Submissions by goldenmyst
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Goldenmyst, 54 years old, lives in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The poet and author believe, “Love blossoms even within the walls of a madhouse in hearts yearning to be free.”
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Today 5:28am
Today 5:28am
Zydeco Girl
Zydeco Girl
She is the best dish at the restaurant
Whose smile is a rare spice
Found only where cannabis is legal
Her eyelashes bat like a Mamou Two-Step
While my gaze follows her lead
The Zydeco of her baby-Blues
Turns me into her Clifton Chenier
Ready for her Cajun waltz
When gumbo is the appetizer
On the Oyster bar of love
She is the best dish at the restaurant
Whose smile is a rare spice
Found only where cannabis is legal
Her eyelashes bat like a Mamou Two-Step
While my gaze follows her lead
The Zydeco of her baby-Blues
Turns me into her Clifton Chenier
Ready for her Cajun waltz
When gumbo is the appetizer
On the Oyster bar of love
#surreal
12 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
Yesterday 8:55am
Yesterday 8:55am
Bipolar Muse
Bipolar Muse
Doug says, “Ro, you’d make a hotsy Go-Go Girl. I would attend your shows and give you generous tips.”
Rowena replies. “Would those gratuities be like giving me an allowance? I am your wife, not your call girl. Getting paid by you for gratification sounds sick.”
Doug says, “You are taking it all wrong. This is just a way to spice up our bedroom life. You could just dance for me at home. I just thought you getting down at a club would add to your excitement.”
Rowena replies, “Are you kidding me, having seedy guys drooling over me is a...
Doug says, “Ro, you’d make a hotsy Go-Go Girl. I would attend your shows and give you generous tips.”
Rowena replies. “Would those gratuities be like giving me an allowance? I am your wife, not your call girl. Getting paid by you for gratification sounds sick.”
Doug says, “You are taking it all wrong. This is just a way to spice up our bedroom life. You could just dance for me at home. I just thought you getting down at a club would add to your excitement.”
Rowena replies, “Are you kidding me, having seedy guys drooling over me is a...
#happiness
#marriage
#bipolar #zombies
#bipolar #zombies
19 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Mar 2020 00:33am
29th Mar 2020 00:33am
Nurse in Charge
Nurse in Charge
The nurse says, “So Viagra wouldn’t get your stick In gear?”
“Not even half-mast.”
“Just twitches in your britches?”
“Floppy as the noodles used in swimming pools. My doctors are reinventing the wheel. My late wife used to spank me and that got me a hardon. I tried to convince my doctor who insisted my dysfunction had a medical reason. My simple solution was met by disbelief as not grounded in medical science.”
His nurse says, “Turn Over. We’re going to prove them all wrong.”
He says, “I’ve never done with my nurse...
The nurse says, “So Viagra wouldn’t get your stick In gear?”
“Not even half-mast.”
“Just twitches in your britches?”
“Floppy as the noodles used in swimming pools. My doctors are reinventing the wheel. My late wife used to spank me and that got me a hardon. I tried to convince my doctor who insisted my dysfunction had a medical reason. My simple solution was met by disbelief as not grounded in medical science.”
His nurse says, “Turn Over. We’re going to prove them all wrong.”
He says, “I’ve never done with my nurse...
#erotic
#BDSM
#sensual #healing
#sensual #healing
62 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
26th Mar 2020 4:38am
26th Mar 2020 4:38am
Bewitched On Mars
Bewitched On Mars
Doug asks Rowena, “Have you been to the moon?”
Ro replies, “Yes, I have. My hocus pocus can take me just about anywhere. But I’ve never been to Mars.”
Doug asks, “What stopped you?”
Ro replies, “There are rumors among our coven of interlopers from other star systems who have settled there. Some of them may feel encroached upon by visitors. Hence our head witch has forbidden that planet from our travel itinerary.”
Doug says, “I’ve always wanted to see Mars. Could you take me?”
Ro replies, “One nose...
Doug asks Rowena, “Have you been to the moon?”
Ro replies, “Yes, I have. My hocus pocus can take me just about anywhere. But I’ve never been to Mars.”
Doug asks, “What stopped you?”
Ro replies, “There are rumors among our coven of interlopers from other star systems who have settled there. Some of them may feel encroached upon by visitors. Hence our head witch has forbidden that planet from our travel itinerary.”
