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.”
Sorcerer’s Apprentice
Sorcerer’s Apprentice
Ouija board night séance
His fingers touch heart shaped wood
As words unveiled in darkness
Ragnon Satan’s right arm
Says justice is reason for evil
In silent prayer I invoke Jesus’ name
Wooden piece flies off board
My friend reveals Demon’s intention
To destroy my astral and physical body
Angels will watch on but not interfere
As to avoid Armageddon too soon
For six months my grades dip to Ds
Teachers say I’m at that girl crazy age
I sit at dining room table eating alone
Grandpa asks what’s...
Ouija board night séance
His fingers touch heart shaped wood
As words unveiled in darkness
Ragnon Satan’s right arm
Says justice is reason for evil
In silent prayer I invoke Jesus’ name
Wooden piece flies off board
My friend reveals Demon’s intention
To destroy my astral and physical body
Angels will watch on but not interfere
As to avoid Armageddon too soon
For six months my grades dip to Ds
Teachers say I’m at that girl crazy age
I sit at dining room table eating alone
Grandpa asks what’s...
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2 Comments
Job Placement Agency
Job Placement Agency
Hannah
Well you’ve got us both here. Lucky you.
John
I’m sorry for not following through on the jobs you got for me.
Hannah
It hurts our reputation. When we get you hooked with an employer and you back out the business won’t work with us for other clients.
Anita
She’s right John. If you want us to work with you, you have to follow through.
Hannah
John is this a game for you? Are you enjoying the company of two beautiful women?
Anita
John I know I’m attractive but that’s...
Hannah
Well you’ve got us both here. Lucky you.
John
I’m sorry for not following through on the jobs you got for me.
Hannah
It hurts our reputation. When we get you hooked with an employer and you back out the business won’t work with us for other clients.
Anita
She’s right John. If you want us to work with you, you have to follow through.
Hannah
John is this a game for you? Are you enjoying the company of two beautiful women?
Anita
John I know I’m attractive but that’s...
749 reads
6 Comments
Jedi of the French Quarter (A silly story written nearly 30 years ago)
Jedi of the French Quarter
Porthos was a dreamer. He had been named after one of the Three Musketeers. He wore a great multi-colored coat and a large wide-brimmed top hat to look like his favorite TV star, Dr. Who.
Porthos walked along the back streets of the French Quarter around the Ursaline Convent. There he saw a red headed lady in a yellow dress being yelled at and grasped on the arms by a young man in a grey suit with blonde hair and a mustache.
It would be correct to point out at this point that Porthos was educated on romance novels and movies of...
Porthos was a dreamer. He had been named after one of the Three Musketeers. He wore a great multi-colored coat and a large wide-brimmed top hat to look like his favorite TV star, Dr. Who.
Porthos walked along the back streets of the French Quarter around the Ursaline Convent. There he saw a red headed lady in a yellow dress being yelled at and grasped on the arms by a young man in a grey suit with blonde hair and a mustache.
It would be correct to point out at this point that Porthos was educated on romance novels and movies of...
727 reads
2 Comments
Identity Crisis – Neuro/ John
Identity Crisis – Neuro/ John
Tertullian
Cloud of Unknowing
The sun is falling crimson over the icy peaks. I wander through alpine meadows carrying my knapsack over my shoulder. The pine trees seem to breath with the wind. The rushing of wind cools my face as I follow a trickling stream up to the mountainside toward the waiting snowfields. Now the sun is behind the peak leaving streaks of purple and red painted across the darkening sky. Venus appears shimmering in the pale light. Slowly Orion materializes, running across the sky, on some ancient hunt. Shadows cover...
Tertullian
Cloud of Unknowing
The sun is falling crimson over the icy peaks. I wander through alpine meadows carrying my knapsack over my shoulder. The pine trees seem to breath with the wind. The rushing of wind cools my face as I follow a trickling stream up to the mountainside toward the waiting snowfields. Now the sun is behind the peak leaving streaks of purple and red painted across the darkening sky. Venus appears shimmering in the pale light. Slowly Orion materializes, running across the sky, on some ancient hunt. Shadows cover...
819 reads
3 Comments
Harem Girl
Harem Girl
I have been a house servant since I was a teenage girl. Having reached adulthood I aspire to serve as an Amazon warrior in our army. However, today I have been summoned before the queen to be inducted into her harem. The two women lead me holding my arms tightly in their steely grip. The hallway is cold and dark as I walk barefoot down the hard cobble stone floor. I am naked, save for a loin cloth covers my womanhood. My nipples tingle in the dank castle air. I tremble with fear mixed with excitement.
Passing through the heavy wooden doors I am led into the...
I have been a house servant since I was a teenage girl. Having reached adulthood I aspire to serve as an Amazon warrior in our army. However, today I have been summoned before the queen to be inducted into her harem. The two women lead me holding my arms tightly in their steely grip. The hallway is cold and dark as I walk barefoot down the hard cobble stone floor. I am naked, save for a loin cloth covers my womanhood. My nipples tingle in the dank castle air. I tremble with fear mixed with excitement.
Passing through the heavy wooden doors I am led into the...
765 reads
2 Comments
Kidnapped
1121 reads
8 Comments
Catch Me if I Fall
Catch Me if I Fall
Sarah
Hey mister could you help me put together some Christmas ornaments?
John
I’d love to. Computer programming can be an old bear if you don’t take breaks.
