Submissions by lxdollarsxl
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just being me, the best i can be
open letter to my lover
It is no mystery
I am a book you opened and wrote in
You know that you really know me deeper than anyone ever has
Most just skim the surface and that’s all they do
Well I hope i am writing page after page in yours
Not just for now but to the end of my days in this life
The bad pages i wrote you will have to put down to my ineptitude
I am still so very new at opening my whole soul to anyone
Not just giving off a reflection, they want or hope to see, just the real depths
You turned that key, pushed open the door so...
I am a book you opened and wrote in
You know that you really know me deeper than anyone ever has
Most just skim the surface and that’s all they do
Well I hope i am writing page after page in yours
Not just for now but to the end of my days in this life
The bad pages i wrote you will have to put down to my ineptitude
I am still so very new at opening my whole soul to anyone
Not just giving off a reflection, they want or hope to see, just the real depths
You turned that key, pushed open the door so...
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The Horseman
Headless the horseman tapping on shoulders
Deep in the alleyways where conflict walks
Shadows lurking, lunging forwards to catch the unwary
Eyes roaming each nook and cranny
Searching for the flicker of movement
The flash of steels glint in the murky blackness
Every sound injecting extra heartbeats
Breathing quickening in dreadful anticipation
All the time hidden eyes watching for a fallen defence
A clouded moment of indecision
The horseman’s sickle of death reaches out touching one
Blinding the...
Deep in the alleyways where conflict walks
Shadows lurking, lunging forwards to catch the unwary
Eyes roaming each nook and cranny
Searching for the flicker of movement
The flash of steels glint in the murky blackness
Every sound injecting extra heartbeats
Breathing quickening in dreadful anticipation
All the time hidden eyes watching for a fallen defence
A clouded moment of indecision
The horseman’s sickle of death reaches out touching one
Blinding the...
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Black carnivores of senility
Constantly fighting back black carnivores
Senilities firm grip tightens
Memories new disappear retaining the old
Simple pleasures of reading
Conversing with lucidity
Even remembering names
Dwindle away in the fog
Diagnosed hidden away in obscurity
Inside a box of white paint barriers
Where daylight filters between metal diamonds
All vestige of personality stripped away
In the bare empty box
Rocks of the lumpy mattress bite deep
Silence the only companion
Hours in silent empty limbo
Sugar coated treats regularly...
Senilities firm grip tightens
Memories new disappear retaining the old
Simple pleasures of reading
Conversing with lucidity
Even remembering names
Dwindle away in the fog
Diagnosed hidden away in obscurity
Inside a box of white paint barriers
Where daylight filters between metal diamonds
All vestige of personality stripped away
In the bare empty box
Rocks of the lumpy mattress bite deep
Silence the only companion
Hours in silent empty limbo
Sugar coated treats regularly...
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Nonsensical
What great fun to play
Skipping along the Milky Way
Hopping from far-off star to star
Travelling there in my space car
Visiting life in so many forms
None as we know that here on earth conforms
Creatures with ten arms and only one leg
Sitting like wobbly dogs they beg
Aliens with eyes back and front four by four
No need to move to see what he saw
A blob of marshmallow rolling slowly along
Suddenly bursting into a bouncy song
Searching every where for knowledge
While eating with...
Skipping along the Milky Way
Hopping from far-off star to star
Travelling there in my space car
Visiting life in so many forms
None as we know that here on earth conforms
Creatures with ten arms and only one leg
Sitting like wobbly dogs they beg
Aliens with eyes back and front four by four
No need to move to see what he saw
A blob of marshmallow rolling slowly along
Suddenly bursting into a bouncy song
Searching every where for knowledge
While eating with...
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Bring the Ferret too
Sent into spasms of laughter
Thinking about my ever after
I will not get close to those gates
I am getting ice skates
To slide down the slippery slope
Where I am told, there is no hope
Straight into that burning fire
Right up to my neck in the mire
Not even a tea break I have heard
Mind that’s only the other half’s word
So
I am booking two weeks in the desert
Just to acclimatise myself, and taking her pet ferret
If I am going there, he is coming too
Why, because he pees every day in my shoe ...
Thinking about my ever after
I will not get close to those gates
I am getting ice skates
To slide down the slippery slope
Where I am told, there is no hope
Straight into that burning fire
Right up to my neck in the mire
Not even a tea break I have heard
Mind that’s only the other half’s word
So
I am booking two weeks in the desert
Just to acclimatise myself, and taking her pet ferret
If I am going there, he is coming too
Why, because he pees every day in my shoe ...
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Whispering Acts
Wounded by the shadows whispering acts
Voices talking without facts
Never hearing the truth, it knows
Still the whispering grows
Dark veiled lies are perjured without care
Souls damaged beyond repair
Rapier strokes of truth needed
Cutting back tangled webs, weeded
Reaching the cores heart
Deftly the strokes of light invade this part
Dying the lies are thrown asunder
Deep into the depths of despair, there they blunder
Lessons for life's lying tongues, be tough
...
Voices talking without facts
Never hearing the truth, it knows
Still the whispering grows
Dark veiled lies are perjured without care
Souls damaged beyond repair
Rapier strokes of truth needed
Cutting back tangled webs, weeded
Reaching the cores heart
Deftly the strokes of light invade this part
Dying the lies are thrown asunder
Deep into the depths of despair, there they blunder
Lessons for life's lying tongues, be tough
...
