Submissions by deliabear (Debbie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my core. My mission. My joy. My pain. My journey.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th May 2023 10:23am
10th May 2023 10:23am
Blue Orchard On The Moon
Do days swallow time?
Or does time swallow the days of our lives?
What memories get digested, while some are excreted?
The past starves to be remembered
after it's long forgotten.
The future hungers to begin,
heightened by the uncertainty.
The rarity of simply coincidence,
is like a blue orchard on the moon.
Or does time swallow the days of our lives?
What memories get digested, while some are excreted?
The past starves to be remembered
after it's long forgotten.
The future hungers to begin,
heightened by the uncertainty.
The rarity of simply coincidence,
is like a blue orchard on the moon.
#dreams
#memories
248 reads
19 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2023 4:43pm
7th May 2023 4:43pm
Shangri-La - with adagio
Abandon everything you know.
Crawl through my blackest hole.
Enter the universe of my soul.
My truths and thoughts are hung
like clusters of shiny stars.
My inner galaxies contain molecules
of my fate, formulating visions of my muse.
My heart a mason jar of a million memories
You are my paradise.
My Shangri-La.
Crawl through my blackest hole.
Enter the universe of my soul.
My truths and thoughts are hung
like clusters of shiny stars.
My inner galaxies contain molecules
of my fate, formulating visions of my muse.
My heart a mason jar of a million memories
You are my paradise.
My Shangri-La.
#love
#spiritual
221 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th May 2023 11:22am
5th May 2023 11:22am
Distortion of Hope
Dawn reluctantly shed the dark
Only to emerge a dismal gray day.
A peculiar light struggles
upon my heart's horizon.
A hope distorted at my iniquitous fate.
Immune to the slay.
Pondering my quests in youth to
flee the absurdly mundane.
But when nightmares taint
one too many chambers in the mind.
The blatantly ordinary seems reasonably divine.
Only to emerge a dismal gray day.
A peculiar light struggles
upon my heart's horizon.
A hope distorted at my iniquitous fate.
Immune to the slay.
Pondering my quests in youth to
flee the absurdly mundane.
But when nightmares taint
one too many chambers in the mind.
The blatantly ordinary seems reasonably divine.
#despair
#FeelingLost
269 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th May 2023 4:37am
4th May 2023 4:37am
Undress
The bones of my body are
in starvation for your touch.
A feast of you is exultation.
Undress your flesh,
so I can see your soul.
Peer in at my secrets you stole.
in starvation for your touch.
A feast of you is exultation.
Undress your flesh,
so I can see your soul.
Peer in at my secrets you stole.
#lust
#secrets
#spiritual
421 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd May 2023 10:44pm
3rd May 2023 10:44pm
My Mind's Cabaret - with adagio
Listening to the heart-gripping haunt
as melancholy saunters my lonely mind.
Distant echoes linger of what we think we know.
Of time without ending infinitely gathering dreams.
Feel the paranoid pulse of the inner pendulum.
Allegories of my withering soul.
Perplex my nightmare with a story not yet told.
From the deep well of my quill.
A nameless pain aches on.
Of time without ending infinitely gathering dreams.
Listening to the howling Puma stalks my dreams. Plunging me into a deeper twilight of sensuality.
Beneath the...
as melancholy saunters my lonely mind.
Distant echoes linger of what we think we know.
Of time without ending infinitely gathering dreams.
Feel the paranoid pulse of the inner pendulum.
Allegories of my withering soul.
Perplex my nightmare with a story not yet told.
From the deep well of my quill.
A nameless pain aches on.
Of time without ending infinitely gathering dreams.
Listening to the howling Puma stalks my dreams. Plunging me into a deeper twilight of sensuality.
Beneath the...
#dark
#dreams
#spiritual
232 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd May 2023 2:13am
3rd May 2023 2:13am
Spun From God's Weave - with adagio
Touch me in the twilight
below the moon's glowing halo.
Our breath stains the night
with silver condensation.
Beneath a quilt of sparkling dew.
Touch me with your soul and be
against the swooning willow tree.
In autumn's long sleeve sweater.
Falling, cascading are the leaves
through my dreams a gentle breeze.
A fabric of stars spun from God's weave.
below the moon's glowing halo.
Our breath stains the night
with silver condensation.
Beneath a quilt of sparkling dew.
Touch me with your soul and be
against the swooning willow tree.
In autumn's long sleeve sweater.
Falling, cascading are the leaves
through my dreams a gentle breeze.
A fabric of stars spun from God's weave.
#love
#fall
#heaven
286 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd May 2023 2:10am
2nd May 2023 2:10am
Maius
Born from the gushing rain of Aprils departure.
The liquid of sad souls glistens against the window's pain.
Earth cries, as my terminal hope struggles to stay alive.
Violet gray clouds are glossed with morning light.
The sun in its relentless pursuit to prevail after the rains.
The dogwoods know the uncertainties of tomorrows.
The iris's know the incredulity of future days.
But they flaunt their beauty anyway.
The liquid of sad souls glistens against the window's pain.
