Submissions by deliabear (Debbie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my core. My mission. My joy. My pain. My journey.
Empty Trees
The setting sun made the final clinging leaves
shine like dangling red jewels.
The scarlet shimmer infused my imagination
with creative fuel
Trees are not like people,
they don't feel empty.
Why do we grieve for that
which cannot be retrieved?
Barren branches know.
It's so much easier just to let go.
Creation always finds a way to grow.
shine like dangling red jewels.
The scarlet shimmer infused my imagination
with creative fuel
Trees are not like people,
they don't feel empty.
Why do we grieve for that
which cannot be retrieved?
Barren branches know.
It's so much easier just to let go.
Creation always finds a way to grow.
#emptiness
#fall
#PersonalGrowth #trees
#PersonalGrowth #trees
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Entrance
The human entrance to the soul
is through the lips.
Some say it's the eyes
Then you've never been dipped,
tangled in tremendous kiss.
Or had the euphoric light in the eyes
almost cause a most pleasurable demise.
But when naked skin brushes against naked skin,
the heart spreads trembling open to let you in.
There exists no exit.
You inhabit now, every last bit.
Through every entrance.
Lips, eyes, flesh
is through the lips.
Some say it's the eyes
Then you've never been dipped,
tangled in tremendous kiss.
Or had the euphoric light in the eyes
almost cause a most pleasurable demise.
But when naked skin brushes against naked skin,
the heart spreads trembling open to let you in.
There exists no exit.
You inhabit now, every last bit.
Through every entrance.
Lips, eyes, flesh
#love
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Haunted Voyage
Journey me.
Unearth my mysterious wonders.
Nestled below my aching blunders.
In the dark damp recess's
of my heart,
Is what is finished before it started.
Heart moss,
garnish's the deep losses.
Elapsed chances catches your eye.
Reasons exist in my black vault of lies.
My mistakes are electric with message
An invite to board my soul's wreckage.
And succumb to my haunted voyage.
Unearth my mysterious wonders.
Nestled below my aching blunders.
In the dark damp recess's
of my heart,
Is what is finished before it started.
Heart moss,
garnish's the deep losses.
Elapsed chances catches your eye.
Reasons exist in my black vault of lies.
My mistakes are electric with message
An invite to board my soul's wreckage.
And succumb to my haunted voyage.
#learning
#love
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The Way Life Goes
Sun pierces through a vast barricade of bark.
Moon filtering through the dream landscape
of the dark.
Those were the days, trees were on fire.
A blaze with the most vibrant orange.
Burning against the evergreen fringe.
Warmer on the heart than the breath of spring.
Reflecting backwards she thought
I guess that's the way life goes.
Acceptance is the secret no one seems to know.
Moon filtering through the dream landscape
of the dark.
Those were the days, trees were on fire.
A blaze with the most vibrant orange.
Burning against the evergreen fringe.
Warmer on the heart than the breath of spring.
Reflecting backwards she thought
I guess that's the way life goes.
Acceptance is the secret no one seems to know.
#nature
#SelfReflection
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21 Comments
The Birth of a Scream
Lost.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
#dark
#fear
#nightmares
176 reads
22 Comments
Life's Ride
How many hungering heartbeats
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
until your life has flown bye?
The ecstatic events are just
a flash in time.
And the painful days
compose an immortal rhyme.
Let me ask you.
Did you take life's ride?
Don't lie.
In defiance of gravity,
to fill your cavity,
and feel acutely alive.
In the heat of my mind,
memories swelter.
Begging for the heart's tender shelter.
Destiny's fragments fall from a starry sky
Learn to live without the stalking question why.
Your evolution wants a surprise.
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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Death Veil
The black house perched on the hill,
was heavily haunted on a deadly still night.
It punctured the twilight,
that had bled mysterious pink light.
There she was.
Her movement obscure,
in the fog of midnight.
She wore a long tattered death veil.
No one would believe this tale.
Was she coming back or coming to?
In my shaken soul,
terror saunters through.
Does her beginning and end intersect?
She's half alive and half dead.
