Submissions by midevil
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Dec 2019 6:45am
4th Dec 2019 6:45am
For Goodness Sake
Where north can go no further at the world’s tipsiest top.
A land of ice and snow conceals the home of Santa’s shop.
With Santa and his wife are his reindeer and the elves.
Stocking toys they made all year in boxes and on shelves.
Known to all is Santa’s list that names every girl and boy.
And tells of there heart’s desire found in every special toy.
How the list is made has been a secret until now.
A child’s note is always used but this is really how.
As children lie snug in there beds so peacefully asleep.
Tiny fairies fly close to them daring...
A land of ice and snow conceals the home of Santa’s shop.
With Santa and his wife are his reindeer and the elves.
Stocking toys they made all year in boxes and on shelves.
Known to all is Santa’s list that names every girl and boy.
And tells of there heart’s desire found in every special toy.
How the list is made has been a secret until now.
A child’s note is always used but this is really how.
As children lie snug in there beds so peacefully asleep.
Tiny fairies fly close to them daring...
#Christmas
#fairies
507 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Nov 2019 5:46pm
13th Nov 2019 5:46pm
Cry Of Nature
Shy nymphs nestled in roughened bark their spirits intertwined.
Stroked by breezes and gently hugged by reaching slender vines.
Joined as one the dryad fades should the giant die.
So tied are they to this their home that towers to the sky.
Sadly weep the lone sentinels that dwell in the living wood.
For mortals squander creations secrets before there understood.
The tribes of man no longer know about their ancient past.
Arrogant is their faith in foolish ways and luck that will not last.
Lust and want has cloud their minds reducing life’s true worth. ...
Stroked by breezes and gently hugged by reaching slender vines.
Joined as one the dryad fades should the giant die.
So tied are they to this their home that towers to the sky.
Sadly weep the lone sentinels that dwell in the living wood.
For mortals squander creations secrets before there understood.
The tribes of man no longer know about their ancient past.
Arrogant is their faith in foolish ways and luck that will not last.
Lust and want has cloud their minds reducing life’s true worth. ...
#nature
#tolerance
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Nov 2019 5:36pm
13th Nov 2019 5:36pm
The Hunt
Tell a tale I have to speak of a time for long since has past.
The yesterday’s of yesterday before the after far from the first last.
Of a lost tale ware you and I shall together relive the forgotten history.
Let it forever fade from all memory become it will be your destiny.
Though rare are they those occasions occur for the stories to be told.
Heard were the words in the years of my youth now recited in the days of old.
My gaze never fell upon the sight of a world not ruled over by man.
Such an unspoiled place is difficult to imagine but easy to...
The yesterday’s of yesterday before the after far from the first last.
Of a lost tale ware you and I shall together relive the forgotten history.
Let it forever fade from all memory become it will be your destiny.
Though rare are they those occasions occur for the stories to be told.
Heard were the words in the years of my youth now recited in the days of old.
My gaze never fell upon the sight of a world not ruled over by man.
Such an unspoiled place is difficult to imagine but easy to...
#sadness
#anger
#fairies #frustration
#fairies #frustration
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STORY POEM
Published
28th Oct 2019 7:31pm
28th Oct 2019 7:31pm
Pygmalion And Galatea
How cold my heart had grown to what many see soft and fair.
I noticed the corruption in female’s ways that filled me with despair.
Following my soul I bared myself to a solitude sadly embraced.
Creation neglects it’s own existence destruction takes its place.
On a monolith of ivory I coaxed the secret that it once jealously held.
Figure pure was kept from harm confined was ware the maiden dwelled.
I delighted in that which shared her likeness who never lingered at her side.
For once compared to living flesh their spirit lost its pride.
Garbed in...
I noticed the corruption in female’s ways that filled me with despair.
Following my soul I bared myself to a solitude sadly embraced.
Creation neglects it’s own existence destruction takes its place.
On a monolith of ivory I coaxed the secret that it once jealously held.
Figure pure was kept from harm confined was ware the maiden dwelled.
I delighted in that which shared her likeness who never lingered at her side.
