Submissions by eswaller
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing poetry since middle school and it has stuck with me since then. I tend to write about real life situations and everything in between.
Bedroom Tornado
Messy and torn apart bed sheets like
A wild tornado has swept through
The bedroom. Chaos strewn across
The room like a gust of wind coming
Through this sleepy town. A strike
Of lightning hits and like the blue
Sky the walls crack open. I am lost
In turmoil, but I listen for a humming
Sound of the electric air. I am twenty
All over again as I watch the tornado
Gets big with every minute. The light
Dims as the room darkens and this is
The center of the storm. I know any
One would be really scared to throw
Themselves...
A wild tornado has swept through
The bedroom. Chaos strewn across
The room like a gust of wind coming
Through this sleepy town. A strike
Of lightning hits and like the blue
Sky the walls crack open. I am lost
In turmoil, but I listen for a humming
Sound of the electric air. I am twenty
All over again as I watch the tornado
Gets big with every minute. The light
Dims as the room darkens and this is
The center of the storm. I know any
One would be really scared to throw
Themselves...
#love
#storm
#wind
497 reads
7 Comments
More Than a Drop In the Ocean
When the water is clear and still like a mirror
I can see you on the surface of the river
Floating away and leaving your troubles
Behind. As you break through the bubbles
On the surface I am fully mesmerized, not
By your ample, wet flesh but by what caught
My attention from that first day, your heart
In its imperfect beauty. I love when you dart
Out in the rain because you are so carelessly
Beautiful inside and out. You are so fearlessly
Chaotic but you bring calmness to everyone
And everywhere around like you are the sun.
Like the...
I can see you on the surface of the river
Floating away and leaving your troubles
Behind. As you break through the bubbles
On the surface I am fully mesmerized, not
By your ample, wet flesh but by what caught
My attention from that first day, your heart
In its imperfect beauty. I love when you dart
Out in the rain because you are so carelessly
Beautiful inside and out. You are so fearlessly
Chaotic but you bring calmness to everyone
And everywhere around like you are the sun.
Like the...
#beauty
#sun
#water #LifeChangingMoment
#water #LifeChangingMoment
690 reads
9 Comments
Bloody Rose - Visual Poem
Darling, hold your tongue and bite your lips.
Nobody always knows what you got under
That hair and between those legs and hips
That sway. You are too untamed to plunder
Into. A flower that is way too pretty to touch.
You have thorns and talons that draw blood
If you or anyone else tries to hold or clutch
The stem too tightly in your grasp. A flood
Of feelings and emotions that you drown in,
But nobody knows. This is your story and sin.
Nobody always knows what you got under
That hair and between those legs and hips
That sway. You are too untamed to plunder
Into. A flower that is way too pretty to touch.
You have thorns and talons that draw blood
If you or anyone else tries to hold or clutch
The stem too tightly in your grasp. A flood
Of feelings and emotions that you drown in,
But nobody knows. This is your story and sin.
#rose
983 reads
4 Comments
Morning Light
The light kisses your skin like morning dew,
And weaves intricate patterns across window
Panes. It leaves imprints on your soul as you
Smile, following its soft climax and crescendo
With your delicate fingertips, watching it dance
Across the hazy horizon like a majestic flamingo.
It is like life gives me a gift and a second chance
To enjoy the simplest pleasures. In these seconds
I am enjoying this peacefulness before the trance
Wears off and goes into the wispy clouds. Weapons
All forgotten about as the light calls me and...
And weaves intricate patterns across window
Panes. It leaves imprints on your soul as you
Smile, following its soft climax and crescendo
With your delicate fingertips, watching it dance
Across the hazy horizon like a majestic flamingo.
It is like life gives me a gift and a second chance
To enjoy the simplest pleasures. In these seconds
I am enjoying this peacefulness before the trance
Wears off and goes into the wispy clouds. Weapons
All forgotten about as the light calls me and...
#sun
#sky
#clouds #morning
#clouds #morning
442 reads
10 Comments
Magical Kisses
Our first kiss that night came from
The movies with the way you are
Looking at me before our lips meet
And when our lips did meet halfway
It felt like someone calmed the fire
Before or after the storm. The numb
Feeling within me blooms like a star
As everything else takes a backseat.
With you by my side I wanted to stay
On top of the world. With that desire
Came no need to take off clothes but
We are connected on a spiritual level.
Underneath the clear night’s sky and
When we are fully surrounded by an
Infinite amount of...