She turns with a penetrating stare
with hollow eyes of coal.
She came to collect...
was heavily haunted on a deadly still night.
It punctured the twilight,
that had bled mysterious pink light.
There she was.
Her movement obscure,
in the fog of midnight.
She wore a long tattered death veil.
No one would believe this tale.
Was she coming back or coming to?
In my shaken soul,
terror saunters through.
Does her beginning and end intersect?
She's half alive and half dead.
She turns with a penetrating stare
with hollow eyes of coal.
She came to collect...
#ghosts
#scary
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Return
The choppy pewter gray lake,
is a view that causes mistakes to vacate.
Life wasn't meant to hesitate.
I seek the tall black bark elder trees.
They hold the knowledge of the free.
The foliage is vanishing fast,
the soil hungers for leaves.
Lemon and rust color
lingers to please.
The beauty of autumn paints the soul.
As winter is greedy to unleash it's cold.
Whispers of return, the barren limbs are told.
is a view that causes mistakes to vacate.
Life wasn't meant to hesitate.
I seek the tall black bark elder trees.
They hold the knowledge of the free.
The foliage is vanishing fast,
the soil hungers for leaves.
Lemon and rust color
lingers to please.
The beauty of autumn paints the soul.
As winter is greedy to unleash it's cold.
Whispers of return, the barren limbs are told.
#fall
#LifeCycle
#nature
111 reads
18 Comments
The Door
Severely silent night.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
An open door.
To a quiet nocturnal world.
There stands a paralysis of
gaunt empty branches.
Stone chances.
As the haunting
sterile white moon stares.
A door to nowhere.
Everywhere.
Somewhere.
A chilling choice.
Void of voice.
Step through the door.
Breech the membrane
of life's mysterious worlds.
#choices
#night
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The Still
The stream was cast a
severe steel blue.
Notions of heaven
feel true.
Behold the long smooth cascade
of waterfall.
The euphoric fluid showering
down my inner walls.
The surround was populated
by burnt orange and lemon leaves.
My spirit adopts a stature of peace.
Deemed a startling secret place.
Feel the still of the human race
severe steel blue.
Notions of heaven
feel true.
Behold the long smooth cascade
of waterfall.
The euphoric fluid showering
down my inner walls.
The surround was populated
by burnt orange and lemon leaves.
My spirit adopts a stature of peace.
Deemed a startling secret place.
Feel the still of the human race
#fall
#nature
#water
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Autumn Ecstasy
The surface of the stream possessed
an alien green glow.
From the reflection of vanishing trees
that anticipate snow.
Water cascading over slate rock
with a natural rush of glorious sound.
The water, a liquid ecstasy
free falling unbound.
The stream was in an
encompassing bliss.
To even find beauty
in the bold leaf carcass's.
an alien green glow.
From the reflection of vanishing trees
that anticipate snow.
Water cascading over slate rock
with a natural rush of glorious sound.
The water, a liquid ecstasy
free falling unbound.
The stream was in an
encompassing bliss.
To even find beauty
in the bold leaf carcass's.
#fall
#nature
#trees #water
#trees #water
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Anchoring Eyes
My soul sky is cobalt tonight.
Dormant thoughts now clamoring
for life.
Love.
So heart throbbing and heart thrashing,
heart pounding and then shattering.
Worth the joyous battering.
Love.
Awakening the hearts sleepy trance.
Feel the rapture of the soul wind.
Swirling with sweet vengeance.
To end is to begin.
Love
I dive deep into his anchoring eyes.
Turquoise with some veins of hazel.
What he said
He was able.
Able to inhabit my core,
forever more.
Dormant thoughts now clamoring
for life.
Love.
So heart throbbing and heart thrashing,
heart pounding and then shattering.
Worth the joyous battering.
Love.
Awakening the hearts sleepy trance.
Feel the rapture of the soul wind.
Swirling with sweet vengeance.
To end is to begin.
Love
I dive deep into his anchoring eyes.
Turquoise with some veins of hazel.
What he said
He was able.
Able to inhabit my core,
forever more.
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
124 reads
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