Submissions by Rachelleundrgrd
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Apr 2020 5:12am
16th Apr 2020 5:12am
Hope
Upwelling of urge to
repair future state
restore respite
rain recourse.
Overflowing and away
hope harnesses to
silence
stills to sweet surrender.
R.
repair future state
restore respite
rain recourse.
Overflowing and away
hope harnesses to
silence
stills to sweet surrender.
R.
#hope
#spiritual
1273 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2020 6:24am
4th Apr 2020 6:24am
morning meditation in times of covid
First, greeted by the waves.
Then the lone eagle.
My wounded body.
A flock of seagulls.
A seal.
My heavy heart.
I look out to the mountains.
They meet me, too.
Then clouds.
My breath.
Then, nothing.
Beautiful nothing.
Every thing.
All of them, sacred.
Each whispering,
‘It is well.’
Can you hear them?
Attune your ear closely.
It
Is
Well.
R.
Then the lone eagle.
My wounded body.
A flock of seagulls.
A seal.
My heavy heart.
I look out to the mountains.
They meet me, too.
Then clouds.
My breath.
Then, nothing.
Beautiful nothing.
Every thing.
All of them, sacred.
Each whispering,
‘It is well.’
Can you hear them?
Attune your ear closely.
It
Is
Well.
R.
#love
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#healing
547 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Mar 2020 4:22pm
29th Mar 2020 4:22pm
Subtle Succumbing
i do not ask
for your surrender.
who would say yes
...or no?
instead, i will allow seduction
its slow, languorous play
each advance sliding deeper
until i am so far in
we recognize no other
and when your white flag raises
i will sit back gently upon it
and eternal ecstasy
will rise in its stead
and we will laugh that
once upon a time
we thought possible anything
but this...
for your surrender.
who would say yes
...or no?
instead, i will allow seduction
its slow, languorous play
each advance sliding deeper
until i am so far in
we recognize no other
and when your white flag raises
i will sit back gently upon it
and eternal ecstasy
will rise in its stead
and we will laugh that
once upon a time
we thought possible anything
but this...
#love
#erotic
#spiritual
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
687 reads
0 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
23rd Mar 2020 4:16am
23rd Mar 2020 4:16am
When We Pray Alone
#love
#spiritual
#meditation #music
#meditation #music
830 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Mar 2020 4:57am
19th Mar 2020 4:57am
Longing’s Renaissance
Coming together yet again
in sacred offering
all galaxies drip through us
pointing us home.
There was never anywhere to go.
The You you search for
know this truth intimately.
—Pungent longing for your liberation
my own journey to nowhere’s bliss—
My Love, turn senses inside out
and inward to remember.
Then come again
that we may discover as one
the drops of our
universal everywhere.
R.
in sacred offering
all galaxies drip through us
pointing us home.
There was never anywhere to go.
The You you search for
know this truth intimately.
—Pungent longing for your liberation
my own journey to nowhere’s bliss—
My Love, turn senses inside out
and inward to remember.
Then come again
that we may discover as one
the drops of our
universal everywhere.
R.
#love
#sex
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#freedom
614 reads
6 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
3rd Mar 2020 12:13pm
3rd Mar 2020 12:13pm
This Temple
#love
#rebirth
#spiritual
#music
#lyrics
890 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Feb 2020 9:13pm
27th Feb 2020 9:13pm
Bodywork
new hands caress bare back for the first time
obliterating all sense of new and first and time
glide down Sharada’s OM
connecting bodies to soul to universe
sacred practice pulverizing strangers
creating union of embodied, wordless metaphor
familiarity merges, worships together
the sweet succulent silence of Touch.
R.
obliterating all sense of new and first and time
glide down Sharada’s OM
connecting bodies to soul to universe
sacred practice pulverizing strangers
creating union of embodied, wordless metaphor
familiarity merges, worships together
the sweet succulent silence of Touch.
R.
#erotic
#spiritual
#metaphor #sensual
#metaphor #sensual
907 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Feb 2020 4:54pm
14th Feb 2020 4:54pm
Little Deaths
Les petites morts*
I have to believe that the only thing wrong with this otherwise perfect turn of the french tongue is scale. There seems to be nothing small whatsoever in this cosmic game you and I play.
