Submissions by deliabear (Debbie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my core. My mission. My joy. My pain. My journey.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 11:21pm
Yesterday 11:21pm
Leaf Cadavers
The driving miniscule flakes of snow.
Confim the world is a shaken globe.
Dark brown leaf cadavers can still be seen.
Crumbled in death poking through the newborn powder.
The haunted silence is even louder.
Life touching death, unusually serene.
Ghosts of autumn yearn for snowy winter
For a short while, the white world is void of the sinister.
The wind inhales a frozen breath.
A frigid cold whisper upon my neck.
Exhalations of steam, blow at the iced vanilla trees.
Bird population take haven in the branches.
To behold the...
Confim the world is a shaken globe.
Dark brown leaf cadavers can still be seen.
Crumbled in death poking through the newborn powder.
The haunted silence is even louder.
Life touching death, unusually serene.
Ghosts of autumn yearn for snowy winter
For a short while, the white world is void of the sinister.
The wind inhales a frozen breath.
A frigid cold whisper upon my neck.
Exhalations of steam, blow at the iced vanilla trees.
Bird population take haven in the branches.
To behold the...
#death
#LifeCycle
#snow #winter
#snow #winter
53 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2025 11:13pm
18th Jan 2025 11:13pm
The Ladder
Behind the daytime of my worn eyes.
Throughout the black static of my mind.
Exists an endless ladder that winds.
It climbs past memories drawers.
Where the long forgotten is stored.
Memories, both warm and cold mental burns.
Keys to doors of what we have learned.
Crucial reminders of knowledge earned.
It's time to descend with thoughts elated and free.
And open enlightened eyes to finally see.
The now of the ripest possibilities.
Throughout the black static of my mind.
Exists an endless ladder that winds.
It climbs past memories drawers.
Where the long forgotten is stored.
Memories, both warm and cold mental burns.
Keys to doors of what we have learned.
Crucial reminders of knowledge earned.
It's time to descend with thoughts elated and free.
And open enlightened eyes to finally see.
The now of the ripest possibilities.
#learning
#memories
#SelfDiscovery
55 reads
11 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jan 2025 1:32pm
5th Jan 2025 1:32pm
White Butterflies
The snow was like miniature white butterflies
in a beautifully choreographed flutter.
Always vanishing too soon.
So we wish upon a cluster of winter stars,
that permeate the mental bars.
Beneath the glow of the ambiguous moon.
The despair of not knowing if another cherished
day will exist.
The very dark between stars is what despair
cannot resist.
The snow falls in a stark silent rapture
of every fallen dream the heart still yearns to capture.
The moon is the wolf's trusted guiding light.
While the rabbit's eyes were...
in a beautifully choreographed flutter.
Always vanishing too soon.
So we wish upon a cluster of winter stars,
that permeate the mental bars.
Beneath the glow of the ambiguous moon.
The despair of not knowing if another cherished
day will exist.
The very dark between stars is what despair
cannot resist.
The snow falls in a stark silent rapture
of every fallen dream the heart still yearns to capture.
The moon is the wolf's trusted guiding light.
While the rabbit's eyes were...
#moon
#SelfReflection
#snow #stars
#snow #stars
128 reads
23 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Dec 2024 2:00pm
31st Dec 2024 2:00pm
Insatiable Desire
Broken place.
Invaded space.
By insatiable desire.
Could it be we are scouring
the wrong world?
The wrong dimension?
For the things that never get a mention.
A hundred tiny moments decoded.
Where some passion had eroded.
A place outside of the body's walls.
But still inside of ticking time enthralls.
Desire, all we have when we don't have ourselves.
Kaleidoscoping odysseys to be taken.
What we need are already seeds of joy in the heart.
Plump buds of gratitude.
Small acts of magnitude.
Invaded space.
By insatiable desire.
Could it be we are scouring
the wrong world?
The wrong dimension?
For the things that never get a mention.
A hundred tiny moments decoded.
Where some passion had eroded.
