Submissions by jessica_orr (Jessica Orr)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Books:
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2021 1:44am
8th Dec 2021 1:44am
riches of air
i type these words and it doesn't
match
what was thought or said-
i wish for more trajectory;
pivot foot, square head-
perhaps there is yet one more
piece of magic left.
dive.
it surrounds and shocking cool;
that feeling of low orbits or airless nights;
bounce until a surface is found.
talk.
the halls or movies theaters threaten
a sanity;
is beauty in words or hair or smell-
am i worthy meeting people?
so, so many falls equals one worthwhile
kiss.
horizon.
as i have relished the...
match
what was thought or said-
i wish for more trajectory;
pivot foot, square head-
perhaps there is yet one more
piece of magic left.
dive.
it surrounds and shocking cool;
that feeling of low orbits or airless nights;
bounce until a surface is found.
talk.
the halls or movies theaters threaten
a sanity;
is beauty in words or hair or smell-
am i worthy meeting people?
so, so many falls equals one worthwhile
kiss.
horizon.
as i have relished the...
#anxiety
#courage
#friendship
#FeelingLost
#SelfWorth
237 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
8th Dec 2021 1:09am
8th Dec 2021 1:09am
soup
there were too many-
roadblocks.
there were so many-
heartaches.
there was a rip of fabric; a gong-sound
to start and to empty me;
so many stars and blurry with tears,
round-n-round and must one go on?
were did it all correspond?
sometimes there is a dark wall so
vast
it exists forever.
and ever and
god hates randomly.
soups on says mom;
what happened to random pasts,
lost nights and humbling with thought?
perspicacious is i as night breaks the bow
of me;
of regret and hate...
roadblocks.
there were so many-
heartaches.
there was a rip of fabric; a gong-sound
to start and to empty me;
so many stars and blurry with tears,
round-n-round and must one go on?
were did it all correspond?
sometimes there is a dark wall so
vast
it exists forever.
and ever and
god hates randomly.
soups on says mom;
what happened to random pasts,
lost nights and humbling with thought?
perspicacious is i as night breaks the bow
of me;
of regret and hate...
#regret
#identity
#suicide
#memories
#fear
480 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Nov 2021 2:11am
8th Nov 2021 2:11am
untitled
i ask you one thing-
supply the water to
love me- it's tasty.
supply the water to
love me- it's tasty.
#love
#hope
#romantic
250 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Nov 2021 1:51am
8th Nov 2021 1:51am
the words
the words were sweet-
come and enjoy the mixture
of knowing a world beyond;
pleasantries of my parents,
smiles at inside jokes;
kisses on your lips.
it's the way of
time immortal-
and i forgot how to
be the lucky, or outrageously
blessed
or just a normal person, perhaps.
the noise of sometimes flashes of
so many actions, feelings, vertigo-
i want to puke or fly.
i lived and died with thoughts of
the perfect man, the call of a voice
from somewhere close,
the cold to warm...
come and enjoy the mixture
of knowing a world beyond;
pleasantries of my parents,
smiles at inside jokes;
kisses on your lips.
it's the way of
time immortal-
and i forgot how to
be the lucky, or outrageously
blessed
or just a normal person, perhaps.
the noise of sometimes flashes of
so many actions, feelings, vertigo-
i want to puke or fly.
i lived and died with thoughts of
the perfect man, the call of a voice
from somewhere close,
the cold to warm...
#anxiety
#hope
#FallingInLove
#UnrequitedLove
#fear
252 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Oct 2021 3:41am
28th Oct 2021 3:41am
Into The Breach
I saw the most exquisite
patemime of love,
violent strikes of future;
waxed in rooms.
will the rain ever stop,
peel the dust of broken
things and collect out,
over the sea?
I thought of the smell of
riches, of foreign tongues
I never grew to love, to
bring back in sand.
to hold the cup and the tip
to cusp, never letting you know,
I am the thoughts, the reactor and
priest-
I have sinned again, and again.
patemime of love,
violent strikes of future;
waxed in rooms.
will the rain ever stop,
peel the dust of broken
things and collect out,
over the sea?
I thought of the smell of
riches, of foreign tongues
I never grew to love, to
bring back in sand.
to hold the cup and the tip
to cusp, never letting you know,
I am the thoughts, the reactor and
priest-
I have sinned again, and again.
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#hurt
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Oct 2021 3:34am
28th Oct 2021 3:34am
circuits collide
I want to tell you
about the cross-wire,
it's short-circuit reliable-
halls and doors get stuck.
I want to say there is sweet,
and there is some alternative
way to taste living; its call
slides and is happy.
happy and long days,
stretch.
why can't i be normally prudent;
be everything, everyone needs?
there is and was created a central
plaza, so to speak- so daring was i-
brazen attack and run away, run
until circuits collide, and I malfunction
once again.