Doug says, “I’ve always wanted to see Mars. Could you take me?”
Ro replies, “One nose...
#marriage
#universe
#sexy
#witches
#scifi
33 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2020 3:19am
25th Mar 2020 3:19am
Dream 3 24 20
Dream 3 24 20
Her blithe was the only thing contagious
When her laughter
Was the yeast that raised my bread
Without infecting the moment
With itchy moods
Her blithe was the only thing contagious
When her laughter
Was the yeast that raised my bread
Without infecting the moment
With itchy moods
#happiness
#love
#nature #healing
#nature #healing
41 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2020 2:55am
24th Mar 2020 2:55am
Coalescence
Coalescence
Within your eyes are myriad worlds
Waiting to be explored
The iridescent green pools
Glow like ice on fire
Reflecting the rose-red passion
Deep into the well of your heart
Like magic gemstones
Your eyes draw me inexorably
Into your magical world
The tender kindness of your aura
Warms my poet's heart
Your butterfly wing touch
Sends tremors of pleasure through my opened breast
As you cradle my pulsing heart
Cupping my life in your soft palm
Though my very being rests in your care
Fear...
Within your eyes are myriad worlds
Waiting to be explored
The iridescent green pools
Glow like ice on fire
Reflecting the rose-red passion
Deep into the well of your heart
Like magic gemstones
Your eyes draw me inexorably
Into your magical world
The tender kindness of your aura
Warms my poet's heart
Your butterfly wing touch
Sends tremors of pleasure through my opened breast
As you cradle my pulsing heart
Cupping my life in your soft palm
Though my very being rests in your care
Fear...
#love
#FallingInLove
#emotional
#metaphor
#passion
39 reads
0 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
22nd Mar 2020 4:29am
22nd Mar 2020 4:29am
Conception
Conception
My dreams take me to another planet. This is a world where gardens overflow terraces. Double moons shine through pink skies. There a castle stands amidst snowy peaks. The city of our dreams is realized in some distant epoch of time.
There my princess awaits me amidst the star flowers. Her hair flows in waves of silvery curls. Her eyes burn like diamonds, freshly born of the molten rock. Naked as on the day of her creation, her hair is entwined in red and purple blossoms. Her body is lustrous like star light.
Her smile coaxes my soul to migrate into...
My dreams take me to another planet. This is a world where gardens overflow terraces. Double moons shine through pink skies. There a castle stands amidst snowy peaks. The city of our dreams is realized in some distant epoch of time.
There my princess awaits me amidst the star flowers. Her hair flows in waves of silvery curls. Her eyes burn like diamonds, freshly born of the molten rock. Naked as on the day of her creation, her hair is entwined in red and purple blossoms. Her body is lustrous like star light.
Her smile coaxes my soul to migrate into...
#dreams
#lover
#magic
#sensual
#scifi
48 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Mar 2020 10:06pm
18th Mar 2020 10:06pm
Shakespearean Twist - Inspirational Rewrite
Shakespearean Twist
She is the priestess with a perk like an espresso served with a lilt to deflect pupil ennui; a sonneteer she sheaves her sentences into bushels with the Bard the main attraction. Except for the two women in their roaring twenties who sit like bookshelves with me the hardback wedged between. The belles thumb through the essay in my lap to glean the gold of an older scholar.
Their ladyfingers leaf through the notebook. With each flutter of paper, their touch penetrates into my zippered ziggurat like cuneiform on my clay rod. Lest my...
She is the priestess with a perk like an espresso served with a lilt to deflect pupil ennui; a sonneteer she sheaves her sentences into bushels with the Bard the main attraction. Except for the two women in their roaring twenties who sit like bookshelves with me the hardback wedged between. The belles thumb through the essay in my lap to glean the gold of an older scholar.
Their ladyfingers leaf through the notebook. With each flutter of paper, their touch penetrates into my zippered ziggurat like cuneiform on my clay rod. Lest my...
#erotic
#sexy
#WilliamShakespeare #college
#WilliamShakespeare #college
62 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2020 6:51pm
13th Mar 2020 6:51pm
Mesoamerica on the Bayou - Part Two
2
Mesoamerica on the Bayou
Ro says, “This museum has an impressive Pre-Columbian exhibit upstairs. There doesn’t appear to be much of a crowd. Let’s go enjoy a private showing of the Mesoamerican rooms. The primitivism of the Mayan sculpture will provide a good contrast to our museum experience.”
