Submissions by harliequin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love playing with words
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Aug 2015 10:53pm
28th Aug 2015 10:53pm
In the Attic
fingertips fumble
over lachrymose leaflets
sepia toned dreams
tears rain on paper
smiles tugging reminiscent
memories in ink
uncover the past
dusty corner collections
dredge dormant heartaches
year-worn memories
edge-faded recollections
euphoric recall
keepsake scars tingle
yesterday has evanesced
itching nose sneezes
over lachrymose leaflets
sepia toned dreams
tears rain on paper
smiles tugging reminiscent
memories in ink
uncover the past
dusty corner collections
dredge dormant heartaches
year-worn memories
edge-faded recollections
euphoric recall
keepsake scars tingle
yesterday has evanesced
itching nose sneezes
683 reads
8 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Aug 2015 10:26pm
26th Aug 2015 10:26pm
My Drug Is Not A Substance
I take another hit
feel you beneath my lips
take you between my hips
lose myself in bliss
Poisoned by your kiss
enthralled by fingertips
thrust from treacherous cliffs
into immutable abyss
All else has been eclipsed
heart weighed down with grit
impossible to admit
without you I can't exist
Wake up and feel like shit
how did it come to this?
Why can I never resist?
Forever in your grip
feel you beneath my lips
take you between my hips
lose myself in bliss
Poisoned by your kiss
enthralled by fingertips
thrust from treacherous cliffs
into immutable abyss
All else has been eclipsed
heart weighed down with grit
impossible to admit
without you I can't exist
Wake up and feel like shit
how did it come to this?
Why can I never resist?
Forever in your grip
688 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Aug 2015 9:45pm
25th Aug 2015 9:45pm
On the Precipice
In response to "wasn't naked, but should've been" by JohnFeddeler
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/214335-wasnt-naked-but-shouldve-been/
I carry my heart, sewn on my sleeve
and whether or not I’m gowned or bare,
it’s bared there for anyone to see.
And even if I were to make a vain attempt
to cover it, it would only bleed through.
I would lock my heart in a cabinet
and gaze upon it as a novel curio,
each pincushion prick upon it, puckered and dimpled --
tender, yet toughened mementos of failure.
But...
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/214335-wasnt-naked-but-shouldve-been/
I carry my heart, sewn on my sleeve
and whether or not I’m gowned or bare,
it’s bared there for anyone to see.
And even if I were to make a vain attempt
to cover it, it would only bleed through.
I would lock my heart in a cabinet
and gaze upon it as a novel curio,
each pincushion prick upon it, puckered and dimpled --
tender, yet toughened mementos of failure.
But...
829 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Aug 2015 3:13pm
25th Aug 2015 3:13pm
For You
I sang a song for you today
and poured warm wanton waves
over a crisp autumn breeze
honeyed warbles
undulating and oscillating
to the ebb and flow of my breath
the rise and fall of my chest
wrung out till there
was nothing left
I pieced a puzzle for you today
and nip-tucked ragged edges
beneath themselves to fit
fragmented segments
melded and mended
under the slip-tick-prick of my fingertip
the blend and bend of my wish
coming together
as if magnetic
I rent a chasm for you today ...
and poured warm wanton waves
over a crisp autumn breeze
honeyed warbles
undulating and oscillating
to the ebb and flow of my breath
the rise and fall of my chest
wrung out till there
was nothing left
I pieced a puzzle for you today
and nip-tucked ragged edges
beneath themselves to fit
fragmented segments
melded and mended
under the slip-tick-prick of my fingertip
the blend and bend of my wish
coming together
as if magnetic
I rent a chasm for you today ...
556 reads
0 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd Aug 2015 5:00am
22nd Aug 2015 5:00am
Answering Machine Song
929 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2015 3:23am
22nd Aug 2015 3:23am
Fever
I've got that
itching
trickling
tickling
fever
that starts
as a spark
in my heart
triggered by
loneliness
boredom
discontent
moisture
beads
on upper lip
at temples
down vertebrae
pools in palms
a shiver
hard swallow
reluctant whimper
darting eyes
quickened breath
proliferating
prurient
pruritus
either way
resistance
or indulgence
the itch
only gets worse
itching
trickling
tickling
fever
that starts
as a spark
in my heart
triggered by
loneliness
boredom
discontent
moisture
beads
on upper lip
at temples
down vertebrae
pools in palms
a shiver
hard swallow
reluctant whimper
darting eyes
quickened breath
proliferating
prurient
pruritus
either way
resistance
or indulgence
the itch
only gets worse
686 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Aug 2015 11:14pm
20th Aug 2015 11:14pm
Beatify
would you
beatify
this
beat if I
had a
can-be
attitude?
would it
beatify
you
if I could
always
be at
your side
too?
would you
count
this beat
a beatitude
if I
beat it,
to you?
beatify
this
beat if I
had a
can-be
attitude?
would it
beatify
you
if I could
always
be at
your side
too?
would you
count
this beat
a beatitude
if I
beat it,
to you?
769 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Aug 2015 4:02am
20th Aug 2015 4:02am
Welfare
I've been writing short poems inspired by the word of the day on dictionary.com...today's word is "eleemosynary"
pockets bulge with coin
eleemosynary gifts
keep palms extended
pockets bulge with coin
eleemosynary gifts
keep palms extended
672 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Aug 2015 2:13am
18th Aug 2015 2:13am
Love. Life. Senryu.
when writing your life
I want to be your thesis
not marginal note
I want to be your thesis
not marginal note
630 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Aug 2015 2:06am
18th Aug 2015 2:06am
Recovery
What is happening?
I'm still grappling
But there is nothing
That'll take all the hate
that you made
or remove the sting
Of the words that I heard
When I learned
You were leaving me.
See this me?
This me that I want you to see?
This me that I'm willing to be
That is on my knees
Just so you'll love me
I can't fill this hole inside me
I need God to guide me
And though he's always beside me
I feel he can't find me
When its me who is blindly
Stumbling and trying
To find my way winding ...
I'm still grappling
But there is nothing
That'll take all the hate
that you made
or remove the sting
Of the words that I heard
When I learned
You were leaving me.
See this me?
This me that I want you to see?
This me that I'm willing to be
That is on my knees
Just so you'll love me
I can't fill this hole inside me
I need God to guide me
And though he's always beside me
I feel he can't find me
When its me who is blindly
Stumbling and trying
To find my way winding ...
878 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2015 2:11am
17th Aug 2015 2:11am
Candy Hearts
abbreviated
inked sentiments carved on chalk
tongues melt sugar hearts
inked sentiments carved on chalk
tongues melt sugar hearts
818 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 8:58pm
16th Aug 2015 8:58pm
Strung
You string a strand
of words like pearls
around my neck
that whisper
sweet nothing
promises
across my clavicle
and mingle there
with heart beaten thrums
and susurrated sighs
You flow between
my bones
and linger between
fingers of light
behind my eyelids
coursing through my
bloodstream
leaving phantom
aches between
my thighs
You wrap yourself
around me like
satin-wove silk
spinning a spell
of love and trust
but when I fall
the threads pull taut ...
of words like pearls
around my neck
that whisper
sweet nothing
promises
across my clavicle
and mingle there
with heart beaten thrums
and susurrated sighs
You flow between
my bones
and linger between
fingers of light
behind my eyelids
coursing through my
bloodstream
leaving phantom
aches between
my thighs
You wrap yourself
around me like
satin-wove silk
spinning a spell
of love and trust
but when I fall
the threads pull taut ...
755 reads
4 Comments
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