Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me. Secondary ID, "SeanAbbey"
Whisk of Soul
Dancing on embered whispers Jumpin' Jack flew
down the flue where shadows conspired
with a flicker of the wick and whisk of the soul
dancing on embers of twilight
void of breath laughing like a ghost lurking
in the corners of one's mind echoing fright
pirouetting in the dark's Tutu
a ghost in disguise masquerading as a fly
in chilling embrace beckoning love
one's square heart in a deck of cards
Jumpin' Jack flew down the flue
with the whispers of the dead
down the flue where shadows conspired
with a flicker of the wick and whisk of the soul
dancing on embers of twilight
void of breath laughing like a ghost lurking
in the corners of one's mind echoing fright
pirouetting in the dark's Tutu
a ghost in disguise masquerading as a fly
in chilling embrace beckoning love
one's square heart in a deck of cards
Jumpin' Jack flew down the flue
with the whispers of the dead
#dark
#erotic
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Clad as a Jester
A hunting whisper of a shadow's echo
"as I walk a mile for a Camel cigarette"
unhinged in these hollowed halls
cloaked in a velvet shroud
clad as Jester
as I wander in insanity's labyrinth
unhinged in madness cradle
listening to the strings of death
tormenting my soul
with a specter of the past
"as I walk a mile for a Camel cigarette"
clad as jester
now a narcistic imbecile
without a clue
"as I walk a mile for a Camel cigarette"
unhinged in these hollowed halls
cloaked in a velvet shroud
clad as Jester
as I wander in insanity's labyrinth
unhinged in madness cradle
listening to the strings of death
tormenting my soul
with a specter of the past
"as I walk a mile for a Camel cigarette"
clad as jester
now a narcistic imbecile
without a clue
#dark
#dreams
#ghosts
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Gravel in The Grave - with Indie
Romancing the craters potholes
of wishing wells and tar pits
another bump in the road
and not just a mirage
fading to black
through the asphalt of pain
deep in the cobblestones
and the gravel in the grave
You're easy to love
when you're lying
I paint these prison walls
with murals of freedom
and dream just to hallucinate
remembering the taste you
before you spit burning asphalt
into my mouth
and burned my voice to black
of wishing wells and tar pits
another bump in the road
and not just a mirage
fading to black
through the asphalt of pain
deep in the cobblestones
and the gravel in the grave
You're easy to love
when you're lying
I paint these prison walls
with murals of freedom
and dream just to hallucinate
remembering the taste you
before you spit burning asphalt
into my mouth
and burned my voice to black
#loneliness
#dark
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Quill's Dead Bones - with Lilliputian
Corpses of hardening dead flesh in the ossuary of my quill's dead bones
with no glory to reign in my mind's frontal lobe lobotomy house of pain
putrefying embalmed in wax like a candle immortalized
addicted to the rush of kerosene, anointing my pleasures
a testament to the good life, I have shorn the fleece
collecting the parts of my artistry tasting despair
planting seeds to bloom, only to watch every flower wither in vain
discolored and perished to the roots, rotten letters blemish the pages
of a diary born from thorns and ashes, I...
with no glory to reign in my mind's frontal lobe lobotomy house of pain
putrefying embalmed in wax like a candle immortalized
addicted to the rush of kerosene, anointing my pleasures
a testament to the good life, I have shorn the fleece
collecting the parts of my artistry tasting despair
planting seeds to bloom, only to watch every flower wither in vain
discolored and perished to the roots, rotten letters blemish the pages
of a diary born from thorns and ashes, I...
#collaboration
#dark
110 reads
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Yanking My Derringer

#dark
#erotic
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Shards of Envy
Harmonious envy shadows of moonlight
dripping sins raining too close to touch
clutching memories of the dark's profane
life's incognito looking in from the pane
now shards of envy in the vanity's cabinet
dripping sins raining too close to touch
clutching memories of the dark's profane
life's incognito looking in from the pane
now shards of envy in the vanity's cabinet
#philosophical
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Forbidden Fern
Whispers in tongue deep pools of longing
tasting the hemorrhaging from decaying lips
entwined surrendering to your fate
peeling back the flesh of the labia majora
freeing the clitoris's cobra in naked wake
half curled in forbidden ferns
no socialite turning to lustful rage
seduced by the shade, deep pools of longing
tasting the hemorrhaging from decaying lips
entwined surrendering to your fate
peeling back the flesh of the labia majora
freeing the clitoris's cobra in naked wake
half curled in forbidden ferns
no socialite turning to lustful rage
seduced by the shade, deep pools of longing
#erotic
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Footnotes Knocking
Of innuendos and footnotes knocking
a shadow at my door harmonizing
like a ghost on a carousel
riding a pony, crucified frog notes
of innuendos and footnotes
a shadow at my door harmonizing
like a ghost on a carousel
riding a pony, crucified frog notes
of innuendos and footnotes
#aging
#philosophical
#WritingPoetry
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Ain't no Genesis in this song - with Indie
You love me like a game of chess
it's all strategy and flirting
only you don't care who wins
as long as you nail the queen
and you already nailed the queen
bittersweet and very keen
without a shadow to define
a place in Genesis
beneath the tree of life
Birth me whole in Eden
take your ribs
and mistake them other hard things
that need just as much attention
you called me a queen
stripped the leaves from my skin
then blamed me for the way
the apple brought you to your knees
In nakedness I am man ...
it's all strategy and flirting
only you don't care who wins
as long as you nail the queen
and you already nailed the queen
bittersweet and very keen
without a shadow to define
a place in Genesis
beneath the tree of life
Birth me whole in Eden
take your ribs
and mistake them other hard things
that need just as much attention
you called me a queen
stripped the leaves from my skin
then blamed me for the way
the apple brought you to your knees
In nakedness I am man ...
#collaboration
#erotic
149 reads
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Drowning the Mania
Of polystyrene dreams in tongue
Incestuous love matted in blood
obscenity's lusting caffeine
a tidal wave colonizing the soul
stripping flesh of its virginity
drowning the mania burning within
Incestuous love matted in blood
obscenity's lusting caffeine
a tidal wave colonizing the soul
stripping flesh of its virginity
drowning the mania burning within
#dark
#erotic
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Embalmed Memories - with Indie
In haunted obsession longing your voice
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the altar of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the universe ...
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the altar of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the universe ...
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic #lust
#erotic #lust
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Absinthe desires - with Indie
Absinthe fragrance of green and pale
delicacy in despair of dreams so rare
bitter-sweet the myrrh in the air
rising to a star of distant glare
green as the venom's dare
You are a beacon of bleeding light
my knees collapse, worship the fall
I sink into the dirt, honor the call
sweetest agony encompasses you
I bleed with desire until atoms unglued
delicacy in despair of dreams so rare
bitter-sweet the myrrh in the air
rising to a star of distant glare
green as the venom's dare
You are a beacon of bleeding light
my knees collapse, worship the fall
I sink into the dirt, honor the call
sweetest agony encompasses you
I bleed with desire until atoms unglued
#collaboration
#erotic
#love
162 reads
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