Submissions by _shadoe_ (.............)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction poet? not so much... but i do a fantastic robot bunny impression
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2019 8:52pm
2nd Jul 2019 8:52pm
a short letter that says too much about nothing ~
#confessional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Jul 2019 8:05pm
1st Jul 2019 8:05pm
wo bist du ~
come find me where the sun kisses lviv's skyline goodnight...
i am that gypsy skirt'd creature with the crescent moon
tangl'd in my riotous curls,
a victorian ghost_
eternally waiting as józefina, my body a mausoleum
for emotions i pretend not to feel when you insinuate yourself
into the measure ov my breaths, when the foreign lilt
wilts on salt kiss'd lips
... icarus heart, jump from the ledge with me
i am that gypsy skirt'd creature with the crescent moon
tangl'd in my riotous curls,
a victorian ghost_
eternally waiting as józefina, my body a mausoleum
for emotions i pretend not to feel when you insinuate yourself
into the measure ov my breaths, when the foreign lilt
wilts on salt kiss'd lips
... icarus heart, jump from the ledge with me
#UnrequitedLove
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7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Jun 2019 9:20am
30th Jun 2019 9:20am
nocturne ~ {iv}
we meditated
the propinquity of
galaxy & sea glass succor
before the edges tilted
{&} viole[n]t skies
curdled in tints
of apricot & contusion
… beneath stained glass
& pressed flower memories,
kaleidoscope worlds unfurled
in the twist of wrist & mane …
*
& those amethyst screams
kept tumbling
through the taste of
crossed wires & copper coins _
did you hear me
through
{the epiphany
of torn lash flutter
& breathlessness?}
that...
the propinquity of
galaxy & sea glass succor
before the edges tilted
{&} viole[n]t skies
curdled in tints
of apricot & contusion
… beneath stained glass
& pressed flower memories,
kaleidoscope worlds unfurled
in the twist of wrist & mane …
*
& those amethyst screams
kept tumbling
through the taste of
crossed wires & copper coins _
did you hear me
through
{the epiphany
of torn lash flutter
& breathlessness?}
that...
#lust
#BDSM
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9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2018 8:35pm
5th Dec 2018 8:35pm
but first...
iv.
shambling
like an extra on the walking dead,
hair at cardinal points
& as murphy would have it
a stray breast escaped
the confines of a tank top.
again.
iii.
my face lies in the bottom of a handbag
waiting to be applied so i might
pass as human, or look (at the very least)
like i slept more than 2hrs last night
thanks to three tints of concealer
& enough strobe to blind a raver.
ii.
the tiny human has lost two socks
& a shoe
somewhere
in the fur pile of...
shambling
like an extra on the walking dead,
hair at cardinal points
& as murphy would have it
a stray breast escaped
the confines of a tank top.
again.
iii.
my face lies in the bottom of a handbag
waiting to be applied so i might
pass as human, or look (at the very least)
like i slept more than 2hrs last night
thanks to three tints of concealer
& enough strobe to blind a raver.
ii.
the tiny human has lost two socks
& a shoe
somewhere
in the fur pile of...
#coffee
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16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2018 10:10am
29th Nov 2018 10:10am
he, the aether ~ {v}
iii}
your blue palate
plaited around us
in the sequin'd light;
you sucked the thin skin
stretch'd almond pale
across the {w}rack ov
my bones
{iii}
'haps it was the dark hair, carpeting darker skin
as it strain'd against waxen limbs
ov boyes-esque insinuation;
silver'd by dying hours {&} frost'd breaths
like fingerprints on panes ov rib & hip. the bruis'd
stutter ov memory lives in
bleach'd tea stains.
