Submissions by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i'm a po et!
Bowled Over
The grass grows greener
On the other side
As me, and a former bowling green
No longer have any bowls to hide
Now completely bowl-less, and free
Surrounded by many a beautiful tree
There are no stumps!
In this wonderful surreality
And amongst these fine bowers
Grows a multitude of flowers
Where i pirouette with the fairies
For hours, and hours, and hours
As the smiling humorous sun
Watches on with great fun
Then moons, at the moon
And spun, and spun, and spun
As everyone
Was bowled over
...
On the other side
As me, and a former bowling green
No longer have any bowls to hide
Now completely bowl-less, and free
Surrounded by many a beautiful tree
There are no stumps!
In this wonderful surreality
And amongst these fine bowers
Grows a multitude of flowers
Where i pirouette with the fairies
For hours, and hours, and hours
As the smiling humorous sun
Watches on with great fun
Then moons, at the moon
And spun, and spun, and spun
As everyone
Was bowled over
...
#nature
#funny
#transgender
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1 Comment
A Basket Full Of Holes
I had put all my hopes, and dreams
Into a basket full of holes, so it seems
Fallen eggshells, lay scattered
As dreams were soon shattered
I patched the basket up, ready for its quest
Filled it with eggs, from a myriad of nests
And avoided stepping, onto broken eggshells
As i moved forward, dancing over bluebells
I walked amongst the beautiful trees
My hair flowing gently, in a warming breeze
as a susseration, of stirring leaves
Embraced my heart, that no longer grieves
The sun, knowingly shone ...
Into a basket full of holes, so it seems
Fallen eggshells, lay scattered
As dreams were soon shattered
I patched the basket up, ready for its quest
Filled it with eggs, from a myriad of nests
And avoided stepping, onto broken eggshells
As i moved forward, dancing over bluebells
I walked amongst the beautiful trees
My hair flowing gently, in a warming breeze
as a susseration, of stirring leaves
Embraced my heart, that no longer grieves
The sun, knowingly shone ...
#beauty
#nature
#peace
149 reads
2 Comments
The Flower Moon
The Flower Moon
Blooms in the night sky
Shining bright
Beautiful, yet sweetly shy
The Earth moves
With the emotions, of the oceans
The tides, ebb, and flows
Like tears
Fairies dance
In circles of light
As mead flowers
In the magical moonlight
The moon
Now honeyed, and sweet
Romance blossoms
As lovers meet
As yonder flowers bloom
And the psitherism of trees
Flow, to, and fro
Glinting moonlight, on the emerald leaves
The Flower Moon
Prospers...
Blooms in the night sky
Shining bright
Beautiful, yet sweetly shy
The Earth moves
With the emotions, of the oceans
The tides, ebb, and flows
Like tears
Fairies dance
In circles of light
As mead flowers
In the magical moonlight
The moon
Now honeyed, and sweet
Romance blossoms
As lovers meet
As yonder flowers bloom
And the psitherism of trees
Flow, to, and fro
Glinting moonlight, on the emerald leaves
The Flower Moon
Prospers...
#moon
#fairies
#magic #surreal
#magic #surreal
282 reads
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Adversity - What's The Verse That Could Happen?
Can't stop thinking
Of poetical things
Like an addiction, in a dictionary
That sometimes sings
Thinking of using a pseudonym
As a her, no hymn
As i join poet's anonymous
Anonymously
Love irony
Not ironing
As i iron out
Adversity
Is a CRHYME
A criminal rhyme?
by Jemia
Of poetical things
Like an addiction, in a dictionary
That sometimes sings
Thinking of using a pseudonym
As a her, no hymn
As i join poet's anonymous
Anonymously
Love irony
Not ironing
As i iron out
Adversity
Is a CRHYME
A criminal rhyme?
by Jemia
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
221 reads
3 Comments
Unbearable! Out Of The Shadows
Out of the shadows
On friday the thirteenth
From within a nest
Eggs are waiting
To be hatched
As plots lurk
Inside the recesses
Of creative minds
About to be laid bare
Some of ethereal wonderment
Others of stark realities
And some of everyday observations
I, for one
Wondered
As to whether
I should consider
A piece of poetical theatre
A true life retrospective
Of my recent experience
As a life model
Baring, not just my soul
Thankfully
Common sense prevails
For now
As i...