Sarah
Great follow me. Here we are. Now just sit next to me. You know I’m very frustrated with the male of the species lately. None of them want to commit.
John
I agree. Men are awful. I don’t know why women put up with them.
Sarah
Well I do need a man to have children. They are good for that.
...
Sarah
Hey mister could you help me put together some Christmas ornaments?
John
I’d love to. Computer programming can be an old bear if you don’t take breaks.
Sarah
Great follow me. Here we are. Now just sit next to me. You know I’m very frustrated with the male of the species lately. None of them want to commit.
John
I agree. Men are awful. I don’t know why women put up with them.
Sarah
Well I do need a man to have children. They are good for that.
...
753 reads
5 Comments
Stars Inside of Her
Stars Inside of Her
Pamela
John what would you do if I played footsy with you?
[She stretches her legs under the table and shuffles my feet between hers.]
John
Well I’d get turned on. That’s what I’d do.
Pamela
That was my intention. But let’s talk low. We’re in a crowded cafeteria. And we’re part of an evangelical Christian group. Though I haven’t heard you talk about Jesus much. That’s...
Pamela
John what would you do if I played footsy with you?
[She stretches her legs under the table and shuffles my feet between hers.]
John
Well I’d get turned on. That’s what I’d do.
Pamela
That was my intention. But let’s talk low. We’re in a crowded cafeteria. And we’re part of an evangelical Christian group. Though I haven’t heard you talk about Jesus much. That’s...
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12 Comments
Nightflies - Neuro/John
Nightflies - Neuro/John
Date: Wed, 11 Aug 1999 08:09:36 GMT
Neuro
pennylessdreadfulbored
by Neurotic
empty pockets make your own fun
sarcastic trades cure apathy
stepping off the cloud star-staggering incomplete, everyone, quick, look the other way
46, 47 violent gray matter carousing
bend the heaven limbs,
burrow close the furrowed brows
he slits his palm before he pleasures the solitude of sweaty nights
this is love
self-inflicted love
in the heartland of hysteria
John
Are you,...
Date: Wed, 11 Aug 1999 08:09:36 GMT
Neuro
pennylessdreadfulbored
by Neurotic
empty pockets make your own fun
sarcastic trades cure apathy
stepping off the cloud star-staggering incomplete, everyone, quick, look the other way
46, 47 violent gray matter carousing
bend the heaven limbs,
burrow close the furrowed brows
he slits his palm before he pleasures the solitude of sweaty nights
this is love
self-inflicted love
in the heartland of hysteria
John
Are you,...
862 reads
6 Comments
Guilt and Remorse
Guilt and Remorse
John
My middle name is trouble. I’ve caused my family no end of heartaches. When I was ten years old I was a pied piper. I led my sister to unload an abandoned car with me. We dumped the contents on our front porch.
Cindy
Ok. You’ve got me interested tell me more.
John
Well I got her to hide behind a stack of paper towels in the grocery store. Mom went crazy looking for us. We burst out laughing. Dad whipped us good. It wasn’t my sister’s fault. I talked her into it.
Cindy
I like the progression here....
John
My middle name is trouble. I’ve caused my family no end of heartaches. When I was ten years old I was a pied piper. I led my sister to unload an abandoned car with me. We dumped the contents on our front porch.
Cindy
Ok. You’ve got me interested tell me more.
John
Well I got her to hide behind a stack of paper towels in the grocery store. Mom went crazy looking for us. We burst out laughing. Dad whipped us good. It wasn’t my sister’s fault. I talked her into it.
Cindy
I like the progression here....
677 reads
7 Comments
Catholic boarding school daze
Catholic boarding school daze
[Finds me on a bus with women. Cheerleader sits next to me with riot of blonde curls.]
John
Do you know where this bus is headed?
Angel
Of course I do silly. Blondes aren’t always out of touch.
John
Well the question is where would you like to be going?
Angel
Oh hell, take me out of this red neck state. Take me to California.
John
We’re about to graduate. I’ll drive you there.
Angel
But I...
[Finds me on a bus with women. Cheerleader sits next to me with riot of blonde curls.]
John
Do you know where this bus is headed?
Angel
Of course I do silly. Blondes aren’t always out of touch.
John
Well the question is where would you like to be going?
Angel
Oh hell, take me out of this red neck state. Take me to California.
John
We’re about to graduate. I’ll drive you there.
Angel
But I...
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5 Comments
A Bird in the Bush
A Bird in the Bush
Tracy’s affection was sweeter than ice cream on a summer’s day. Yet Penny’s rare confection of virtue and beauty charmed me. How could I help but double dip?
Tracy rose up the ladder from the pool dripping with beauty. I gazed at her long tan legs sparkling with sprinkles of water. She gazed back at me with her blonde hair laying wet across her breasts. Tracy asked, “Do you like me John?”
I replied, “As a friend.”
She hung to the ladder smiling knowingly.
She said, “No John. I think more than that.”
I obeyed her command...
Tracy’s affection was sweeter than ice cream on a summer’s day. Yet Penny’s rare confection of virtue and beauty charmed me. How could I help but double dip?
Tracy rose up the ladder from the pool dripping with beauty. I gazed at her long tan legs sparkling with sprinkles of water. She gazed back at me with her blonde hair laying wet across her breasts. Tracy asked, “Do you like me John?”
I replied, “As a friend.”
She hung to the ladder smiling knowingly.
She said, “No John. I think more than that.”
I obeyed her command...
642 reads
2 Comments
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