Submissions by Rosebud
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An innocent face and shy smile can hide many secrets.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Apr 2013 11:18pm
7th Apr 2013 11:18pm
Peacefully Unseen
Not seen
never really by you
skimming over
what exists underneath.
You see only skin
nothing more
ever
Who is blind and bound?
A treasure
just beyond the door
you will never open
Something beyond yet
ever present
The key too weighty for weak hands.
A spark ignites
each morning
by night
to reach full flame
Warmth and glow
for One
who would hold its gaze.
But you
extinguish with smug
judgement
anything
you don't understand
even yourself.
Don't pretend
to...
never really by you
skimming over
what exists underneath.
You see only skin
nothing more
ever
Who is blind and bound?
A treasure
just beyond the door
you will never open
Something beyond yet
ever present
The key too weighty for weak hands.
A spark ignites
each morning
by night
to reach full flame
Warmth and glow
for One
who would hold its gaze.
But you
extinguish with smug
judgement
anything
you don't understand
even yourself.
Don't pretend
to...
750 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Apr 2013 10:40pm
7th Apr 2013 10:40pm
The Dark Woods
I stumbled upon a lovely wood as I walked my path
It beckoned to me step inside, explore its unknown places
Mesmerized by its charming call I respond without reserve
Love instantly embraced me, captured me fully
The leaves whispered to my vanity of secret longings
The light played sensual games along my skin
as trees promised protections and shade within
Trust walked me deeper, never marking my way out
I drank in the hope of canopied home
like a suckling babe awakes from deepest sleep
greedily taking all that is offered
swallowing it...
It beckoned to me step inside, explore its unknown places
Mesmerized by its charming call I respond without reserve
Love instantly embraced me, captured me fully
The leaves whispered to my vanity of secret longings
The light played sensual games along my skin
as trees promised protections and shade within
Trust walked me deeper, never marking my way out
I drank in the hope of canopied home
like a suckling babe awakes from deepest sleep
greedily taking all that is offered
swallowing it...
779 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Apr 2013 6:47pm
5th Apr 2013 6:47pm
Duo pour le Donjon (Dungeoned Duet)
(A Collaboration with Charming LeColonel)
Flickering candles and wispy shadows lick and dance
painting creamy bared skin along with a deeper nakedness
you obediently gather up your long tresses in silent reverence
allowing me to fully sheath your neck in harsh leather tautness
Downcast eyes watch Your form engulf all light
passion floods my mouth as Your essence fills my nostrils
excitement spreads across my neck as
Your fingers secure my will
With hands most firm I drive you down onto bended knees
then smother all light...
Flickering candles and wispy shadows lick and dance
painting creamy bared skin along with a deeper nakedness
you obediently gather up your long tresses in silent reverence
allowing me to fully sheath your neck in harsh leather tautness
Downcast eyes watch Your form engulf all light
passion floods my mouth as Your essence fills my nostrils
excitement spreads across my neck as
Your fingers secure my will
With hands most firm I drive you down onto bended knees
then smother all light...
735 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2013 11:45pm
22nd Mar 2013 11:45pm
Devotion
Like a rumble in the distance all day, thoughts of fear and pleasure, of playtime,
Fill my mind until the thundering in my ears becomes a moist downpour below.
My preparation becomes a meditation. Indeed you are as a god to me.
Body ripe with expectation of being delightful enough to hold, strong enough to hurt.
You become a singularity of focus on all that is masculine, power and dominance
energizing a universe of obedient sensuality found simmering under the quiet surface.
My resolve to satisfy your requests, erotic demands, peaks as tingling I feel...
Fill my mind until the thundering in my ears becomes a moist downpour below.
My preparation becomes a meditation. Indeed you are as a god to me.
Body ripe with expectation of being delightful enough to hold, strong enough to hurt.
You become a singularity of focus on all that is masculine, power and dominance
energizing a universe of obedient sensuality found simmering under the quiet surface.
My resolve to satisfy your requests, erotic demands, peaks as tingling I feel...
1191 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2013 11:26pm
22nd Mar 2013 11:26pm
Progress
Stuttering at the blackboard,
with crimson face,
I tried to justify
the tree of me's empty space.
I learned to swallow
the shame along with
the gibberish
of middle-class nuclear bliss.
My heart was betrayed
by teary questions
about him
and what life could have been.
Most days the longing
only gnawed the edges
eventually though
devoured,
with precision, my world and all decisions.
Seeking to light for myself
this dark night
I burned every candle,
let every flame...
with crimson face,
I tried to justify
the tree of me's empty space.
I learned to swallow
the shame along with
the gibberish
of middle-class nuclear bliss.
My heart was betrayed
by teary questions
about him
and what life could have been.
Most days the longing
only gnawed the edges
eventually though
devoured,
with precision, my world and all decisions.
Seeking to light for myself
this dark night
I burned every candle,
let every flame...
767 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Mar 2013 11:50pm
21st Mar 2013 11:50pm
The Empty Seat
You are the empty seat beside me
at the table full of friends.
You are the no one to look for
after the party ends.
You are the phone call which
can’t be made.
You are the unanswered cry
as the nightmare fades.
My constant companion
what would I do without you?
Over and over your presence
I choose.
My lovely spot so empty
and you
never fail
to be there for me.
at the table full of friends.
You are the no one to look for
after the party ends.
You are the phone call which
can’t be made.
