Submissions by caxton
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Wait . . . Poetry? I thought this was a dating site!
You
Have you noticed my poems are always written to you
I stay away from me
For fear of getting caught up in myself
And he, she, they, them, that, it, and those
Feel a little too distant and cold
Imagine we’re having a conversation
And I’m waiting for your reply
I stay away from me
For fear of getting caught up in myself
And he, she, they, them, that, it, and those
Feel a little too distant and cold
Imagine we’re having a conversation
And I’m waiting for your reply
#WritingPoetry
473 reads
3 Comments
Atavistic

#fire
686 reads
6 Comments
Poem for a friend
Her dragon’s ink
Dripped from her skin
Onto the pages
Making whorls and words
Or maybe I’m insane
Dripped from her skin
Onto the pages
Making whorls and words
Or maybe I’m insane
#art
450 reads
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Fallen
this one time i touched an angel
but she was the wrong kind.
fallen, you know?
sometimes i relish the touch
but she was the wrong kind.
fallen, you know?
sometimes i relish the touch
#angels
630 reads
4 Comments
Dulce et decorum est?
Someday I will die
And no one will notice
Perhaps some part of me
Will linger
And be aware
Then it would think
This is right
I was not noticed in life
To be noticed in death
Would be base hypocrisy
And no one will notice
Perhaps some part of me
Will linger
And be aware
Then it would think
This is right
I was not noticed in life
To be noticed in death
Would be base hypocrisy
#death
886 reads
5 Comments
Hate
Never hated anyone except myself
If I believed I had a soul,
I’d shit on it and set it on fire.
I’m glad I don’t.
If I believed I had a soul,
I’d shit on it and set it on fire.
I’m glad I don’t.
#hate
532 reads
3 Comments
Vernal amours
We were young and fresh and new
We were moonstruck, sun kissed, and heaven sent.
We kissed deep and long
With a tentative touch
Flexible fingers crawled curiously
Over sensitive skin.
If I say we were sensational
I would mean we were caught up in the sensations
A tactile inquisitiveness
Seeking instantaneous permanence
An emotional flowering
As I sniffed your scented bloom
Which was earthy and not quite sweet.
I felt you like sunshine
Or maybe wind, if I think on it,
Sometimes you would...
We were moonstruck, sun kissed, and heaven sent.
We kissed deep and long
With a tentative touch
Flexible fingers crawled curiously
Over sensitive skin.
If I say we were sensational
I would mean we were caught up in the sensations
A tactile inquisitiveness
Seeking instantaneous permanence
An emotional flowering
As I sniffed your scented bloom
Which was earthy and not quite sweet.
I felt you like sunshine
Or maybe wind, if I think on it,
Sometimes you would...
#love
478 reads
2 Comments
Pinkness
She walked by
A vision in pink.
Her hair
Her shoes her pants
Everything about her was pink.
Well everything except her nipples
Which showed brown
Through her thin pink shirt
A vision in pink.
Her hair
Her shoes her pants
Everything about her was pink.
Well everything except her nipples
Which showed brown
Through her thin pink shirt
#temptation
567 reads
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Sex please love

#sex
391 reads
0 Comments
Aftershock

#sex
#orgasm
442 reads
5 Comments
Of whom I cared not at all.
The decision was made
It wasn’t me
And it wasn’t going to be
And now I wouldn’t want it to be.
But the fact that it isn’t me
That I was dismissed out of hand
Inconsequential
Barely an afterthought
Shattered me
And I can’t explain it
Why I should be so affected
By someone, the opinion
Of whom I cared not at all,
I can not understand.
It wasn’t me
And it wasn’t going to be
And now I wouldn’t want it to be.
But the fact that it isn’t me
That I was dismissed out of hand
Inconsequential
Barely an afterthought
Shattered me
And I can’t explain it
Why I should be so affected
By someone, the opinion
Of whom I cared not at all,
I can not understand.
#rejection
#apathy
372 reads
2 Comments
The Human Condition
A dripping IV, ease your life
They might be able to fix your brain
But there’s nothing they can do for a broken heart
Wait it out, it’s just withdrawal anyway
Don’t forget to take your meds
Twice a day; two blue, one red
And pay no attention to those voices in your head
Unless they tell you to give me money; then they are right
Sanctimonious bastards!
Tell me how to write poems!
They might be able to fix your brain
But there’s nothing they can do for a broken heart
Wait it out, it’s just withdrawal anyway
Don’t forget to take your meds
Twice a day; two blue, one red
And pay no attention to those voices in your head
Unless they tell you to give me money; then they are right
Sanctimonious bastards!
Tell me how to write poems!
#hell
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