The movies with the way you are
Looking at me before our lips meet
And when our lips did meet halfway
It felt like someone calmed the fire
Before or after the storm. The numb
Feeling within me blooms like a star
As everything else takes a backseat.
With you by my side I wanted to stay
On top of the world. With that desire
Came no need to take off clothes but
We are connected on a spiritual level.
Underneath the clear night’s sky and
When we are fully surrounded by an
Infinite amount of...
#love
#magic
519 reads
6 Comments
Past Lover
#love
#spiritual
#lover #FallingInLove
#lover #FallingInLove
478 reads
2 Comments
Her Choice - Visual Poetry
Some choices are as clear and
Precise as what is on the horizon
Before her watchful eyes. Some
May become blurry. Understand
That she has the blood of a lion,
But it is the choice that numbs
Something in her heart or she can
Walk away from her original plan.
Precise as what is on the horizon
Before her watchful eyes. Some
May become blurry. Understand
That she has the blood of a lion,
But it is the choice that numbs
Something in her heart or she can
Walk away from her original plan.
#choices
557 reads
10 Comments
Life's Choices - Visual Poetry
Life is a series of many choices
And we cannot lose our voices
Along the way. Sometimes we
Wish for someone else to be
Guiding us in which road to
Take, but you and only you
Can choose somewhere new.
And we cannot lose our voices
Along the way. Sometimes we
Wish for someone else to be
Guiding us in which road to
Take, but you and only you
Can choose somewhere new.
#LifeStruggles
#choices
457 reads
4 Comments
When I Fall Apart
I come to you with my vulnerability and heart
Covered in imperfections, blemishes and scars.
Darling, you are there to watch the bright stars
With me, but when I want to be brave and dart
Out into the middle of the rain will you join me?
We will be wet and dripping with all of the tears
Streaming down my face. Sometimes those fears
Come in like the moonlight and the shadows I see
Creeping In the middle of the night, but will you
Keep them at bay for my sanity? Will you catch
Me when I keep on...
Covered in imperfections, blemishes and scars.
Darling, you are there to watch the bright stars
With me, but when I want to be brave and dart
Out into the middle of the rain will you join me?
We will be wet and dripping with all of the tears
Streaming down my face. Sometimes those fears
Come in like the moonlight and the shadows I see
Creeping In the middle of the night, but will you
Keep them at bay for my sanity? Will you catch
Me when I keep on...
#nightmares
#hurt
#suffering
420 reads
A Poetess's Work
She is always writing as if the words run
Through her vital veins that have dripped
Like blood on paper with a small piece of
Her heart and they walk right into the sun.
They take a strong hold and have gripped
Everything from essential organs to love.
They are able to bring tears to one’s eyes.
And everyone around her wonders who she
Is. She is a magical poetess with her paper
And a pen, like a warrior who always tries
To tear down every wall. I want to try to be
Like her, completely fearless and a shaper
Of the words...
Through her vital veins that have dripped
Like blood on paper with a small piece of
Her heart and they walk right into the sun.
They take a strong hold and have gripped
Everything from essential organs to love.
They are able to bring tears to one’s eyes.
And everyone around her wonders who she
Is. She is a magical poetess with her paper
And a pen, like a warrior who always tries
To tear down every wall. I want to try to be
Like her, completely fearless and a shaper
Of the words...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
486 reads
2 Comments
California Love (Denise Levertov Tribute)
As you sleep you dream of California,
Always draped and encased in gold.
You always watch as the short, cold
Days of winter and its dimly lit aura
Disappears into the pale, amber light.
Will you be thinking of her? Because
Although you will take one long pause
To admire her in her glory in the night,
But what about all the other seasons?
Because you can be loving her during
All the good memories, but enduring
The fire together is not in the reasons
In which you have loved her the best.
You are...
Always draped and encased in gold.
You always watch as the short, cold
Days of winter and its dimly lit aura
Disappears into the pale, amber light.
Will you be thinking of her? Because
Although you will take one long pause
To admire her in her glory in the night,
But what about all the other seasons?
Because you can be loving her during
All the good memories, but enduring
The fire together is not in the reasons
In which you have loved her the best.
You are...
#love
#beauty
#home
#memorial
#DeniseLevertov
426 reads
6 Comments
Complete Silence Haiku
Echoing silence
The only thing I can hear
Are my racing thoughts
The only thing I can hear
Are my racing thoughts
#silence
#haiku
352 reads
1 Comment
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