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.”
Shades of a Turquoise Moon
Shades of a Turquoise Moon
They cross into the Powwow zone where buttered blue corn on the cob melts on the tongue like the pretzels whose buttery softness they lick at the magnolia state fair in June when one is all they can afford.
John shadows Marsha beyond the Great Sun’s mound to an abandoned mound, a small elongated mound, covered with weeds, and crumbling away after centuries of neglect. Marsha says, “You’ve told me that you love me like your wife and that is enough.”
Marsha gets fidgety again and takes him touring the park to a...
They cross into the Powwow zone where buttered blue corn on the cob melts on the tongue like the pretzels whose buttery softness they lick at the magnolia state fair in June when one is all they can afford.
John shadows Marsha beyond the Great Sun’s mound to an abandoned mound, a small elongated mound, covered with weeds, and crumbling away after centuries of neglect. Marsha says, “You’ve told me that you love me like your wife and that is enough.”
Marsha gets fidgety again and takes him touring the park to a...
#relationships
#spiritual
#music
#anniversary
#dance
460 reads
2 Comments
Drunkard's Waltz Vetoed
Drunkard's Waltz Vetoed
Way out in the boondocks down Barataria Boulevard in Marrero you can hear the Gators at night. Out here in the boonies, big rigs blow their horns for little boys who dream of one day being truckers. This is where New Orleans sophistication turns countrified.
We meet at “Where Ya At Pizzeria” The place is made from a converted warehouse and surrounded by empty lots of abandoned boatyards. Darlene tells me that the boys at school said her daughter should have won the beauty pageant. So when the girl walks up it is a déjà vu of my quiet years as...
Way out in the boondocks down Barataria Boulevard in Marrero you can hear the Gators at night. Out here in the boonies, big rigs blow their horns for little boys who dream of one day being truckers. This is where New Orleans sophistication turns countrified.
We meet at “Where Ya At Pizzeria” The place is made from a converted warehouse and surrounded by empty lots of abandoned boatyards. Darlene tells me that the boys at school said her daughter should have won the beauty pageant. So when the girl walks up it is a déjà vu of my quiet years as...
#mother
#teens
#food
#dance
#sexy
383 reads
0 Comments
Nuevo Laredo
Nuevo Laredo
An emaciated woman in a Mexican daze
Carries a baby in arms still strong
Enough to bear this child she loves
My Spanish doesn’t cover her “Leche, leche”
But Marsha puts into English
This lady’s plea for milk for her infant
My beloved parts with God’s money
To nourish the hunger which knows no end
Marsha transfigures into an angel of mercy
With smile beaming
As though there is a deity above
And she, his emissary on earth
She kisses mother and child
Haloed in the holy trinity
Of Marsha for whom all...
An emaciated woman in a Mexican daze
Carries a baby in arms still strong
Enough to bear this child she loves
My Spanish doesn’t cover her “Leche, leche”
But Marsha puts into English
This lady’s plea for milk for her infant
My beloved parts with God’s money
To nourish the hunger which knows no end
Marsha transfigures into an angel of mercy
With smile beaming
As though there is a deity above
And she, his emissary on earth
She kisses mother and child
Haloed in the holy trinity
Of Marsha for whom all...
#love
#kindness
#wife
#motherhood
#poverty
432 reads
9 Comments
When She Passes Before Him
When She Passes Before Him
The alarm clock goes off. He opens his eyes, squints, and turns off the alarm. He flexes his toes, stretches his arms, and yawns. He throws the sheets off his body, feels cold, and lies there, watching his chest rise and fall. He sits up and his feet touch the cold linoleum floor. He walks into the bathroom and sees his placid face in the mirror.
John spreads cool menthol shaving cream on his whiskered cheeks. He carefully runs his shaver across the contours of his face, around his cheekbones, his jaw, chin, and lips. He washes his face with cold...
The alarm clock goes off. He opens his eyes, squints, and turns off the alarm. He flexes his toes, stretches his arms, and yawns. He throws the sheets off his body, feels cold, and lies there, watching his chest rise and fall. He sits up and his feet touch the cold linoleum floor. He walks into the bathroom and sees his placid face in the mirror.
John spreads cool menthol shaving cream on his whiskered cheeks. He carefully runs his shaver across the contours of his face, around his cheekbones, his jaw, chin, and lips. He washes his face with cold...
#loneliness
#marriage
#erotic
#rebirth
#sensual
597 reads
2 Comments
Rawina Finds Hope - Rewrite
Rawina Finds Hope
Her family had scattered to the four winds after their village became a smoking ruin. So she wandered the desert in a daze. At the age of twenty when most are just starting off in life, she was a refugee. Finally, Rawina found herself more chaperoned than captured by the strangest soldier in an ISIS uniform. He opened the door for her as though he was a gentleman. He said, “Good afternoon. May I take you out for a bite to eat?” It was like he was escorting her on a date.
