Submissions by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i'm a po et!
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jun 2015 9:16pm
4th Jun 2015 9:16pm
BROKEN IMAGES
I'm looking in the mirror, at the break of day
saw a curious face, that wouldn't go away
I combed my hair, as did the mirror person
Brushed my teeth, the mirror person did likewise
I put on my make up, as did she. I looked, she looked
I poked out my tongue, she poked out hers
Finally, i punched her, and she was shattered!
saw a curious face, that wouldn't go away
I combed my hair, as did the mirror person
Brushed my teeth, the mirror person did likewise
I put on my make up, as did she. I looked, she looked
I poked out my tongue, she poked out hers
Finally, i punched her, and she was shattered!
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Jun 2015 9:09pm
4th Jun 2015 9:09pm
THE SNOW KING
Her Royal Highness, her maiden now befriended
Ice-cold, at the Snow King's Ball attended
With iceberg emotions, cool and intact
Reclusive, and not one to over react
She was born of Royal Pleistocene descent
Cautious and cool, not one to repent
Ruth was her name, ruthless without shame
Eyes, ice-blue, her ice-fall tears were tame
With her maiden hench-woman, ice-bound lay she
Memories frozen in an ice-blink, of her dying diety
The Snow King, snowed under and snow bound
How now he admired the Guelder Rose, new found ...
Ice-cold, at the Snow King's Ball attended
With iceberg emotions, cool and intact
Reclusive, and not one to over react
She was born of Royal Pleistocene descent
Cautious and cool, not one to repent
Ruth was her name, ruthless without shame
Eyes, ice-blue, her ice-fall tears were tame
With her maiden hench-woman, ice-bound lay she
Memories frozen in an ice-blink, of her dying diety
The Snow King, snowed under and snow bound
How now he admired the Guelder Rose, new found ...
#snow
#narrative
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jun 2015 12:44pm
4th Jun 2015 12:44pm
StRaNgE eNcOuNtEr
A weird and wonderful alien
Came floating from the sky
Landing on open wasteland
Quizzically asked me "why?"
He'd expected a crimson red carpet
With greetings to be unfurled
And wondered why there was only me
Without the leaders of the world
I tried to explain, that no one knew
Or possibly didn't care
Or mistook him for a publicity stunt
For chocolates, or underwear
He seemed irate, and somewhat peeved
At hearing he wasn't taken for real
Producing a nuclear weapon from his pocket
Let...
Came floating from the sky
Landing on open wasteland
Quizzically asked me "why?"
He'd expected a crimson red carpet
With greetings to be unfurled
And wondered why there was only me
Without the leaders of the world
I tried to explain, that no one knew
Or possibly didn't care
Or mistook him for a publicity stunt
For chocolates, or underwear
He seemed irate, and somewhat peeved
At hearing he wasn't taken for real
Producing a nuclear weapon from his pocket
Let...
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Jun 2015 12:38pm
4th Jun 2015 12:38pm
scared to death
Through the possessed and darkening wood
By the stream of tormented screams
An equine ogress of the night there stood
Just waiting to enter your dreams
As blood red eyes of an incubus glared
Malevolently malefic demons hiss and curse
Whilst the victims of the night grow increasingly scared
As their nightmarish visions grow worse
One moment the victim is buried alive
Scratching from their coffins within
Or waiting for an unseen monster to arrive
Or running fearfully from a demonic grin
A terror, a fear,...
By the stream of tormented screams
An equine ogress of the night there stood
Just waiting to enter your dreams
As blood red eyes of an incubus glared
Malevolently malefic demons hiss and curse
Whilst the victims of the night grow increasingly scared
As their nightmarish visions grow worse
One moment the victim is buried alive
Scratching from their coffins within
Or waiting for an unseen monster to arrive
Or running fearfully from a demonic grin
A terror, a fear,...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
3rd Jun 2015 9:52pm
3rd Jun 2015 9:52pm
haunted, a warning
she died
a tortured harrowing death
the coroner
a man lacking emotions
wrote suicide, on her death certificate
sleeping pills had given her the sleep
she had craved for
a peace and tranquility
she had only dreamed of
forsaken and alone her only companions
were her disturbing memories
tragic, and disquietening
no one seemed to understand
or care
and now she lay dead
and now she would think no more. or so she thought.
she woke up
she could not feel a thing
she was numb
bar the tide...
a tortured harrowing death
the coroner
a man lacking emotions
wrote suicide, on her death certificate
sleeping pills had given her the sleep
she had craved for
a peace and tranquility
she had only dreamed of
forsaken and alone her only companions
were her disturbing memories
tragic, and disquietening
no one seemed to understand
or care
and now she lay dead
and now she would think no more. or so she thought.
she woke up
she could not feel a thing
she was numb
bar the tide...
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2015 9:43pm
3rd Jun 2015 9:43pm
THE CRAVING
She stood alone. Silent as the moon. Her heart racing, as the full horror began to sink in. How was it possible? Her eyes glazed. She couldn't move. Suddenly, she began to shake. Blood was everywhere. How could this have happened? Then she remembered. The midwife had said that "some women even eat raw meat."
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2015 1:36pm
3rd Jun 2015 1:36pm
cockroaches and mushrooms, grilled!
