Submissions by goldenmyst
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"My muse changes clothes at the drop of a hat" Goldenmyst, 59 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.”
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Mar 2025 10:18pm
10th Mar 2025 10:18pm
Mirror Tango Twists of Kitty & Fang the Clown
Mirror Tango Twists of Kitty & Fang the Clown
(Concept by Dan Stafford
& Dialogue by John Hindle)
Kitty and Joke live in an alternate universe on the other side of a set of fun house mirrors in a creepy carnival.
Kitty tells Joke, “Hey this place is creepy, like the fun house mirrors at the amusement park I went too as a kid. The reflections in the looking glasses look like my multiple personalities.”
“Who are those other ladies in your psyche?”
“Let me introduce...
(Concept by Dan Stafford
& Dialogue by John Hindle)
Kitty and Joke live in an alternate universe on the other side of a set of fun house mirrors in a creepy carnival.
Kitty tells Joke, “Hey this place is creepy, like the fun house mirrors at the amusement park I went too as a kid. The reflections in the looking glasses look like my multiple personalities.”
“Who are those other ladies in your psyche?”
“Let me introduce...
#dance
#funny
#gothic
#romantic
#seductive
171 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
#alcohol
#crush
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#surreal
100 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2025 1:07am
6th Mar 2025 1:07am
tea & timbre
tea & timbre
aglitter in the galactic night
is a myriad faceted diamond
her heart
under summer stars
carmen & her gypsy lover
flamenco
summer sky
over Andalusia
second soul flamenco
the arabesque
in our lover’s nocturne
her timbre
rhapsody in indigo
played on her midnight piano
psalm of love
aglitter in the galactic night
is a myriad faceted diamond
her heart
under summer stars
carmen & her gypsy lover
flamenco
summer sky
over Andalusia
second soul flamenco
the arabesque
in our lover’s nocturne
her timbre
rhapsody in indigo
played on her midnight piano
psalm of love
#beauty
#haiku
#night
#seductive
#tea
156 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2025 11:52pm
24th Feb 2025 11:52pm
Mystery in Her Eyes
Mystery in Her Eyes
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
#mystery
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#women
144 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2025 1:44am
22nd Feb 2025 1:44am
Midnight Tigress
Midnight Tigress
She is a tigress prowling the bamboo forest
With eyes that burn like incense in a temple
Where holy men pray to Kali in the sacred midnight
Scented by the essence of her black rose
When she gapes with the mystery of the macabre
That draws supplicants to the fragrant smoke
From the sacred fire that burns on the Stygian altar
Below the navel of her cosmic source
Where sanguine songs play
On the smoky petals of her...
She is a tigress prowling the bamboo forest
With eyes that burn like incense in a temple
Where holy men pray to Kali in the sacred midnight
Scented by the essence of her black rose
When she gapes with the mystery of the macabre
That draws supplicants to the fragrant smoke
From the sacred fire that burns on the Stygian altar
Below the navel of her cosmic source
Where sanguine songs play
On the smoky petals of her...
#mystery
#seductive
#sensual
#erotic
#women
185 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Feb 2025 1:06am
21st Feb 2025 1:06am
Gothic Angel
Gothic Angel
Gothic angel in leather pants
That gleam like moonlight on a black cat
On a cobblestone street in Prague
Flexing her feline muscles at midnight
As the torchlight of her eyes
Takes me into the deeper mysteries
Of her darkly lit arts
When she leads me
Out of the dungeon of my fears
Into the freedom of a raven taking wing
From the skeleton of a winter tree
Gothic angel in leather pants
That gleam like moonlight on a black cat
On a cobblestone street in Prague
Flexing her feline muscles at midnight
As the torchlight of her eyes
Takes me into the deeper mysteries
Of her darkly lit arts
When she leads me
Out of the dungeon of my fears
Into the freedom of a raven taking wing
From the skeleton of a winter tree
#freedom
#gothic
#mystery #sensual
#mystery #sensual
181 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2025 7:47pm
20th Feb 2025 7:47pm
Her Café Glow
Her Café Glow
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
#beauty
#erotic
#seductive
#sensual
#women
105 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2025 9:36pm
18th Feb 2025 9:36pm
Ancient Maiden Dream
Ancient Maiden Dream
Olive grove maiden
Serves an Italian smile
With hot tea lips
On a Mediterranean shore
Where ancient Roman waves
Lap the Sicilian sand
Her Pompeian eyes
Frescoed in colors of love
She reclines on pink boudoir pillows
Where an artist paints her complexion
In soft brushstrokes of Venus splendor
As finches perch on fig tree boughs
Outside her window
Until she harvests grapes
When the sky is painted
In the maiden blush
Of a ripening peach
As tides rush...
Olive grove maiden
Serves an Italian smile
With hot tea lips
On a Mediterranean shore
Where ancient Roman waves
Lap the Sicilian sand
Her Pompeian eyes
Frescoed in colors of love
She reclines on pink boudoir pillows
Where an artist paints her complexion
In soft brushstrokes of Venus splendor
As finches perch on fig tree boughs
Outside her window
Until she harvests grapes
When the sky is painted
In the maiden blush
Of a ripening peach
As tides rush...
#beauty
#historical
#nature
#Romanticism
#sensual
88 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2025 7:49am
18th Feb 2025 7:49am
Faustian City Blues
Faustian City Blues
The neon dancers are framed
In the purple glow of harlequins
In the court of autumn kings
Sitting on barstool thrones
Whose greying crowns
Are the color of pigeons perched on powerlines
Like angels gazing down ruefully
From smoky bourbon eyes
When even ghosts of the Storyville Night
Cry under sheets stained in the salty brine
Of love gone wrong on a Faustian mattress
For the rose of yesteryear
The neon dancers are framed
In the purple glow of harlequins
In the court of autumn kings
Sitting on barstool thrones
Whose greying crowns
Are the color of pigeons perched on powerlines
Like angels gazing down ruefully
From smoky bourbon eyes
When even ghosts of the Storyville Night
Cry under sheets stained in the salty brine
Of love gone wrong on a Faustian mattress
For the rose of yesteryear
#aging
#alcohol
#angels #ghosts
#angels #ghosts
79 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2025 3:09am
18th Feb 2025 3:09am
Reconsecration
Reconsecration
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
#city
#oppression
#sensual
#spiritual
#women
87 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Feb 2025 11:06pm
17th Feb 2025 11:06pm
Firebird Arpeggio
Firebird Arpeggio
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
#erotic
#fire
#orgasm
#sensual
#women
193 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2025 2:05am
11th Feb 2025 2:05am
Star in Her Teacup
Star in Her Teacup
The golden embers of her eyes
Smolder softly as sassafras incense
Whose midnight is the sweet persuasion
That suffuses each swirl of steam
From the ocean of storms
In her fine China teacup
When the fire of a thousand suns
Grows with the maiden fury
Aglow in the nova of her gaze
The golden embers of her eyes
Smolder softly as sassafras incense
Whose midnight is the sweet persuasion
That suffuses each swirl of steam
From the ocean of storms
In her fine China teacup
When the fire of a thousand suns
Grows with the maiden fury
Aglow in the nova of her gaze
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
174 reads
2 Comments
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