Submissions by Tallen (earth_empath)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am not really a seasoned writer. I write to Feel Less and I read to Feel more.
Wait For Me (I'm Falling Behind! )
Wait for me,
Please.
O, wait for me,
You're dancing too fast----
so way out of line
Spinning like a top,
I'm falling behind!
Wait for me,
You're loving too quick----
an explosive mine
After the prey,
I'm falling behind!
You're living to swift----
no time to, " be "
so outta sight,
Please wait for me!
Not resting enough----
for or five hours a day?
Whatever is, it can wait;
sleep a while and stay.
You're working too much----
'say you can't spare...
Please.
O, wait for me,
You're dancing too fast----
so way out of line
Spinning like a top,
I'm falling behind!
Wait for me,
You're loving too quick----
an explosive mine
After the prey,
I'm falling behind!
You're living to swift----
no time to, " be "
so outta sight,
Please wait for me!
Not resting enough----
for or five hours a day?
Whatever is, it can wait;
sleep a while and stay.
You're working too much----
'say you can't spare...
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration
#FeelingLost
#emotional
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4 Comments
Philosophical Mush
Is it wrong for us
to re-thread the torn
fabric of our hearts…..
Creating a patchwork
of Beautiful
“ sweet somethings “
where each section so
tenderly stitched with
intimate spiritual love
from our onset;
and with each tiny link
I can Feel us quilting
ourselves, enveloping
our spirits to a guarded
place in our universe
if only to protect us
from falling in romantic
love where a great physical
expanse becomes an
irresistible force
only to meet up with our
immovable love
for...
to re-thread the torn
fabric of our hearts…..
Creating a patchwork
of Beautiful
“ sweet somethings “
where each section so
tenderly stitched with
intimate spiritual love
from our onset;
and with each tiny link
I can Feel us quilting
ourselves, enveloping
our spirits to a guarded
place in our universe
if only to protect us
from falling in romantic
love where a great physical
expanse becomes an
irresistible force
only to meet up with our
immovable love
for...
#love
#hope
#spiritual #gratitude
#spiritual #gratitude
496 reads
4 Comments
Print Her Needs
Each time she turned me on
I spilled myself all over the page.
Her supple fingers lightly from
the onset touched the outer
oval green button and I found
myself instantly warming and
warming to her need.
I feared that maybe
Something would go wrong
And she would no longer
Need me
She might need someone
Else who could give
Her what she wants
Instead
Perhaps, her need to run
has her seeking other
pastures, a laser method
of faster hotter results.
O how I ache, I long to...
I spilled myself all over the page.
Her supple fingers lightly from
the onset touched the outer
oval green button and I found
myself instantly warming and
warming to her need.
I feared that maybe
Something would go wrong
And she would no longer
Need me
She might need someone
Else who could give
Her what she wants
Instead
Perhaps, her need to run
has her seeking other
pastures, a laser method
of faster hotter results.
O how I ache, I long to...
#love
#romantic
#beauty
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Refuse
world's apart
kindred spirits
mud asunder.
slumber heart
micro-scoped, herein
water-fell interlude.
Merely
reiterated
(a) friendship
abbreviated. . .
recycle
cool refuse
water.
kindred spirits
mud asunder.
slumber heart
micro-scoped, herein
water-fell interlude.
Merely
reiterated
(a) friendship
abbreviated. . .
recycle
cool refuse
water.
#love
#hope
#friendship
430 reads
1 Comment
Interconnected to a Dream Transfusion
Again, once again I've taken a wee nap
upon my keyboard. I've been doing this
a lot lately. No longer have I been able
to slumber on the sleeping unit which
rests upon the floor. For each time I try
I dream. I dream of her, my muse and her
transfusion connects us to a greater
cemented degree and I am not certain this
is right. This might be another time
where I must sacrifice my heart for her
greater good. For I am nothing, though
everything to us!
It is an Interconnected Transfusion of
spiritual fluid...
upon my keyboard. I've been doing this
a lot lately. No longer have I been able
to slumber on the sleeping unit which
rests upon the floor. For each time I try
I dream. I dream of her, my muse and her
transfusion connects us to a greater
cemented degree and I am not certain this
is right. This might be another time
where I must sacrifice my heart for her
greater good. For I am nothing, though
everything to us!
It is an Interconnected Transfusion of
spiritual fluid...
#dark
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4 Comments
Hypocorism
I fell like an ancient Tree uprooted
From rain soaked Forested ground.
Consecutive nights daily pounded
Pitter and Pats of dropping sound.
Infectious sense of symbiotic humor
like colored mold growth on Trees;
You, my Love, have grown on me
forever with You, I’d love to be.
No photos of You hang from Your wall
ne’er have I laid my eyes upon You.
However, my heart and soul anew
Feels the Beauty inside of You.
No nomenclature is required
My Love, is more than enough.
Your name I could use as much
if My...
From rain soaked Forested ground.
Consecutive nights daily pounded
Pitter and Pats of dropping sound.
Infectious sense of symbiotic humor
like colored mold growth on Trees;
You, my Love, have grown on me
forever with You, I’d love to be.
No photos of You hang from Your wall
ne’er have I laid my eyes upon You.
However, my heart and soul anew
Feels the Beauty inside of You.
No nomenclature is required
My Love, is more than enough.
Your name I could use as much
if My...
#sadness
#regret
#hope
#heartbroken
#breakup
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2 Comments
Proclivity
Arrest period of one duration
or another is sought for when
cutting musty torn relations
and communications. Then
and only then, well after the
facts have been exposed like
squeezing the dark yellow
ooze from the gaping hole,
can the healing, real healing
begin.