For once compared to living flesh their spirit lost its pride.
Garbed in...
#love
#loneliness
#emptiness
493 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2019 3:39pm
27th Oct 2019 3:39pm
Lost Love
Where thoughts and dreams and could have been lay still in hollowed ground.
Here troubles ceased she finds such peace atop a stone marked mound.
The sodden room of creations womb now takes him gently in.
To now become what he is from mortals pay the cost of sin.
Under pale moon light at the burial site fantasy dwells upon his rest.
Strong still his hold on her gothic soul her flesh at his bequest.
A bound night queen, in shackles unseen, clutched in death the key.
Black gowned silks worn forever to morn a sworn love eternally.
Here troubles ceased she finds such peace atop a stone marked mound.
The sodden room of creations womb now takes him gently in.
To now become what he is from mortals pay the cost of sin.
Under pale moon light at the burial site fantasy dwells upon his rest.
Strong still his hold on her gothic soul her flesh at his bequest.
A bound night queen, in shackles unseen, clutched in death the key.
Black gowned silks worn forever to morn a sworn love eternally.
#sadness
#regret
#grief #despair
#grief #despair
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2019 3:37pm
27th Oct 2019 3:37pm
Till We Meet Again
Echoes dance from canyon walls to a chorus fading song.
In melody she sings of the one that her heart forever longs.
Each word is of a cherished life that is to her still real.
Love filled notes she sings aloud for all to also feel.
Forever has a price to pay pain marks the passing time.
A plea for him again to hold is begged in every rhyme.
The hurt left by a broken heart that eternally beats for two.
A sad reminder of the life that her spirit had once knew.
Born from dreams she lives alone till quiet night times sleep.
And for that time, again...
In melody she sings of the one that her heart forever longs.
Each word is of a cherished life that is to her still real.
Love filled notes she sings aloud for all to also feel.
Forever has a price to pay pain marks the passing time.
A plea for him again to hold is begged in every rhyme.
The hurt left by a broken heart that eternally beats for two.
A sad reminder of the life that her spirit had once knew.
Born from dreams she lives alone till quiet night times sleep.
And for that time, again...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness #despair
#loneliness #despair
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STORY POEM
Published
21st Oct 2019 8:59pm
21st Oct 2019 8:59pm
Halloween Queens
Where shadows find a peaceful home
to twist through frightful trees.
There spirits evil likely roams
who stirs the icy breeze.
Forms silhouette the pale night sun
and steal a stray moonbeam.
Anticipating this journey done
they sing and laugh and scream.
A starry map to be their guide
like a snow flaked pool of pitch.
Joined with others along the ride
are pets as such each witch.
Creepy spider, screechy bat
and bumpy wart filled toad.
A clawing hissing inky cat
on the back of brooms they rode.
Jack-o-lanterns...
to twist through frightful trees.
There spirits evil likely roams
who stirs the icy breeze.
Forms silhouette the pale night sun
and steal a stray moonbeam.
Anticipating this journey done
they sing and laugh and scream.
A starry map to be their guide
like a snow flaked pool of pitch.
Joined with others along the ride
are pets as such each witch.
Creepy spider, screechy bat
and bumpy wart filled toad.
A clawing hissing inky cat
on the back of brooms they rode.
Jack-o-lanterns...
#witches
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Oct 2019 11:56pm
19th Oct 2019 11:56pm
Loup Garou
Lobos hunt the Gallic land.
Ways of man they understand.
At will or Luna change occurs.
Hell’s nemesis connoisseurs.
One hundred one nights of cursed regret.
Dare love lost tell of when we met.
Till shed blood speaks the secret true.
Pray thee not a Loup Garou.
Ways of man they understand.
At will or Luna change occurs.
Hell’s nemesis connoisseurs.
One hundred one nights of cursed regret.
Dare love lost tell of when we met.
Till shed blood speaks the secret true.
Pray thee not a Loup Garou.
#werewolves
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Oct 2019 11:43pm
19th Oct 2019 11:43pm
Bzou
A bathing midnight sun’s soft glow
Caress lost souls and freed shadows.
