Submissions by mariellewrites
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
two feet
in a time of wandering skies, i listen to the eyes and remember to
stand on two feet.
with hands dangling (for charm)
the soft silhouette,
reaching for the next,
what was meant.
my mind could only clash
the brushing of wet grass
as fallen rain crashed
clouds continue to pass
i remember,
my feet
remember
to stand
on
two feet
stand
on
two
feet.
and any way I was impressed
by the growth...
stand on two feet.
with hands dangling (for charm)
the soft silhouette,
reaching for the next,
what was meant.
my mind could only clash
the brushing of wet grass
as fallen rain crashed
clouds continue to pass
i remember,
my feet
remember
to stand
on
two feet
stand
on
two
feet.
and any way I was impressed
by the growth...
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winter faery
there are no dreams
there are only scenes
that have left me
open in wound
the dark nightmares
harsh and consumed
in breaths left in aftermaths
the ancient lakes
screaming loons
in the winter with faery
opening my chest
she tries to be daring
in wintered wings,
while she met the morning screams
i wept for days
into moments they made
me crazed,
the forest...
there are only scenes
that have left me
open in wound
the dark nightmares
harsh and consumed
in breaths left in aftermaths
the ancient lakes
screaming loons
in the winter with faery
opening my chest
she tries to be daring
in wintered wings,
while she met the morning screams
i wept for days
into moments they made
me crazed,
the forest...
#sadness
#dark
#winter
#nature
#fairies
588 reads
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falling
You mean something to me
Under starlight so serene
Though this world
Could be so mean
I held your hand
In unknown days
Where my life felt uncertain
Though in this mind
I only knew of falling
I only knew of falling
Under starlight so serene
Though this world
Could be so mean
I held your hand
In unknown days
Where my life felt uncertain
Though in this mind
I only knew of falling
I only knew of falling
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trying
I feel the weight of everything
The truth , the light
The moment I try
To replace everything
The shots I take
Are broken glass
At the edge of everything
And in the end it won’t last
Within the shadows they bring
Retouched with might
The second eyes
The second coming
For once, to try
Hold on to the landing
These eyes have foreseen
The days, the nights
The truths I’ve held inside
Too long for my might
But held
Close to my inside
When you find a place
To run and hide
When you’ve darted...
The truth , the light
The moment I try
To replace everything
The shots I take
Are broken glass
At the edge of everything
And in the end it won’t last
Within the shadows they bring
Retouched with might
The second eyes
The second coming
For once, to try
Hold on to the landing
These eyes have foreseen
The days, the nights
The truths I’ve held inside
Too long for my might
But held
Close to my inside
When you find a place
To run and hide
When you’ve darted...
558 reads
11 Comments
windy river
in my heart
kept by the river side
laying next to the valleys
with you, my love
to be taking it all
wherever i go
as long as winter’s snow
can be taken by the winds, high
you blow freely through me
all night
where the mountains come
to meet me
free
underneath the ways
you feel about me
wild wind
take me with you
with your fury
and your joy
we are all
as one
in these stories
you
told
to
me
kept by the river side
laying next to the valleys
with you, my love
to be taking it all
wherever i go
as long as winter’s snow
can be taken by the winds, high
you blow freely through me
all night
where the mountains come
to meet me
free
underneath the ways
you feel about me
wild wind
take me with you
with your fury
and your joy
we are all
as one
in these stories
you
told
to
me
#love
#river
#wind
#nature
#mountains
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Passing on
I saw your arms
Split reason
Yellow and flawless
Amongst the stars
Darting through life
Happening not to you
But through you
Split reason
Yellow and flawless
Amongst the stars
Darting through life
Happening not to you
But through you
491 reads
5 Comments
paint brush
i found all my paint brushes
they were caught
in a box
that locks
and walks away
like someday
i’ll learn
in the closet
where i forgot you
they were caught
in a box
that locks
and walks away
like someday
i’ll learn
in the closet
where i forgot you
531 reads
3 Comments
feeling
I promise the dawn
but it could turn from you
her long hairs
leaving you now
your daydreams
colliding with the sand
the sea shells singing
your spirit at hand
so lonely now in the lazy sun
its cheering for me
to come back now
in the blue light
turning bright
yet feeling so tired at night
but it could turn from you
her long hairs
leaving you now
your daydreams
colliding with the sand
the sea shells singing
your spirit at hand
so lonely now in the lazy sun
its cheering for me
to come back now
in the blue light
turning bright
yet feeling so tired at night
485 reads
2 Comments
circular
its not that i can’t see the dream
but i can’t seem to dream
without these realities
streaming through midnight scenes
my sheets coaxing and coveting me
uncovering life like a seed breeds
so beautifully entrapping
me
keeping
me
but i can’t seem to dream
without these realities
streaming through midnight scenes
my sheets coaxing and coveting me
uncovering life like a seed breeds
so beautifully entrapping
me
keeping
me
562 reads
8 Comments
eagles draw their wings
how much freedom
can you find
when the tears soar down
written in between
minds and souls found
i was stopped
inside a sanctuary
left for
the tiny forgotten drops
dripping from the leaves
above me,
if courage can find you
steep ,
across
cascades
making you so deep
i was soaring in endless miles for days
these...
can you find
when the tears soar down
written in between
minds and souls found
i was stopped
inside a sanctuary
left for
the tiny forgotten drops
dripping from the leaves
above me,
if courage can find you
steep ,
across
cascades
making you so deep
i was soaring in endless miles for days
these...
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7 Comments
inside
embrace the lonely taste of kindness
left in the blindess i try to
stand on two feet
but questions are asked and im too tired to outlast this
holding onto the dream
this is a thought intervention
caused to find the pieces of my
sanity
the definition of "my box"
is left lonely in the swamps
places ill never visit
just grasp your reality from a single strand of luminosity
a second glance at attention
remembering long repressions
underneath the lines, hidden awareness
i am forever...
left in the blindess i try to
stand on two feet
but questions are asked and im too tired to outlast this
holding onto the dream
this is a thought intervention
caused to find the pieces of my
sanity
the definition of "my box"
is left lonely in the swamps
places ill never visit
just grasp your reality from a single strand of luminosity
a second glance at attention
remembering long repressions
underneath the lines, hidden awareness
i am forever...
610 reads
8 Comments
undoings
i was just there
when candles went bare
when there was just a stare
when I was fixated , yet unprepared
and i was just standing
there
with too many cares
in times when I would dare
speak the words, but
blocked by all I've learnt
my diffidence, my hesitance
like who i am
when walking through
the world
like who i was
when i became
undone, unfurled
with the winds
blowing my dreams
whispering deep things
undoing my openings
when candles went bare
when there was just a stare
when I was fixated , yet unprepared
and i was just standing
there
with too many cares
in times when I would dare
speak the words, but
blocked by all I've learnt
my diffidence, my hesitance
like who i am
when walking through
the world
like who i was
when i became
undone, unfurled
with the winds
blowing my dreams
whispering deep things
undoing my openings
493 reads
4 Comments
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