Submissions by goldenmyst
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Goldenmyst, 58 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.”
Vegan Café 1st Set of Mayan Haiku
Vegan Café 1st Set of Mayan Haiku
jaguar priestess
tattooed in Mayan glyphs
basket of sunshine
bonnet
of bougainvillea petals
wreath of sun flames
earth birth
inked on her cappuccino back
Popol Vuh
elders chant
to bongo drums
earth’s heartbeat
lake texcoco
shimmers in moonlight
her sheen
roots descend
from banyan boughs
her cathedral
jaguar priestess
tattooed in Mayan glyphs
basket of sunshine
bonnet
of bougainvillea petals
wreath of sun flames
earth birth
inked on her cappuccino back
Popol Vuh
elders chant
to bongo drums
earth’s heartbeat
lake texcoco
shimmers in moonlight
her sheen
roots descend
from banyan boughs
her cathedral
#women
#nature
#music
#mythology
#culture
73 reads
2 Comments
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre (Copper Canyon Blues)
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
#romantic
#city
#nature
#trains
#marijuana
109 reads
0 Comments
Wild Woman Blues Rewrite
Wild Woman Blues
Accordion swinging to mariachi
when he serenades her senorita blues
on Cinco de Mayo in his Mr. Cool sunglasses
like a piñata stuffed for fiesta
he sings the Zapotec of smoky Oaxaca
Deep in Chiapas blues
Can you spare a peso brother?
No, but my secondhand cigar smoke
Is free as a wild Yaqui maiden
High on Copper Canyon ganja
When the sun sets like a caballero
Ambling past her to the liquor store
Like a Spanish galleon in the Caribbean
Sailing into a Yucatán
Where plantain is sweet as the...
Accordion swinging to mariachi
when he serenades her senorita blues
on Cinco de Mayo in his Mr. Cool sunglasses
like a piñata stuffed for fiesta
he sings the Zapotec of smoky Oaxaca
Deep in Chiapas blues
Can you spare a peso brother?
No, but my secondhand cigar smoke
Is free as a wild Yaqui maiden
High on Copper Canyon ganja
When the sun sets like a caballero
Ambling past her to the liquor store
Like a Spanish galleon in the Caribbean
Sailing into a Yucatán
Where plantain is sweet as the...
#women
#men
#dreams
#music
#food
81 reads
3 Comments
Girl From the Vegan Café
Girl From the Vegan Café
Sinatra diner for vegan gumbo okra blues
Where waitress floats on scarlet pigtails
For holy salad days of youth
In checkered britches
A Bauhaus Bolshevik
With nose rings
Whose golden bands are nuptial dreams
She gazes at my ancient visage
Like Alice from a foxhole
As she grooves to the Latina
On the radio
Whose Mexican vibes
She remembers like the barrio dusk
Where the taquería sold tofu tacos
For two dollars a piece
And Pachucas counted chili peppers
While...
Sinatra diner for vegan gumbo okra blues
Where waitress floats on scarlet pigtails
For holy salad days of youth
In checkered britches
A Bauhaus Bolshevik
With nose rings
Whose golden bands are nuptial dreams
She gazes at my ancient visage
Like Alice from a foxhole
As she grooves to the Latina
On the radio
Whose Mexican vibes
She remembers like the barrio dusk
Where the taquería sold tofu tacos
For two dollars a piece
And Pachucas counted chili peppers
While...
#women
#beauty
#spiritual
#music
#food
60 reads
2 Comments
live jazz coffee house haiku
live jazz coffee house haiku
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
#music
#coffee
#haiku
#mythology
#tea
54 reads
2 Comments
Brother at the Vegan Café
Brother at the Vegan Café
Miniature mirror balls
Hemp woven lamps
suspended like ghosts
of vegan Bohemia
with soul music choir
A Greek chorus
Whose Delphic oracle
is an African Pythia
On a tarot timbre
Blessed brother in soul
witnesses book of revelations
Waitress listens to his apocalyptic opera
“Are you ready for the rapture?”
“My old bones already need a resurrection.”
“This ain’t about a backache.
We’re talking about whether your old ribs stay in the dirt
or go to...
Miniature mirror balls
Hemp woven lamps
suspended like ghosts
of vegan Bohemia
with soul music choir
A Greek chorus
Whose Delphic oracle
is an African Pythia
On a tarot timbre
Blessed brother in soul
witnesses book of revelations
Waitress listens to his apocalyptic opera
“Are you ready for the rapture?”
“My old bones already need a resurrection.”
“This ain’t about a backache.
We’re talking about whether your old ribs stay in the dirt
or go to...
