Submissions by deliabear (Debbie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my core. My mission. My joy. My pain. My journey.
Droplets
The glistening droplet of fresh rain
clings to the berry.
To a squawking bluejay
that's a luscious cherry.
Is the berry crying or shining?
Is the soul fleeing or flying?
Droplets dangle from dank naked branches.
Diamond tears from broken chances.
Abandoned stances.
The rain persists to linger.
Like the way the choreography of your fingers did.
My heart a despairing shade of blue.
From thought conjuring droplets of you.......
clings to the berry.
To a squawking bluejay
that's a luscious cherry.
Is the berry crying or shining?
Is the soul fleeing or flying?
Droplets dangle from dank naked branches.
Diamond tears from broken chances.
Abandoned stances.
The rain persists to linger.
Like the way the choreography of your fingers did.
My heart a despairing shade of blue.
From thought conjuring droplets of you.......
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
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Soul Cave
Twilight's golden burn
is rapidly swallowed
by the enlarged darkness.
It is in the shadowed hours
the thoughts of unimaginable things,
thump wild with life.
Fear's invitation.
Terror's jubilation.
But I set out to meet my soul.
Confront my deepest hopes.
Tear fear's envelope.
How deep will life allow us to go?
There is a deeper depth in every depth.
If you go too deep,
you will go home.
To your origin.
is rapidly swallowed
by the enlarged darkness.
It is in the shadowed hours
the thoughts of unimaginable things,
thump wild with life.
Fear's invitation.
Terror's jubilation.
But I set out to meet my soul.
Confront my deepest hopes.
Tear fear's envelope.
How deep will life allow us to go?
There is a deeper depth in every depth.
If you go too deep,
you will go home.
To your origin.
#night
#SelfDiscovery
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Starfall
The black dark revolted the brightness of light.
Starless was the sky that night.
Light finds a way.
Even when darkness is gripped in agony
to stay.
My mortal heart is molting
immortal memories of you.
In the window of my mind,
a dusty light forces through.
A dark as tar is trying to destroy my heart.
Embryo's of light stabbed, pierced by mental darts.
Light finds a way
It gracefully invades.
The twilight boasts a gasoline sunset.
I know you but we've never met.
You are light.
I'm dark.
Behold the...
Starless was the sky that night.
Light finds a way.
Even when darkness is gripped in agony
to stay.
My mortal heart is molting
immortal memories of you.
In the window of my mind,
a dusty light forces through.
A dark as tar is trying to destroy my heart.
Embryo's of light stabbed, pierced by mental darts.
Light finds a way
It gracefully invades.
The twilight boasts a gasoline sunset.
I know you but we've never met.
You are light.
I'm dark.
Behold the...
#dark
#hope
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Summer
The earth felt massive yet motionless.
When my heart twists and hurts lie.
But clouds in secret shapes still crawl bye.
Some in a wispy angel divine.
Hard flapping at the feeder.
The smaller the bird,
the more voracious an eater.
We should be devouring
all those little things, gloriously sweeter.
The brightest of sun rests her rays
silently knowing the stifling sorrow it slays.
We noticed the female cardinal has a scarlet head.
Decorated messengers from beyond the dead.
Is a bird's flight planned?
Like scurrying...
When my heart twists and hurts lie.
But clouds in secret shapes still crawl bye.
Some in a wispy angel divine.
Hard flapping at the feeder.
The smaller the bird,
the more voracious an eater.
We should be devouring
all those little things, gloriously sweeter.
The brightest of sun rests her rays
silently knowing the stifling sorrow it slays.
We noticed the female cardinal has a scarlet head.
Decorated messengers from beyond the dead.
Is a bird's flight planned?
Like scurrying...
#birds
#summer
#sun
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The Death of Desire
The arson of my dreams,
was set by me.
A brilliant blood orange glow.
Down an abandoned wreckage road.
Night and her dark velvet invitations,
fuel my gasoline lamentations.
A self inflicted burn,
give desire a final blistering yearn.
Hopes and wishes compose
optimism's lather.
But dreams are now dead blackened cadavers.
was set by me.
A brilliant blood orange glow.
Down an abandoned wreckage road.
Night and her dark velvet invitations,
fuel my gasoline lamentations.
A self inflicted burn,
give desire a final blistering yearn.
Hopes and wishes compose
optimism's lather.
But dreams are now dead blackened cadavers.
#dreams
#fire
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Sky
From the deep dark chambers of my heart.
A haunting yet familiar melody does depart.