Along a path of lesser light
Came the children of the night.
No longer forced to wait and hide
Their hunger fed till satisfied.
On mortals flesh they often feast
Such bloody banquets feed the beast.
Beyond the end of fairy tales
Where laughter turns to screams and wails.
Awaits a different kind of end
Those faint of heart can’t comprehend.
The naïve and weak is how it thrives
That one such fable still survives.
Away from grandma’s lonely home
And...
Caress lost souls and freed shadows.
Along a path of lesser light
Came the children of the night.
No longer forced to wait and hide
Their hunger fed till satisfied.
On mortals flesh they often feast
Such bloody banquets feed the beast.
Beyond the end of fairy tales
Where laughter turns to screams and wails.
Awaits a different kind of end
Those faint of heart can’t comprehend.
The naïve and weak is how it thrives
That one such fable still survives.
Away from grandma’s lonely home
And...
#werewolves
451 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Oct 2019 2:02pm
13th Oct 2019 2:02pm
Long Past Bedtime
Tempt not the dream whose life was spurned from dancing in your mind.
This stolen chance may have it’s due to this neglect in kind.
A fertile field is innocence where sin may plant a crop.
Imagination knows no bounds so long as wishes never stop.
When I was young I dared not sleep awake I staid through out the night.
A fatigued will lead me on till the dawn of morning’s early light.
What should have been like any day took on a different feel.
For lurking just beyond my focus hid a world that was surreal.
My senses felt the mortal shell that holds my...
This stolen chance may have it’s due to this neglect in kind.
A fertile field is innocence where sin may plant a crop.
Imagination knows no bounds so long as wishes never stop.
When I was young I dared not sleep awake I staid through out the night.
A fatigued will lead me on till the dawn of morning’s early light.
What should have been like any day took on a different feel.
For lurking just beyond my focus hid a world that was surreal.
My senses felt the mortal shell that holds my...
#nightmares
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Oct 2019 9:15pm
8th Oct 2019 9:15pm
Rings Of Time
A young sapling asked of a near by tree,
“What was it the first seedlings saw?”
“Before they were the forest rulers,
Before they grew so mighty and tall.”
The young tree was aware that the oaken giant
Lived not in that time long ago.
His rings of age gave no hint or clue,
This only the stones could know.
More fable than truth the story was told,
Carried on the winds whispering breeze.
Told and retold while coloring the facts,
Reciting the tale from tree to tree.
“In those young years, the new world was,
As pure as a child’s...
“What was it the first seedlings saw?”
“Before they were the forest rulers,
Before they grew so mighty and tall.”
The young tree was aware that the oaken giant
Lived not in that time long ago.
His rings of age gave no hint or clue,
This only the stones could know.
More fable than truth the story was told,
Carried on the winds whispering breeze.
Told and retold while coloring the facts,
Reciting the tale from tree to tree.
“In those young years, the new world was,
As pure as a child’s...
#trees
#nature
#fairies
580 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Oct 2019 9:13pm
8th Oct 2019 9:13pm
Into The Woods
Away from the home a little girl roamed farther and farther she strayed.
Then in a rush she went deep in the brush until hopelessly losing her way.
Fighting her fear till shedding a tear she pondered a horrible fate.
She sat on the ground while looking around as it grew terribly late.
Among the timbering oak one gently spoke to the trembling child.
“Please have no fear, you’ll be safe with us here, sheltered from the wild.”
Shocked and surprised she doubted her eyes and her betraying ears.
Then one by one more trees joined in the fun to calm the little girls...
Then in a rush she went deep in the brush until hopelessly losing her way.
Fighting her fear till shedding a tear she pondered a horrible fate.
She sat on the ground while looking around as it grew terribly late.
Among the timbering oak one gently spoke to the trembling child.
“Please have no fear, you’ll be safe with us here, sheltered from the wild.”
Shocked and surprised she doubted her eyes and her betraying ears.
Then one by one more trees joined in the fun to calm the little girls...
#forest
#trees
#nature
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