Calling out over and over in this most ultimate of ecstasies, there is no end, only beginnings.
‘Insatiable,’ your repeated murmur.
‘Greedy one! Stop anytime.’ I might counter in response, though only in my after-imaginings—there is no room for thoughts or words in this delectable dance of decease.
Taken with uncountable deaths...
I have to believe that the only thing wrong with this otherwise perfect turn of the french tongue is scale. There seems to be nothing small whatsoever in this cosmic game you and I play.
Calling out over and over in this most ultimate of ecstasies, there is no end, only beginnings.
‘Insatiable,’ your repeated murmur.
‘Greedy one! Stop anytime.’ I might counter in response, though only in my after-imaginings—there is no room for thoughts or words in this delectable dance of decease.
Taken with uncountable deaths...
#love
#sex
#erotic
#spiritual
#lover
1042 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2020 7:33pm
3rd Feb 2020 7:33pm
Making Sense(s) of it All
To see spellbound a sunset in shadows cast on a sunless day
To hear ocean waves echoing through the hollow of a pocketed treasure
To smell detritus and become overwhelmed with the beauty of life
To taste manna flowing freely through throat’s caverns
To touch the hand of the outcast and feel God reaching back
To embody love so profoundly that these senses become limbs for the journey.
R.
To hear ocean waves echoing through the hollow of a pocketed treasure
To smell detritus and become overwhelmed with the beauty of life
To taste manna flowing freely through throat’s caverns
To touch the hand of the outcast and feel God reaching back
To embody love so profoundly that these senses become limbs for the journey.
R.
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
491 reads
9 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2020 7:04am
29th Jan 2020 7:04am
Damp and Dark
Night bears witness
as moss traps and releases
moisture from the sky above
and the ground below
You break my heart from these same places
open me until space is all that exists
I am ready now
for you to become the moss
in the crevice of my wide open
expansiveness
There is enough damp and dark here
for you to feast into eternity
come drown in it
then go out remembering
as swiftly and lovingly as you forget.
R.
as moss traps and releases
moisture from the sky above
and the ground below
You break my heart from these same places
open me until space is all that exists
I am ready now
for you to become the moss
in the crevice of my wide open
expansiveness
There is enough damp and dark here
for you to feast into eternity
come drown in it
then go out remembering
as swiftly and lovingly as you forget.
R.
#love
#nature
#spiritual
#lover
#LifeCycle
824 reads
12 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2020 2:48am
6th Jan 2020 2:48am
Death of a Crow
I should prefer they be called a congregation when they come together.
Their gatherings hold all the essence of worshiping kin flocking together
to sing and dance and feast.
Loudly croning Jesus and Buddha and Crow
in a language recognized by the attuned.
No, I should listen more intently
and prefer their rightful name.
A murder of crows.
For in their conclave, the death of crow is imminent, Crow immanent.
One becomes murder.
As one, they attend.
They become One,
worshipping death
and reveling in life. ...
Their gatherings hold all the essence of worshiping kin flocking together
to sing and dance and feast.
Loudly croning Jesus and Buddha and Crow
in a language recognized by the attuned.
No, I should listen more intently
and prefer their rightful name.
A murder of crows.
For in their conclave, the death of crow is imminent, Crow immanent.
One becomes murder.
As one, they attend.
They become One,
worshipping death
and reveling in life. ...
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
#humankind
#LifeCycle
718 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2019 10:48pm
24th Dec 2019 10:48pm
Longing’s Door
Heartbeat whispers
Knock knock
Longing only comes
when you depart
Reveling in its’ pungent pull
I beg you to leave me yet again
Knock knock
I dare not answer
lest our together render
longing inutile.
R.
Knock knock
Longing only comes
when you depart
Reveling in its’ pungent pull
I beg you to leave me yet again
Knock knock
I dare not answer
lest our together render
longing inutile.
R.
#love
#spiritual
#FallingInLove
825 reads
7 Comments
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