A place outside of the body's walls.
But still inside of ticking time enthralls.
Desire, all we have when we don't have ourselves.
Kaleidoscoping odysseys to be taken.
What we need are already seeds of joy in the heart.
Plump buds of gratitude.
Small acts of magnitude.
#lust
99 reads
18 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 3:55pm
29th Dec 2024 3:55pm
Vampire Sky
The mind is the place the soul goes to hide from the heart.....unknown
The weight of desire was nestled within his fingertips.
You traced the bolder memories.
In order to get to the meat.
Memory of every miniscule inch of me.
Which has more weight, your mind or your soul.
In the vacancy of my heart's black hole.
You were my outer space.
My every galaxy.
A twilight sky with a blood scarlet hue
of lace covered my face.
I long for your fatal kiss as twilight burns and blushes.
Be the scarlet light in my darkness.
Touch me...
The weight of desire was nestled within his fingertips.
You traced the bolder memories.
In order to get to the meat.
Memory of every miniscule inch of me.
Which has more weight, your mind or your soul.
In the vacancy of my heart's black hole.
You were my outer space.
My every galaxy.
A twilight sky with a blood scarlet hue
of lace covered my face.
I long for your fatal kiss as twilight burns and blushes.
Be the scarlet light in my darkness.
Touch me...
#lust
#vampires
79 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Dec 2024 4:15pm
26th Dec 2024 4:15pm
Bird on a Barren Feeder
In a vacant quiet winter world,
behold the robin's final chord.
The bird at the barren feeder
struck my heart's eye.
I also know a cold hunger
inside unexplained need's cry.
The universe tells me I'm human, mortal.
As I sway over the edge of the portal.
Death's invite in hand,
as I'm chased by haunted screaming dreams,.
that never anchored a chance.
The bird would fly straight in.
Me, hesitant, with my unresolved sin.
The bird accepts his demise
and gets on with living.
It's existence within the joy it sings....
behold the robin's final chord.
The bird at the barren feeder
struck my heart's eye.
I also know a cold hunger
inside unexplained need's cry.
The universe tells me I'm human, mortal.
As I sway over the edge of the portal.
Death's invite in hand,
as I'm chased by haunted screaming dreams,.
that never anchored a chance.
The bird would fly straight in.
Me, hesitant, with my unresolved sin.
The bird accepts his demise
and gets on with living.
It's existence within the joy it sings....
#birds
#identity
93 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2024 8:35pm
23rd Dec 2024 8:35pm
The End of Remembering
Grateful for each small moment
I remember.
Come one September,
I might forget.
Left to sit beside
foreign embers.
I dig through depths of those I know.
Not much more than what they show.
A lavender early morning,
invites dreams I am storing.
Upon the path I am forging.
On the sunny day my mind is gorging.
She has to live with no memory.
Not even remembering she's my mom.
It's heart shattering.
Make so many memories.
The ghosts have got lots to see.
I remember.
Come one September,
I might forget.
Left to sit beside
foreign embers.
I dig through depths of those I know.
Not much more than what they show.
A lavender early morning,
invites dreams I am storing.
Upon the path I am forging.
On the sunny day my mind is gorging.
She has to live with no memory.
Not even remembering she's my mom.
It's heart shattering.
Make so many memories.
The ghosts have got lots to see.
#ghosts
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
86 reads
15 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2024 2:35pm
22nd Dec 2024 2:35pm
Warmth of Kiss
The sweet force of each gentle kiss,
bestows a longing warmth in my deepest deep.
A dark gloss lacquers my mind,.
as pleading pleasure seeps
Into holes I was blindly unaware existed.
The flavor of your lips
absolutely cannot be resisted.
The warmth spread.
Awakening my dead.
Infusing my veins.
Caressing the skin of my bones.
An invite for my soul to never exist alone.
bestows a longing warmth in my deepest deep.
A dark gloss lacquers my mind,.
as pleading pleasure seeps
Into holes I was blindly unaware existed.