We enter the dimly lit room where horned beasts made of clay greet us. Faces of Mayan people gaze from a lost world. She tells me, “Look at that Sun God figure. No look closer. Gaze into his eyes. You need to squat for a better balance. We wouldn’t want you falling...
Mesoamerica on the Bayou
Ro says, “This museum has an impressive Pre-Columbian exhibit upstairs. There doesn’t appear to be much of a crowd. Let’s go enjoy a private showing of the Mesoamerican rooms. The primitivism of the Mayan sculpture will provide a good contrast to our museum experience.”
We enter the dimly lit room where horned beasts made of clay greet us. Faces of Mayan people gaze from a lost world. She tells me, “Look at that Sun God figure. No look closer. Gaze into his eyes. You need to squat for a better balance. We wouldn’t want you falling...
#sex
#erotic
#BDSM
#historical
#sensual
66 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
29th Feb 2020 5:24pm
29th Feb 2020 5:24pm
Rowena at 18
Rowena at 18
Bewildered by life, I land in an asylum for those of a delicate nature. Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. Rowena and I crash land in the same asylum for those out of touch with consensual reality but in touch with higher planes. In our collaborative high school graduation thesis, Rowena and I propose an alternative approach to conceptual framing. Our essay is a manifesto for reestablishing a dialectic of madness to restore the unbounded voice to the human narrative. Once those in realms beyond reason rejoin...
Bewildered by life, I land in an asylum for those of a delicate nature. Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. Rowena and I crash land in the same asylum for those out of touch with consensual reality but in touch with higher planes. In our collaborative high school graduation thesis, Rowena and I propose an alternative approach to conceptual framing. Our essay is a manifesto for reestablishing a dialectic of madness to restore the unbounded voice to the human narrative. Once those in realms beyond reason rejoin...
#love
#romantic
#funny #MentalHealth
#funny #MentalHealth
69 reads
6 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th Feb 2020 00:51am
28th Feb 2020 00:51am
Rwanda Bound
Rwanda Bound
Rowena says, “Honey, I don’t want to ruffle your feathers after our romantic night of beer and potato chips over movies. However, do you recall that French was my major in college? In fact, it is my second language.”
Doug replies, “You know I am in complete agreement. We should watch more French movies instead of American cheese. So finally I will set up our satellite TV and we’ll watch Brigitte Bardot to our heart’s content. Of course, you will be my starlet Brigitte will just put us in the mood.”
“What I have in mind will be a cultural...
Rowena says, “Honey, I don’t want to ruffle your feathers after our romantic night of beer and potato chips over movies. However, do you recall that French was my major in college? In fact, it is my second language.”
Doug replies, “You know I am in complete agreement. We should watch more French movies instead of American cheese. So finally I will set up our satellite TV and we’ll watch Brigitte Bardot to our heart’s content. Of course, you will be my starlet Brigitte will just put us in the mood.”
“What I have in mind will be a cultural...
#love
#jealousy
#marriage
#Africa
#peace
55 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Feb 2020 1:01am
9th Feb 2020 1:01am
Post Apocalyptic Museum Lovers
Post Apocalyptic Museum Lovers
1
Grecian Urn for Lovers
Morning light creates a chandelier through the cracks in the ceiling that illuminates a Grecian urn displayed in a glass case. Under the soft but insistent light, the pottery is embossed with Apollo pursuing Daphne. His rod is still risen to defy millennia of censorship.
My curious maiden turns my head. While she explores the scene we share our voyeur’s gaze. Her eyes travel the length of his Apollonian manhood giving rise to my own response. Her...
1
Grecian Urn for Lovers
Morning light creates a chandelier through the cracks in the ceiling that illuminates a Grecian urn displayed in a glass case. Under the soft but insistent light, the pottery is embossed with Apollo pursuing Daphne. His rod is still risen to defy millennia of censorship.
My curious maiden turns my head. While she explores the scene we share our voyeur’s gaze. Her eyes travel the length of his Apollonian manhood giving rise to my own response. Her...
#sex
#erotic
#BDSM
#art
#sensual
132 reads
5 Comments
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