Submissions by a_piscean_dream (Tierra)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Self-poetry, art, and nature are my keys to self-reflection. I enjoy implementing rhyme and imagery into my writing.
Shift
Seasonal changes
Though we are not quite ready
Bring what we need most
Open yourself up to new
Let what is old fall away
Though we are not quite ready
Bring what we need most
Open yourself up to new
Let what is old fall away
#environment
#tanka
394 reads
3 Comments
Permission to Be
To me
Poetry is a vessel
A channel
Through which I create and release
No more pressure and overthinking
Here, I'll express myself with ease
A chance
To free the repressed thoughts from my mind
No longer holding back
Here, I'll leave the past behind
A therapy session
Spiritual cleansing, inner-child healing, manifestation
Here, my sanity will never come into question
A maze
Where you're lost
For all of the right reasons
No easy escape ...
Poetry is a vessel
A channel
Through which I create and release
No more pressure and overthinking
Here, I'll express myself with ease
A chance
To free the repressed thoughts from my mind
No longer holding back
Here, I'll leave the past behind
A therapy session
Spiritual cleansing, inner-child healing, manifestation
Here, my sanity will never come into question
A maze
Where you're lost
For all of the right reasons
No easy escape ...
#identity
#freedom
#healing #WritingPoetry
#healing #WritingPoetry
438 reads
4 Comments
I Never Asked to be a Diamond
I never asked to be a diamond
Under constant pressure
Expected to embrace confinement
I'd much rather reject forced refinement
Than continue in this climate
Really, will there ever be a time when
Imperfection is invited
Not shamed
Excellence is natural
Not staged
And proclaiming softness is seen as truly powerful and brave
I never asked to be a diamond
Under constant pressure
Expected to embrace confinement
I'd much rather reject forced refinement
Than continue in this climate
Really, will there ever be a time when
Imperfection is invited
Not shamed
Excellence is natural
Not staged
And proclaiming softness is seen as truly powerful and brave
I never asked to be a diamond
#courage
365 reads
2 Comments
Boundless
A ladder appears in my dreams
Circular in fashion
And never-ending, it seems
My ascent begins
When, like water over rocks in a stream
My grip starts slipping
Pitch blackness surrounds me
In an instant, I'm falling
Right side up? Upside down?
I can't see a thing
Approaching zero gravity
I gasp for air
Reaching out for the next rung
But it's not there
Panic sets in
Surely, I know
I'll never find security again
No control
Merely a lost soul
I close my eyes
With...
Circular in fashion
And never-ending, it seems
My ascent begins
When, like water over rocks in a stream
My grip starts slipping
Pitch blackness surrounds me
In an instant, I'm falling
Right side up? Upside down?
I can't see a thing
Approaching zero gravity
I gasp for air
Reaching out for the next rung
But it's not there
Panic sets in
Surely, I know
I'll never find security again
No control
Merely a lost soul
I close my eyes
With...
#anxiety
#strength
#courage
#FeelingLost
#determination
413 reads
3 Comments
Life Abstract
What does it mean to be a work in progress?
A composition incomplete
Yet so full of promise
A massive canvas painted in such great detail
Look carefully
Each brush stroke with a different story to tell
In artist's hand
A pallet filled with brilliant yellows, reds, and shadowy blues
Cast aside, are the muted hues
Negative spaces
Essential to this presentation
We'll call them creative blocks
Areas to be covered out of desperation
Spot-lit moments of...
A composition incomplete
Yet so full of promise
A massive canvas painted in such great detail
Look carefully
Each brush stroke with a different story to tell
In artist's hand
A pallet filled with brilliant yellows, reds, and shadowy blues
Cast aside, are the muted hues
Negative spaces
Essential to this presentation
We'll call them creative blocks
Areas to be covered out of desperation
Spot-lit moments of...
#identity
#rhyming
#SelfReflection #art
#SelfReflection #art
450 reads
7 Comments
In The Deep
Waves of sadness arise from an ocean of sorrow
Drifting just beneath the surface
A girl with no time left to borrow
Despite her attempts to escape the deep and the dark
She remains anchored to the sea floor
Weighed down by a heavy heart
Accompanying her
The vacant shells of unkept promises
Alongside them
The murky remnants of unpaid for consequences
Within the few, fleeting moments she has ever spent reflecting
The girl recounts how often she has feigned victim in her life...
