Submissions by midevil
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Refuge- too late to enter M contest
Fleeing my home of malm and stone to go and seek my fate.
In what manor of sin have I now committed to be in such a state.
To go from migrant to martyr without a cause for wishing just to be.
I'm but one of many for a better life a desperate mutiny.
While I'm person or problem it's all the same in their mercantile ways.
As they huddle and mingle taking endless sides and taking endless days.
They in a monastic palace perfumed in myrrh or in uniform roaming concrete halls.
I'm still while still here in a tent city guarded by barbed meringue topped walls.
In what manor of sin have I now committed to be in such a state.
To go from migrant to martyr without a cause for wishing just to be.
I'm but one of many for a better life a desperate mutiny.
While I'm person or problem it's all the same in their mercantile ways.
As they huddle and mingle taking endless sides and taking endless days.
They in a monastic palace perfumed in myrrh or in uniform roaming concrete halls.
I'm still while still here in a tent city guarded by barbed meringue topped walls.
#identity
#morality
#responsibility
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Lezly
That which I need
exists only in beauty
to share one another as wife.
So tightly embraced
pressing mine to her face
exchanging the essence of life.
A soft gentle touch
she shall crave for as much
to secretly make her feel whole.
Want morphed trusted fear
innocence disappears
surrendering completely her soul.
Moaning sweet songs
stirring desire deep and strong
forbidding no longer the taste.
Exploring well of each other
as intertwined lovers
prolonging a threatening haste.
Dwell no longer the days ...
exists only in beauty
to share one another as wife.
So tightly embraced
pressing mine to her face
exchanging the essence of life.
A soft gentle touch
she shall crave for as much
to secretly make her feel whole.
Want morphed trusted fear
innocence disappears
surrendering completely her soul.
Moaning sweet songs
stirring desire deep and strong
forbidding no longer the taste.
Exploring well of each other
as intertwined lovers
prolonging a threatening haste.
Dwell no longer the days ...
#love
#dark
#vampires
#sacrifice
#curse
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My Grandmother’s Story
Of a time long ago, I remember so well.
I’ve kept it a secret, but for you I will tell”
That’s how the story began, as did all my grandmother’s stories. On this however she told with a kind of urgent conviction, as if she needed me to truly believe.
She was your typical grandmother, you know baking, bed making, gardening, that sort of thing. But when it came to story telling none were better. Little did I know that the times we spent together would later be my most cherished memories.
As usual I fought against sleep but with my grandmother’s calm voice to distract me...
I’ve kept it a secret, but for you I will tell”
That’s how the story began, as did all my grandmother’s stories. On this however she told with a kind of urgent conviction, as if she needed me to truly believe.
She was your typical grandmother, you know baking, bed making, gardening, that sort of thing. But when it came to story telling none were better. Little did I know that the times we spent together would later be my most cherished memories.
As usual I fought against sleep but with my grandmother’s calm voice to distract me...
#fairies
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Little Things
It’s the little things no one sees until they’re not around
Search and search but in the end these things are never found.
Of pencils, pens a single sock an important business card.
Gone despite the wasted efforts how ever long and hard.
Told is where these things end up of where there taken to.
A well kept secret solely guarded by what a handful knew.
There dwells a gap inside the walls or in between the floors.
An unnoticed way’s a baseboard crack that acts as entry door.
Once mere trinkets now another use becomes these stolen things.
Between two...
Search and search but in the end these things are never found.
Of pencils, pens a single sock an important business card.
Gone despite the wasted efforts how ever long and hard.
Told is where these things end up of where there taken to.
A well kept secret solely guarded by what a handful knew.
There dwells a gap inside the walls or in between the floors.
An unnoticed way’s a baseboard crack that acts as entry door.
Once mere trinkets now another use becomes these stolen things.
Between two...
#home
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MisTake
Now my chance will never come
for some things in life can't be undone.
The only touch I felt was pain
as angles joined my tears like rain.
To see your eyes your smile your feel
it came so close to be so real.
That very moment when miracles dared
I was that instant when love was shared.
But your truth has sadly set me free
what could have been won't ever be.
Forbidden a thought or whispered word said
again you will live when I am dead.
Loss and lost when my end begins
I'm the...
for some things in life can't be undone.
The only touch I felt was pain
as angles joined my tears like rain.
To see your eyes your smile your feel
it came so close to be so real.
That very moment when miracles dared
I was that instant when love was shared.
But your truth has sadly set me free
what could have been won't ever be.
Forbidden a thought or whispered word said
again you will live when I am dead.
Loss and lost when my end begins
I'm the...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken #despair
#heartbroken #despair
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Writers Block
The words will come all dreamers pray as they prepare to write.
Out my window reigns the full moon on this last autumn night.
Should I put to parchment things I’ve heard about this time of year?
And ring louder now the whispered stories that fell soft within my ears.
Strange my candles flame doth bend away from encroaching gloom.
As alone I am I feel a presence bearing close within my room.
Tis hardy nymph or fairy child of sweet and pure felt heart.
Dancing shadows and tethered owners are freely torn apart.
Into the darkness strain mine eyes...
Out my window reigns the full moon on this last autumn night.
Should I put to parchment things I’ve heard about this time of year?
And ring louder now the whispered stories that fell soft within my ears.
Strange my candles flame doth bend away from encroaching gloom.
As alone I am I feel a presence bearing close within my room.
Tis hardy nymph or fairy child of sweet and pure felt heart.
Dancing shadows and tethered owners are freely torn apart.
Into the darkness strain mine eyes...
#nightmares
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Inky Black And Blue
In a foggy cove’s sea side port rests the sailor’s home.
The fishy air and slippery piers a place they like to roam.
Laughing sounds and music boomed from the snackers’ bar.
