Submissions by Styxian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction A tall, haggard ol tree, uprooted too many times. But life is good!
LOVE POEM
Published
Yesterday 3:11am
Yesterday 3:11am
Torn Screen
I pulled it out of my shirt,
held it tight in my hand,
close by my side.
I waited, until
you weren't looking.
I threw it down
and kicked it to a corner.
You said that I got in
through a torn screen.
That you didn't open the door.
I said that I lost my balance
or something,
it just wasn't how it looked.
And you asked, then what now.
I stammered, I don't know,
I'm with you,
and it's your room.
So, we stuck around,
each the other's unconcern.
You called a few friends
between...
held it tight in my hand,
close by my side.
I waited, until
you weren't looking.
I threw it down
and kicked it to a corner.
You said that I got in
through a torn screen.
That you didn't open the door.
I said that I lost my balance
or something,
it just wasn't how it looked.
And you asked, then what now.
I stammered, I don't know,
I'm with you,
and it's your room.
So, we stuck around,
each the other's unconcern.
You called a few friends
between...
#regret
#frustration
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2022 7:07pm
23rd Jan 2022 7:07pm
f**k Stick
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#crush
36 reads
6 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
22nd Jan 2022 5:22am
22nd Jan 2022 5:22am
Day With Dad
They say you can never go home again
What I think is meant
is that you drag it behind you
when you go
So if you ever return
it is spread out behind you
Like a kite tail
that does its own wind dance
regardless of where the kite leads
Sure, it follows a pattern
but not always exactly.
I went to dad's
He is dying again
on his third false alarm
They keep laying him down
and he keeps standing up
He hates it there you know
no one is allowed to smoke
So he gets close enough to better
so he can go...
What I think is meant
is that you drag it behind you
when you go
So if you ever return
it is spread out behind you
Like a kite tail
that does its own wind dance
regardless of where the kite leads
Sure, it follows a pattern
but not always exactly.
I went to dad's
He is dying again
on his third false alarm
They keep laying him down
and he keeps standing up
He hates it there you know
no one is allowed to smoke
So he gets close enough to better
so he can go...
#gratitude
#admiration
#respect
52 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Jan 2022 3:39am
20th Jan 2022 3:39am
Siden
Red silk wrapped
loosely over breast
careless, easy to sleep
She's drifting in and out
of a night with me
A white wing laying
upon my lucid arm
I rub her back, tracing
the beginning swan
Eyes flutter, she lands awake
softly by me, nestles
as I turn the silk away
Gold necklaces twice adorn
her swallows, as she rests
the voice that brought me here
by her very breath
at a moment's asking
For my sake, she returns
reminding me we are twice entwined
Once in aware, and once in a web...
loosely over breast
careless, easy to sleep
She's drifting in and out
of a night with me
A white wing laying
upon my lucid arm
I rub her back, tracing
the beginning swan
Eyes flutter, she lands awake
softly by me, nestles
as I turn the silk away
Gold necklaces twice adorn
her swallows, as she rests
the voice that brought me here
by her very breath
at a moment's asking
For my sake, she returns
reminding me we are twice entwined
Once in aware, and once in a web...
#sensual
#temptation
#passion
115 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jan 2022 2:50am
17th Jan 2022 2:50am
Seru (Winter Garden)
How remarkable you are
in such astonishing
surroundings
How attractive
So much aglow
in a bed of shadows
A velvet blue spread froths
at its crest, lace waves
lap at your neck
You breathe it forth
then away, letting it tease you
Letting you tease yourself
fabricly, and me
Your muddy feet,
or is it simply shade
ebbing back away from you
Your kick makes a frilly splash
of the sheets
Now aglow, like a great pearl
that I've pried for awhile now
Head to toe, and nothing else
is as...
in such astonishing
surroundings
How attractive
So much aglow
in a bed of shadows
A velvet blue spread froths
at its crest, lace waves
lap at your neck
You breathe it forth
then away, letting it tease you
Letting you tease yourself
fabricly, and me
Your muddy feet,
or is it simply shade
ebbing back away from you
Your kick makes a frilly splash
of the sheets
Now aglow, like a great pearl
that I've pried for awhile now
Head to toe, and nothing else
is as...
#happiness
#admiration
#emotions
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jan 2022 3:34am
12th Jan 2022 3:34am
The Great Loves Have Gone
The great loves have gone
left with the shadows at dawn
My eyes searching the sky
looking for reasons, why
The heart grows colder
with another day older
My body still denying
to escape this dying
That follows, when alone
The great loves are gone
my soul must live on
Searching the solemn night
for reasons to light
One candle, burning unknown
The hair turns gray
as the night bids the day
Take over this watch
this old man has wrought
An empty heart,...
left with the shadows at dawn
My eyes searching the sky
looking for reasons, why
The heart grows colder
with another day older
My body still denying
to escape this dying
That follows, when alone
The great loves are gone
my soul must live on
Searching the solemn night
for reasons to light
One candle, burning unknown
The hair turns gray
as the night bids the day
Take over this watch
this old man has wrought
An empty heart,...
