Submissions by Rachelleundrgrd
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Love the spoken, sung and written word.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2021 3:50am
20th Mar 2021 3:50am
Disappearing Ink
My ink had barely returned
when she slipped quietly out the back
Yet again, yet again...
She deafens me with her silence.
R.
when she slipped quietly out the back
Yet again, yet again...
She deafens me with her silence.
R.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
596 reads
17 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Feb 2021 3:26am
21st Feb 2021 3:26am
Sometimes Awakening
Sometimes I awaken
body sensing instinctively
something amiss
felt departure from rightful station
drifted
no longer entwined
slumber rendering asunder
our tangled love tethers
foot reaching out
across infinite expanse
finds calf
hooks
as hand encircles
freshly-shorn crown
gentle outpour
of night love descending
synchronized out breath
anoints sacred homecoming
reunited as one
we orbit together again.
R.
body sensing instinctively
something amiss
felt departure from rightful station
drifted
no longer entwined
slumber rendering asunder
our tangled love tethers
foot reaching out
across infinite expanse
finds calf
hooks
as hand encircles
freshly-shorn crown
gentle outpour
of night love descending
synchronized out breath
anoints sacred homecoming
reunited as one
we orbit together again.
R.
#love
#dreams
#night #sleep
#night #sleep
448 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2021 2:15pm
2nd Jan 2021 2:15pm
Love Untitled
Fuck poetry!... what’s the point?
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
531 reads
10 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Nov 2020 3:48am
2nd Nov 2020 3:48am
The Fall - Day of the Dead
If I were to not live to see tomorrow, I would have at least spent part of this day being completely present as a leaf from an old-growth maple made its way languorously to the forest floor.
Its sun-flecked dance offered slow-motion homage to the glorious perfection of decay and death. This moment will have been enough to call it the perfect day to die.
Day of the Dead, 2020
R.
Its sun-flecked dance offered slow-motion homage to the glorious perfection of decay and death. This moment will have been enough to call it the perfect day to die.
Day of the Dead, 2020
R.
#death
#fall
#ShortStory #LifeCycle
#ShortStory #LifeCycle
545 reads
14 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Oct 2020 4:23am
6th Oct 2020 4:23am
Prayer to the Unknowing
May I write poetry on your body
with my tongue
each word worship to the wordless
each move motion-filled homage to the motionless
each breath the divine last supper
may I devour all of you fully
(even as I sense there was
never anything to eat).
May we write songs with our love
each caress a hymn
of sweet verse poured out to the divine
each guttural sound percussion
in the dance of the eternal present
singing out in unison
may the infinite arrive in waves
as we come and come...
with my tongue
each word worship to the wordless
each move motion-filled homage to the motionless
each breath the divine last supper
may I devour all of you fully
(even as I sense there was
never anything to eat).
May we write songs with our love
each caress a hymn
of sweet verse poured out to the divine
each guttural sound percussion
in the dance of the eternal present
singing out in unison
may the infinite arrive in waves
as we come and come...
#love
#erotic
#God
#spiritual
#sensual
785 reads
9 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
24th Aug 2020 7:12am
24th Aug 2020 7:12am
Belonging
#love
#nature
#God
#spiritual
#meditation
856 reads
13 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2020 2:00pm
27th Jul 2020 2:00pm
Oneness
A river flows through
diluting waste from the village
Birds stop to bathe and stare longingly
at bugs skimming the surface.
Toddlers splash naked on the shore
as older siblings turn dirt white over and again
A fish jumps into itself a stone’s throw away
as an eagle takes its final flight overhead.
Upstream a woman comes quietly
on sun-drenched driftwood
Humming softly, her mate throws out his net further down, capturing the eternal now yet again.
A half-submerged canoe laps gentle waves
as sand crabs...
diluting waste from the village
Birds stop to bathe and stare longingly
at bugs skimming the surface.
Toddlers splash naked on the shore
as older siblings turn dirt white over and again
A fish jumps into itself a stone’s throw away
as an eagle takes its final flight overhead.
Upstream a woman comes quietly
on sun-drenched driftwood
Humming softly, her mate throws out his net further down, capturing the eternal now yet again.
A half-submerged canoe laps gentle waves
as sand crabs...
#love
#water
#nature
#God
#spiritual
556 reads
7 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2020 5:03am
10th Jul 2020 5:03am
Breathe
Breathe in deep
Divine repose
Cease to breathe
De/Recompose.
ALL is Love.
R.
Divine repose
Cease to breathe
De/Recompose.
ALL is Love.
R.
#love
#StreamOfConsciousness
505 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2020 4:10pm
23rd Jun 2020 4:10pm
Pick Up the Pen
When my father—a writer who never finished a single book he wrote
(don’t we all have at least one such story?)
—was dying, his tongue half gone in an attempt to prolong his more than average life
(perhaps only as the sun would count, if it
could)
I asked if he could pick up his pen one last time
and write letters to us four kids.
If he did such a thing, we would never know.
All his words of love and regret and pain, along with an infinite pool of ‘I wishes’, would stay deep within...
(don’t we all have at least one such story?)
—was dying, his tongue half gone in an attempt to prolong his more than average life
(perhaps only as the sun would count, if it
could)
I asked if he could pick up his pen one last time
and write letters to us four kids.
If he did such a thing, we would never know.
All his words of love and regret and pain, along with an infinite pool of ‘I wishes’, would stay deep within...
#love
#grief
#father
#death
#LifeAsAWriter
801 reads
20 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jun 2020 6:36pm
15th Jun 2020 6:36pm
Black Lives Matter (4-5-4 Haiku)
Tears shed deep red
Now blood in their stead
‘One Nation’ dead.
R.
Now blood in their stead
‘One Nation’ dead.
R.
#love
#death
#racism
#morality
#tolerance
713 reads
18 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th May 2020 3:04pm
5th May 2020 3:04pm
Storms calm
May we be the sky
our thoughts but the breezes and tornadoes
our feelings the clouds and falling snow
our fears the hail and black holes
our longings the dew and stars
May we be wide open
holding, enfolding
embracing all
joyfully and boundlessly
in a skyscape of sun and moon and storm and the bright blue afterglow
Unfettered by the tempests of the day
may we be the calm in the center of it all.
R.
our thoughts but the breezes and tornadoes
our feelings the clouds and falling snow
our fears the hail and black holes
our longings the dew and stars
May we be wide open
holding, enfolding
embracing all
joyfully and boundlessly
in a skyscape of sun and moon and storm and the bright blue afterglow
Unfettered by the tempests of the day
may we be the calm in the center of it all.
R.
#storm
#wind
#nature
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
711 reads
22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Apr 2020 5:07am
17th Apr 2020 5:07am
Love (4-5-4 Haiku)
I wait for you
even when I know
you’re not coming.
R.
even when I know
you’re not coming.
R.
#love
#relationships
#haiku #FallingInLove
#haiku #FallingInLove
691 reads
11 Comments
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