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
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
364 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
313 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
1198 reads
19 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2023 3:23pm
3rd Apr 2023 3:23pm
The Owl - with PaleSkies
Beneath the sagacious canopy of infant stars,
exists a simplicity of just being.
Absorbed by a sustenance of peace,
taking languid steps into the amorphous twilight.
Surrounded by nature's verdant green,
starshine on lush emerald leaves.
Dazzled by the owl's mysterious hoo.
Touched by the sanguine winds
And spoondrift of the mist.
That hope may kiss the serendipity of the moon.
As the naked mind is draped in the night's satin residue.
The soundless, smooth, ubiquitous silence.
Dazzled by the owl's mysterious hoo.
exists a simplicity of just being.
Absorbed by a sustenance of peace,
taking languid steps into the amorphous twilight.
Surrounded by nature's verdant green,
starshine on lush emerald leaves.
Dazzled by the owl's mysterious hoo.
Touched by the sanguine winds
And spoondrift of the mist.
That hope may kiss the serendipity of the moon.
As the naked mind is draped in the night's satin residue.
The soundless, smooth, ubiquitous silence.
Dazzled by the owl's mysterious hoo.
#hope
#night
#nature
281 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2023 3:43pm
2nd Apr 2023 3:43pm
Twilight's Tapestry's - with PaleSkies
Behold the seducing silence of twilight's magic tapestry, as shadows intricately lace the worn pages of the ancient dark.
As naked entanglement of bark haunt my shade,
in a profuse display of nature's erotic intimacies.
The sky looking down on me with it's Mona Lisa eyes,
drowsy with the melancholic passage of time.
A spiral fluttering of cascading leaves,
replicated descent of memories from my mind's eaves.
As naked entanglement of bark haunt my shade,
in a profuse display of nature's erotic intimacies.
The sky looking down on me with it's Mona Lisa eyes,
drowsy with the melancholic passage of time.
A spiral fluttering of cascading leaves,
replicated descent of memories from my mind's eaves.
#nature
#spiritual
#philosophical
186 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Mar 2023 2:49pm
29th Mar 2023 2:49pm
Dread
Fear has unraveled its roots,
in the dank soil of my soul.
This shadowed unknown agony,
lurks the dark country of my heart.
In places I would never dare go.
A starless womb,
from which black embryos of horror,
will be born.
I launch prayers to the angels,
but hell's laughter is wicked and loud.
Dread.
Worse than being dead.
in the dank soil of my soul.
This shadowed unknown agony,
lurks the dark country of my heart.
In places I would never dare go.
A starless womb,
from which black embryos of horror,
will be born.
I launch prayers to the angels,
but hell's laughter is wicked and loud.
Dread.
Worse than being dead.
#dark
#despair
#anxiety
338 reads
26 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Mar 2023 1:01pm
27th Mar 2023 1:01pm
Without
For if the sun stagnantly refused to rise,
My love would be the bright glimmer,
in the dark mystery of your eyes.
If oceans thirst dry that rain has denied,
My love would moisten like magic between my thighs.
If flowers failed to thrust through ground,
My love would lure you to my petal'd mound.
To find a pleasure so deep it would burn time down.
But you are gone.
My heart insane.
The sun rose vehemently,
and scorched me with your name.
An ocean of tears lusted to douse me,
in it's salty pain.
Entangled in...
My love would be the bright glimmer,
in the dark mystery of your eyes.
If oceans thirst dry that rain has denied,
My love would moisten like magic between my thighs.
If flowers failed to thrust through ground,
My love would lure you to my petal'd mound.
To find a pleasure so deep it would burn time down.
But you are gone.
My heart insane.
The sun rose vehemently,
and scorched me with your name.
An ocean of tears lusted to douse me,
in it's salty pain.
Entangled in...
#love
#lust
#heartbroken
346 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Mar 2023 10:04am
19th Mar 2023 10:04am
The Darkness of Sweet Hyacinth
The stark perfume of hyacinth,
catapults me back to a time
when monsters did not exist -
Or did they?
My mind burned with thoughts of him.
Although he already knew that.
This creature of darkness scans my thoughts.
Hovers upon my mind.
Thirsts for my blood, ever so, decadently rich with despair.