On friday the thirteenth
From within a nest
Eggs are waiting
To be hatched
As plots lurk
Inside the recesses
Of creative minds
About to be laid bare
Some of ethereal wonderment
Others of stark realities
And some of everyday observations
I, for one
Wondered
As to whether
I should consider
A piece of poetical theatre
A true life retrospective
Of my recent experience
As a life model
Baring, not just my soul
Thankfully
Common sense prevails
For now
As i...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#sensual
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Portal, To Another Reality
Just got back
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
#inspirational
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#fairies
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The Dragon's Den Of Inequity
They came
From far, and wide
Flying over
Hills, and dales
And mountains as well
Breathing fire
Apart from one
Called Snuff
His flame
Had left him
Eons ago
It was said
That he'd been doused
Whilst aroused
And lost his fire
Some thought he had
Snuffed it, and was now dead
His real name was Fred
But he had lost his fire
Not his life
Whilst frolicking
With an old flame
But now remains
Burn't out, of any desire
Seeking out the flame
Without the fire
Then before him ...
From far, and wide
Flying over
Hills, and dales
And mountains as well
Breathing fire
Apart from one
Called Snuff
His flame
Had left him
Eons ago
It was said
That he'd been doused
Whilst aroused
And lost his fire
Some thought he had
Snuffed it, and was now dead
His real name was Fred
But he had lost his fire
Not his life
Whilst frolicking
With an old flame
But now remains
Burn't out, of any desire
Seeking out the flame
Without the fire
Then before him ...
#sadness
#love
#funny #dragons
#funny #dragons
301 reads
1 Comment
Roses Are Bled (Haiku)
A rose with a thorn
Tears bleed, at looming death knolls
For whom the bell tolls
by Jemia
Tears bleed, at looming death knolls
For whom the bell tolls
by Jemia
#fate
#LifeCycle
153 reads
0 Comments
Mildew (Haiku)
Plants' minute fungi
Or growth on paper, leather
Tainted flowery words
by Jemia
Or growth on paper, leather
Tainted flowery words
by Jemia
#nature
#haiku
#philosophical
162 reads
1 Comment
Road To Nowhere
If only my ears
Were sometimes blind
And my eyes
Occasionally deaf
And not to taste
The smells
Nor sense
The numbness
Of prejudice
I could pretend
That the World
Was a happy abode
Whilst wavering away
From realities road
by Jemia
Were sometimes blind
And my eyes
Occasionally deaf
And not to taste
The smells
Nor sense
The numbness
Of prejudice
I could pretend
That the World
Was a happy abode
Whilst wavering away
From realities road
by Jemia
#TruthOfLife
208 reads
1 Comment
Away With The Fairies
When i leave
My mortal coil
I would love to think
That mourners, do not toil
But instead, are awash with colour
With flowers in their hair
Created at home
Or from an art group flair
No cut flowers
If can do
Let natures beauty
Remain alive, and true
I would prefer my burial
To be green
But realise that this
Would be a costly dream
Although i have no religious views
Folk could express, their own adieus
My greatest wish
Is to leave love
For all of you
And this love ...
My mortal coil
I would love to think
That mourners, do not toil
But instead, are awash with colour
With flowers in their hair
Created at home
Or from an art group flair
No cut flowers
If can do
Let natures beauty
Remain alive, and true
I would prefer my burial
To be green
But realise that this
Would be a costly dream
Although i have no religious views
Folk could express, their own adieus
My greatest wish
Is to leave love
For all of you
And this love ...
#love
#death
#funny #fairies
#funny #fairies
246 reads
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Seadog
The old seadog
Swings
To, and fro
Nowhere to live
And nowhere to go
The sails are now set
Screaming Banshee's
Ill met
Civilisation
Is just
So so
by Jemia
Swings
To, and fro
Nowhere to live
And nowhere to go
The sails are now set
Screaming Banshee's
Ill met
Civilisation
Is just
So so
by Jemia
#sea
#LifeCycle
#travel
176 reads
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