Submissions by clio13
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love writing poetry. whether dark, about time, philosophical, respect, justice.....though I still desire for honest critique to be an excellent writer.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2013 3:40pm
18th Apr 2013 3:40pm
Order of the Reptile
Grim of all lands,
I come before the dew,
the lying wet seam seeping through my gills
When you hear me swallow, I gave way to the edge,
Frog leap of intuition
I hear a familiar demon mantis
You will never find me.
I come before the dew,
the lying wet seam seeping through my gills
When you hear me swallow, I gave way to the edge,
Frog leap of intuition
I hear a familiar demon mantis
You will never find me.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2013 5:08pm
16th Apr 2013 5:08pm
Dismemberment
One more rubber life,
Plastic columns on a rat's spine,
I hold on to the dismemberment,
hold on with a hungry shrine
Glass became cut
A snap of an artery,
a caution, a reprieve
Find me unreadable?
I have a fifth limb in this dream
She died in a drainage,
I hold onto the dismemberment;
hold on with a humgry shrine
A sour regret lies in the
void in my eye
I curl up, only a torso with
a bitter sneer
His house sleeps,
and sneaked a winked at me,
Rows of stairs of lying colors,...
Plastic columns on a rat's spine,
I hold on to the dismemberment,
hold on with a hungry shrine
Glass became cut
A snap of an artery,
a caution, a reprieve
Find me unreadable?
I have a fifth limb in this dream
She died in a drainage,
I hold onto the dismemberment;
hold on with a humgry shrine
A sour regret lies in the
void in my eye
I curl up, only a torso with
a bitter sneer
His house sleeps,
and sneaked a winked at me,
Rows of stairs of lying colors,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2013 5:46pm
11th Apr 2013 5:46pm
The Water-Bearer
He wasn't chosen
thank goddess,
just a comet who came in peace
i smudge his shoulder,
my kisses upon his well,
lovely girth
poseidon smiles
upon my stressed breath.
I think i can
detach his strings.
I think I can be fulfilled.
thank goddess,
just a comet who came in peace
i smudge his shoulder,
my kisses upon his well,
lovely girth
poseidon smiles
upon my stressed breath.
I think i can
detach his strings.
I think I can be fulfilled.
672 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Apr 2013 1:41am
10th Apr 2013 1:41am
She Lit a Thief
Not sober yet unwinding.
The dying in extasy with her only man.
The come before the horizon.
Who the hell says death is equal?
14 and there was a lost faith in her mother's lover's door she used to scratch on. In the air of sin and misfortune.
I gave my life a match once.
An ego.
An "I ".
She knew who she was then.
Not a child, but a goddess.
A goodness. "I don't believe in god", she said.
2000 evoked this wake.
Then he came in the light with an ax, dear death.
I hear a cat's cry of she losing her virginity in...
The dying in extasy with her only man.
The come before the horizon.
Who the hell says death is equal?
14 and there was a lost faith in her mother's lover's door she used to scratch on. In the air of sin and misfortune.
I gave my life a match once.
An ego.
An "I ".
She knew who she was then.
Not a child, but a goddess.
A goodness. "I don't believe in god", she said.
2000 evoked this wake.
Then he came in the light with an ax, dear death.
I hear a cat's cry of she losing her virginity in...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2013 8:26pm
4th Apr 2013 8:26pm
A Kitten's Fierce Lap of Milk
821 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 8:03pm
29th Mar 2013 8:03pm
X
Welcome lyre
The human x is just an existential
string.
Have you seen my poems?
No, I guarantee they drowned in your suicide
I hate this mirror
Another beautiful trajedy
The human x is just an existential
string.
Have you seen my poems?
No, I guarantee they drowned in your suicide
I hate this mirror
Another beautiful trajedy
839 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2013 6:50pm
20th Mar 2013 6:50pm
Dear Mara
Dear Mara,
Your'e the special demon on my spine as I sleep,
my special fix, my special nightmare,
periphery never defies
and I embrace son of terrify,
sweat on brow,
and I'm sexed out,
worse kingdom i ever had in my lungs,
worse plague ever to crawl in my kidney,the beetle nibbles my breast,
how dare he? Rusty pearl. Rusty obsidian
I handed you the paper, just to shout for a deprive,
somewhere inside I am Skinny Wisdom.
devour the kidney now, for you eat the soul
Rolled up my sleeves, needle in...
Your'e the special demon on my spine as I sleep,
my special fix, my special nightmare,
periphery never defies
and I embrace son of terrify,
sweat on brow,
and I'm sexed out,
worse kingdom i ever had in my lungs,
worse plague ever to crawl in my kidney,the beetle nibbles my breast,
how dare he? Rusty pearl. Rusty obsidian
I handed you the paper, just to shout for a deprive,
somewhere inside I am Skinny Wisdom.
devour the kidney now, for you eat the soul
Rolled up my sleeves, needle in...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Mar 2013 7:41pm
19th Mar 2013 7:41pm
King Immortal
.... there's one key to the Never Throne.
A jackal for every wicker basket.
And boredom being mortality's reprieve.
And all my life I've been waiting for something,
because
I have all the time in the
gold to believe,
my medium of exchange, dear goddess, may I be heard?
May I be heard,
my Severine, show me mercy,
to live with the forever beautiful
and the never dying. . ...haha dear Dyscrasia
You warned me to never dream.
A jackal for every wicker basket.
And boredom being mortality's reprieve.
And all my life I've been waiting for something,
because
I have all the time in the
gold to believe,
my medium of exchange, dear goddess, may I be heard?
May I be heard,
my Severine, show me mercy,
to live with the forever beautiful
and the never dying. . ...haha dear Dyscrasia
You warned me to never dream.
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Mar 2013 8:01pm
5th Mar 2013 8:01pm
Breathless
The dark pearl
rolled his way in
Half- Fury, Half - Gold
Goddess, I hate gold.
My womb crushed by distilled glory,
Water despised theee,
Thee despised thee,
the thunder rolls and I can't breathe
When there is no where else to roll
I caught a redemptive tear on a
broken floor board
Now I'm stillborn once more
rolled his way in
Half- Fury, Half - Gold
Goddess, I hate gold.
My womb crushed by distilled glory,
Water despised theee,
Thee despised thee,
the thunder rolls and I can't breathe
When there is no where else to roll
I caught a redemptive tear on a
broken floor board
Now I'm stillborn once more
570 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 6:43pm
27th Feb 2013 6:43pm
Season of the Snakes
A hazelnut cracked open
in a far hope and near cry
An affinity of water in my ears,
and now I see it escape,
from her streaked windows
of candypanes,
squirrel brimstones lay in a pile,
screaming for it's last habitat.
No reason to fear now. Limbs furrow in skinny figs
My graceful sun, my favorite spoon- tongue?
All reason comes to show,
and I reflect in archaic
measures,
could you imagine your dreams
laced with cherrywood?
I could.
And the ground gets deeper.
And the lumberjack cries for...
in a far hope and near cry
An affinity of water in my ears,
and now I see it escape,
from her streaked windows
of candypanes,
squirrel brimstones lay in a pile,
screaming for it's last habitat.
No reason to fear now. Limbs furrow in skinny figs
My graceful sun, my favorite spoon- tongue?
All reason comes to show,
and I reflect in archaic
measures,
could you imagine your dreams
laced with cherrywood?
I could.
And the ground gets deeper.
And the lumberjack cries for...
627 reads
3 Comments
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