Submissions by Thetravelingfairy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Come sail my ocean and we'll drown together
SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2021 7:13pm
28th Apr 2021 7:13pm
Compulsions
Nightmares, blocked out
Scarred remains of who I was
They were left behind for a reason
And yet, they’ve come back
I’ve felt uneasy before, restless
Why don’t they stay dead?
Disturbances in my head
There’s been a fluke in the system
It’s like my wallpaper
Peeled back, their corners
Just begging
To be ripped
Or perhaps how a wildflower wishes to be seen
Beneath leaves
Waiting for the moment, someone notices
Its hard efforts to bloom under decay
I’ve moved on, haven’t I?
I’ve...
Scarred remains of who I was
They were left behind for a reason
And yet, they’ve come back
I’ve felt uneasy before, restless
Why don’t they stay dead?
Disturbances in my head
There’s been a fluke in the system
It’s like my wallpaper
Peeled back, their corners
Just begging
To be ripped
Or perhaps how a wildflower wishes to be seen
Beneath leaves
Waiting for the moment, someone notices
Its hard efforts to bloom under decay
I’ve moved on, haven’t I?
I’ve...
#memories
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#NaPoWriMo2021
31 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2021 7:28pm
25th Apr 2021 7:28pm
Brainstorming
A war from within
Doesn’t tend to choose its battles
There is no pacifism between heart and head
A skull is sturdy, but a heart will thump until the end
The war doesn’t start with blood
It sneaks up in the night
With tossing and turning
It’s the beat of a drum
Behind the chest
What tricksters they are!
Disguised as love and ideas
The body no longer a body
But a battleship
For the cannons to fire
A war beneath skin
Progresses in brainstorming
Putting restless to use
The mind does...
Doesn’t tend to choose its battles
There is no pacifism between heart and head
A skull is sturdy, but a heart will thump until the end
The war doesn’t start with blood
It sneaks up in the night
With tossing and turning
It’s the beat of a drum
Behind the chest
What tricksters they are!
Disguised as love and ideas
The body no longer a body
But a battleship
For the cannons to fire
A war beneath skin
Progresses in brainstorming
Putting restless to use
The mind does...
#conflict
#war
#NaPoWriMo2021
23 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2021 9:18pm
23rd Apr 2021 9:18pm
The Fingernail
Perception is everything
To many, a moon is:
A crescent, or simply “the moon”
Perhaps constructed of cheese.
Tell me, what do you see?
As the shape grows and shrinks..
It has lived through many phases
A luminous globe
A slice of lemon
Sometimes it’s all just a blur
A shadow..
I once thought, the sky was a backdrop
And at its center lived a glowing sliver
“Look daddy, a fingernail!” As I called it
Holding my infant index above my platinum fluff
And yet, to this day
Despite those many names
The moon...
To many, a moon is:
A crescent, or simply “the moon”
Perhaps constructed of cheese.
Tell me, what do you see?
As the shape grows and shrinks..
It has lived through many phases
A luminous globe
A slice of lemon
Sometimes it’s all just a blur
A shadow..
I once thought, the sky was a backdrop
And at its center lived a glowing sliver
“Look daddy, a fingernail!” As I called it
Holding my infant index above my platinum fluff
And yet, to this day
Despite those many names
The moon...
#moon
#funny
#memories #NaPoWriMo2021
#memories #NaPoWriMo2021
27 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2021 6:08pm
18th Apr 2021 6:08pm
Dirty Drinker
Dirty drinker
Street scum
Tangled hair
Stumbling out alone
Until she finds another home
Uses them like garbage cans
After serviced, onto the next
I detest this face of stone
So coldly gray and wrinkled
Shriveled like she’s out of season
History has marked her
Like a page crinkled
Those sapphire eyes, glazed
She doesn’t want me
No..
She wants love
But
I can’t give what I never received
My dainty hands reject the sins
That dirty drinking hands seek hungrily
I’m sorry, dirty...
