Submissions by Spilled_Inkster
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is where my internal rebel speaks, where the monochrome is colored, where lovers are made into goddesses. It's taken years of self-doubt to finally let my poetry burn a mark on other writer's hearts.
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Dec 2017 11:22pm
5th Dec 2017 11:22pm
Musing on Creator
I like knowing I am a vibrational being. The awareness that my thoughts and emotions are constantly transmitting energy into the world feels as exhilarating as reading a piece of poetry to a captive audience. There is pure joy in realizing that whatever is showing up in each moment, it is the manifestation of my own unique design.
I enjoy unpacking beliefs and unmasking the focused thoughts that created them. There is a sense of liberation in solving puzzles, plus I get to celebrate playing as a sovereign being in the game of life and having the free will to choose what I will...
I enjoy unpacking beliefs and unmasking the focused thoughts that created them. There is a sense of liberation in solving puzzles, plus I get to celebrate playing as a sovereign being in the game of life and having the free will to choose what I will...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Nov 2017 5:41am
12th Nov 2017 5:41am
Love's Spark
Love’s Spark
Within the mystical chant
‘Let there be light’
Sparks ignite
Kindling an eternal fire
Golden torches
Beaming from the
Holographic heart
of the
Universe.
Into the luminous infusion
of dazzling Prana
Passion exhales
Fanning fledging flames
Seeding and feeding wildfires
Searing
Love’s ethereal brand
onto my
Untamed heart.
Lori Beaty © 2017
Within the mystical chant
‘Let there be light’
Sparks ignite
Kindling an eternal fire
Golden torches
Beaming from the
Holographic heart
of the
Universe.
Into the luminous infusion
of dazzling Prana
Passion exhales
Fanning fledging flames
Seeding and feeding wildfires
Searing
Love’s ethereal brand
onto my
Untamed heart.
Lori Beaty © 2017
2225 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 5:43pm
11th Nov 2017 5:43pm
BMW
The Ultimate Fucking Machine
528 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 5:36pm
11th Nov 2017 5:36pm
Bounty
Bounty - The Quicker Fucker Upper
624 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 00:09am
11th Nov 2017 00:09am
When Gods Collide
When Gods collide
Most assuredly,
Blood
Is
Shed.
Coercive powers crusade
Crushing
Free
Will.
Bow your heads!
Bend your knees!
Swim in the backwash of our
Shameless piss.
When fairy tales sanctify
Unavoidably,
Reason
Is
Hijacked.
Knowledge is gunned down
Assassinated
While
Capitulating.
Bombard them with god talk!
Mutilate the truth!
Mobilize the born-again
Corporate Con Man.
When tithes bludgeon
Inevitably,
Children
Are ...
Most assuredly,
Blood
Is
Shed.
Coercive powers crusade
Crushing
Free
Will.
Bow your heads!
Bend your knees!
Swim in the backwash of our
Shameless piss.
When fairy tales sanctify
Unavoidably,
Reason
Is
Hijacked.
Knowledge is gunned down
Assassinated
While
Capitulating.
Bombard them with god talk!
Mutilate the truth!
Mobilize the born-again
Corporate Con Man.
When tithes bludgeon
Inevitably,
Children
Are ...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2017 6:54pm
4th Nov 2017 6:54pm
The Truth
There is a part of me
who only wants
to wake up in the woods, alone
my morning practice - percolating
oil-slicked coffee
drinking from a tin cup and
blowing smoke rings from a
goddamn Lucky Strike.
There is a part of me
who only wants
to sit in a Parisian café, aloof
my observations - poetic
inspirations
scribbled on napkins
smudged with chocolate from a
decadent croissant.
There is a part of me
who only wants
to be immersed in your desire, rapt
my only ambition - sensual
tongue...
who only wants
to wake up in the woods, alone
my morning practice - percolating
oil-slicked coffee
drinking from a tin cup and
blowing smoke rings from a
goddamn Lucky Strike.
There is a part of me
who only wants
to sit in a Parisian café, aloof
my observations - poetic
inspirations
scribbled on napkins
smudged with chocolate from a
decadent croissant.
There is a part of me
who only wants
to be immersed in your desire, rapt
my only ambition - sensual
tongue...
545 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2017 6:06pm
27th Oct 2017 6:06pm
Cottonwood
She is colossal
A giant among giants
Surrounded by friends and lovers
Children dancing beneath
The hemlines of her skirt.
She is devoted
Fearsome in her quest
Majestically rising to meet the sky
Guarding the banks of an
Untamed river.
She is wisdom
Prudence embodied
Spreading truth through sagacious seeds
White cotton parachutes
Float on love’s currents.
She is a sanctuary
Refuge from the storm
Filtering searing rays of light
Depositing gorged shadows
Serene silhouettes.
...
A giant among giants
Surrounded by friends and lovers
Children dancing beneath
The hemlines of her skirt.
She is devoted
Fearsome in her quest
Majestically rising to meet the sky
Guarding the banks of an
Untamed river.
She is wisdom
Prudence embodied
Spreading truth through sagacious seeds
White cotton parachutes
Float on love’s currents.
She is a sanctuary
Refuge from the storm
Filtering searing rays of light
Depositing gorged shadows
Serene silhouettes.
...
608 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
27th Oct 2017 6:04pm
27th Oct 2017 6:04pm
A Poet's Resurrection
I was awakened by
A persistent prodding
Poking at my heart
My own soul
Chiding me
Like a hungry child
Her composure gone
Her tantrum in full swing
Her gnawing pain
Mounting a full on mutiny
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
WAKE THE FUCK UP!
Your narcotized wet dream
Has come to an end
Pseudo-aspiration has capitulated, at last
Waving a tattered white flag to
Your true calling
Your cast of stale characters are
Willfully retreating
Into the shriveling shelters of the ...
A persistent prodding
Poking at my heart
My own soul
Chiding me
Like a hungry child
Her composure gone
Her tantrum in full swing
Her gnawing pain
Mounting a full on mutiny
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
WAKE THE FUCK UP!
Your narcotized wet dream
Has come to an end
Pseudo-aspiration has capitulated, at last
Waving a tattered white flag to
Your true calling
Your cast of stale characters are
Willfully retreating
Into the shriveling shelters of the ...
536 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Oct 2017 11:12pm
26th Oct 2017 11:12pm
Glass Goddess
When first I lay eyes on you
A familiar longing wells up within
Warm, unbridled arousal
Pulsates through my body
Awakening dormant desires
Engorging abstinent fingers who
Ache to caress
Smooth, voluptuous curves.
Your sexy, round openings lure me in
Your luscious, full lips flirt
Begging me
From across a crowded room
For an endless, passionate kisses.
I rarely say no.
Without pause, I pay
The madam wraps you up
I escort you to my room.
Ravenous as I am
I savor...
A familiar longing wells up within
Warm, unbridled arousal
Pulsates through my body
Awakening dormant desires
Engorging abstinent fingers who
Ache to caress
Smooth, voluptuous curves.
Your sexy, round openings lure me in
Your luscious, full lips flirt
Begging me
From across a crowded room
For an endless, passionate kisses.
I rarely say no.
Without pause, I pay
The madam wraps you up
I escort you to my room.
Ravenous as I am
I savor...
866 reads
4 Comments
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