Submissions by Shon
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi I'm Shon. I'm newbie here.I'm a newbie too in so many ways.
1st Impression.
I want to write such flippiary.
Titterary and dibberish as such.
Giggerary, tickellish as can be.
To jiggle your chuckle mussels.
Laughtering as your body smiles.
As spasm's of frivolity wave you.
Joviality and rib hurting friggolity.
Till your chuckkle mussels come alive.
You laugh so much holding your ribs.
Unable to speak, It hurts so good.
Sweat breaking out, though ladies glow.
Not wanting it to stop, but cant go on.
As you are struggling to breathe.
Reaching your peak you cry to go on.
Your breath...
Titterary and dibberish as such.
Giggerary, tickellish as can be.
To jiggle your chuckle mussels.
Laughtering as your body smiles.
As spasm's of frivolity wave you.
Joviality and rib hurting friggolity.
Till your chuckkle mussels come alive.
You laugh so much holding your ribs.
Unable to speak, It hurts so good.
Sweat breaking out, though ladies glow.
Not wanting it to stop, but cant go on.
As you are struggling to breathe.
Reaching your peak you cry to go on.
Your breath...
#crush
#lover
#romantic #seductive
#romantic #seductive
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Into the Unknown
The day starts like
A blank canvas
I wonder what ?
Shapes & colours
The sunshine
Will bring
What joys what warmth
What feelings this day
will bring ?
The colours my mind will see
The feelings I perceive
"~It's truly down to me~"
A blank canvas
I wonder what ?
Shapes & colours
The sunshine
Will bring
What joys what warmth
What feelings this day
will bring ?
The colours my mind will see
The feelings I perceive
"~It's truly down to me~"
#karma
#luck
#mystery
#romantic
#spiritual
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The Continuum of Ideal & Real Self. (for me)
I'm feeling more real as I am.
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
#FreeVerse
#honesty
#JelaluddinRumi
#LookingForLove
#wisdom
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Play it again sam.
She strode in, lighting the room.
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
Noticing her immediately.
A jolt went thought me.
I froze as she waved at me.
Or perhaps to the guy sitting next to me.
I waved back in silence.
Avoiding eye contact.
As I'd been advised to do.
Definitely not speak to her in any way.
Told this would upset her so.
Avoidance & silence the strategic way.
Downward gaze as i passed her to the bar.
In the toilet had a breakdown.
Strong sense of mutual...
#MovingOn
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
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The Storm Outside & Inside
The rain tickles the windows.
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
Like the stroking of a witches broom.
Scratching & clawing while i sat.
Contemplation like St Jerome.
The sound became a lashing.
Wind grew into a fierce howling.
Somehow it got inside my head.
Whistling about my chimmley pots.
Gusts & noise rose to a fever pitch.
I thought I was going insane.
It's only the wind and the rain.
I'm warm and safe indoors.
I wake up several time a night.
I sense This raging storm wind howling.
Each and every awaking.
Time is slowing down...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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Tumbling Object
Oooops slip and fumble.
My hand reaches to catch it.
Tumbling out of my grasp.
In slow motion I watch it fall.
Through its parabolic arc.
I see the images as it rotates down.
Recognising it as a Favorited mug.
Emotional attachment floods over me.
Iridescence warm feelings as well.
Memories strolling home.
Via the park behind her home.
Were I found this now spinning mug.
First a ping, which sounded ok.
Then a bounce, followed by a thud.
A resounding crack, not so good.
Several other...
My hand reaches to catch it.
Tumbling out of my grasp.
In slow motion I watch it fall.
Through its parabolic arc.
I see the images as it rotates down.
Recognising it as a Favorited mug.
Emotional attachment floods over me.
Iridescence warm feelings as well.
Memories strolling home.
Via the park behind her home.
Were I found this now spinning mug.
First a ping, which sounded ok.
Then a bounce, followed by a thud.
A resounding crack, not so good.
Several other...
#emotions
#MovingOn
#TimeHeals
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The Moon
The stars over looking the moon.
All gliding across the galactic arc.
Sometimes it like a race
Stars & the moon.
In which the moon always wins.
Its that fast.
