Submissions by jemac
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am on a journey… with my work, my explorations, and a few sad stories. I travel with a suitcase full of outrageous blessings. I am on a quest for truth, beauty and quiet joy. I am an artist, a writer, an explorer. ~unknown~
a z u r e
enlarge your iris
that she may swim in deep blue
searching for treasure
that she may swim in deep blue
searching for treasure
#lover
#LifeAsAWriter
#FallingInLove
256 reads
6 Comments
Patterns
life is full of patterns
the kinds that lead to places
you'd never venture through
way the lights create halos of colors in the middle of the night
places you should never stop in if you are a certain color(you don't get to choose)
you don't belong here man
don't put that window down
you shout through it
quick as lightening
you get the fuck out
night suddenly lights up
with sharp shades of red and blue and you're surrounded
black tarmac smooth as silk
with that beautiful yellow ribbon running down the...
the kinds that lead to places
you'd never venture through
way the lights create halos of colors in the middle of the night
places you should never stop in if you are a certain color(you don't get to choose)
you don't belong here man
don't put that window down
you shout through it
quick as lightening
you get the fuck out
night suddenly lights up
with sharp shades of red and blue and you're surrounded
black tarmac smooth as silk
with that beautiful yellow ribbon running down the...
#LifeAsAWriter
426 reads
9 Comments
e m p a t h
she holds your hand
feels a rush of sadness
running through disheveled veins
tears fall on silent cries
of anguish
pain courses through
in electrictified volts
she can't let go
even if she wants to
she must ride it out
let it out
take it in whatever form comes
falling to pieces
in pieces
faces streaked
hearts racing
in unison
she remains silent
holding on to the fury
of sadness
if only to relieve
to take it
pull it out of an anguished
heart
in some way to heal
...
feels a rush of sadness
running through disheveled veins
tears fall on silent cries
of anguish
pain courses through
in electrictified volts
she can't let go
even if she wants to
she must ride it out
let it out
take it in whatever form comes
falling to pieces
in pieces
faces streaked
hearts racing
in unison
she remains silent
holding on to the fury
of sadness
if only to relieve
to take it
pull it out of an anguished
heart
in some way to heal
...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#emotions
258 reads
4 Comments
Stilettos ( just for fun they said)
they waited for restless feet
born to dance
toe shoes with spiked heels
glamorous occasions
held in cities finest
how they ador(n)ed her
entrance(d) on the arm of her past love
made inches taller
she was the essence of glamor
once among the crowd
he would leave her
to her own devices
not to lose her in his sights
but to enjoy her even from
across the room
where she mingled so easily
to the rhythm
of corporate
confident in her shiny black
her toes always pointed
in...
born to dance
toe shoes with spiked heels
glamorous occasions
held in cities finest
how they ador(n)ed her
entrance(d) on the arm of her past love
made inches taller
she was the essence of glamor
once among the crowd
he would leave her
to her own devices
not to lose her in his sights
but to enjoy her even from
across the room
where she mingled so easily
to the rhythm
of corporate
confident in her shiny black
her toes always pointed
in...
#LifeAsAWriter
#dance
226 reads
8 Comments
spring
leave me some sunshine
on cool dewdrops of your soul
where my thirst gets quenched
on cool dewdrops of your soul
where my thirst gets quenched
#love
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
298 reads
6 Comments
A is for ...
a n i m o s i t y
caving into a corner
it's where you belong
caving into a corner
it's where you belong
#LifeAsAWriter
250 reads
6 Comments
watercolors [revisited]
with each brush stroke
words float before her
in rivulets of color
soft shades of apple blossom
melded to blue
she is reminded of you
floating and dancing
in watery bliss
whispered brush strokes
through tall grasses of green
curling and rubbing their
gentle thoughts into her skin
colors glistening everywhere
with beautiful words wrapped
inside them
small gifts waiting to be opened
to share
hand out
blending serenely
so others can see
the beauty within
even...
