, sinister promise,
Whimsy, shimmering, nearly solid,
My trembling hand extends and the mist is gone.
Can you yet taste my nectar?
Can you feel the strands of hair in your fist?
Can you...
The taste of your mouth in mine,
The heat of the palm of your hand,
The scent of your masculine sweat,
The sound of your most primal growl,
Your face inches from mine as you claim me.
I lay alone,
Remembering,
Yearning to reach out,
And behold you again with my senses.
You haunt me,
Diaphanous, sinister promise,
Whimsy, shimmering, nearly solid,
My trembling hand extends and the mist is gone.
Can you yet taste my nectar?
Can you feel the strands of hair in your fist?
Can you...
#sex
#erotic
#lover #sensual
#lover #sensual
667 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2020 8:39pm
30th Jun 2020 8:39pm
Where Souls Suffer Heartbreak
Come, Soul of mine, again to me,
Remain close and stir not from my embrace,
Not all Darkness is for us to love,
Though it hurts to release it,
It can only hurt worse to love it longer.
In time you will see this Darkness loves its own,
And has chosen so many others, time and again,
It is not healing it comes seeking,
It is not love it is truly needing,
Simply occupation by something it has found fascinating.
Be still, gentle beloved, now with me,
In this, you must trust that I know best,
There is good reason you and I are...
Remain close and stir not from my embrace,
Not all Darkness is for us to love,
Though it hurts to release it,
It can only hurt worse to love it longer.
In time you will see this Darkness loves its own,
And has chosen so many others, time and again,
It is not healing it comes seeking,
It is not love it is truly needing,
Simply occupation by something it has found fascinating.
Be still, gentle beloved, now with me,
In this, you must trust that I know best,
There is good reason you and I are...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#dark
#hurt
448 reads
2 Comments
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