Submissions by StaveleyJ
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My muse is a fleeting chimera Who flits between further and nearer. Her obvious goal Is obscuring her role And not making anything clearer.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2020 11:15pm
22nd Feb 2020 11:15pm
Southern Cross
At this time everyone feels lost.
An impulse from a distant star
Will come from very far away.
Although it can’t know where you are,
Finds you with a wave of information
From a remote dying constellation.
Tonight, imagine yourself curled
Between the arms of one you love.
His gentle breathing moves your hair,
His simple bicep lies above
Your bicep, as he holds you firmly tight,
To spite the nadir of your darkest night.
When morning comes you’ll wake and know
That like the star, although he’s gone,
He guides your...
An impulse from a distant star
Will come from very far away.
Although it can’t know where you are,
Finds you with a wave of information
From a remote dying constellation.
Tonight, imagine yourself curled
Between the arms of one you love.
His gentle breathing moves your hair,
His simple bicep lies above
Your bicep, as he holds you firmly tight,
To spite the nadir of your darkest night.
When morning comes you’ll wake and know
That like the star, although he’s gone,
He guides your...
#dreams
#night
428 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2020 11:10pm
22nd Feb 2020 11:10pm
One September Afternoon
While looking through a window onto trees,
In the glass I catch my own reflection.
Superimposed on everything I see
I become both language and inflection.
In margins on the page I play a game
Refining what I think I understand,
I cannot step outside this brutal frame
Although I try and act as though I can.
Art Pepper’s “There Won’t Be Another You”
Rewinds itself in circles round the flat,
I try to find myself a different view,
Lost notes collide, metaphors refract.
The mind defines the meaning that it...
In the glass I catch my own reflection.
Superimposed on everything I see
I become both language and inflection.
In margins on the page I play a game
Refining what I think I understand,
I cannot step outside this brutal frame
Although I try and act as though I can.
Art Pepper’s “There Won’t Be Another You”
Rewinds itself in circles round the flat,
I try to find myself a different view,
Lost notes collide, metaphors refract.
The mind defines the meaning that it...
#music
354 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2020 11:19pm
21st Feb 2020 11:19pm
The Razor’s Edge
#betrayal
#confusion
433 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Feb 2020 3:16pm
21st Feb 2020 3:16pm
Reading Train
At seven forty three I start to move
But today my seat is facing wrong.
Although I know where I’m going to
What I see is where I’m coming from.
Behind me my future is set out
Like the pages of an unread book.
I look forward into where I’ve been
I contemplate the route that I just took.
And where are you as you start to read;
Facing me or maybe on my right?
Do you read the headlines that I show,
Or scan my just read pages with delight?
Or are you staring now at what I write
Carried by the rhythm of a train ...
But today my seat is facing wrong.
Although I know where I’m going to
What I see is where I’m coming from.
Behind me my future is set out
Like the pages of an unread book.
I look forward into where I’ve been
I contemplate the route that I just took.
And where are you as you start to read;
Facing me or maybe on my right?
Do you read the headlines that I show,
Or scan my just read pages with delight?
Or are you staring now at what I write
Carried by the rhythm of a train ...
#fate
#travel
452 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Feb 2020 12:37pm
21st Feb 2020 12:37pm
Iron and Steel
#sex
#BDSM
760 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Feb 2020 11:38pm
20th Feb 2020 11:38pm
Valentine's Day
When you've opened your card from hallmark,
And eaten your breakfast in bed,
When you've shared out the last of the chocolates
And all the roses are dead,
When the stars in the heavens are lost to our sight
And the churches have washed away,
You will still own my heart completely
And today will be Valentine's Day.
For our love is not made out of paper
Nor cocoa, nor petals, nor light.
Our love is composed of an infinite force
Which occurs when I hold you tight.
That love will outlast any doctrine
Any hymns or...
And eaten your breakfast in bed,
When you've shared out the last of the chocolates
And all the roses are dead,
When the stars in the heavens are lost to our sight
And the churches have washed away,
You will still own my heart completely
And today will be Valentine's Day.
For our love is not made out of paper
Nor cocoa, nor petals, nor light.
Our love is composed of an infinite force
Which occurs when I hold you tight.
That love will outlast any doctrine
Any hymns or...
#love
#ValentinesDay
589 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Feb 2020 11:28pm
20th Feb 2020 11:28pm
Blood Test
Imagine, that you’re waiting with a friend,
The room is warm with chairs and magazines.
You hear some footsteps then a sort of scream,
A name is called, you answer, it’s not yours.
You stand, and walk a red line round a bend.
And suddenly you’re running down a hall,
You’ve passed the passage that you want to take
But cannot stop; There’s something in your wake
That makes you turn, you turn and nothing’s there,
You’re running and there’s nothing there at all.
You turn again, this time you turn knowing,
It is still there behind...
The room is warm with chairs and magazines.
You hear some footsteps then a sort of scream,
A name is called, you answer, it’s not yours.
You stand, and walk a red line round a bend.
And suddenly you’re running down a hall,
You’ve passed the passage that you want to take
But cannot stop; There’s something in your wake
That makes you turn, you turn and nothing’s there,
You’re running and there’s nothing there at all.
You turn again, this time you turn knowing,
It is still there behind...
#escape
#nightmares
487 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2020 2:19pm
20th Feb 2020 2:19pm
As So Often Happens
As so often happens day turns to night,
Life glides from one to other without seam,
We simply sense an absence of the light;
Reality attracts a bit more dream.
Our lives comprise many such transitions,
States disappear without a cogent end,
Action emanates from indecision,
Base-metal strangers transmute into friends.
One syllable of the words I’ve spoken,
Unknowing, may have made a sea-change start,
We cannot point a finger at the moment
Or separate a fragment from the heart.
Our lives are like waves upon an ocean, ...
Life glides from one to other without seam,
We simply sense an absence of the light;
Reality attracts a bit more dream.
Our lives comprise many such transitions,
States disappear without a cogent end,
Action emanates from indecision,
Base-metal strangers transmute into friends.
One syllable of the words I’ve spoken,
Unknowing, may have made a sea-change start,
We cannot point a finger at the moment
Or separate a fragment from the heart.
Our lives are like waves upon an ocean, ...
#friendship
344 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Feb 2020 1:58pm
19th Feb 2020 1:58pm
The Dark Room
#lust
#sex
#obsession
760 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Feb 2020 1:12pm
19th Feb 2020 1:12pm
The Perfect Match
#lust
#BDSM
693 reads
1 Comment
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