Submissions by foxystonefox
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Nov 2019 1:16pm
26th Nov 2019 1:16pm
Song of Muses
hold me in your eyes while i dance into your soul.
blink for a second…
and you might miss the song of muses.
blink for a second…
and you might miss the song of muses.
#MyInspiration
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2018 8:06am
25th Jun 2018 8:06am
Tasseled Dreams
Tasseled Dreams
The thought of the future we will never have was pollinating foul fuzzy particles in the air,
slowly following the wake of all those tasseled dreams I held onto to for far too long.
The most intimate revelations can often expose plagiaristic suppressions that we’ve most likely,
have already tried to to forget; suggesting to anyone on the outside looking in,
That there was a rancid cowardice secreting from the pores of all those who would deny the most basic of fundamental decencies to he equal fellow man.
All the...
The thought of the future we will never have was pollinating foul fuzzy particles in the air,
slowly following the wake of all those tasseled dreams I held onto to for far too long.
The most intimate revelations can often expose plagiaristic suppressions that we’ve most likely,
have already tried to to forget; suggesting to anyone on the outside looking in,
That there was a rancid cowardice secreting from the pores of all those who would deny the most basic of fundamental decencies to he equal fellow man.
All the...
#breakup
#fate
#lover
#freedom
#luck
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EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Dec 2016 6:01am
31st Dec 2016 6:01am
Call me Medusa
These sleazy intentions
seem to kill more than those so-called "reported" serial orgasms.
To say,
-off the record-
that you give me both...
feels very disturbingly corrupt
yet thats not why you see me blushing.
can this burning betrayal flesh be helped or better prevented? probably not
my fight or flight instinct is to be the only suicidal bunny wet with desire, pressed up against the starving fox
wanting you to give me it all.
this is to be the root of my eternal damnation.
have all these urges...
seem to kill more than those so-called "reported" serial orgasms.
To say,
-off the record-
that you give me both...
feels very disturbingly corrupt
yet thats not why you see me blushing.
can this burning betrayal flesh be helped or better prevented? probably not
my fight or flight instinct is to be the only suicidal bunny wet with desire, pressed up against the starving fox
wanting you to give me it all.
this is to be the root of my eternal damnation.
have all these urges...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2016 11:01am
4th Nov 2016 11:01am
He Did Not Rise To The Challenge
He did not rise to the challenge,
Or even acknowledge it’s existence.
If he had, would there have been kisses?
Kisses that would no doubt lead to licks and nibbles. . .
Or would he grab the back of my neck with a handful of hair,
While the other explores unknown territory under my shirt?
Would we get lost in each other as we become the embodiment of true nature?
Would our clothes follow suit falling off as they cease to exist?
I imagine the heat of his touch creating neon flares within my sight temporarily blinding me.
Magnifying my...
Or even acknowledge it’s existence.
If he had, would there have been kisses?
Kisses that would no doubt lead to licks and nibbles. . .
Or would he grab the back of my neck with a handful of hair,
While the other explores unknown territory under my shirt?
Would we get lost in each other as we become the embodiment of true nature?
Would our clothes follow suit falling off as they cease to exist?
I imagine the heat of his touch creating neon flares within my sight temporarily blinding me.
Magnifying my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Nov 2016 10:59am
4th Nov 2016 10:59am
My Enamoured Heart
I was going to tell you in bed while I laid in your arms. I had decided it was time weeks ago and now I was just waiting for the perfect moment.
My fingers were gliding over your naked flesh in vertical strokes gently tickling you and causing goosebumps.
Both of us were blissfully happy not moving from the afterglow of earth shattering passion.
You mindlessly twirled my hair between your fingers while we both gradually collected our bearings. I closed my eyes trying to memorize the way you smelled hoping it would linger..
You grazed my stomach with your...
My fingers were gliding over your naked flesh in vertical strokes gently tickling you and causing goosebumps.
Both of us were blissfully happy not moving from the afterglow of earth shattering passion.
You mindlessly twirled my hair between your fingers while we both gradually collected our bearings. I closed my eyes trying to memorize the way you smelled hoping it would linger..
You grazed my stomach with your...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2016 5:37am
6th Aug 2016 5:37am
Chapter 27
Seated beneath the shade while engaged in a pleasant conversation, he gazed fixedly on the horizon.
“So strange. This distance, can it truly be real?”
He suddenly exclaimed in a bellow more so to himself.
The scenery seemed to be made from coils of a snake, forming a bridge made only for trolls.
But this description shied away from any spotlight retreating into the the depths of the dark.
But hide and seek has always been a favorite game of mine,
and I desire close up entrances wearing nothing but your firearm.
“So strange. This distance, can it truly be real?”
He suddenly exclaimed in a bellow more so to himself.
The scenery seemed to be made from coils of a snake, forming a bridge made only for trolls.
But this description shied away from any spotlight retreating into the the depths of the dark.
But hide and seek has always been a favorite game of mine,
and I desire close up entrances wearing nothing but your firearm.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Aug 2016 5:32am
6th Aug 2016 5:32am
Reversed Roles
Looking back,
in your previous attractions, the role playing usually involved more than charming a pretty target.
Although it was unknown to you at the time,
with each new growing experience,
your perception as well as reality began to find you less subtle all the while betraying your most deep seeded values.
Making you cloudy as you forget that you are the one who decides if you will continue,
a most clever rouse.