Complacent and actually fun
it is most difficult to end it
no less, give it all up
completely.
Repetitions over long periods
create a love verses hate
ritual that often becomes
routinely euphoric but only
over the good in a long run.
...
or another is sought for when
cutting musty torn relations
and communications. Then
and only then, well after the
facts have been exposed like
squeezing the dark yellow
ooze from the gaping hole,
can the healing, real healing
begin.
Complacent and actually fun
it is most difficult to end it
no less, give it all up
completely.
Repetitions over long periods
create a love verses hate
ritual that often becomes
routinely euphoric but only
over the good in a long run.
...
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#healing
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2 Comments
Streets ahead _________________________________
Just over that hill
when we get there
think of the thrill
all lighted up
and we’re coasting
avenues all below!
We began, You and me
Parallel tempo’d beats
and in turning the corners
Learning, Healing feats.
” Streets ahead (of me), “
Is what You said.
Sorry to disagree
more awake, maybe
eyes wider opened
Spirited Free?!
Beautiful Good Friend
Please, no long face
we’re not in a race
(Just) don’t jog in place
Eventually,
and electrically
we all will arrive ...
when we get there
think of the thrill
all lighted up
and we’re coasting
avenues all below!
We began, You and me
Parallel tempo’d beats
and in turning the corners
Learning, Healing feats.
” Streets ahead (of me), “
Is what You said.
Sorry to disagree
more awake, maybe
eyes wider opened
Spirited Free?!
Beautiful Good Friend
Please, no long face
we’re not in a race
(Just) don’t jog in place
Eventually,
and electrically
we all will arrive ...
#happiness
#love
#friendship
#motivational
#inspirational
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Stir Bye
Like when an oiled slice
a wok of blue finned
She slid into my life
and the meal was so
wonderful, so full
of flavor and spices
and while it lasted
I so savored each pass
passing repast.
But as quickly as the
oil cooked off and out
She evaporated from
my existence.
Just the other day
I caught a brief hint
a wisp of aroma
of meals prepared…
labors of
vested time and love…
Stirred, this memory
recalled - caught me
off guarded.
And as before ~
a wok of blue finned
She slid into my life
and the meal was so
wonderful, so full
of flavor and spices
and while it lasted
I so savored each pass
passing repast.
But as quickly as the
oil cooked off and out
She evaporated from
my existence.
Just the other day
I caught a brief hint
a wisp of aroma
of meals prepared…
labors of
vested time and love…
Stirred, this memory
recalled - caught me
off guarded.
And as before ~
#sadness
#breakup
#disappointment
#IMissYou
#separation
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Jocular Jigging
Pursue life freely ~
Risk, laugh and dangle
for life can be jocular
if we seek love
not jangle.
Dance the dance;
live the dance
and such like things.
Dance, dance perchance ~
Soar high, higher above
on vibrating wings.
Life is but a mortal jig
to stress otherwise
would be a tragedy.
Allow Your soul to grow (real) big;
and without guise
and this can be our victory!
Forget not
those many along the way
Reach out ~
With love, tenderness and play.
Ever in life be digging: ...
Risk, laugh and dangle
for life can be jocular
if we seek love
not jangle.
Dance the dance;
live the dance
and such like things.
Dance, dance perchance ~
Soar high, higher above
on vibrating wings.
Life is but a mortal jig
to stress otherwise
would be a tragedy.
Allow Your soul to grow (real) big;
and without guise
and this can be our victory!
Forget not
those many along the way
Reach out ~
With love, tenderness and play.
Ever in life be digging: ...
#motivational
#inspirational
#uplifting
#dance
#passion
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Rut & Ritual
Is it habitual
this
sinkhole of sad?
Preferring the ritual
of depression - bad?
Oft times this
Feel
is deeper felt.
More so than
fleeting
happiness.
Seemingly, unloved
and wanting
to Feel. . .
a deep bleed
a lasting cut
Filling a need
Redundant rut!
Drawn from the past
Brought forth
darkened
sad
Practiced
& made to last
This ~
a new ritual
to have.
this
sinkhole of sad?
Preferring the ritual
of depression - bad?
Oft times this
Feel
is deeper felt.
More so than
fleeting
happiness.
Seemingly, unloved
and wanting
to Feel. . .
a deep bleed
a lasting cut
Filling a need
Redundant rut!
Drawn from the past
Brought forth
darkened
sad
Practiced
& made to last
This ~
a new ritual
to have.
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#learning
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Natural Revelation
In our Green pastures Feeling
and in_ cool waters flow,
soft in the evening
& with_ You I know,
all the faeries of the Forest
will fly_ with such glow
with You I’ll grow.
Waters’ cool
In our rivers
Pastures’ green
In our Forests
Day by day…
With You I know
Waters’ cool
In our rivers
Pastures’ green
In our Forests
Night by night
With You I’ll grow.
In our Blue skies of Feeling
And in_ our spiritual space,
Long into the evening
With You_ we are on pace ...
and in_ cool waters flow,
soft in the evening
& with_ You I know,
all the faeries of the Forest
will fly_ with such glow
with You I’ll grow.
Waters’ cool
In our rivers
Pastures’ green
In our Forests
Day by day…
With You I know
Waters’ cool
In our rivers
Pastures’ green
In our Forests
Night by night
With You I’ll grow.
In our Blue skies of Feeling
And in_ our spiritual space,
Long into the evening
With You_ we are on pace ...
#forest
#sky
#water
#nature
#fairies
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