The flavor of your lips
absolutely cannot be resisted.
The warmth spread.
Awakening my dead.
Infusing my veins.
Caressing the skin of my bones.
An invite for my soul to never exist alone.
#love
#sensual
103 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2024 2:48pm
8th Dec 2024 2:48pm
The Moment
The glossy ferocious spill of the water,
was a brilliant bubbling potion.
With an ever so random tumbling motion.
The fall's graceful blessing showers.
The river contains voracious power.
To hold your hours, hold each moment.
Before time just devours.
Don't die before you are dead.
Bleached snow juxtaposed
besides roses blood red.
Flowers are left by the hearts of lead.
Whose soul sometimes fled this world.
Live in the moment the sun opens
her soft yet feral eyes.
Leave the past for demise.
As the future aches to...
was a brilliant bubbling potion.
With an ever so random tumbling motion.
The fall's graceful blessing showers.
The river contains voracious power.
To hold your hours, hold each moment.
Before time just devours.
Don't die before you are dead.
Bleached snow juxtaposed
besides roses blood red.
Flowers are left by the hearts of lead.
Whose soul sometimes fled this world.
Live in the moment the sun opens
her soft yet feral eyes.
Leave the past for demise.
As the future aches to...
#SelfDiscovery
143 reads
15 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Dec 2024 6:17pm
7th Dec 2024 6:17pm
Text
I have no doubt he loves and desires me,
Or that his words ignite fires within my being.
A burning yet tender lust.
To be in possession of a silent hunger you must.
Our bodies colliding, the sweet violence to it.
Jealousy fails to exist or does it?
Just questioning eyes.
Lips answering lies.
Thoughts evaporate before they create a line.
Not like our love.
Your love never.
Fails to exist.
Handcuff burns on my wrist.
Or that his words ignite fires within my being.
A burning yet tender lust.
To be in possession of a silent hunger you must.
Our bodies colliding, the sweet violence to it.
Jealousy fails to exist or does it?
Just questioning eyes.
Lips answering lies.
Thoughts evaporate before they create a line.
Not like our love.
Your love never.
Fails to exist.
Handcuff burns on my wrist.
#erotic
#lust
#obsession
303 reads
14 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Nov 2024 8:34pm
30th Nov 2024 8:34pm
Secret Magic Sight
The stark ivory glisten is like
islands of broken diamonds.
Smashed sparkling beauty,
It became her retina's duty
To behold an acutely bright,
angelic ray of light.
She needed that sign.
That he was still there,
just beyond alive.
Or was it hazy sun drugged on peace?
The ambience of mixtures of light,
becomes our secret magic sight.
islands of broken diamonds.
Smashed sparkling beauty,
It became her retina's duty
To behold an acutely bright,
angelic ray of light.
She needed that sign.
That he was still there,
just beyond alive.
Or was it hazy sun drugged on peace?
The ambience of mixtures of light,
becomes our secret magic sight.
#SelfDiscovery
#sun
89 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Nov 2024 6:51pm
28th Nov 2024 6:51pm
Feast of Flesh
At this feast, food is meaningless.
A different starvation exists.
You are the feast.
My heart a hungering beast.
The architecture of your body,
should stand in naked erect divinity.
Supple and hard muscular skin.
Where you end, I begin.
In a stifling hot wind in my mind,
I thirst as well you will find.
You quench this parched hell without you.
Your lips taste lusciously sour
I've already devoured your soul's stew
in a million thoughts.
A thousand times an hour.
In my lips you are helplessly caught. ...
A different starvation exists.
You are the feast.
My heart a hungering beast.
The architecture of your body,
should stand in naked erect divinity.
Supple and hard muscular skin.
Where you end, I begin.
In a stifling hot wind in my mind,
I thirst as well you will find.
You quench this parched hell without you.
Your lips taste lusciously sour
I've already devoured your soul's stew
in a million thoughts.
A thousand times an hour.
In my lips you are helplessly caught. ...
#lust
#sex
262 reads
13 Comments
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