Street scum
Tangled hair
Stumbling out alone
Until she finds another home
Uses them like garbage cans
After serviced, onto the next
I detest this face of stone
So coldly gray and wrinkled
Shriveled like she’s out of season
History has marked her
Like a page crinkled
Those sapphire eyes, glazed
She doesn’t want me
No..
She wants love
But
I can’t give what I never received
My dainty hands reject the sins
That dirty drinking hands seek hungrily
I’m sorry, dirty...
#parent
#alcohol
#addiction
#hurt
#NaPoWriMo2021
47 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Apr 2021 8:17pm
17th Apr 2021 8:17pm
Pillow Talk
If only my pillow could talk..
I wonder now and then
Would it tell the truth?
Would it be honest like me?
If I asked my pillow
How many times I’ve soaked my eyes in it
It may throw a number or two
If I asked my pillow
How many nights
I’ve beaten the hell out of it
There would be no answer
If I begged my pillow for forgiveness
From years of mistreatment and neglect
I imagine it would try to reply
But such words would be muffled by my head
My pillow never once failed to listen
On...
I wonder now and then
Would it tell the truth?
Would it be honest like me?
If I asked my pillow
How many times I’ve soaked my eyes in it
It may throw a number or two
If I asked my pillow
How many nights
I’ve beaten the hell out of it
There would be no answer
If I begged my pillow for forgiveness
From years of mistreatment and neglect
I imagine it would try to reply
But such words would be muffled by my head
My pillow never once failed to listen
On...
#confessional
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
28 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Apr 2021 6:25pm
14th Apr 2021 6:25pm
No More Tears to Shed
What can one do, with so much hatred
Built up fury, caged inside?
All my tears I’ve used
Abused
I own no more to shed
If I stole some back, there would be sin
A stain or two, some smears
I’m afraid I’d waste those tears again
So tell me, what can one do
To set these vices free?
I’ve carried them so long
They are my property
I’ve tried selling them, through various methods
I call them “tricks of the street”
You learn them from other prisoners
Who squandered tears so carelessly
Now that...
Built up fury, caged inside?
All my tears I’ve used
Abused
I own no more to shed
If I stole some back, there would be sin
A stain or two, some smears
I’m afraid I’d waste those tears again
So tell me, what can one do
To set these vices free?
I’ve carried them so long
They are my property
I’ve tried selling them, through various methods
I call them “tricks of the street”
You learn them from other prisoners
Who squandered tears so carelessly
Now that...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2021
69 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Apr 2021 00:50am
13th Apr 2021 00:50am
Self Reflection
Foggy mirrors
In a misty room
Clothed in lemon and rose
Blanketed in heat, as I stand
With a blurred image
I don’t care to see
The mess of me
Scrubbing skin
Dampening my hair
Though I am clean
There is a scum
No sponge has removed
Even coated in perfume
I smell it
An aftertaste, unrideable
Wiping the condensation from the glass
I catch a glimpse of my figure
Still glazed in droplets
Drenched blonde and porcelain
I saw, focusing in
Turning for my towel, until
I lost her ...
In a misty room
Clothed in lemon and rose
Blanketed in heat, as I stand
With a blurred image
I don’t care to see
The mess of me
Scrubbing skin
Dampening my hair
Though I am clean
There is a scum
No sponge has removed
Even coated in perfume
I smell it
An aftertaste, unrideable
Wiping the condensation from the glass
I catch a glimpse of my figure
Still glazed in droplets
Drenched blonde and porcelain
I saw, focusing in
Turning for my towel, until
I lost her ...
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#NaPoWriMo2021
51 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Apr 2021 00:38am
9th Apr 2021 00:38am
Horticulture
I prefer my trees
My flowers, shrubs
And weeds
They fill my lungs with petal breath
Never refuse breakfast
No.. plants are easy
People have a way with disappointment and complaining, though I’ve tried
Friends
Such uncooperative beings
That’s why, I choose gardening
Sweet little sprouts, buds
Thorns
All in rows for me to tend..
Even the sun acknowledges my efforts
It labors with me
Many seasons I have gone
Without someone to water me
Hold my hand
Trim my leaves ...