Appearing in day light.
At dawn and dusk.
Other wise dwarfed by the only.
Star in the sky.
At night millions & millions of stars.
Appear as dots, pinholes against the dark.
The wanders drift about only visible at night.
Jupiter to Romans the greatest of the gods.
Who's Moons once aided navigation at sea.
Venus Roman goddess of love, ...
All gliding across the galactic arc.
Sometimes it like a race
Stars & the moon.
In which the moon always wins.
Its that fast.
Appearing in day light.
At dawn and dusk.
Other wise dwarfed by the only.
Star in the sky.
At night millions & millions of stars.
Appear as dots, pinholes against the dark.
The wanders drift about only visible at night.
Jupiter to Romans the greatest of the gods.
Who's Moons once aided navigation at sea.
Venus Roman goddess of love, ...
#astrology
#astronomy
#moon
#mythology
#stars
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Not Sure.
I want to write poems, lines & things.
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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The Wolf moon.
The full moon.
The wolf moon.
Coincides with a peak.
View of Mars.
Roman god of war.
Moon romantic celestial body.
For some a portent.
Some an omen.
Others just coincident.
The moon, the wolf & Mars.
That's some scary shit.
Right there.
The wolf moon.
Coincides with a peak.
View of Mars.
Roman god of war.
Moon romantic celestial body.
For some a portent.
Some an omen.
Others just coincident.
The moon, the wolf & Mars.
That's some scary shit.
Right there.
#astronomy
#LifeAsAWriter
#moon #shadows
#moon #shadows
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Discombobulated Heart
When I did not know no pain.
Life looked rosy, the future the same.
Now my heart is discombobulated.
Esp when someone Mentions your name.
Pain returns again & again.
Future looks bleak, black dog like!
Time slows to a trickle.
As light fades away.
I need space of time & distance.
Patience calm & confidence.
Till time speeds up again.
Times I've seen you.
Listened to your say.
Ok I'#ve had my say too.
I'm left confused.
As to what was actually said.
Do you find that's when others.
Talk about me...
Life looked rosy, the future the same.
Now my heart is discombobulated.
Esp when someone Mentions your name.
Pain returns again & again.
Future looks bleak, black dog like!
Time slows to a trickle.
As light fades away.
I need space of time & distance.
Patience calm & confidence.
Till time speeds up again.
Times I've seen you.
Listened to your say.
Ok I'#ve had my say too.
I'm left confused.
As to what was actually said.
Do you find that's when others.
Talk about me...
#BestFriend
#breakup
#MovingOn
#regret
#separation
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Tonight ?
menage a troix.
That's one of three.
What is one of five?
I wonder not sure of what.
Last night none.
Tonight four & me.
No name to call It.
Welcomed & mellow.
I slumber to be.
One red one poker dot.
Two in blue.
Squeke dreams.
xxx
That's one of three.
What is one of five?
I wonder not sure of what.
Last night none.
Tonight four & me.
No name to call It.
Welcomed & mellow.
I slumber to be.
One red one poker dot.
Two in blue.
Squeke dreams.
xxx
#healing
#sensual
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The Kiss
Rodin's sculpture in marble.
One of the three.
One I've seen the most of.
It's called the Lewis one.
First shown in Lewis 1914.
Puritanical protests.
To It's erotic nature.
I too was influenced.
By Rodin's.... the Kiss.
Part of my sex education.
Get a firm grip.
An arm round my neck.
Go in for a full on snog.
Gotta say it worked for me.
But they where naked.
Never got that far.
As a starter...
It was clothed for me.
Rodin's the Kiss.
Turns out to be not quite. ...
One of the three.
One I've seen the most of.
It's called the Lewis one.
First shown in Lewis 1914.
Puritanical protests.
To It's erotic nature.
I too was influenced.
By Rodin's.... the Kiss.
Part of my sex education.
Get a firm grip.
An arm round my neck.
Go in for a full on snog.
Gotta say it worked for me.
But they where naked.
Never got that far.
As a starter...
It was clothed for me.
Rodin's the Kiss.
Turns out to be not quite. ...
#anxiety
#deception
#lies
#manipulation
#regret
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