#women
#men
#religion
#music
#food
64 reads
0 Comments
haiku from the vegan blues café
haiku from the vegan blues café
blind golden boy
fills his cup of joy
with the blues
deep in Harlem
sax fifth of bourbon
for blue heaven
Latin Jazz wails
in Spanish Harlem midnight
for coconut blues
blue barbarians
strut the Goth jazz
for midnight Huns
flamingo artistes
paint Harlem pink
for the hepcat blues
blind golden boy
fills his cup of joy
with the blues
deep in Harlem
sax fifth of bourbon
for blue heaven
Latin Jazz wails
in Spanish Harlem midnight
for coconut blues
blue barbarians
strut the Goth jazz
for midnight Huns
flamingo artistes
paint Harlem pink
for the hepcat blues
#utopia
#night
#music
#food
#haiku
106 reads
2 Comments
Tea Garden Ku
Tea Garden Ku
Zen islands
in a garden of sand
her chakra
archipelago
in sea of Japan
her chakra
path stones
in the tea garden
her chakra
lanterns light
the tea garden path
of her chakra
under sheets
of silken lantern light
perfumed zazen
Zen islands
in a garden of sand
her chakra
archipelago
in sea of Japan
her chakra
path stones
in the tea garden
her chakra
lanterns light
the tea garden path
of her chakra
under sheets
of silken lantern light
perfumed zazen
#women
#romantic
#Buddhist
#haiku
#sensual
49 reads
0 Comments
Parisian Mystique
Parisian Mystique
Soft fire burns like smoking incense
From eyes that have seen the heart of infinity
Whose blue glow is the earth seen from orbit
Her atmosphere is the ambiance of a Parisian café
When midnight approaches like a cat
On the streets of mercy
Armed with the lipstick blues
She gazes into the souls of men
To photograph their spirits
Capturing the dark lullaby of night
In a dark room of the soul
Where pictures never fade
But stay lustrous
As the azure in her gaze
When dawn haloes her...
Soft fire burns like smoking incense
From eyes that have seen the heart of infinity
Whose blue glow is the earth seen from orbit
Her atmosphere is the ambiance of a Parisian café
When midnight approaches like a cat
On the streets of mercy
Armed with the lipstick blues
She gazes into the souls of men
To photograph their spirits
Capturing the dark lullaby of night
In a dark room of the soul
Where pictures never fade
But stay lustrous
As the azure in her gaze
When dawn haloes her...
#women
#beauty
#dreams
#sensual
#seductive
93 reads
2 Comments
Firestorm
Firestorm
Firestorm from heaven
Dances blue flame heart song
In blue avalanche eyes that tear through pretense
With supernova gaze into the soul of schoolboys
Whose hearts pound the literature of her book
Of spells that hex them into the heart of love
As they firewalk on her red hot coals
That burn like a solar flare aimed at their hearts
To singe their root with velvet fury
When her bonfire incinerates all chains
That bound them to the man of yesterday
While they orbit her like moths to a lamp
But her glow falls like...
Firestorm from heaven
Dances blue flame heart song
In blue avalanche eyes that tear through pretense
With supernova gaze into the soul of schoolboys
Whose hearts pound the literature of her book
Of spells that hex them into the heart of love
As they firewalk on her red hot coals
That burn like a solar flare aimed at their hearts
To singe their root with velvet fury
When her bonfire incinerates all chains
That bound them to the man of yesterday
While they orbit her like moths to a lamp
But her glow falls like...
#women
#men
#fire
#sensual
#seductive
92 reads
2 Comments
Heroine
Heroine
Ragged souls seated around room
Seeking solace from storm lashed lives
Woman conducts orchestra of therapy
Her soft curves and smile
Soothes tempest tossed madmen
In the quiet presage of session
She sits gazing in contemplative beauty
Her sage words play the piano of our hearts
“Women and men are made differently.
To deny that is to deny the truth.”
Calm sea of communing
Threatened by tidal surge ...
Ragged souls seated around room
Seeking solace from storm lashed lives
Woman conducts orchestra of therapy
Her soft curves and smile
Soothes tempest tossed madmen
In the quiet presage of session
She sits gazing in contemplative beauty
Her sage words play the piano of our hearts
“Women and men are made differently.
To deny that is to deny the truth.”
Calm sea of communing
Threatened by tidal surge ...
#women
#prison
#feminism
#sensual
#healing
140 reads
14 Comments
To Cartageña, With Eternal Love
To Cartageña, With Eternal Love
“Marlon, I sewed your pocket.
Why not fill it up with tips?”
“My ancestors fought
In the war of liberation from Spain.”
“What in the world does that have to do with you in the present?
At least you could tell the Americans
That we don’t have welfare in Columbia
And that tips are appreciated.”
“Our pantry is always well stocked.
There is no need to abase myself for pennies.”
“You are the best tour guide in this city.
You deserve a gratuity.”
“Most of them do anyway.
No need to...
“Marlon, I sewed your pocket.
Why not fill it up with tips?”
“My ancestors fought
In the war of liberation from Spain.”
“What in the world does that have to do with you in the present?
At least you could tell the Americans
That we don’t have welfare in Columbia
And that tips are appreciated.”
“Our pantry is always well stocked.
There is no need to abase myself for pennies.”
“You are the best tour guide in this city.
You deserve a gratuity.”
“Most of them do anyway.
No need to...
#love
#marriage
#romantic
#anniversary
#dialogue
122 reads
2 Comments
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