Notice her perfected strategy,
Notice her ultimate prize-but take heed and do not get sucked into it....
in your previous attractions, the role playing usually involved more than charming a pretty target.
Although it was unknown to you at the time,
with each new growing experience,
your perception as well as reality began to find you less subtle all the while betraying your most deep seeded values.
Making you cloudy as you forget that you are the one who decides if you will continue,
a most clever rouse.
Notice her perfected strategy,
Notice her ultimate prize-but take heed and do not get sucked into it....
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Jul 2016 1:46pm
30th Jul 2016 1:46pm
Pretty Insanities
Feathers torn from the gaping napes of wind began to dwindle and resist in spite of the gravity crushing tsunami.
Trapped in a facade of impersonating flowing rain every feather dived to their unplanned descent.
All drowning in the nightmarish truth of actually being smothered in tears of a blue eyed-giant as they fell from the sky of that big blue eye’s, dead decapitated face.
A face severed on a head that hid a heavenly chateaus inside a false impersonated globe forever resting among the stars.
Inside housed all kinds of dimensional beings rarely ever seen...
Trapped in a facade of impersonating flowing rain every feather dived to their unplanned descent.
All drowning in the nightmarish truth of actually being smothered in tears of a blue eyed-giant as they fell from the sky of that big blue eye’s, dead decapitated face.
A face severed on a head that hid a heavenly chateaus inside a false impersonated globe forever resting among the stars.
Inside housed all kinds of dimensional beings rarely ever seen...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jul 2016 1:42pm
30th Jul 2016 1:42pm
Heat of a Thousand Suns
His voice faltered at first then faded off..
He watched her slink closer,
carrying her flesh sensuously as some women can.
Her face,
a bewitching vision belonging only in dreams,
contained a gleam of beauty as the nerves of her body were continually smoldering my desire.
She slowly smiled seductively,
as she sensuously stalked him,
shadowing him like a memory of a past lover.
Inches battled for territories on both their bodies.
Then looking him flesh in the eye,
she wet her lips-mingling them with whispered words of:
"I want...
He watched her slink closer,
carrying her flesh sensuously as some women can.
Her face,
a bewitching vision belonging only in dreams,
contained a gleam of beauty as the nerves of her body were continually smoldering my desire.
She slowly smiled seductively,
as she sensuously stalked him,
shadowing him like a memory of a past lover.
Inches battled for territories on both their bodies.
Then looking him flesh in the eye,
she wet her lips-mingling them with whispered words of:
"I want...
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STORY POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2016 9:44am
22nd Jul 2016 9:44am
A City Lay in Ruins
The faceless-ageless friends didn't find her hiding.
Instead there was a special gift,
the ability to hide in creases of time.
It hung there motionless on the wall as it had minutes ago.
But none of the minutes had gone anywhere.
Everything seemed to stop.
Whole worlds were silent as nothing moved, not even time.
Frozen like dead bodies,
expressions of a moment were carved into faces.
They were bent into even more uncomfortable positions.
Reminding all ghosts of a city that lay in ruins,
that they had tried to escape, that they...
Instead there was a special gift,
the ability to hide in creases of time.
It hung there motionless on the wall as it had minutes ago.
But none of the minutes had gone anywhere.
Everything seemed to stop.
Whole worlds were silent as nothing moved, not even time.
Frozen like dead bodies,
expressions of a moment were carved into faces.
They were bent into even more uncomfortable positions.
Reminding all ghosts of a city that lay in ruins,
that they had tried to escape, that they...
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2016 8:40am
22nd Jul 2016 8:40am
Forever Farwells
For a moment,
Looking upward,
I suspected they had fallen from the sky.
Taking a long breathe, standing firm with determination, I observed every single detail.
Some of them were much better off than the rest of us-
They were no longer bound to any physical bond or any emotional ones for that matter..
From afar,
a herd of hesitating horns hysterically hushed a crescendo of errors,
cruelly cutting away and turning across a zig-zag dance that could be heard for miles.
The moon,
brightly busy making the night sky frisky and fine, ...
Looking upward,
I suspected they had fallen from the sky.
Taking a long breathe, standing firm with determination, I observed every single detail.
Some of them were much better off than the rest of us-
They were no longer bound to any physical bond or any emotional ones for that matter..
From afar,
a herd of hesitating horns hysterically hushed a crescendo of errors,
cruelly cutting away and turning across a zig-zag dance that could be heard for miles.
The moon,
brightly busy making the night sky frisky and fine, ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jul 2016 8:04am
21st Jul 2016 8:04am
Slow Fearful Contrast
Blazing eyes hot with slow fearful contrast fired together, coloring a vivid sonic boom.
Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead.
The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen.
While a lone bro cry of "HAZAH!" was desirously pining over a share of the glory in this galvanic conquest.
That was the signal-NOW WAS THE TIME!
Victory was in sight drawing near and aggressively holding on tight.
I assure you of this, we really are the prey,
playing this cat and mouse game we were never...
Blinding all with fired pistols quivering through many of the mighty dead.
The light in my eyes was the only movement that could be seen.
While a lone bro cry of "HAZAH!" was desirously pining over a share of the glory in this galvanic conquest.
That was the signal-NOW WAS THE TIME!
Victory was in sight drawing near and aggressively holding on tight.
I assure you of this, we really are the prey,
playing this cat and mouse game we were never...
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