Submissions by WillowsWhimsies
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
At one time also known here as TimidlyTemped and FromtheAsh. All voices of the same soul. Only one voice needed now. Also recently one of the voices for the now defunct Confluence account.
shattered
I'm looking back
things you said
& what you didn't
realizing
how much more powerful
was your silence
I don't give compliments
but you deserve them
did I
really
they felt so beautiful
caressing my fragility
it was the juxtaposition
that threw me
to be so loved
& so abandoned
shoved into a glass box
dark with self-doubt
clouded with anxiety
while you sat
just beyond reach
swirling the ice in your tumbler
watching me
silently
...
things you said
& what you didn't
realizing
how much more powerful
was your silence
I don't give compliments
but you deserve them
did I
really
they felt so beautiful
caressing my fragility
it was the juxtaposition
that threw me
to be so loved
& so abandoned
shoved into a glass box
dark with self-doubt
clouded with anxiety
while you sat
just beyond reach
swirling the ice in your tumbler
watching me
silently
...
#breakup
#healing
#MovingOn
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discoball mind
fragments of mirror & flashing skies
strobe existence within the night
I'm moved
beyond words
body curled & mind stretched
my tiny world expanded
as bolt after bolt landed
& the rumble stomping ever closer
holding me in place
awestruck
I always am
when weather matches the storm inside
unseen
because I cap the bottle
locking that shit down
it's my chaos
nobody else needs to deal with it
screaming verses into the universe
ticking off a litany of pain
allowing them to naturally fade ...
strobe existence within the night
I'm moved
beyond words
body curled & mind stretched
my tiny world expanded
as bolt after bolt landed
& the rumble stomping ever closer
holding me in place
awestruck
I always am
when weather matches the storm inside
unseen
because I cap the bottle
locking that shit down
it's my chaos
nobody else needs to deal with it
screaming verses into the universe
ticking off a litany of pain
allowing them to naturally fade ...
#confessional
#PersonalGrowth
#storm
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unraveling into evolution
the sky fell a little that day
sun shrouded in veils of charcoal grey
as I held tatters in my trembling hands
watching them dissolve
fading away
until I found no more solidity
& reluctantly let go of the dream
the hopes of an us for eternity
really...how long is that anyway...
years of conversations & plans
future lives combined
no longer alone in the dark
stitching together two weary hearts
a meeting of two haunted minds
you brought your reality
I handed you mine
unknowingly
I offered more than I...
sun shrouded in veils of charcoal grey
as I held tatters in my trembling hands
watching them dissolve
fading away
until I found no more solidity
& reluctantly let go of the dream
the hopes of an us for eternity
really...how long is that anyway...
years of conversations & plans
future lives combined
no longer alone in the dark
stitching together two weary hearts
a meeting of two haunted minds
you brought your reality
I handed you mine
unknowingly
I offered more than I...
#breakup
#confessional
#TimeHeals
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data input does not compute
eventually he gave up asking me
what's on your mind
learning instead to phrase it differently
how are you feeling
it took a while for him to understand
communication can be like that
babbling back & forth
until we find common ground
thoughts for me...
are practically intangible...
...too tangled up with emotion
that chaotic kinda processing
can make it too hard to ascertain
where a track might be going
...or if it's even the right train
yeah...I know...I know
but you're a planner... ...
what's on your mind
learning instead to phrase it differently
how are you feeling
it took a while for him to understand
communication can be like that
babbling back & forth
until we find common ground
thoughts for me...
are practically intangible...
...too tangled up with emotion
that chaotic kinda processing
can make it too hard to ascertain
where a track might be going
...or if it's even the right train
yeah...I know...I know
but you're a planner... ...
#learning
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
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I get triggered when I hear it...
I stopped being a victim
when I quit begging permission
to exist
in a world full of predators
no longer caring how they'd feel
if I fought back
showing my growing strength
because they never gave me the same courtesy
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& I hate the phrase
take back your power
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when it's stolen as children...
we never even knew we'd need it
much less how to keep it
it's importance lost on us
uprooted little seedlings
so we heal
one...
when I quit begging permission
to exist
in a world full of predators
no longer caring how they'd feel
if I fought back
showing my growing strength
because they never gave me the same courtesy
-
--
---
& I hate the phrase
take back your power
---
--
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when it's stolen as children...
we never even knew we'd need it
much less how to keep it
it's importance lost on us
uprooted little seedlings
so we heal
one...
#confessional
#healing
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#PersonalGrowth
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suspension...
now why did you have to go
& say those words
in that deep throated tone
you know what they were
knew how they'd crash over me
...a rapturous tide
you know how wet a flood can get
I'd say it drenched my panties
but we both know I don't wear any
still...
the stream of honey salted cream
coated my parted thighs
& you knew that too
sensed it...scented it...expected it...relished it
oh my arrogant sadist
you also knew...
that I'd be very aware...
...what it cost you
to leave me untouched ...
& say those words
in that deep throated tone
you know what they were
knew how they'd crash over me
...a rapturous tide
you know how wet a flood can get
I'd say it drenched my panties
but we both know I don't wear any
still...
the stream of honey salted cream
coated my parted thighs
& you knew that too
sensed it...scented it...expected it...relished it
oh my arrogant sadist
you also knew...
that I'd be very aware...