Every night the root beer flowed from dirty jelly jars.
Skally wags told tall tales of foreign distant shores.
While scurvy dogs thumped there tails on the wooden floors.
Sailor Pete looked around from his unpatched eye.
And wiped the cream off his beard left from a scooter pie.
“Ha,” he said then “Ha,” again loud enough to hear.
All turned to see the salty sailor picking at...
The fishy air and slippery piers a place they like to roam.
Laughing sounds and music boomed from the snackers’ bar.
Every night the root beer flowed from dirty jelly jars.
Skally wags told tall tales of foreign distant shores.
While scurvy dogs thumped there tails on the wooden floors.
Sailor Pete looked around from his unpatched eye.
And wiped the cream off his beard left from a scooter pie.
“Ha,” he said then “Ha,” again loud enough to hear.
All turned to see the salty sailor picking at...
#monsters
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Seven Wages Paid
The marsh was adrift atop a green meadow disguise.
Under the living lurked mud’s viscid surprise.
Pushing through nature that stood in their way.
Vine gripped embrace the swamps gesture to stay.
Lungs burned from the cold with every suffering breath.
A loan willingly paid on the contract of death.
Mixed in musky decay with the sweat of their skin.
The sweet perfume made by Earth’s creatures of sin.
Winds icy aim far truer than the greatest of foes.
Silently each cried with each blustering blow.
Wearily they trudge on blistered sore aching...
Under the living lurked mud’s viscid surprise.
Pushing through nature that stood in their way.
Vine gripped embrace the swamps gesture to stay.
Lungs burned from the cold with every suffering breath.
A loan willingly paid on the contract of death.
Mixed in musky decay with the sweat of their skin.
The sweet perfume made by Earth’s creatures of sin.
Winds icy aim far truer than the greatest of foes.
Silently each cried with each blustering blow.
Wearily they trudge on blistered sore aching...
#fate
#luck
#curse
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Seven All Alone
Within the depths of an ore filled grave away from life and light.
Six other souls toil with me from days break to early night.
Some speak of want some talk of love others long in ways between.
Jealously kept are seven secrets and hid well are desired dreams.
T’was a cursed blessing granted when first we saw the madden fair.
Our loneliness came beautifully taken refuge in our lair.
Of her she changed house to home a prison none could flee.
Punished with her velvet touch all craved submissively.
The air was filled with her scent and the music of her...
Six other souls toil with me from days break to early night.
Some speak of want some talk of love others long in ways between.
Jealously kept are seven secrets and hid well are desired dreams.
T’was a cursed blessing granted when first we saw the madden fair.
Our loneliness came beautifully taken refuge in our lair.
Of her she changed house to home a prison none could flee.
Punished with her velvet touch all craved submissively.
The air was filled with her scent and the music of her...
#fate
#luck
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Moonlight Whispers
Luna’s full this quarter’s reign
the nights not held her bound.
In its stead from starry cloaks
a vale she’s wrapped around.
Bathing glow her daughters share
whilst under evening’s cast.
Fare twilight maidens’ youth and beauty
theirs to ever last.
Her language passes on the breeze
where branches gently shake.
Such is council given softly
yet find it hard to take.
From these small hours concede thee Nox
the sky is set a blaze.
Take rest your time shall come again
children of the darker days.
...
the nights not held her bound.
In its stead from starry cloaks
a vale she’s wrapped around.
Bathing glow her daughters share
whilst under evening’s cast.
Fare twilight maidens’ youth and beauty
theirs to ever last.
Her language passes on the breeze
where branches gently shake.
Such is council given softly
yet find it hard to take.
From these small hours concede thee Nox
the sky is set a blaze.
Take rest your time shall come again
children of the darker days.
...
#vampires
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The Perverted
What happened to the one I was the one I used to be?
Stranger am I each time my gaze is done reflectively.
The sin I seek is often stroked leaving love denied.
An audience I feel at home among them I can hide.
Things and others badge their failures upon proud uniform.
Uncloaked and naked revealed to all despite the armor worn.
Kept are mine like treasure earned never will I share.
So near to me one day she’ll see and wonder if I care.
Ironic slave that will not master graces painful fall.
Blind more when more can be seen desperate for it all. ...
Stranger am I each time my gaze is done reflectively.
The sin I seek is often stroked leaving love denied.
An audience I feel at home among them I can hide.
Things and others badge their failures upon proud uniform.
Uncloaked and naked revealed to all despite the armor worn.
Kept are mine like treasure earned never will I share.
So near to me one day she’ll see and wonder if I care.
Ironic slave that will not master graces painful fall.
Blind more when more can be seen desperate for it all. ...
#regret
#dark
#shame #disappointment
#shame #disappointment
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Cast A Way
Lured were passenger and crew to an imagined treasure.
Their riches squandered in dreams of selfish pleasure.
But when plans are made while dismissing fates hand.
Destiny mocked wishes of reaching there far away land.
The graves omen lay dead upon the vessels cursed deck.
None heed the gull’s corps warning of a soon to be wreck.
God’s breath churned the deep calling all souls to come home.
In mercy’s keep are spared the chosen to not be alone.
Upon an angry sea sat a refuge of hewn wood.
A vacant death haunts survivor its truth understood.
The...
Their riches squandered in dreams of selfish pleasure.
But when plans are made while dismissing fates hand.
Destiny mocked wishes of reaching there far away land.
The graves omen lay dead upon the vessels cursed deck.
None heed the gull’s corps warning of a soon to be wreck.
God’s breath churned the deep calling all souls to come home.
In mercy’s keep are spared the chosen to not be alone.
Upon an angry sea sat a refuge of hewn wood.
A vacant death haunts survivor its truth understood.
The...
#greed
#despair
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