Submissions by coralluna
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've written poetry all my life as a way to get out my emotions, but hit a wall and stopped for five years. I'm now finding my voice on paper/keys again, re-learning how to connect with people in verse.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jul 2019 5:39pm
30th Jul 2019 5:39pm
Calling Clouds (A Nature Memory)
I rolled onto my back of bones,
Emaciated belly empty and aching;
Sick with only Fates knew what,
My feverish body constantly shaking.
I lengthily gazed at the heavens,
Fixated on the overhead clouds;
Tried to drown out the endless noise
Of the ever passing and ignorant crowds.
Each one was its own unique shape,
I saw as I began to feel the breeze;
Each fluffy image a necessary distraction,
and a precious moment of peace.
Look! There was the face of a sizable frog,
and over there a beautiful sailing boat; ...
Emaciated belly empty and aching;
Sick with only Fates knew what,
My feverish body constantly shaking.
I lengthily gazed at the heavens,
Fixated on the overhead clouds;
Tried to drown out the endless noise
Of the ever passing and ignorant crowds.
Each one was its own unique shape,
I saw as I began to feel the breeze;
Each fluffy image a necessary distraction,
and a precious moment of peace.
Look! There was the face of a sizable frog,
and over there a beautiful sailing boat; ...
#dreams
512 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jul 2019 3:32pm
27th Jul 2019 3:32pm
Lost in a First Kiss
Now comes the softest, silkiest touch
In a puckered wave of romantic bliss;
Gentle flesh resolved against gentle flesh,
In the form of a drawn-out kiss.
Nude tones fade into soft pinks as they
mingle and merge into one;
Massaging mouth and heart simultaneously,
Transferring secrets and coming undone.
His ragged exhalation is her first shallow breath,
fingers slowly weaving into wildly tossed hair;
Together transcending the noise of the world,
To join their emotions, their souls elsewhere.
In a puckered wave of romantic bliss;
Gentle flesh resolved against gentle flesh,
In the form of a drawn-out kiss.
Nude tones fade into soft pinks as they
mingle and merge into one;
Massaging mouth and heart simultaneously,
Transferring secrets and coming undone.
His ragged exhalation is her first shallow breath,
fingers slowly weaving into wildly tossed hair;
Together transcending the noise of the world,
To join their emotions, their souls elsewhere.
#love
#sensual
659 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2019 3:31pm
27th Jul 2019 3:31pm
A Truffular Elegy
Alas, my champagne truffle was stolen
and popped into his fat, greedy mouth;
He slobbered and chewed it all over
And from there it only went south.
He swallowed my delight with sick pleasure
Whilst gazing smugly at me;
Licked his lips ever-so-slowly and said:
'I didn't realize how good chocolate could be!'
Sniffling, I recalled the confection,
how perfectly blended it seemed,
How delicately coated and how I felt so devoted
To being its destiny.
Its edges were softly rounded,
Its fragrance inviting and sweet; ...
and popped into his fat, greedy mouth;
He slobbered and chewed it all over
And from there it only went south.
He swallowed my delight with sick pleasure
Whilst gazing smugly at me;
Licked his lips ever-so-slowly and said:
'I didn't realize how good chocolate could be!'
Sniffling, I recalled the confection,
how perfectly blended it seemed,
How delicately coated and how I felt so devoted
To being its destiny.
Its edges were softly rounded,
Its fragrance inviting and sweet; ...
#food
378 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2019 11:45pm
26th Jul 2019 11:45pm
Sensory Depression
Depression is dark grey.
It sounds like empty promises whispered to unsuspecting ears.
It smells like once-fresh food rotting after moons of disregard.
It tastes like the very last bite of a raspberry-infused truffle.
It looks like a heavy blanket of fog, slowly spreading to remove everything beautiful from sight.
Depression feels like a distant corner of the world, a great disconnect from all things living.
It sounds like empty promises whispered to unsuspecting ears.
It smells like once-fresh food rotting after moons of disregard.