Magnetized by the darkness, I ached,
for this man that hunts the shadows
of my dreams.
I dreamt of the precision of porcelain
razor sharp fangs crushing holes,
openings to my soul, in my naked flesh.
His desire...
catapults me back to a time
when monsters did not exist -
Or did they?
My mind burned with thoughts of him.
Although he already knew that.
This creature of darkness scans my thoughts.
Hovers upon my mind.
Thirsts for my blood, ever so, decadently rich with despair.
Magnetized by the darkness, I ached,
for this man that hunts the shadows
of my dreams.
I dreamt of the precision of porcelain
razor sharp fangs crushing holes,
openings to my soul, in my naked flesh.
His desire...
#lust
#vampires
398 reads
17 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Mar 2023 11:34am
16th Mar 2023 11:34am
Collapse
My soul has collapsed.
My heart and mind have no care.
Times of pain feel like small eternities,
stifling the air.
My soul, laying at the rock bottom,
entangled, strangled by the minutes, hours and days
that lapse.
My heart numbly persists to pump blood
rich with pain.
My mind teeters closer to the cliffs edge
of being sane.
I dream the sky opens with a slashing rain.
At my souls disaster scene,
people whisper of the minutia and mundane.
Fellow humans promise to help,
as they pray with might you...
My heart and mind have no care.
Times of pain feel like small eternities,
stifling the air.
My soul, laying at the rock bottom,
entangled, strangled by the minutes, hours and days
that lapse.
My heart numbly persists to pump blood
rich with pain.
My mind teeters closer to the cliffs edge
of being sane.
I dream the sky opens with a slashing rain.
At my souls disaster scene,
people whisper of the minutia and mundane.
Fellow humans promise to help,
as they pray with might you...
#loneliness
#dark
#betrayal
388 reads
16 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Mar 2023 7:22pm
12th Mar 2023 7:22pm
Pink Dawn Sky
Pink dawn sky.
Beneath the spell
of your nacreous eyes.
A galaxy of your fingerprints
scatter my thighs.
Your body is my alibi.
You.
Are the answer
to every single why....
Beneath the spell
of your nacreous eyes.
A galaxy of your fingerprints
scatter my thighs.
Your body is my alibi.
You.
Are the answer
to every single why....
#love
#lust
#passion
383 reads
23 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2023 10:26pm
10th Mar 2023 10:26pm
Storms
Emotional tempests are unleashed in my veins
everyday.
Sadness is a drooling, drenching rain
Cold pellets of tears drizzle down my brain.
Anger is an erupting volcano, my heart bleeds a red heart glaring lava.
Despair and fear, both a rumbling disturbance take the form of thunder.
Happiness is a sweet breeze arousing a blizzard of petals so suave.
Passion, a vortex, a whirling mass of pieces of you.
The storms.
Soul altering.
everyday.
Sadness is a drooling, drenching rain
Cold pellets of tears drizzle down my brain.
Anger is an erupting volcano, my heart bleeds a red heart glaring lava.
Despair and fear, both a rumbling disturbance take the form of thunder.
Happiness is a sweet breeze arousing a blizzard of petals so suave.
Passion, a vortex, a whirling mass of pieces of you.
The storms.
Soul altering.
#storm
#nature
#SelfReflection
317 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Mar 2023 1:13pm
9th Mar 2023 1:13pm
Nothing
In a world of everything,
I feel a numb nothing.
It's tiring, as we search, scour, explore,
probe, pursue.
For a single trace of anything,
that feels like something.
That moment of thrill beyond the agony of simply existing.
What if we are here, alive, & there is just absolutely
nothing that lays beyond.
Human obliteration.
A noiseless, sightless, touchless blackness.
Or maybe our spirit, naked of flesh, still has a mind.
a consciousness that survived,
just to further agonize.
I feel a numb nothing.
It's tiring, as we search, scour, explore,
probe, pursue.
For a single trace of anything,
that feels like something.
That moment of thrill beyond the agony of simply existing.
What if we are here, alive, & there is just absolutely
nothing that lays beyond.
Human obliteration.
A noiseless, sightless, touchless blackness.
Or maybe our spirit, naked of flesh, still has a mind.
a consciousness that survived,
just to further agonize.
#dark
#identity
#philosophical
430 reads
27 Comments
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