A somber song of raw sadness.
A melancholy reflection of the madness.
Cornflower blue sky.
Cloud country a mile wide.
A soft cotton gauze of skyward dreams.
For as far as the eyesight will believe.
That sky saved me.
From a now distant melody.
Light streams in those chambers
A survival of hope's embers.
Peace is a soundless force, to soothe
A resurrected heart from
that sky's boundless source.
A haunting yet familiar melody does depart.
A somber song of raw sadness.
A melancholy reflection of the madness.
Cornflower blue sky.
Cloud country a mile wide.
A soft cotton gauze of skyward dreams.
For as far as the eyesight will believe.
That sky saved me.
From a now distant melody.
Light streams in those chambers
A survival of hope's embers.
Peace is a soundless force, to soothe
A resurrected heart from
that sky's boundless source.
#hope
#sadness
#sky
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A Choice
What if you were given the choice of living
an alternate reality?
In a strange forest, a labyrinth of bark doors.
A life where your dreams are radiant diamonds seen.
Would problems crumble like twigs upon the forest floor?
Or does always exist a veil of unimagined terror's sheen.
A false peace.
Some memories refuse to easily fade, would thoughts
from the life you abandoned, permissionless, invade.
You will exist extremely haunted by
your unfulfilled deeds and unplanted seeds.
Make the life you already have hold meaning. ...
an alternate reality?
In a strange forest, a labyrinth of bark doors.
A life where your dreams are radiant diamonds seen.
Would problems crumble like twigs upon the forest floor?
Or does always exist a veil of unimagined terror's sheen.
A false peace.
Some memories refuse to easily fade, would thoughts
from the life you abandoned, permissionless, invade.
You will exist extremely haunted by
your unfulfilled deeds and unplanted seeds.
Make the life you already have hold meaning. ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals
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Sweet Succulent
Devour my nectar.
Licking honey my heart drips.
My soul is whip cream.
Licking honey my heart drips.
My soul is whip cream.
#haiku
#sensual
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Miniscule Moments
Woven within the fibers of happiness
are those unexpected miniscule moments.
That saved you.
Were the brave you.
That made you stop and feel alive.
Moments that silence my heartbeat of agony
that pounds inside of me.
Summer days so lanky, so lengthy.
The years yearn to swallow time.
Reduce to just flashes of the death of desires.
Shine stained leaves in their sweet thrash.
Trees seductively shake and bash.
Days and years will pass.
It's within those miniscule happiness 's
that the feeling lasts.
are those unexpected miniscule moments.
That saved you.
Were the brave you.
That made you stop and feel alive.
Moments that silence my heartbeat of agony
that pounds inside of me.
Summer days so lanky, so lengthy.
The years yearn to swallow time.
Reduce to just flashes of the death of desires.
Shine stained leaves in their sweet thrash.
Trees seductively shake and bash.
Days and years will pass.
It's within those miniscule happiness 's
that the feeling lasts.
#happiness
#LifeCycle
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Storm
In the night your electricity
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
#lust
#rain
#storm
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Anxiety
Beyond the chipper cheerful rays of sun.
Lies a dark and hungry oblivion.
Where horrors shed obsidian garments.
Nightmares claw at your hidden compartments.
To unleash terror's shadow,
upon your thoughts distorted glow.
Behind every sun is a dark lark.
Laced with fear's song to sink your heart.
Lies a dark and hungry oblivion.
Where horrors shed obsidian garments.
Nightmares claw at your hidden compartments.
To unleash terror's shadow,
upon your thoughts distorted glow.
Behind every sun is a dark lark.
Laced with fear's song to sink your heart.
#anxiety
#fear
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Galaxy of Resiliency
" The wound is the place where the light enters you" - Rumi
I have deeply loved myself
despite a heart scarred with failed fates,
and wounded eternities.
Epoch lifetime battle scars and bleeds.
I wear my wounds.
Celebrate my ruins.
What could we possibly learn unmarred?
A scab on every single solitary place
your fingers touched me.
A myriad of patient scars,
to transform me into
a human galaxy of resiliency.
I have deeply loved myself
despite a heart scarred with failed fates,
and wounded eternities.
Epoch lifetime battle scars and bleeds.
I wear my wounds.
Celebrate my ruins.
What could we possibly learn unmarred?
A scab on every single solitary place
your fingers touched me.
A myriad of patient scars,
to transform me into
a human galaxy of resiliency.
#healing
#learning
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
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DU Poetry : Submissions by deliabear (Debbie)