It tastes like the very last bite of a raspberry-infused truffle.
It looks like a heavy blanket of fog, slowly spreading to remove everything beautiful from sight.
Depression feels like a distant corner of the world, a great disconnect from all things living.
#depression
571 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jul 2019 11:44pm
26th Jul 2019 11:44pm
Wishful Undoing
Can you make me less .. broken?
Restore the innocence I lost?
I always knew knowledge was power,
But was too naive to anticipate the cost.
Can you undo the mistakes I have made?
Fix the lives I forever changed?
Rebuild the trust that I lost,
And mend the relationships now estranged?
Can you make me less .. broken?
Here are all the pieces of my heart;
Show me the path back to the beginning,
And I will gladly embrace the re-start.
Restore the innocence I lost?
I always knew knowledge was power,
But was too naive to anticipate the cost.
Can you undo the mistakes I have made?
Fix the lives I forever changed?
Rebuild the trust that I lost,
And mend the relationships now estranged?
Can you make me less .. broken?
Here are all the pieces of my heart;
Show me the path back to the beginning,
And I will gladly embrace the re-start.
#heartbroken
#breakup
489 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jul 2019 4:15pm
16th Jul 2019 4:15pm
The Purpose of Life
He that falls in love
will be blessed beyond measure;
For in this greatest challenge
also lies the greatest pleasure.
Amidst the many arguments
and hopeful compromises;
Faith and trust will slowly bloom,
As compassion fertilizes.
He that takes his time
will truly learn her heart;
How to appreciate and adore
Every small, imperfect part.
From the furrow in her forehead
to her lips that softly pout,
He will memorize each flawed line
And assuage her every doubt.
For he that falls in love ...
will be blessed beyond measure;
For in this greatest challenge
also lies the greatest pleasure.
Amidst the many arguments
and hopeful compromises;
Faith and trust will slowly bloom,
As compassion fertilizes.
He that takes his time
will truly learn her heart;
How to appreciate and adore
Every small, imperfect part.
From the furrow in her forehead
to her lips that softly pout,
He will memorize each flawed line
And assuage her every doubt.
For he that falls in love ...
#love
#hope
493 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jul 2019 4:03pm
16th Jul 2019 4:03pm
Cherish the Awakenings
A single chime echoed through the hallways;
Who knew slippers could fly? And yet,
Fly they did through the many corridors
Until at last, breathless, I found myself in
the room of Sunsets and nervous smiles.
Her thick black hair was a maze of tangles,
doe brown eyes possessed of fear and confusion,
and yet when I blurted my greeting
and began to address her questions,
I saw the softness filter in over her gentle features,
and I saw the light and potential of this world,
the strength of a kind word,
the gratitude for a few moments of...
Who knew slippers could fly? And yet,
Fly they did through the many corridors
Until at last, breathless, I found myself in
the room of Sunsets and nervous smiles.
Her thick black hair was a maze of tangles,
doe brown eyes possessed of fear and confusion,
and yet when I blurted my greeting
and began to address her questions,
I saw the softness filter in over her gentle features,
and I saw the light and potential of this world,
the strength of a kind word,
the gratitude for a few moments of...
#kindness
#hope
420 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Nov 2017 2:36pm
7th Nov 2017 2:36pm
Euphoria
Mutual entanglement;
Breathy heaves amidst perspiring flesh.
Ears drowning in whimpers,
Mind fogged and eyes glazed in euphoria.
The promise of a kiss here,
Lost elsewhere to aimless lips.
The tender ravaging of two souls,
Drowned temporarily in one another.
Chaotically rhythmic palpitations
Rise to a gradual climax;
Time frozen as desperately clinging bodies
Finally find release.
Exhaling the last bit of energy,
They float the veil of dreamscape and reality
In limply tangled limbs and disheveled hair.
Breathy heaves amidst perspiring flesh.
Ears drowning in whimpers,
Mind fogged and eyes glazed in euphoria.
