Submissions by Whitewidow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I chose White Widow as my name to oppose the dark perception I have of my life which creates my reality My very recent widowhood is a challenge I will overcome
SELF POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 11:51pm
12th Dec 2022 11:51pm
She Never Climbs
Behind rice paper walls
she cries to the wind
that carries the sorrows
of the one she has lost
the one she would die for
Beneath a bright sun she
gathers soot from fallen
chimneys the taste on her
lips brings back memories
of intended joy, and
thoughts of survival.
Pieces of pitch, still burn
in her pocket saved
for their warmth, when
loneliness turns cold,
when tears soak her rags
with dreams melting
onto calloused bare feet.
Blinding loss from a
two-way mirror,...
#grief
#death
287 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 8:44am
12th Dec 2022 8:44am
Love
Love
#love
#philosophical
528 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 2:41am
12th Dec 2022 2:41am
Lady Crimson
Lady Crimson, shine on
fearless into the depths
of your mind, carry on
with the tides to shores
healed from pain
days upon years, shattered
pieces of you stolen away
replaced with sorrow
yet, you do not falter
You gather all anger and pain
the scrap of life you smelt
into gold
Then pour into a vessel
this vessel is you're
very own, heart of gold
Lady Crimson
shine on
Happy Birthday
fearless into the depths
of your mind, carry on
with the tides to shores
healed from pain
days upon years, shattered
pieces of you stolen away
replaced with sorrow
yet, you do not falter
You gather all anger and pain
the scrap of life you smelt
into gold
Then pour into a vessel
this vessel is you're
very own, heart of gold
Lady Crimson
shine on
Happy Birthday
#love
#friendship
267 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2022 6:53pm
11th Dec 2022 6:53pm
Within These Rings
I stand inferior, within
rings of creasote
they feel, my age.
I breathe in a perception
of depravity grounded
into this desert floor.
Long suffering are we
in our self reliance
with our skinny legs
and bare branches.
Shallow roots unlike mine
grip the shifting sands
that build
round my ankles
Devil's dance, northward
across the landscape
seeking to rid themselves
of their turbulent ways.
I have danced their ways
before a tangle
of such freedom that
doesn't exist
it...
rings of creasote
they feel, my age.
I breathe in a perception
of depravity grounded
into this desert floor.
Long suffering are we
in our self reliance
with our skinny legs
and bare branches.
Shallow roots unlike mine
grip the shifting sands
that build
round my ankles
Devil's dance, northward
across the landscape
seeking to rid themselves
of their turbulent ways.
I have danced their ways
before a tangle
of such freedom that
doesn't exist
it...
#grief
195 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2022 5:12pm
11th Dec 2022 5:12pm
On Solemn Ground
Consecrate my loneliness
by the fireside where harmony circles with the east wind
over blackened seas that
roar for endless hours
upon days
Bury my ways in silence with
the sound of stillness
beneath carved monoliths
that bear the philosophy
of old
I need no one
Let the gullible sing my dirge without emotion covered
In the robe of winter over
gray grasses with sharp edges slicing their needs while
trying to flee
I hear the prayers
for the return of my once
rooted hope those timid...
by the fireside where harmony circles with the east wind
over blackened seas that
roar for endless hours
upon days
Bury my ways in silence with
the sound of stillness
beneath carved monoliths
that bear the philosophy
of old
I need no one
Let the gullible sing my dirge without emotion covered
In the robe of winter over
gray grasses with sharp edges slicing their needs while
trying to flee
I hear the prayers
for the return of my once
rooted hope those timid...
#LifeChangingMoment
193 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2022 1:52am
11th Dec 2022 1:52am
Quantum Level
Never, have I felt so alone
the vastness of this world overwhelms all that I am
The width, breadth, and
depth of what is
compresses this grief
into a solid mass then
lies still within my heart
Excessive tears
are simply cold
sleep
I drown in a sea
of slumber searching
for your warmth
An ocean of peace
and love that we
shared seems
out of reach
where have you gone ?
I wasn't done
loving you
the vastness of this world overwhelms all that I am
The width, breadth, and
depth of what is
compresses this grief
into a solid mass then
lies still within my heart
Excessive tears
are simply cold
sleep
I drown in a sea
of slumber searching
for your warmth
An ocean of peace
and love that we
shared seems
out of reach
where have you gone ?