{i}
i did not want the owls
{wet & mute as they were}
i ...
your blue palate
plaited around us
in the sequin'd light;
you sucked the thin skin
stretch'd almond pale
across the {w}rack ov
my bones
{iii}
'haps it was the dark hair, carpeting darker skin
as it strain'd against waxen limbs
ov boyes-esque insinuation;
silver'd by dying hours {&} frost'd breaths
like fingerprints on panes ov rib & hip. the bruis'd
stutter ov memory lives in
bleach'd tea stains.
{i}
i did not want the owls
{wet & mute as they were}
i ...
#love
#dark
#erotic
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2018 9:45am
29th Aug 2018 9:45am
he, the aether ~ {iv}
dear you,
i am writing from that juxtaposition, damnit.
wholly unhinged with the nails torn from my wrists,
more than two sheets to the gale
{&} fluttering still like my pale roots pinch'd between
your cruor stained fingers.
mayhap you'd noticed if you looked away
from the flames.
i am loose inside my skin, goddamn you,
a speck ov dust, a drift in the scattered beams gnawing thru the blinds.
think i might... maybe... hate you...
just a little.
//
{iii}
i lay crucified with you, in the violence, in the...
i am writing from that juxtaposition, damnit.
wholly unhinged with the nails torn from my wrists,
more than two sheets to the gale
{&} fluttering still like my pale roots pinch'd between
your cruor stained fingers.
mayhap you'd noticed if you looked away
from the flames.
i am loose inside my skin, goddamn you,
a speck ov dust, a drift in the scattered beams gnawing thru the blinds.
think i might... maybe... hate you...
just a little.
//
{iii}
i lay crucified with you, in the violence, in the...
#love
#lust
#dark
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15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2018 12:07pm
25th May 2018 12:07pm
he, the aether ~ {iii}
iii}
i wear the perfumed nights;
blood orange
{&} evergreen
in the shadow ov my breasts,
molecules ov memoria
as bitter as they're sweet ~
... i write in the scents
ov your native soil,
accented curs{iv}e notes
caught on
the curve ov your tongue ...
you swallow my musing whole,
not savouring the discord
caused there
where the wind ate my words
*
my tongue lies
dead in your mouth, a sacrifice
to your wanton destruction,
the caviar'd curses
carved on my palate
my...
i wear the perfumed nights;
blood orange
{&} evergreen
in the shadow ov my breasts,
molecules ov memoria
as bitter as they're sweet ~
... i write in the scents
ov your native soil,
accented curs{iv}e notes
caught on
the curve ov your tongue ...
you swallow my musing whole,
not savouring the discord
caused there
where the wind ate my words
*
my tongue lies
dead in your mouth, a sacrifice
to your wanton destruction,
the caviar'd curses
carved on my palate
my...
#love
#dark
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22 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd May 2018 9:05pm
23rd May 2018 9:05pm
apadravya worship ~ {xi}
iii}
i read the seams of your failed
self-immolation
& threaded a lash through the eye of a needle
to embroider a musallah in
the loom of your scars.
I found the eastern horizon in
the mihrab that stretched between your ribs,
in the nexus of raised tissue & ink
like a neglected holy book.
{ii}
there was a systematic awakening of my
inactive consciousness,
a molecular stirring to automation
& i felt
the moment's potential, the pulse of kismet
vital & necessary beneath my bare...
i read the seams of your failed
self-immolation
& threaded a lash through the eye of a needle
to embroider a musallah in
the loom of your scars.
I found the eastern horizon in
the mihrab that stretched between your ribs,
in the nexus of raised tissue & ink
like a neglected holy book.
{ii}
there was a systematic awakening of my
inactive consciousness,
a molecular stirring to automation
& i felt
the moment's potential, the pulse of kismet
vital & necessary beneath my bare...