Drifting just beneath the surface
A girl with no time left to borrow
Despite her attempts to escape the deep and the dark
She remains anchored to the sea floor
Weighed down by a heavy heart
Accompanying her
The vacant shells of unkept promises
Alongside them
The murky remnants of unpaid for consequences
Within the few, fleeting moments she has ever spent reflecting
The girl recounts how often she has feigned victim in her life...
#dark
#forgiveness
#SelfReflection #apathy
#SelfReflection #apathy
319 reads
1 Comment
Time Reveler
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our realities align
For all of the time I spend in the past
Replaying your last,
moments
You would think I were a time traveler,
A time reveler
One whose reflection provides the comfort you can no longer supply
Absent, not of your own choice
But through your call to rejoice,
in Heaven
Finally, your weary soul found rest
It seems, life was through putting your spirit to the test
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our...
Until, one day, our realities align
For all of the time I spend in the past
Replaying your last,
moments
You would think I were a time traveler,
A time reveler
One whose reflection provides the comfort you can no longer supply
Absent, not of your own choice
But through your call to rejoice,
in Heaven
Finally, your weary soul found rest
It seems, life was through putting your spirit to the test
Constantly rebounding between this and that time
Until, one day, our...
#sadness
#grief
#death
#memories
#separation
441 reads
10 Comments
Blu
Baby Blu,
What am I going to do with you?
My little kitten, so wild and free,
Dashing about faster than the eye can see.
At your happiest, you purr so loud,
I question whether thunder erupted from a cloud.
An expert at delivering the sweetest kisses,
It leaves me reeling how quickly they turn into hisses.
Your fur, as soft as freshly fallen snow,
With claws that pierce skin like a bow.
Still, I love your precious face,
I'm forever grateful to have found you in such a place.
So rough and unloving was that brush.
Where you hid, ...
What am I going to do with you?
My little kitten, so wild and free,
Dashing about faster than the eye can see.
At your happiest, you purr so loud,
I question whether thunder erupted from a cloud.
An expert at delivering the sweetest kisses,
It leaves me reeling how quickly they turn into hisses.
Your fur, as soft as freshly fallen snow,
With claws that pierce skin like a bow.
Still, I love your precious face,
I'm forever grateful to have found you in such a place.
So rough and unloving was that brush.
Where you hid, ...
#happiness
#love
#cats
#clouds
#funny
561 reads
3 Comments
You Lying Next to Me
As the sun's rays poked through the shades, an image was reflected off the black screen of a tv.
The image consisted of three beings: a proud You lying next to a dishonest Me, as they hopelessly admired a loving We.
You and Me always longed to be just like We, but their constant need to act out of pride and dishonesty hindered love's growth significantly.
After much reflection, a now humble You lied next to an honest Me as they transformed into a shamelessly loving We.
The image consisted of three beings: a proud You lying next to a dishonest Me, as they hopelessly admired a loving We.
You and Me always longed to be just like We, but their constant need to act out of pride and dishonesty hindered love's growth significantly.
After much reflection, a now humble You lied next to an honest Me as they transformed into a shamelessly loving We.
#love
#courage
#support
566 reads
7 Comments
Black Woman
Black woman,
Your brown skin, effortlessly soaking up the sun's radiance and projecting it outward.
Your hands, gifted with the power to make anything grow.
Your hair, a vast garden of coils and curls sprouting from kinked roots.
Your voice, powerful enough to silence a room and incite riots in the face of injustice.
Your feet, never tiring from walking the path to break down barriers.
Your mind, never faltering as you constantly fight to break generational curses of trauma and abuse.
Your heart, unconditionally loving those that would never think to...
Your brown skin, effortlessly soaking up the sun's radiance and projecting it outward.
Your hands, gifted with the power to make anything grow.
Your hair, a vast garden of coils and curls sprouting from kinked roots.
Your voice, powerful enough to silence a room and incite riots in the face of injustice.
Your feet, never tiring from walking the path to break down barriers.
Your mind, never faltering as you constantly fight to break generational curses of trauma and abuse.
Your heart, unconditionally loving those that would never think to...
#strength
#courage
#identity
#beauty
#freedom
1371 reads
9 Comments
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