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If i were a bee
If I were a bee
Flying around totally free
I would sting you to the end
Remember you squashed, my best friend
Your boot dropped down on him
Crushing the life into the asphalt
Yes, I would sting you
Again and again
For why you would ask, if you knew my thoughts
Because you have no compassion for life
Just a big bully there with big boots
Take care, next it maybe the bull
He will gore you like a spit roasted chicken
For the reason you eat beef
There is one way out of this for you
If you only knew
Respect all life ...
Flying around totally free
I would sting you to the end
Remember you squashed, my best friend
Your boot dropped down on him
Crushing the life into the asphalt
Yes, I would sting you
Again and again
For why you would ask, if you knew my thoughts
Because you have no compassion for life
Just a big bully there with big boots
Take care, next it maybe the bull
He will gore you like a spit roasted chicken
For the reason you eat beef
There is one way out of this for you
If you only knew
Respect all life ...
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An angel? Not me
For who would be an angel anyway?
I do know, and freely admit
Those hands you feel, they speak
So softly with the tender intimacy of fallen angels
Descending the depths of passions lair
Velvet words, a covering to lay beneath
Inhaling, thorny guilt
Appealingly so aromatic, to the heart
Honeysuckle, fresh with morning dew, does not smell as sweet
Compellingly passion goes on
Angels cannot hold back the fever
It would be easier to catch a fleeting smile in the hand
A moonbeam in...
I do know, and freely admit
Those hands you feel, they speak
So softly with the tender intimacy of fallen angels
Descending the depths of passions lair
Velvet words, a covering to lay beneath
Inhaling, thorny guilt
Appealingly so aromatic, to the heart
Honeysuckle, fresh with morning dew, does not smell as sweet
Compellingly passion goes on
Angels cannot hold back the fever
It would be easier to catch a fleeting smile in the hand
A moonbeam in...
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Twenty eight degrees and rising
Six in the morning another day
Twenty-eight degrees and climbing
Her breathing slow and steady
Wriggling and adjusting in sleep
Twenty-nine degrees and rising
Wild thoughts invade my watching
The rise and fall of her breasts beneath the sheets
Pressing my temperature buttons
Labouring my breathing
Thirty degrees and soaring
That elfin face with a hint of a smile
Smiling at her own warm hidden thoughts
It seems a shame to awaken such beauty
Sweat invades my eyes from the heat
Stinging from the salt
Thirty-one degrees...
Twenty-eight degrees and climbing
Her breathing slow and steady
Wriggling and adjusting in sleep
Twenty-nine degrees and rising
Wild thoughts invade my watching
The rise and fall of her breasts beneath the sheets
Pressing my temperature buttons
Labouring my breathing
Thirty degrees and soaring
That elfin face with a hint of a smile
Smiling at her own warm hidden thoughts
It seems a shame to awaken such beauty
Sweat invades my eyes from the heat
Stinging from the salt
Thirty-one degrees...
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When you love
When tears roll across your cheeks
This heart bleeds a little
As your eyes close in pain
It dies a little
If it detects your despair
Into two pieces, it breaks
Never to be whole whilst you’re afflicted
So smile a little more
Wipe away those tears
Give me your pain to bear
Let me carry your cross of despair
Only then can I too heal
This heart bleeds a little
As your eyes close in pain
It dies a little
If it detects your despair
Into two pieces, it breaks
Never to be whole whilst you’re afflicted
So smile a little more
Wipe away those tears
Give me your pain to bear
Let me carry your cross of despair
Only then can I too heal
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Why?
Echoes of the mandolins resound through the night
As the plucking heart stings recover
Mournful melodies of the past
Vibrating through my soul
Kissed for the final time with your smile
Now closed in its hermits lair
Why were you, snatched from my side?
What were we doing that was so wrong?
Could it not have been me taken on the chariot of death?
I would gladly have taken your place
I would gladly
Left the smells and sounds of spring
Instead, left here in the cold of winter
Winter that is never-ending until my time to ride
A...
As the plucking heart stings recover
Mournful melodies of the past
Vibrating through my soul
Kissed for the final time with your smile
Now closed in its hermits lair
Why were you, snatched from my side?
What were we doing that was so wrong?
Could it not have been me taken on the chariot of death?
I would gladly have taken your place
I would gladly
Left the smells and sounds of spring
Instead, left here in the cold of winter
Winter that is never-ending until my time to ride
A...
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Two sides
Evil devils spawn
Marrow sucked out dry
Body gnarled and torn
Sits upon a shoulder high
Body temperature colder
Blood blocked to ice
Like carrion picking bones much older
Just adding to the spice
Suggesting evil dark deeds
Planted within the brain
Designed to fill his greedy needs
Filled with misery and pain
Angel angelic sits the shoulder across
Warming up the soul
Ready to carry your cross
Telling of the devils evil goal
It is a dangerous path, trod
Holding back the choice
Flinching from a devilish...
Marrow sucked out dry
Body gnarled and torn
Sits upon a shoulder high
Body temperature colder
Blood blocked to ice
Like carrion picking bones much older
Just adding to the spice
Suggesting evil dark deeds
Planted within the brain
Designed to fill his greedy needs
Filled with misery and pain
Angel angelic sits the shoulder across
Warming up the soul
Ready to carry your cross
Telling of the devils evil goal
It is a dangerous path, trod
Holding back the choice
Flinching from a devilish...
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