Bubbling expectancy
And trembling fear
The effects of the apocalypse
Were slowly drawing near
Dust clouds of fallout
Became the after scourge of man
Along with the destruction
Became the nucleus, of the nuclear plan
As peoples watched in terror
Eyeballs were melted out
Flesh dropped off their bones
They had no time to shout
Yet still fresh mushrooms grew
Destruction now, on auto-pilot
Press button technology
Supremacy, gains ill-got
There was no-one left around
To...
And trembling fear
The effects of the apocalypse
Were slowly drawing near
Dust clouds of fallout
Became the after scourge of man
Along with the destruction
Became the nucleus, of the nuclear plan
As peoples watched in terror
Eyeballs were melted out
Flesh dropped off their bones
They had no time to shout
Yet still fresh mushrooms grew
Destruction now, on auto-pilot
Press button technology
Supremacy, gains ill-got
There was no-one left around
To...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2015 2:01am
3rd Jun 2015 2:01am
BLEAK STREET
A multitude of people pass me by
I can never look them in the eye
My heart is broken, my spirit is in distress
I have no job, money, or address
Most of the causes of my unhappiness
I smell, I need a shave
Yet there is nothing that I crave
I'm hungry, lonely and sad, a tear is shed
No-one will miss me, when I'm dead
As I lay forgotten, in my wormy bed
I think to myself, my thoughts are loud
People ignore me, I'm lost in the crowd
I beg, I plead, I'm in serious need
I'm given ten pesetas, in which to...
I can never look them in the eye
My heart is broken, my spirit is in distress
I have no job, money, or address
Most of the causes of my unhappiness
I smell, I need a shave
Yet there is nothing that I crave
I'm hungry, lonely and sad, a tear is shed
No-one will miss me, when I'm dead
As I lay forgotten, in my wormy bed
I think to myself, my thoughts are loud
People ignore me, I'm lost in the crowd
I beg, I plead, I'm in serious need
I'm given ten pesetas, in which to...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2015 1:53am
3rd Jun 2015 1:53am
THE SNOW GIRL
Once upon a time
Many years ago
Lived a little girl
Who would only play in snow
She got very cold hands
And very cold feet
And very cold all over
Just walking down the street!
Many years ago
Lived a little girl
Who would only play in snow
She got very cold hands
And very cold feet
And very cold all over
Just walking down the street!
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2015 4:54pm
2nd Jun 2015 4:54pm
A TALE OF TWO CATS
All is silence not a peep
Like cat voyeurs, we watch them sleep
Dreaming away the hours
Of prowlings amongst spring flowers
The butterflies you chased after
Your cuteness and our laughter
As curious little noses
Sneezed at pollinated roses
And such innocence doth enchant
As a new born nephew, to his aunt
Tranquil, as a red sunset
Calm, as a storm unmet
As they sleepily awaken from their doze
A yawning purr and a lick of the nose
A stretch of claws, and how they mewed
A hungry demand, a...
Like cat voyeurs, we watch them sleep
Dreaming away the hours
Of prowlings amongst spring flowers
The butterflies you chased after
Your cuteness and our laughter
As curious little noses
Sneezed at pollinated roses
And such innocence doth enchant
As a new born nephew, to his aunt
Tranquil, as a red sunset
Calm, as a storm unmet
As they sleepily awaken from their doze
A yawning purr and a lick of the nose
A stretch of claws, and how they mewed
A hungry demand, a...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2015 4:46pm
2nd Jun 2015 4:46pm
IN REMEMBRANCE 1914-1918
Those brave heroes of the clogging mud
Weeping tears, then weeping blood
And whilst the silent mustard gas crept in
The soldiers shed their tears from within
There were those that simply died in their head
From the stark horror of the putrid dead
And the constant thud of mortar in mud
And the hopeless hope, that the shell was a dud
Lost in France, entrenched in war so unfair
Those voiceless thousands, died in total despair
Strangled screams of agony and utterings of awesome woe
How come the bullet so quick, and the...
Weeping tears, then weeping blood
And whilst the silent mustard gas crept in
The soldiers shed their tears from within
There were those that simply died in their head
From the stark horror of the putrid dead
And the constant thud of mortar in mud
And the hopeless hope, that the shell was a dud
Lost in France, entrenched in war so unfair
Those voiceless thousands, died in total despair
Strangled screams of agony and utterings of awesome woe
How come the bullet so quick, and the...
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Jun 2015 3:29am
1st Jun 2015 3:29am
THE SEA FAIRY
Her wings were an opaque blue
Camouflaged by the ocean, over which she flew
Like a mermaid, dancing under azure skies
As sunlight shimmered, over her opalescent thighs
Her hair had a beautiful golden sheen
And her emerald eyes, were a magical green
Her sensuous lips, were a lush ruby red
And her beauty was enough, to waken the dead
As a soft whispering zephyr blew
Over a tranquil ocean, of a turquoise hue
She began with a series of pirouettes
Accompanied by Aeolian Harps, and a beautiful sunset
by...
Camouflaged by the ocean, over which she flew
Like a mermaid, dancing under azure skies
As sunlight shimmered, over her opalescent thighs
Her hair had a beautiful golden sheen
And her emerald eyes, were a magical green
Her sensuous lips, were a lush ruby red
And her beauty was enough, to waken the dead
As a soft whispering zephyr blew
Over a tranquil ocean, of a turquoise hue
She began with a series of pirouettes
Accompanied by Aeolian Harps, and a beautiful sunset
by...
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