You are the unanswered cry
as the nightmare fades.
My constant companion
what would I do without you?
Over and over your presence
I choose.
My lovely spot so empty
and you
never fail
to be there for me.
680 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 3:17am
14th Feb 2013 3:17am
Behind the Door
I open the softness the only way I know.
With pen to paper, the truth spills out because He asks me for it.
With wordless precision, He, only He, teases from me things I keep safely tucked away.
My innocence, my naivete,
my belief in magic and heroes,
these trinkets of girlishness long abandoned by necessity,
for survival,
tarnished and rusted from neglect, now glimmer and twinkle again under His gaze.
His arms hold the stars in place to shine for a sliver of time upon us. My heart twirls unrestrained. ...
With pen to paper, the truth spills out because He asks me for it.
With wordless precision, He, only He, teases from me things I keep safely tucked away.
My innocence, my naivete,
my belief in magic and heroes,
these trinkets of girlishness long abandoned by necessity,
for survival,
tarnished and rusted from neglect, now glimmer and twinkle again under His gaze.
His arms hold the stars in place to shine for a sliver of time upon us. My heart twirls unrestrained. ...
859 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 2:08am
11th Feb 2013 2:08am
Good Night Kiss
Sunshine eyes and
moonbeam smiles,
tiptoe to the door then
burst into my heart.
Lips to hair
I linger there,
inhaling remains
of sweaty games.
Ear to chest,
my eyes rest
love's rhythm beating
in a moment fleeting.
With mind uncluttered
and words not uttered,
the face of the boy,
source of joy,
I memorize
and capture as
he wiggles down
and runs away
into the arms of another day.
moonbeam smiles,
tiptoe to the door then
burst into my heart.
Lips to hair
I linger there,
inhaling remains
of sweaty games.
Ear to chest,
my eyes rest
love's rhythm beating
in a moment fleeting.
With mind uncluttered
and words not uttered,
the face of the boy,
source of joy,
I memorize
and capture as
he wiggles down
and runs away
into the arms of another day.
664 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2012 2:57pm
1st Dec 2012 2:57pm
All the Happy People
All the happy plastic lives
smiling plastic smiles
ignorant of the pain next door
and what the neighbor hides.
Never hearing the voice inside
while at church in highest fashion
whispers from within-without asking
your religion to have action.
Your blazing fire of judgement
condemns all not like you
consuming the beauty of variety
and burning away what is true.
A cold wind blows like fury
through a hole within your soul
empty space you try to fill
with all that glitters and with gold.
Beyond the walls of Sunday...
smiling plastic smiles
ignorant of the pain next door
and what the neighbor hides.
Never hearing the voice inside
while at church in highest fashion
whispers from within-without asking
your religion to have action.
Your blazing fire of judgement
condemns all not like you
consuming the beauty of variety
and burning away what is true.
A cold wind blows like fury
through a hole within your soul
empty space you try to fill
with all that glitters and with gold.
Beyond the walls of Sunday...
695 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Nov 2012 4:17pm
24th Nov 2012 4:17pm
Borrowed Time
Stolen moments alone
are tick tocked away.
Shadows move across my face
while steady hands eat the day.
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Stealing time not my own
now I live as a thief
loving a borrowed clock for
memories ever brief.
are tick tocked away.
Shadows move across my face
while steady hands eat the day.
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Stealing time not my own
now I live as a thief
loving a borrowed clock for
memories ever brief.
774 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2012 1:04pm
8th Oct 2012 1:04pm
Reflection of Destruction
My shattered life lays in splintered pieces
scattered across my bedroom floor.
A fractured face looks up at me
asking what I can't ignore.
Pick them up, turn them over in my hands
see if any of it makes sense.
Look at things from the other side
to find the why I already know.
Nothing will go back together perfectly.
The cracks will fill and fade.
Never do they disappear nor
does the image look the same.
Smashed hopes, dreams and smiles
reconciled to hurts and disappointments
collaged into a new design that
feels true...
scattered across my bedroom floor.
A fractured face looks up at me
asking what I can't ignore.
Pick them up, turn them over in my hands
see if any of it makes sense.
Look at things from the other side
to find the why I already know.
Nothing will go back together perfectly.
The cracks will fill and fade.
Never do they disappear nor
does the image look the same.
Smashed hopes, dreams and smiles
reconciled to hurts and disappointments
collaged into a new design that
feels true...
679 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2012 2:45am
8th Oct 2012 2:45am
Passion
I let myself be His to own
Bare on my bed and restless,
breath hardly there,
His presence brings me always to my knees
begging to be his pleasure.
Each aspect of my lover
entices my imagination and
excites every erotic desire,
ensnaring my passion.
Chiseled features captivate.
Flashing eyes command
my consciousness to evaporate
leaving me flooded by lust.
Shoulders broad that carry my world and
arms that circle my thoughts
I am hungry to satisfy his lips and
the violence of His love.
He takes me as a spoil...
Bare on my bed and restless,
breath hardly there,
His presence brings me always to my knees
begging to be his pleasure.
Each aspect of my lover
entices my imagination and
excites every erotic desire,
ensnaring my passion.
Chiseled features captivate.
Flashing eyes command
my consciousness to evaporate
leaving me flooded by lust.
Shoulders broad that carry my world and
arms that circle my thoughts
I am hungry to satisfy his lips and
the violence of His love.
He takes me as a spoil...
806 reads
4 Comments
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