I wasn't done
loving you
#grief
249 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2022 1:51am
11th Dec 2022 1:51am
Sun On My Pillow
Old habits are where
you linger
pouring just one cup
of coffee my memories
play out morning conversations over, and over again
the ones that will no longer
be spoken in this room
I miss you as I rest
in prayer asking God
to take this widow, weak
with grief under his wing
comfort me, make me
strong again, guide me
on this journey
without you by my side
Dear God
show me, how to live
you linger
pouring just one cup
of coffee my memories
play out morning conversations over, and over again
the ones that will no longer
be spoken in this room
I miss you as I rest
in prayer asking God
to take this widow, weak
with grief under his wing
comfort me, make me
strong again, guide me
on this journey
without you by my side
Dear God
show me, how to live
#grief
#death
208 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2022 11:47pm
9th Dec 2022 11:47pm
Graceful Passing
My grief exists on life's
fringes, seizing tattered
borders with careworn
fingers that weave colorful
waxed threads into a
delicate hand woven
reality
Memories derived from
broken stems whose backbone
of denial strengthens what
I choose to remember
I mourn the quiet times
that have escaped me
tearing my perception of you
into manageable pieces
easier to digest
Grant me again the
innumerable times you held
me absorbing the warmth
of your skin into mine
...
fringes, seizing tattered
borders with careworn
fingers that weave colorful
waxed threads into a
delicate hand woven
reality
Memories derived from
broken stems whose backbone
of denial strengthens what
I choose to remember
I mourn the quiet times
that have escaped me
tearing my perception of you
into manageable pieces
easier to digest
Grant me again the
innumerable times you held
me absorbing the warmth
of your skin into mine
...
#grief
#death
265 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2022 7:03pm
9th Dec 2022 7:03pm
Within Rings
I stand inferior,
within rings of creasote
they feel, my age.
I breathe in a perception
of depravity grounded
into this desert floor.
Long suffering are we
in our self reliance
with our skinny legs
and bare branches.
Shallow roots unlike mine
grip the shifting sands
that build round my ankles
Devil's dance, northward
across the landscape
seeking to rid themselves
of their turbulent ways.
I have danced their ways
before, a tanglement
of such freedom that doesn't
exist it...
within rings of creasote
they feel, my age.
I breathe in a perception
of depravity grounded
into this desert floor.
Long suffering are we
in our self reliance
with our skinny legs
and bare branches.
Shallow roots unlike mine
grip the shifting sands
that build round my ankles
Devil's dance, northward
across the landscape
seeking to rid themselves
of their turbulent ways.
I have danced their ways
before, a tanglement
of such freedom that doesn't
exist it...
#grief
244 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Dec 2022 5:08am
9th Dec 2022 5:08am
Pain Beneath
Chrysanthemums
quiescent beneath pain
words of healing
like new buds on
the lips of assurance
break through the storm
within this spirit
Still wet
with dew they blossom
bringing an awareness,
a calm warm presence
my credence
quiescent beneath pain
words of healing
like new buds on
the lips of assurance
break through the storm
within this spirit
Still wet
with dew they blossom
bringing an awareness,
a calm warm presence
my credence
#sadness
#grief
#death #LifeCycle
#death #LifeCycle
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Dec 2022 5:01am
9th Dec 2022 5:01am
I breathe
I breathe, to save my life
as the wind sweeps by
then steals it away
leaving only thoughts
of yesterday, now fresh
and raw of when
we were young and dumb
These emotions tend to
make me needy like a
muck rake after the snow
Where do I go for solace?
You will be there
You will always be there
I want to carve out a space
within this tired soul
to fit my undying love still
ever present
Encourage me
to live life without you
with joy
as the wind sweeps by
then steals it away
leaving only thoughts
of yesterday, now fresh
and raw of when
we were young and dumb
These emotions tend to
make me needy like a
muck rake after the snow
Where do I go for solace?
You will be there
You will always be there
I want to carve out a space
within this tired soul
to fit my undying love still
ever present
Encourage me
to live life without you
with joy
#grief
313 reads
3 Comments
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