I awake, I pry hard eyes. ...
about the cross-wire,
it's short-circuit reliable-
halls and doors get stuck.
I want to say there is sweet,
and there is some alternative
way to taste living; its call
slides and is happy.
happy and long days,
stretch.
why can't i be normally prudent;
be everything, everyone needs?
there is and was created a central
plaza, so to speak- so daring was i-
brazen attack and run away, run
until circuits collide, and I malfunction
once again.
I awake, I pry hard eyes. ...
#sadness
#MentalHealth
#FeelingLost
310 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2021 3:35am
22nd Oct 2021 3:35am
yankee scoundrel
treatment applies to new things,
you know, the mint julip of your eye.
it's just natural and you were raised
to like the nape of my neck.
you were born with noise. it rumbles
and scares me. it is next to me now,
sated beast.
i'm wrong and ill.
i never do anything well.
i have too much tact.
i see through your shit.
sorry for just being. i am like
an uphill battle, you know-
bull run but without the hats;
yankee scoundrel.
you know, the mint julip of your eye.
it's just natural and you were raised
to like the nape of my neck.
you were born with noise. it rumbles
and scares me. it is next to me now,
sated beast.
i'm wrong and ill.
i never do anything well.
i have too much tact.
i see through your shit.
sorry for just being. i am like
an uphill battle, you know-
bull run but without the hats;
yankee scoundrel.
#heartbroken
#breakup
#lover #UnrequitedLove
#lover #UnrequitedLove
391 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2021 3:29am
22nd Oct 2021 3:29am
tin girl
get as far away as hands-
have nails, the perfect tool;
to create or destroy;
i enjoy the thought of it.
you see, i did it again.
i let in coolant and motor oil;
it juices and lubricates;
i am perfect gears and orders.
as i march-
and nothing stops.
have nails, the perfect tool;
to create or destroy;
i enjoy the thought of it.
you see, i did it again.
i let in coolant and motor oil;
it juices and lubricates;
i am perfect gears and orders.
as i march-
and nothing stops.
#anger
#loneliness
#dark #suicide
#dark #suicide
351 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
19th Oct 2021 6:27am
19th Oct 2021 6:27am
Oz
normally pursuant to the stars
of our lives,
the cantankerous feeding of
blood-shot television personalities,
rises my interest
in a pair of jeans.
nevermind my wardrobe burdens
my honey-suckle driven belief
in Oz and 55-hour weeks;
i wanted so much, my chance to
live and claim, not the sherpa
under a mortgage of 200,000.
i can't disappoint the lofty knights
and texas-hold'em club ladies
of our lives,
the cantankerous feeding of
blood-shot television personalities,
rises my interest
in a pair of jeans.
nevermind my wardrobe burdens
my honey-suckle driven belief
in Oz and 55-hour weeks;
i wanted so much, my chance to
live and claim, not the sherpa
under a mortgage of 200,000.
i can't disappoint the lofty knights
and texas-hold'em club ladies
#LifeStruggles
#disappointment
291 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
19th Oct 2021 6:16am
19th Oct 2021 6:16am
terabithia II
the soundtrack
and chills as
I slice, I will.
I will do better,
I will lie to only
to save you.
as I lay and ponder,
I revel myself
and I find you more.
I trace that fear, that love
that first time, marks,
marks appear.
the noise of familiar,
of touching, of
little deaths,
of why.
I don't know how, the making
I don't know why, the crying,
I don't say anything, I know it's
something else
there is a place you visit, and
you stay and stay and stay; ...
and chills as
I slice, I will.
I will do better,
I will lie to only
to save you.
as I lay and ponder,
I revel myself
and I find you more.
I trace that fear, that love
that first time, marks,
marks appear.
the noise of familiar,
of touching, of
little deaths,
of why.
I don't know how, the making
I don't know why, the crying,
I don't say anything, I know it's
something else
there is a place you visit, and
you stay and stay and stay; ...
#depression
#suicide
#PTSD
357 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Oct 2021 7:10am
16th Oct 2021 7:10am
Serious Moonlight
he does have a name,
unto verse;
I shall never know
depth or
defacto again.
unto verse;
I shall never know
depth or
defacto again.
#WritingPoetry
#admiration
271 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2021 6:52am
16th Oct 2021 6:52am
somebody's fool
this is straight from that
strange place;
it's incisors and yarn-
wounds sewn and hearts
split.
I hunt, I call, I live;
no more mysteries exist.
I was the last of my kind-
and I die in defeat.
strange place;
it's incisors and yarn-
wounds sewn and hearts
split.
I hunt, I call, I live;
no more mysteries exist.
I was the last of my kind-
and I die in defeat.
#heartbroken
#breakup
258 reads
2 Comments
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