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM #spiritual
#BDSM #spiritual
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21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th May 2018 5:45pm
19th May 2018 5:45pm
he, the aether ~ {ii}
iv}
lust was nicotine & your tsipouro soaked tongue.
finger fucking on the edge of a pit,
the circling crush of unfamiliar bones
drifting
grazing
fevered
grinding
the drunken sway on too-high-heels
to black whispers
{iii}
i cradle the frozen january nights,
frosted blood on my palms
melting to slush on your tongue,
the heinousness lingers, a warm memory
of you ... stained jaw, copper tongue ...
a macabre god
demanding
{ii}
the...
lust was nicotine & your tsipouro soaked tongue.
finger fucking on the edge of a pit,
the circling crush of unfamiliar bones
drifting
grazing
fevered
grinding
the drunken sway on too-high-heels
to black whispers
{iii}
i cradle the frozen january nights,
frosted blood on my palms
melting to slush on your tongue,
the heinousness lingers, a warm memory
of you ... stained jaw, copper tongue ...
a macabre god
demanding
{ii}
the...
#gratitude
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6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th May 2018 1:54pm
17th May 2018 1:54pm
he, the aether ~
iii}
i bleed between the layers of juniper & raw liquor.
across the divide, you live all my tomorrows, alone
while i am a perpetual yesterday, hindsight
folded into the creases of those worn-in jeans
carelessly clinging to your lean hips.
i speak to the mocking horizon, sleepless still
since the blue room & the grey clouds
& the desperate silence screaming to be filled.
{ii}
your spine lingers beneath no poem.
i clutch at the dead memories with mute fingers ~
the hauntedness in your black eyes
my...
i bleed between the layers of juniper & raw liquor.
across the divide, you live all my tomorrows, alone
while i am a perpetual yesterday, hindsight
folded into the creases of those worn-in jeans
carelessly clinging to your lean hips.
i speak to the mocking horizon, sleepless still
since the blue room & the grey clouds
& the desperate silence screaming to be filled.
{ii}
your spine lingers beneath no poem.
i clutch at the dead memories with mute fingers ~
the hauntedness in your black eyes
my...
#gratitude
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14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Feb 2018 1:00pm
19th Feb 2018 1:00pm
~ {iv}
iii}
blind sockets caught
aniseed & black tea tomorrows spilt from the pith
of souvenirs i
carry in the crux of my obsession
where the chant echoes
& my bones thrash
{fevered}
thru salt crusted nights burrowing between
lashes casting slender slices of lust
in the half-light
{ii}
my origami heart lay a heap of crumpled wet
as i noted time passing, a fleeting shadow
slipping as smoke between my throat & your breath
as it filled my lungs despite your fingers
tangling in the fragile...
blind sockets caught
aniseed & black tea tomorrows spilt from the pith
of souvenirs i
carry in the crux of my obsession
where the chant echoes
& my bones thrash
{fevered}
thru salt crusted nights burrowing between
lashes casting slender slices of lust
in the half-light
{ii}
my origami heart lay a heap of crumpled wet
as i noted time passing, a fleeting shadow
slipping as smoke between my throat & your breath
as it filled my lungs despite your fingers
tangling in the fragile...
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9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2018 7:59pm
9th Feb 2018 7:59pm
~ {iii}
iii}
i knocked, if only to find my spine
in your claw-footed belly
where i left it to
collect the sloughed cells
of potential.
our brevity lingered,
a water stain on the ceiling
from which i
licked the absurdity of
3am confessions.
{ii}
it may have been the sight of my lighter in your hands,
fingers cupping the breath of orange from the wind
as you drew the flare deep into the lines on your face,
as i watched the harshness fade from your bones
when you lay back against borrowed sheets &...
i knocked, if only to find my spine
in your claw-footed belly
where i left it to
collect the sloughed cells
of potential.
our brevity lingered,
a water stain on the ceiling
from which i
licked the absurdity of
3am confessions.
{ii}
it may have been the sight of my lighter in your hands,
fingers cupping the breath of orange from the wind
as you drew the flare deep into the lines on your face,
as i watched the harshness fade from your bones
when you lay back against borrowed sheets &...
353 reads
15 Comments
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