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.”
When Hump Backs Bebop
When Hump Backs Bebop
A whale serenades his Saturday Night Sweetheart
On the brink of a poodle skirt revival
To do the tail flop bebop
Like teenagers jigging to the jukebox
But these gentle giants are the star of the floor
Upon which they make the leap
Like roller skate wizards
Splashing their love like acrobats
On the golden path from sea to air
With flippers flipping out true love
Until the spray and sun
Make them wanna go yeow!
With barrels of boogie to be had
A whale serenades his Saturday Night Sweetheart
On the brink of a poodle skirt revival
To do the tail flop bebop
Like teenagers jigging to the jukebox
But these gentle giants are the star of the floor
Upon which they make the leap
Like roller skate wizards
Splashing their love like acrobats
On the golden path from sea to air
With flippers flipping out true love
Until the spray and sun
Make them wanna go yeow!
With barrels of boogie to be had
#sea
#animals
#nature
390 reads
4 Comments
Lipstick Redemption
When an unseasonably warm autumn comes to Natchez, the trees aren’t colorful down in this part of the south, but another splendor catches my eye. My friend from grade school sports a long ponytail with curls dangling from his bangs. So maybe he’s going for the Bohemian look. He has always been a non-conformist down to his shoulder-length hair.
He is a Libra, so is it any surprise that we celebrate the Harvest season by him giving me and my sister a drive down the Natchez Trace to a creek? He says, “Rosie and John, hope this doesn’t come as any shock to you but I think I was...
He is a Libra, so is it any surprise that we celebrate the Harvest season by him giving me and my sister a drive down the Natchez Trace to a creek? He says, “Rosie and John, hope this doesn’t come as any shock to you but I think I was...
#mythology
#transgender
612 reads
2 Comments
Cannabis and Beignets
Cannabis and Beignets
The misery of a grease splatter while deep frying beignets makes me long for Bourbon Street in spring. Then the low slung jeans return to haunt my hallowed soul with peeks into a Kyoto of maiden but cut and move on to the next scene. There hippies go naked over cannabis while the smoke tortures their inner Puritanism.
It is like the incense in a church for mellow mushrooms where even the priest must get high on his authority to marry former lingerie models who walk the wedding aisle like a runway in a make or break fashion show. A...
The misery of a grease splatter while deep frying beignets makes me long for Bourbon Street in spring. Then the low slung jeans return to haunt my hallowed soul with peeks into a Kyoto of maiden but cut and move on to the next scene. There hippies go naked over cannabis while the smoke tortures their inner Puritanism.
It is like the incense in a church for mellow mushrooms where even the priest must get high on his authority to marry former lingerie models who walk the wedding aisle like a runway in a make or break fashion show. A...
#religion
#marijuana
#food
529 reads
6 Comments
Priestess Turned Damsel in Distress - A Dream
Priestess Turned Damsel in Distress
Amber’s face was sprinkled in fairy dust. Her eyes shimmered like star clusters clouded by nebulae afloat in the galactic night. Each blink was a glimmer from heaven. But her smile was dipped in a sun shower softness born of a banana taste. Her living room became our session church. The curtains swept open to sunlight in the afternoon of her the priestess to my mad heart. The gloss of her lipstick tickled my eyes into a trance.
But her dog had a roaming spirit which led him out the front door and into the lushness of nature’s...
Amber’s face was sprinkled in fairy dust. Her eyes shimmered like star clusters clouded by nebulae afloat in the galactic night. Each blink was a glimmer from heaven. But her smile was dipped in a sun shower softness born of a banana taste. Her living room became our session church. The curtains swept open to sunlight in the afternoon of her the priestess to my mad heart. The gloss of her lipstick tickled my eyes into a trance.
But her dog had a roaming spirit which led him out the front door and into the lushness of nature’s...
#love
#support
#sensual
498 reads
2 Comments
Love Finds a Way
Love Finds a Way
When Valerie and I became smitten with each other, we were sitting at the school cafeteria table. I was eating the soy burgers she always called paste.