...what it cost you
to leave me untouched ...
#lover
#sensual
#temptation
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lilac kisses
spring is a flirtatious vixen
eager to sow her precious seeds
& experience a world barely awakening
she dares burst forth
...so full of life...
while snow still blankets the earth
coy little crocuses shoving impatiently through
splashes of purples...yellows...& blues
exuberant & anxious to show her potential
she flaunts her prominent belly
glowing with her fertile beauty
as she births flora & fauna alike
a new year has been born
with all her children gathered at her feet
decadently spawning every color...
eager to sow her precious seeds
& experience a world barely awakening
she dares burst forth
...so full of life...
while snow still blankets the earth
coy little crocuses shoving impatiently through
splashes of purples...yellows...& blues
exuberant & anxious to show her potential
she flaunts her prominent belly
glowing with her fertile beauty
as she births flora & fauna alike
a new year has been born
with all her children gathered at her feet
decadently spawning every color...
#happiness
#nature
#spring
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all about perspective...
let's talk about cowardice...shall we
I search all the time for answers
spend countless hours in self-reflection
it's true...I make changes
but when it comes down to it...
I struggle just to show up
frequently I...can't
my bed has a permanent indentation
in the fetal position
what kind of life is that...
living my existence like it's a cameo appearance
...barely visible
...unmemorable
walk off the scene...& poof
...forgotten
I was so afraid of rocking boats
I didn't even...
I search all the time for answers
spend countless hours in self-reflection
it's true...I make changes
but when it comes down to it...
I struggle just to show up
frequently I...can't
my bed has a permanent indentation
in the fetal position
what kind of life is that...
living my existence like it's a cameo appearance
...barely visible
...unmemorable
walk off the scene...& poof
...forgotten
I was so afraid of rocking boats
I didn't even...
#confessional
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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conversations with the mirror...
let's get into the ugly truth
how about the pain...
...caused by you
whenever he...she...they...
...pick your descriptor...
left you in a pool of your own blood
stinging with fresh wounds
what did you do with the lesson
don't even try that old tired line...
...but I was so young
weren't they the same age...just saying
while you're waxing poetic in self-reflection
how did you react...after the hurt
did you move with more understanding
exercise a different kind of compassion
or did you erect walls made...
how about the pain...
...caused by you
whenever he...she...they...
...pick your descriptor...
left you in a pool of your own blood
stinging with fresh wounds
what did you do with the lesson
don't even try that old tired line...
...but I was so young
weren't they the same age...just saying
while you're waxing poetic in self-reflection
how did you react...after the hurt
did you move with more understanding
exercise a different kind of compassion
or did you erect walls made...
#confessional
#memories
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
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irony in reflection
I know nothing of silver spoons
no knowledge of silver platters
but I have a deep & haunting familiarity
with the magnetic ladle of self-loathing
surprising how often I put it down
...moved on...
only to find it back in my hand
cold surface slapping hard against my delicate psyche
the marks it leaves placed strategically
where only I can see
reducing me to a silent wreck
at times like these...
...avoidance becomes key
so nobody sees how the slightest breeze completely unbalances me
as I totter on legs too traitorous...
no knowledge of silver platters
but I have a deep & haunting familiarity
with the magnetic ladle of self-loathing
surprising how often I put it down
...moved on...
only to find it back in my hand
cold surface slapping hard against my delicate psyche
the marks it leaves placed strategically
where only I can see
reducing me to a silent wreck
at times like these...
...avoidance becomes key
so nobody sees how the slightest breeze completely unbalances me
as I totter on legs too traitorous...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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cedar song
the cedars creak outside my window
their hollow mumbling bones
rhythmically speaking
low-toned
in nothing but the softest whispers
barely heard above howling wind
as filigree shadows sidle
sideways
gentle fingers trailing across my storm-tossed mind
I feel their humming in my marrow
mo{u}rning songs of ancient sorrows
drumming pain within the ground
& I lay prostrate
face pressed to throbbing earth
in silent reverence
listening
to...
their hollow mumbling bones
rhythmically speaking
low-toned
in nothing but the softest whispers
barely heard above howling wind
as filigree shadows sidle
sideways
gentle fingers trailing across my storm-tossed mind
I feel their humming in my marrow
mo{u}rning songs of ancient sorrows
drumming pain within the ground
& I lay prostrate
face pressed to throbbing earth
in silent reverence
listening
to...
#healing
#nature
#SelfDiscovery
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bulging at the seams
there's no burden to be found
carrying a full heart around
stuffed to the edges with love
saturated with laughter
brimming with memories
it's what makes us so textured
so beautiful
our porous souls soaking in all those emotions
even endings whisper of beginnings
as start once spoke of its own stop
not every exhale will be followed by inhale
but every moment lived with passion
...compassion...
breathes on long after it ceases
as weightless as space when carried with grace
battered & dented though it...
carrying a full heart around
stuffed to the edges with love
saturated with laughter
brimming with memories
it's what makes us so textured
so beautiful
our porous souls soaking in all those emotions
even endings whisper of beginnings
as start once spoke of its own stop
not every exhale will be followed by inhale
but every moment lived with passion
...compassion...
breathes on long after it ceases
as weightless as space when carried with grace
battered & dented though it...
#confessional
#love
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