Submissions by inechoingsilence
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I wrote short stories at 7, poems by 12. For more than twelve years I was incapable of writing or singing - I was emotionally closed off to everything except living. Now, at 40, I've regained my voices and there is poetry and song in my life once more.
Flight to Lochnivaar
She was free when confined
in ancient dark forests, dancing
singing at Father Oak’s feet
hiding under Mother Pine’s boughs
She was safe, she was home
The mundane day to day life
more or less sleepwalking
Biding her time, her thoughts
only of the moment to escape
One day, she’d run home forever
She had been followed, one afternoon
Nosy townspeople who thought her odd
With dogs and horses, to catch her
Running for her life, never looking back
She’d live her way or die trying
...
in ancient dark forests, dancing
singing at Father Oak’s feet
hiding under Mother Pine’s boughs
She was safe, she was home
The mundane day to day life
more or less sleepwalking
Biding her time, her thoughts
only of the moment to escape
One day, she’d run home forever
She had been followed, one afternoon
Nosy townspeople who thought her odd
With dogs and horses, to catch her
Running for her life, never looking back
She’d live her way or die trying
...
#dark
#evil
#magic #nightmares
#magic #nightmares
591 reads
2 Comments
The Return
Twelve years, closer to thirteen
did Silence reign, absolute
Nothing was Above, nor Below
I was that Silence, mere shadow
Then there was The Music
relentless in the background
barely audible, yet constant
Softly, Silence began to speak
Not aloud, no, not yet, shh
Silence put pen to paper
music filling mind with colors
translated into hesitant words
The colors, muted at first
brightened as time passed
Music drove Silence away
Words returned, so too Life
did Silence reign, absolute
Nothing was Above, nor Below
I was that Silence, mere shadow
Then there was The Music
relentless in the background
barely audible, yet constant
Softly, Silence began to speak
Not aloud, no, not yet, shh
Silence put pen to paper
music filling mind with colors
translated into hesitant words
The colors, muted at first
brightened as time passed
Music drove Silence away
Words returned, so too Life
#TimeHeals
#redemption
#emotions
559 reads
8 Comments
The Question
Is the heart, break after shatter
no breath with which to cry
complicit in its own suffering?
no breath with which to cry
complicit in its own suffering?
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#heartbroken
#despair
580 reads
1 Comment
Existence
It's been said to watch out for the quiet ones
yet no one ever does
Supposedly still waters run deep
but since people keep moving, how would they know?
So much assumed, forever taken for granted
Stay still, listen, find the reason of being
Perhaps this is the reason
most never slow down, not even in sleep
and others are never quick to be present
yet no one ever does
Supposedly still waters run deep
but since people keep moving, how would they know?
So much assumed, forever taken for granted
Stay still, listen, find the reason of being
Perhaps this is the reason
most never slow down, not even in sleep
and others are never quick to be present
#dark
#confusion
#emptiness #apathy
#emptiness #apathy
672 reads
1 Comment
To: Sweetest Love
We were everything, now we are nothing
Forever you have my heart as I let yours go
Forever you have my heart as I let yours go
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness #heartbroken
#loneliness #heartbroken
491 reads
14 Comments
Mausoleums
Memories in mourning shrouds, severed ties
touching lives, feather light leaving no mark
Forever is forever sworn, sacred oaths
born in deepest night always die in day’s light
Do no harm, leave no trace of my passing
Paths cross, merge in a heartbeat, separate
Impossible to remember every bright moment
your forgotten moments with me are final proof
I don’t remember until I walk over the graves of us
touching lives, feather light leaving no mark
Forever is forever sworn, sacred oaths
born in deepest night always die in day’s light
Do no harm, leave no trace of my passing
Paths cross, merge in a heartbeat, separate
Impossible to remember every bright moment
your forgotten moments with me are final proof
I don’t remember until I walk over the graves of us
#grief
#rejection
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
476 reads
5 Comments
The Journey
She forever dances in the in-between
pirouettes so lightly along cliff edges
Thrives radiant in the time between times
walks in both sun and shadow with ease
Respecting, thanking All who listen
He speaks in song-language ancient
Fire, revenge, yearning in his blood
pained, broken, penitent from afar
This soldier fought for love of ideal
For land so green, for denied liberty
Her path her own, she walks content
until they meet at a dark crossroad
Trying to warn, or to frighten - who knew?
Attempting to change her...
pirouettes so lightly along cliff edges
Thrives radiant in the time between times
walks in both sun and shadow with ease
Respecting, thanking All who listen
He speaks in song-language ancient
Fire, revenge, yearning in his blood
pained, broken, penitent from afar
This soldier fought for love of ideal
For land so green, for denied liberty
Her path her own, she walks content
until they meet at a dark crossroad
Trying to warn, or to frighten - who knew?
Attempting to change her...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual #curse
#spiritual #curse
514 reads
0 Comments
Successfully Alone
She knew her worth, she was no man’s whore.
A modestly dressed beauty, all deep green eyes
and a smile that made everyone smile with her.
Kind, gentle, with a double-edged intellect
Book smarter, people smartest, as she spoke
fear and/or admiration was the given response.
She knew her worth, she was no man’s whore.
To bat lashes and giggle, fiddle with hair and coo
was a dance she could do with disdainful expertise
To play the game, to strike, score, take home
some person to whom she had no true attraction
made her...
A modestly dressed beauty, all deep green eyes
and a smile that made everyone smile with her.
Kind, gentle, with a double-edged intellect
Book smarter, people smartest, as she spoke
fear and/or admiration was the given response.
She knew her worth, she was no man’s whore.
To bat lashes and giggle, fiddle with hair and coo
was a dance she could do with disdainful expertise
To play the game, to strike, score, take home
some person to whom she had no true attraction
made her...
#sex
#erotic
#sensual #orgasm
#sensual #orgasm
590 reads
2 Comments
Forget Emotion
If I study wildcraft of nature without
I can deny the wildcraft within.
I can deny the wildcraft within.
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#heartbroken
#despair
468 reads
4 Comments
Forgotten
Always third
Never first
Rarely second
Never us
Always them
Then me
Afterthought
Oh, you forgot
Didn’t realize
I give up
We never were
Go to them
Never first
Rarely second
Never us
Always them
Then me
Afterthought
Oh, you forgot
Didn’t realize
I give up
We never were
Go to them
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#disappointment
#emptiness
579 reads
7 Comments
The Submissive to the Dominant
Without submissive, the Dominant is bereft
His need is feral instinct, without thought
She submits with purest joy, rarest treasure
The Dominant is too honored, humbly grateful.
Our ritual agreement missed no steps.
There were no misunderstandings, yet
a handful of joyous days turned ashen nights
sobs of torturous pain replace blissful cries
Submissives know to anticipate, prepare
I knew we would not stand the test of time
Wise is one who sees the ending at the start
Heartbroken, in grace I give you a way out. ...
His need is feral instinct, without thought
She submits with purest joy, rarest treasure
The Dominant is too honored, humbly grateful.
Our ritual agreement missed no steps.
There were no misunderstandings, yet
a handful of joyous days turned ashen nights
sobs of torturous pain replace blissful cries
Submissives know to anticipate, prepare
I knew we would not stand the test of time
Wise is one who sees the ending at the start
Heartbroken, in grace I give you a way out. ...
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM
#sensual
#passion
2723 reads
3 Comments
Infinite Shatter: The Eulogy of Two
#lust
#dark
#erotic
#BDSM
#LongDistanceRelationship
643 reads
3 Comments
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