She said, “Are you a vegetarian?”
I said, ‘Yea’”
Valerie’s follow up floored me. “You know, soy impairs a man’s yang functioning thereby decreasing his sperm count and making him unable to give a girl a baby.”
“Is this typical high school lunchroom chat?”
Valerie replied, “We’re both eighteen and adults. I can tell you if I were your wife I wouldn’t fix those funky veggie...
When Valerie and I became smitten with each other, we were sitting at the school cafeteria table. I was eating the soy burgers she always called paste.
She said, “Are you a vegetarian?”
I said, ‘Yea’”
Valerie’s follow up floored me. “You know, soy impairs a man’s yang functioning thereby decreasing his sperm count and making him unable to give a girl a baby.”
“Is this typical high school lunchroom chat?”
Valerie replied, “We’re both eighteen and adults. I can tell you if I were your wife I wouldn’t fix those funky veggie...
#love
#father
#romantic
#racism
#son
916 reads
4 Comments
A Far Harbor of the Heart
A Far Harbor of the Heart
The cold grey dawn approaches like a grim reaper. Shells of humanity wander the abysmal streets. I stand on the corner watching the ebb and flow of people. I lean against the wall of Jim’s tobacco shop smelling the perfume of stale beer.
I pull my sweater tight against my cold shoulders. Men strut by in neat black suits with lapels flapping in the icy ocean breeze. I idly relax my posture letting my arms rest calmly against the concrete wall.
A policeman struts by gripping his nightstick. He stealthily approaches a hobo lying on the...
The cold grey dawn approaches like a grim reaper. Shells of humanity wander the abysmal streets. I stand on the corner watching the ebb and flow of people. I lean against the wall of Jim’s tobacco shop smelling the perfume of stale beer.
I pull my sweater tight against my cold shoulders. Men strut by in neat black suits with lapels flapping in the icy ocean breeze. I idly relax my posture letting my arms rest calmly against the concrete wall.
A policeman struts by gripping his nightstick. He stealthily approaches a hobo lying on the...
#loneliness
#city
#sea
#homelessness
#poverty
492 reads
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Ruthie the Dog Goes Into Therapy
Ruthie the Dog Goes Into Counseling
Amber opens, “Well, I finally get to visit you in person Ruthie. John has told me so much about you. I feel like I already know you and I must say based on what he said you must be a dog of great character whom I would trust in my very own household.”
Ruthie says, “Oh if it weren’t for all this fur I’d be blushing. John does dote on me in so many ways so I really shouldn’t complain. But there is this issue hanging over us which never seems to go away. You see I went through the most traumatic experience and overreacted for which...
Amber opens, “Well, I finally get to visit you in person Ruthie. John has told me so much about you. I feel like I already know you and I must say based on what he said you must be a dog of great character whom I would trust in my very own household.”
Ruthie says, “Oh if it weren’t for all this fur I’d be blushing. John does dote on me in so many ways so I really shouldn’t complain. But there is this issue hanging over us which never seems to go away. You see I went through the most traumatic experience and overreacted for which...
#regret
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
#dogs
#MentalHealth
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Wild Cathedral Night
Wild Cathedral Night
The church organ pipes are close enough to the floor to be touched. And so a wicked plan is hatched by the choirmaster lady. She tutors a young lady to recognize the music by vibration alone. The maiden sits at the foot of the pipes where the vibration is strong enough to tickle her passion for music. The lass is a music academy graduate who knows not where her gift will take her. So the choirmaster leads her into realms of melody undreamed of by her innocent heart.
With a single finger, Agnes teaches the new singer by note. Agnes...
The church organ pipes are close enough to the floor to be touched. And so a wicked plan is hatched by the choirmaster lady. She tutors a young lady to recognize the music by vibration alone. The maiden sits at the foot of the pipes where the vibration is strong enough to tickle her passion for music. The lass is a music academy graduate who knows not where her gift will take her. So the choirmaster leads her into realms of melody undreamed of by her innocent heart.