Earth cries, as my terminal hope struggles to stay alive.
Violet gray clouds are glossed with morning light.
The sun in its relentless pursuit to prevail after the rains.
The dogwoods know the uncertainties of tomorrows.
The iris's know the incredulity of future days.
But they flaunt their beauty anyway.
#hope
#flowers
#spring #nature
#spring #nature
264 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Apr 2023 1:25pm
27th Apr 2023 1:25pm
The Cello - with PaleSkies
The music from the cello provoked a spell of lustful
longing in my deepest essence.
The melody awakened ancient hungers and wonder that have burned to be given life.
The cellist's perfectly masculine fingers aroused the cello, with delicate yet deeply intentional pressure and purpose.
Each eloquent long and short stroke of the bow was
mind erupting, soul quaking, an enchanted heart invasion.
The sound called forth instinctual emotions,
the truth of me without the lies.
The cello is said to mimick the range of the human voice.
A voice that...
longing in my deepest essence.
The melody awakened ancient hungers and wonder that have burned to be given life.
The cellist's perfectly masculine fingers aroused the cello, with delicate yet deeply intentional pressure and purpose.
Each eloquent long and short stroke of the bow was
mind erupting, soul quaking, an enchanted heart invasion.
The sound called forth instinctual emotions,
the truth of me without the lies.
The cello is said to mimick the range of the human voice.
A voice that...
#love
#lust
#storm #music
#storm #music
234 reads
20 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Apr 2023 12:09pm
24th Apr 2023 12:09pm
Hope, Cries and Dreams
A mesmerizing melody of pleasures punctures
the dark daunting dawn.
Birds warble sweet serenity in high,
sharp octaves of hope.
My haunted cries lay down in the sky's
black velvet meadows.
Inevitable,
The night lapsed and now stars are in possession of
my glimmering dreams.
the dark daunting dawn.
Birds warble sweet serenity in high,
sharp octaves of hope.
My haunted cries lay down in the sky's
black velvet meadows.
Inevitable,
The night lapsed and now stars are in possession of
my glimmering dreams.
#hope
#stars
#dawn
291 reads
21 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Apr 2023 11:16am
15th Apr 2023 11:16am
Majesty of Magenta
My eyes, throbbing with agony,
bore through the window,
desperately seeking the freedom of sky.
To my surprise the crabapple tree
possessed joyous magenta flowers,
providing an unexpected
jubilant assault of my mind.
Lush leafy erratic branches,
a turmoil of spring beauty
stood in striking empathy of my silent cries.
The afternoon sun pales the majesty of magenta.
As only love can pale agony.
Memories live forever, is a haunting horrible lie.
Unlike me, those magenta flowers don't need a why.... ...
bore through the window,
desperately seeking the freedom of sky.
To my surprise the crabapple tree
possessed joyous magenta flowers,
providing an unexpected
jubilant assault of my mind.
Lush leafy erratic branches,
a turmoil of spring beauty
stood in striking empathy of my silent cries.
The afternoon sun pales the majesty of magenta.
As only love can pale agony.
Memories live forever, is a haunting horrible lie.
Unlike me, those magenta flowers don't need a why.... ...
#spring
#TruthOfLife
#despair
338 reads
20 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2023 6:23pm
13th Apr 2023 6:23pm
Aperilis
Staring down the void.
Where are the words to slay the mundane?
The life of a writer,
always aching to say something great.
The budding tree a seductress
to a naked blue sky.
Blushing magnolia buds,
plush with the sweet yearn to spread open.
The spring tree no longer begs it's winter why.
Birds chirp, chipper and wild.
Clamoring mating calls.
But deep in the eaves of the tree,
there is a secret melody more meant for me.
A chant in which hope defies despair.
The armors of yesterday, I no longer wear.
Where are the words to slay the mundane?
The life of a writer,
always aching to say something great.
The budding tree a seductress
to a naked blue sky.
Blushing magnolia buds,
plush with the sweet yearn to spread open.
The spring tree no longer begs it's winter why.
Birds chirp, chipper and wild.
Clamoring mating calls.
But deep in the eaves of the tree,
there is a secret melody more meant for me.
A chant in which hope defies despair.
The armors of yesterday, I no longer wear.
#hope
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
264 reads
14 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
4th Apr 2023 12:10pm
4th Apr 2023 12:10pm
Your Eyes
The grip of your eyes unlock a lost world inside of me.
Your eyes disrobe me of logic and sanity.
You entered my life barren of invitation.
Yet the want of you obliterates all else.
Your searching eyes excavate the depths beyond my depths.
You possess ancient knowledge of me,
you crack open my sordid secrets.
Your gaze is so profound,
my every guard lays dismantled
upon my aching ground.
Your eyes disrobe me of logic and sanity.
You entered my life barren of invitation.
Yet the want of you obliterates all else.
Your searching eyes excavate the depths beyond my depths.
You possess ancient knowledge of me,
you crack open my sordid secrets.
Your gaze is so profound,
my every guard lays dismantled
upon my aching ground.
#love
#lust
1054 reads
19 Comments
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