My flowers, shrubs
And weeds
They fill my lungs with petal breath
Never refuse breakfast
No.. plants are easy
People have a way with disappointment and complaining, though I’ve tried
Friends
Such uncooperative beings
That’s why, I choose gardening
Sweet little sprouts, buds
Thorns
All in rows for me to tend..
Even the sun acknowledges my efforts
It labors with me
Many seasons I have gone
Without someone to water me
Hold my hand
Trim my leaves ...
#dark
#bipolar
#flowers
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2021
48 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
4th Apr 2021 5:05pm
4th Apr 2021 5:05pm
Her Weeping Seeds
I’ve seen each and every droplet from her
The salty ones
That trickle slowly in a stream
Never stopping its flow, at times
These droplets she has showered many
And it never did look pretty
As they rained over letters
Pictures
Bloody hands
Dirty fingernails
But when I kissed the salt away
She smiled
A rainbow after the storm
Joyful droplets are my favorite kind
Delightfully sweet, like sugar and honey
As golden as her hair
Watering the earth farther than
Her mossy eyes can see
As if...
The salty ones
That trickle slowly in a stream
Never stopping its flow, at times
These droplets she has showered many
And it never did look pretty
As they rained over letters
Pictures
Bloody hands
Dirty fingernails
But when I kissed the salt away
She smiled
A rainbow after the storm
Joyful droplets are my favorite kind
Delightfully sweet, like sugar and honey
As golden as her hair
Watering the earth farther than
Her mossy eyes can see
As if...
#sadness
#spring
#MentalHealth
#emotional
#NaPoWriMo2021
49 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Mar 2021 5:07pm
5th Mar 2021 5:07pm
Pavements
curbside dreams, and smoggy streets
is where my body longs to be
where lampposts buzz
and the moon kisses my frost bitten cheeks
so rosy, though not one can see
i am alone, but far from lonely..
i have miles of pavement to keep me company
what good is daytime strolling
when all i do
is burn beneath the sun
and smear chalk onto everything?
that, and the heat
is just plain exhausting
so i pick myself up
when nobody’s watching
and carry on pavements
that never see walking
is where my body longs to be
where lampposts buzz
and the moon kisses my frost bitten cheeks
so rosy, though not one can see
i am alone, but far from lonely..
i have miles of pavement to keep me company
what good is daytime strolling
when all i do
is burn beneath the sun
and smear chalk onto everything?
that, and the heat
is just plain exhausting
so i pick myself up
when nobody’s watching
and carry on pavements
that never see walking
#moon
#night
#MentalHealth
#myself
#confusion
80 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2021 7:55pm
17th Feb 2021 7:55pm
Transcendence
May each word that slips through
My hungering lips
Fall like droplets of love, onto yours
As it builds up inside, this storm that I carry
Do not fight my wind, I invite you
To chase it instead
May the pools I’ve delivered, turn to rivers that run
Transcending this wall between
Connecting two streams, where we’ll meet
And may you see, that the depths of my heart
Is an ocean increasing
Do not sail it, go swimming
My hungering lips
Fall like droplets of love, onto yours
As it builds up inside, this storm that I carry
Do not fight my wind, I invite you
To chase it instead
May the pools I’ve delivered, turn to rivers that run
Transcending this wall between
Connecting two streams, where we’ll meet
And may you see, that the depths of my heart
Is an ocean increasing
Do not sail it, go swimming
#love
#romantic
#water
#FallingInLove
#emotions
122 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2021 5:22am
29th Jan 2021 5:22am
Fantasy
they are reflections
i’ve come to know
as closer you walk
they reach out, as you do
if the world goes dark
and you find your mind alone
i’ve come to see
not one reflection left
to keep one’s eyes company
i’ve come to know
as closer you walk
they reach out, as you do
if the world goes dark
and you find your mind alone
i’ve come to see
not one reflection left
to keep one’s eyes company
#loneliness
#relationships
#conflict
#friendship
#betrayal
95 reads
5 Comments
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