With a single finger, Agnes teaches the new singer by note. Agnes...
#women
#erotic
#religion #music
#religion #music
553 reads
6 Comments
The Rum Fruitcake Fidelity Test
The Rum Fruitcake Fidelity Test
“George I know the only person you worship more than me is Jesus. You’d never stray for some young tart like my friend Brandy with the tush whose pertness you’ve never discussed with me unless I bring it up first. But for my sake would you be kind enough to wear this here Chastity belt? I’ll bring the key with me to the Women’s Bible study group at the church tonight.”
“Honey, you know I’d never let my fingers do the walking without you. But if it lets you focus on the Lord’s word instead of worrying about me at home then...
“George I know the only person you worship more than me is Jesus. You’d never stray for some young tart like my friend Brandy with the tush whose pertness you’ve never discussed with me unless I bring it up first. But for my sake would you be kind enough to wear this here Chastity belt? I’ll bring the key with me to the Women’s Bible study group at the church tonight.”
“Honey, you know I’d never let my fingers do the walking without you. But if it lets you focus on the Lord’s word instead of worrying about me at home then...
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
#religion
#God
597 reads
2 Comments
Ménage à Trios
Ménage à Trios
Rosie says, “Do you ever fantasize about a ménage à trios? Of course, you do, just follow my lead.” She lays me face down in my aquamarine blanket. Rosie sits beside me in the cool stream. She kneads my derriere with her loving hands. My legs are parted in humble submission to the tendrils of water which pulse against my mystic manhood.
My beloved’s touch sparks a tiny star which ignites into a stellar furnace of carnal bloom with my bare body soaked in the creek water. She spanks and rocks my supple buttocks in a ménage à trios with the earth Goddess...
Rosie says, “Do you ever fantasize about a ménage à trios? Of course, you do, just follow my lead.” She lays me face down in my aquamarine blanket. Rosie sits beside me in the cool stream. She kneads my derriere with her loving hands. My legs are parted in humble submission to the tendrils of water which pulse against my mystic manhood.
My beloved’s touch sparks a tiny star which ignites into a stellar furnace of carnal bloom with my bare body soaked in the creek water. She spanks and rocks my supple buttocks in a ménage à trios with the earth Goddess...
#wife
#sex
#erotic
#water
#nature
571 reads
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Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge - Story
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge - Story
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rosa’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of hooking up with men, she juices them up. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
Ruth tells Rosa, “Get your prissy self to serving drinks. You know the boss don’t like you popping Benzedrine on break time. Sure you look like a 40s starlet in that red dress with all the frills but if you get jazzed on those pills you might start spiking their cocktails with crazy medicine. We might have the...
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rosa’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of hooking up with men, she juices them up. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
Ruth tells Rosa, “Get your prissy self to serving drinks. You know the boss don’t like you popping Benzedrine on break time. Sure you look like a 40s starlet in that red dress with all the frills but if you get jazzed on those pills you might start spiking their cocktails with crazy medicine. We might have the...
#women
#animals
#drugs
#funny
#sensual
477 reads
6 Comments
Entwined in Her Braids
Entwined in Her Braids
“Suzy, your hair is dripping all over the floor. What happened to your hair dryer?”
“Since I use that poor overworked blow dryer every morning I decided she needed a rest.”
“Well, there is something sensual about how your soaked bangs stick to your face.”
“Kathy braided my ponytail just for you. But little did she know my intentions. Though she was curious when my I told her it was a ‘cock sock’ she’d heard all she needed to she said.”
I say, “The things you come up with are out of this world. Like...
“Suzy, your hair is dripping all over the floor. What happened to your hair dryer?”
“Since I use that poor overworked blow dryer every morning I decided she needed a rest.”
“Well, there is something sensual about how your soaked bangs stick to your face.”
“Kathy braided my ponytail just for you. But little did she know my intentions. Though she was curious when my I told her it was a ‘cock sock’ she’d heard all she needed to she said.”
I say, “The things you come up with are out of this world. Like...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
666 reads
4 Comments
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