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jan 2022 5:08am
11th Jan 2022 5:08am
Old Friend
She was older
her bike had just two wheels
And she'd grab my handlebar
then peddle so fast
until I was a man, looking back
She said it'd please her
if I jumped in
The lake was stunning
Sheer calm over rocked bottom
The cold made me mortal
I didn't care, she'd fix that
again
She was the one
who took away my pencil
and gave me watercolors
She said draw, too
then smiled when her
fridge was covered
I saw it but once, on a rainy day
when my car died near there
I thought it more,...
her bike had just two wheels
And she'd grab my handlebar
then peddle so fast
until I was a man, looking back
She said it'd please her
if I jumped in
The lake was stunning
Sheer calm over rocked bottom
The cold made me mortal
I didn't care, she'd fix that
again
She was the one
who took away my pencil
and gave me watercolors
She said draw, too
then smiled when her
fridge was covered
I saw it but once, on a rainy day
when my car died near there
I thought it more,...
#love
#gratitude
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4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jan 2022 6:42am
8th Jan 2022 6:42am
Tables Turned
She laid back upon the table
elbows bracing, for the sudden coolness of mahogany.
Her eyes never left me, even as I watched her strain
the muscles in her abdomen.
But the table, solid, withstanding
her determination, and her shaking.
She stole one glance, at the candle above her head
-Maybe too close. But it made a great halo.
And I stood against the far counter,
contemplating
breaking angels in.
How do you go, from good to bad
in such a sudden rush, and then slower
acknowledgement.
How is need so overpowering...
elbows bracing, for the sudden coolness of mahogany.
Her eyes never left me, even as I watched her strain
the muscles in her abdomen.
But the table, solid, withstanding
her determination, and her shaking.
She stole one glance, at the candle above her head
-Maybe too close. But it made a great halo.
And I stood against the far counter,
contemplating
breaking angels in.
How do you go, from good to bad
in such a sudden rush, and then slower
acknowledgement.
How is need so overpowering...
#lust
#passion
130 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jan 2022 6:00am
8th Jan 2022 6:00am
Spoon
There's a lover in my soup.
I stirred her, with the spoon.
Then cradled her, within
the cup of my hands.
The aromas mixed in a chaos
of steam and scent,
of sighs and sweat.
Oils for brewing
our decadence.
I sipped a hair, one of
her twenty thousand strands
of Autumn falling, red and gold.
She brushed it aside, from
my lips and we kissed
Summer stay.
We glowed in its pride,
of its stare; Mere mortals
yet tonight we pray
in whispers, for fate
to make the night
as kind as...
I stirred her, with the spoon.
Then cradled her, within
the cup of my hands.
The aromas mixed in a chaos
of steam and scent,
of sighs and sweat.
Oils for brewing
our decadence.
I sipped a hair, one of
her twenty thousand strands
of Autumn falling, red and gold.
She brushed it aside, from
my lips and we kissed
Summer stay.
We glowed in its pride,
of its stare; Mere mortals
yet tonight we pray
in whispers, for fate
to make the night
as kind as...
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
110 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
6th Jan 2022 2:23am
6th Jan 2022 2:23am
The First Last Days
Those sad smiles under your eyes are turning purple.
I hit you with so much I guess.
Three days, is it?
The cat came to the bedroom door again. just looked at me
with some pissy face, and walked away.
You're not expended yet; Wakening, opening a smile
so unlike the fooling eyes.
Your nose is santa red. You were up all night again
delivering me gifts.
Me, the poor child crying over have nots
and losses of what's left.
My tears were leftovers, like a receipt coming late,
from a horrible debt paid with...
#sadness
#grief
#bittersweet
91 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2022 3:39pm
2nd Jan 2022 3:39pm
Blue Bird
(Blue Bird)
Kittens do not like rain,
it's not warm-wet
like their mother's tongue
So do not make me wait
under your barely a porch-roof
for long
Haste yourself home
I've brought your coat back
It's my salvation still
as then
Although it's a sad animal hide,
soaked in grey sky-blood
as cold as death
But I watched a blue bird
brave the elements
thrown ahead of it
Sorcery; the skies brewed angry
for clouds that have no arms
nor legs
Only breath ...
Kittens do not like rain,
it's not warm-wet
like their mother's tongue
So do not make me wait
under your barely a porch-roof
for long
Haste yourself home
I've brought your coat back
It's my salvation still
as then
Although it's a sad animal hide,
soaked in grey sky-blood
as cold as death
But I watched a blue bird
brave the elements
thrown ahead of it
Sorcery; the skies brewed angry
for clouds that have no arms
nor legs
Only breath ...
#happiness
62 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Dec 2021 6:15am
31st Dec 2021 6:15am
The Moon Swan
Wasn't pity, no.
My eyes were glossed over
with watching her wear
the rain over her hourglass.
And time, it did move,
somewhere inside me too.
In breaths, in second breaths
that I had no knowledge of.
Pale and perfect; White upon her
seemed less like clothes.
-As clean linen on a summer line
daring the wind to touch her
under and up to a heaven
only needy gods would know.
She stands, ten pearls onto the sand,
beckons an ocean
to kiss her feet;
Me, but I'm new and again
as young as then ...
My eyes were glossed over
with watching her wear
the rain over her hourglass.
And time, it did move,
somewhere inside me too.
In breaths, in second breaths
that I had no knowledge of.
Pale and perfect; White upon her
seemed less like clothes.
-As clean linen on a summer line
daring the wind to touch her
under and up to a heaven
only needy gods would know.
She stands, ten pearls onto the sand,
beckons an ocean
to kiss her feet;
Me, but I'm new and again
as young as then ...
#sensual
#temptation
128 reads
9 Comments
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