Rawina replies, “Thank you for the offer. However, my lunch date is just late. He...
Her family had scattered to the four winds after their village became a smoking ruin. So she wandered the desert in a daze. At the age of twenty when most are just starting off in life, she was a refugee. Finally, Rawina found herself more chaperoned than captured by the strangest soldier in an ISIS uniform. He opened the door for her as though he was a gentleman. He said, “Good afternoon. May I take you out for a bite to eat?” It was like he was escorting her on a date.
Rawina replies, “Thank you for the offer. However, my lunch date is just late. He...
#women
#soldiers
#war
#America
#rebirth
373 reads
0 Comments
Reining in the Wild Appaloosa
Reining in the Wild Appaloosa
John is an old soul who makes eighteen Sol circles only to become a vegan just like his Mom. He drinks her carrot juice by the gallon. He asks her, “Mom if I drink too much carrot juice will I turn orange? And if I mix it with beet juice will I get purple and orange stripes?”
She tells him, “No sweetie. But your eyes will work better, so you can see to wipe the last smudge of carob cookies off your mouth so you can tell Mom the cat ate them.”
“But Mom, if we are what we eat then that makes me a vegetable.”
“No...
John is an old soul who makes eighteen Sol circles only to become a vegan just like his Mom. He drinks her carrot juice by the gallon. He asks her, “Mom if I drink too much carrot juice will I turn orange? And if I mix it with beet juice will I get purple and orange stripes?”
She tells him, “No sweetie. But your eyes will work better, so you can see to wipe the last smudge of carob cookies off your mouth so you can tell Mom the cat ate them.”
“But Mom, if we are what we eat then that makes me a vegetable.”
“No...
#mother
#son
#motherhood
#dialogue
#sexy
533 reads
2 Comments
Roses And Relations Reborn
#brother
#sister
#rebirth
#WilliamShakespeare
#erotic
598 reads
2 Comments
Art Takes Courage
#money
#greed
#WilliamShakespeare
#sex
#erotic
548 reads
8 Comments
My Beatrice
My Beatrice
You take me to where
Dante’s Divine trilogy did.
And to bring me on that journey
From perdition to paradise
Makes the layover in purgatory
A lounge
With you my cocktail waitress
You take me to where
Dante’s Divine trilogy did.
And to bring me on that journey
From perdition to paradise
Makes the layover in purgatory
A lounge
With you my cocktail waitress
#love
#women
#books
#heaven
#sexy
456 reads
10 Comments
Mother Unshames Son
Mother Unshames Son
“Johnny, I’m concerned
about your sleep patterns
I hear your bed creaking like a trampoline
In need of grease at three in the morning
This isn’t a normal mother and son discussion
But your father left us in the lurch
Hence it is in incumbent upon me to tell you
Stop muh muhing your mosher at midnight.”
“What are you talking about Mom?”
“Do I have to spell it out for you?
You know exactly what I’m talking about. ...
“Johnny, I’m concerned
about your sleep patterns
I hear your bed creaking like a trampoline
In need of grease at three in the morning
This isn’t a normal mother and son discussion
But your father left us in the lurch
Hence it is in incumbent upon me to tell you
Stop muh muhing your mosher at midnight.”
“What are you talking about Mom?”
“Do I have to spell it out for you?
You know exactly what I’m talking about. ...
#motherhood
#dialogue
#son
#love
#sexy
382 reads
2 Comments
Beauty Makes Good Propaganda
#love
#porn
#art
#feminism
#WilliamShakespeare
589 reads
2 Comments
Submerged In Time
Submerged In Time
Below the mirrored surface
Red and yellow fish dart through crystalline water
Coral alive with pulsating anemone
Waves of kelp dance in warm currents
The universe grows with each new life
Birth of worlds from the Goddess’ womb
Each life a star illuminating the cosmos
Sentience glows with energy from the big bang
Original creation echoes in harmonic strains
Humanity nestled in the embrace of Gaia
Our home an oasis of light
Minds blossoms
Petals of consciousness open
Flower of self-awareness, ...
Below the mirrored surface
Red and yellow fish dart through crystalline water
Coral alive with pulsating anemone
Waves of kelp dance in warm currents
The universe grows with each new life
Birth of worlds from the Goddess’ womb
Each life a star illuminating the cosmos
Sentience glows with energy from the big bang
Original creation echoes in harmonic strains
Humanity nestled in the embrace of Gaia
Our home an oasis of light
Minds blossoms
Petals of consciousness open
Flower of self-awareness, ...
#birth
#women
#science
#sea
#universe
414 reads
4 Comments
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