words float before her
in rivulets of color
soft shades of apple blossom
melded to blue
she is reminded of you
floating and dancing
in watery bliss
whispered brush strokes
through tall grasses of green
curling and rubbing their
gentle thoughts into her skin
colors glistening everywhere
with beautiful words wrapped
inside them
small gifts waiting to be opened
to share
hand out
blending serenely
so others can see
the beauty within
even...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#art
246 reads
4 Comments
575
she is tender flow
embraced by one thousand worlds
virtuous wisdom
a teacher sharer
in concise dialog small
larger than life thoughtfulness
procurer of thoughts
soft or sharp deep with meaning
a reflective pool
syllables gathered
with so much delicateness
in curious ease
she is light and fire
offering honesty kind
friend among poets
she brightens the page
with her creativity
warm honey sunshine
blessed with her presence ...
embraced by one thousand worlds
virtuous wisdom
a teacher sharer
in concise dialog small
larger than life thoughtfulness
procurer of thoughts
soft or sharp deep with meaning
a reflective pool
syllables gathered
with so much delicateness
in curious ease
she is light and fire
offering honesty kind
friend among poets
she brightens the page
with her creativity
warm honey sunshine
blessed with her presence ...
#friendship
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #admiration
#LifeAsAWriter #admiration
324 reads
6 Comments
w o r d s
how they flee
through her pen
so smooth
silky threads
like glass
clear concise
full of meaning
experience
yet when it comes
to real life
words are rocks
in her mouth
hard rough
rolling on dry tongue
till she bleeds
she has yet to find
someone
she can be so open with
hard rocks
being so misunderstood
they roll under the thunder
of her heart
breaking
splintering
beneath
too busy
to listen
through her pen
so smooth
silky threads
like glass
clear concise
full of meaning
experience
yet when it comes
to real life
words are rocks
in her mouth
hard rough
rolling on dry tongue
till she bleeds
she has yet to find
someone
she can be so open with
hard rocks
being so misunderstood
they roll under the thunder
of her heart
breaking
splintering
beneath
too busy
to listen
#silence
#LifeAsAWriter
270 reads
10 Comments
wandererlust
eighteen years old
planning a trip to nowhere
there has to be a starting point
ending somewhere
with one bag
she set out
to the nearest bus station
from mountains to city
she planned her next
destination point
leaving one bus station
for another
there was little room
for error
five minutes
switch time
was all she had
and missed
finding herself stuck
in a city
bus station humming with activity
four hours of waiting
she knew she couldn't...
planning a trip to nowhere
there has to be a starting point
ending somewhere
with one bag
she set out
to the nearest bus station
from mountains to city
she planned her next
destination point
leaving one bus station
for another
there was little room
for error
five minutes
switch time
was all she had
and missed
finding herself stuck
in a city
bus station humming with activity
four hours of waiting
she knew she couldn't...
#LifeAsAWriter
#honesty
#travel
215 reads
4 Comments
I wish we could play here fourever
getting lost
in the imagination
vivid
child's play
everything is larger
than life
we hide from zombies
we have the most
powerful behind us
utilizing their abilities
to save ourselves
Sonic
whose speed is unmatched
we fly
leap
take down anything
in our path
remotely evil
scary
teddy bear
becomes a basketball
recliner
place to jump to new heights
for that dunk
earning us one hundred
million points
if we do it just so
he always...
in the imagination
vivid
child's play
everything is larger
than life
we hide from zombies
we have the most
powerful behind us
utilizing their abilities
to save ourselves
Sonic
whose speed is unmatched
we fly
leap
take down anything
in our path
remotely evil
scary
teddy bear
becomes a basketball
recliner
place to jump to new heights
for that dunk
earning us one hundred
million points
if we do it just so
he always...
#childhood
#LifeAsAWriter
267 reads
10 Comments
encapsulated
where her journey began
a mystery
wind took her small frame
still full of color
and vibrancy
whimsical flight
soaring
her colors slowly
fading to a golden brown
wing of hope
lifted and swirled
she holds fast to her seed
she is life
having survived a warm
wistful summer
of extravagance
against so much blue
sun kissed
silky with green
let loose
spear in the coolness
of autumn
with no set direction
she flutters ...
a mystery
wind took her small frame
still full of color
and vibrancy
whimsical flight
soaring
her colors slowly
fading to a golden brown
wing of hope
lifted and swirled
she holds fast to her seed
she is life
having survived a warm
wistful summer
of extravagance
against so much blue
sun kissed
silky with green
let loose
spear in the coolness
of autumn
with no set direction
she flutters ...
#inspirational
#nature
#snow #LifeAsAWriter
#snow #LifeAsAWriter
275 reads
10 Comments
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