The promise of a kiss here,
Lost elsewhere to aimless lips.
The tender ravaging of two souls,
Drowned temporarily in one another.
Chaotically rhythmic palpitations
Rise to a gradual climax;
Time frozen as desperately clinging bodies
Finally find release.
Exhaling the last bit of energy,
They float the veil of dreamscape and reality
In limply tangled limbs and disheveled hair.
#PopCulture
995 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Oct 2017 4:02pm
11th Oct 2017 4:02pm
Death Waltz
She curtsied to him slowly,
This figure in the dark;
Submissively grasped his hand,
On one final dance to embark.
Her sorrows cast into his arms,
as gently their hips did sway;
Dreams tossed with each motion into the void,
On this, her final day.
While his grip continued to tighten,
her future began to dim;
No thoughts of before or after,
Only present in this moment with him.
As he dipped her back with grace,
She inhaled her very last breath;
Succumbing to the comfort of his embrace,
dancing the waltz...
This figure in the dark;
Submissively grasped his hand,
On one final dance to embark.
Her sorrows cast into his arms,
as gently their hips did sway;
Dreams tossed with each motion into the void,
On this, her final day.
While his grip continued to tighten,
her future began to dim;
No thoughts of before or after,
Only present in this moment with him.
As he dipped her back with grace,
She inhaled her very last breath;
Succumbing to the comfort of his embrace,
dancing the waltz...
#PopCulture
615 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Jul 2017 7:41pm
25th Jul 2017 7:41pm
The Sweet, Silent Death
A sudden chill seizes you still,
Breath exhaling as frost;
You grab a blanket, draw it 'round,
And notice the fire has been lost.
Try to stoke the embers, replenish the warmth,
As you furtively glance about,
But a chaotic wind abruptly whisks in
To ensure it remains put-out.
Hesitance, with a trembling voice,
You inquire, 'Is anybody there?',
An abrupt quaking sets your room to shaking,
And gives you an unpleasant scare.
Then before your eyes in a womanly guise
A strange figure doth appear,
Garbed in white...
Breath exhaling as frost;
You grab a blanket, draw it 'round,
And notice the fire has been lost.
Try to stoke the embers, replenish the warmth,
As you furtively glance about,
But a chaotic wind abruptly whisks in
To ensure it remains put-out.
Hesitance, with a trembling voice,
You inquire, 'Is anybody there?',
An abrupt quaking sets your room to shaking,
And gives you an unpleasant scare.
Then before your eyes in a womanly guise
A strange figure doth appear,
Garbed in white...
690 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Jul 2017 7:37pm
25th Jul 2017 7:37pm
Rancid
The meat has gone rancid;
bloated green
and infused with an infestation
of wriggling, jiggling maggots.
Bored holes packed full of
slimy, brown this and thats.
Want to know what they are?
Come, come, give a lick,
The texture is incomparable,
and the swallow thick.
bloated green
and infused with an infestation
of wriggling, jiggling maggots.
Bored holes packed full of
slimy, brown this and thats.
Want to know what they are?
Come, come, give a lick,
The texture is incomparable,
and the swallow thick.
900 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2017 6:12pm
22nd Jul 2017 6:12pm
Gone are the Days
Where once lay fullness and joy,
Now rests a great vacuous hole;
My Faith it aims to destroy,
As it slowly consumes my soul.
Gone are the days of love,
Numbness has stolen them away;
Sleep is all I think of,
As I struggle to get through the day.
His was the face of my world,
To his hands, my heart I did entrust;
But with his words we became unfurled,
And now we are an unbreathable dust.
Now rests a great vacuous hole;
My Faith it aims to destroy,
As it slowly consumes my soul.
Gone are the days of love,
Numbness has stolen them away;
Sleep is all I think of,
As I struggle to get through the day.
His was the face of my world,
To his hands, my heart I did entrust;
But with his words we became unfurled,
And now we are an unbreathable dust.
640 reads
3 Comments
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