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.
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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no mercy given...
he had his predilections
but his favorite was getting me in a particular position
grasping me by the ankles
& tugging
until my ass hung over the edge of the bed
hands dominantly gripping hips
he preferred this...
unlimited access...
the angle...the depth...
absolute control...
all fit his specific requirements
a need to be completely in charge
& he'd hold me
hostage to his beautiful bondage
ankles resting on his shoulders
patiently maintaining his composure
as if he hadn't just... ...
but his favorite was getting me in a particular position
grasping me by the ankles
& tugging
until my ass hung over the edge of the bed
hands dominantly gripping hips
he preferred this...
unlimited access...
the angle...the depth...
absolute control...
all fit his specific requirements
a need to be completely in charge
& he'd hold me
hostage to his beautiful bondage
ankles resting on his shoulders
patiently maintaining his composure
as if he hadn't just... ...
#BDSM
#erotic
#lover #sex
#lover #sex
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sole bound
his eyes spoke at full volume
intense & narrowed with hunger
gaze curving downward
following heated palms
cupping perfectly rounded bottom
lingering in reverence
...pausing...
a dominant squeeze...
traveling at leisure
{he always had an intended destination in mind}
over thighs deliciously lush
slightly parted...nothing hidden
calves caressed by his possessive touch
but it was the ankles...
...the arch
...toes slightly pointed
as knots released & bindings fell free
their movement...
sending his...
intense & narrowed with hunger
gaze curving downward
following heated palms
cupping perfectly rounded bottom
lingering in reverence
...pausing...
a dominant squeeze...
traveling at leisure
{he always had an intended destination in mind}
over thighs deliciously lush
slightly parted...nothing hidden
calves caressed by his possessive touch
but it was the ankles...
...the arch
...toes slightly pointed
as knots released & bindings fell free
their movement...
sending his...
#BDSM
#erotic
#lover
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6 Comments
no subcontractors allowed
he looked upon the expanse of my flesh
proclaiming it perfect
forbidding the loss of even a single ounce
as if he had the right
believing he actually saw me naked
I have never been anything as simple as that
not realizing the layers that went into my making
how every pound represents something else
more sinister than this body can adequately express
comprised of years of abuse
& decades of self-loathing
{the worst...
nothing can be done
more horrific
than what we do to ourselves}
it's a fortress...understand ...
proclaiming it perfect
forbidding the loss of even a single ounce
as if he had the right
believing he actually saw me naked
I have never been anything as simple as that
not realizing the layers that went into my making
how every pound represents something else
more sinister than this body can adequately express
comprised of years of abuse
& decades of self-loathing
{the worst...
nothing can be done
more horrific
than what we do to ourselves}
it's a fortress...understand ...
#confessional
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#strength
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confessing need...
30 of 30
maybe it's considered distasteful
admitting this...
but what the hell
I'm just gonna own it
it won't be the first time...
my undiluted truth spilled out
leaving a stain upon the ground
for uneasy eyes to scuttle around
it's just how it is...
I've accepted that
I have a need...
to be heard...understood...
...dare I say it...
...seen
to have confirmation
that I matter in some manner
even in the slightest capacity
...in an external context
outside my own head ...
maybe it's considered distasteful
admitting this...
but what the hell
I'm just gonna own it
it won't be the first time...
my undiluted truth spilled out
leaving a stain upon the ground
for uneasy eyes to scuttle around
it's just how it is...
I've accepted that
I have a need...
to be heard...understood...
...dare I say it...
...seen
to have confirmation
that I matter in some manner
even in the slightest capacity
...in an external context
outside my own head ...
#confessional
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
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just this once...
29 of 30
I'm breaking my own rule
contemplating a particular what if
has me wondering...
who would I be...
if I loved me...
the way I care about others
how strong could I have been
if the understanding I've always given
had landed square on my weary shoulders
a cloak repelling the cold
as the world rained hard on my day
would it have borne less weight
been less agonizingly saturating
if I felt my own worth
how much less would it hurt
if the being on the receiving end ...
I'm breaking my own rule
contemplating a particular what if
has me wondering...
who would I be...
if I loved me...
the way I care about others
how strong could I have been
if the understanding I've always given
had landed square on my weary shoulders
a cloak repelling the cold
as the world rained hard on my day
would it have borne less weight
been less agonizingly saturating
if I felt my own worth
how much less would it hurt
if the being on the receiving end ...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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