Submissions by moonbeamdreamer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write many observational poems being a visionary person. I'm also very spiritual And tend to view things souly.
Reoccuring Dream
I had a dream and I know I dreamt it twice. I want to start doing this as an annual thing. Before the winter comes and the leaves are still that beautiful red. There are little balls of light that get released into the sky. It's like giving back stars to the sky. The reasoning is to see beauty before it leaves and celebrate natures gift. Next the sky rains paint which I have no idea how to mimic but the fact of the hundreds of lights spewing multi colored drops onto our skin is imperfection. I want to start this tradition some how and gaze at the lights above as I am emersed in colors of...
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Farewell to a Friend
Jealousy skews perspectives
Am I not who I seem?
Are you the judge of me?
Neigh, for I am the judge of my own identity
While you sit and spoil in the rot you lay in
I have been bearing the idiocy you have displayed in front of me
Eroding inside, you live on a stump of Bureaucracy
Bereaving the soul you so ashamed of saying is your own
Pointing the fingers that shrill from your slowly dying grueling body
Extending from the greasy sludge of the heart within
You are no longer a friend, you accusing, falsifying, manipulative scheme
I wish I could...
Am I not who I seem?
Are you the judge of me?
Neigh, for I am the judge of my own identity
While you sit and spoil in the rot you lay in
I have been bearing the idiocy you have displayed in front of me
Eroding inside, you live on a stump of Bureaucracy
Bereaving the soul you so ashamed of saying is your own
Pointing the fingers that shrill from your slowly dying grueling body
Extending from the greasy sludge of the heart within
You are no longer a friend, you accusing, falsifying, manipulative scheme
I wish I could...
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Dwelling
You can't help but dwell in the past
Like a child we once were lost in our imagination
With the curiosity of pedalling backwards
the continuous wheels keeping us forward
Looking ahead but never trained to live oppositely
That, we learn on our own
How to weep, how to live, how to be, how to love, how to hate, how to envy
This life is a clever wheel that reiterates
Affection, pain, and somber
Only falling apart slowly after
Losing it's parts and rusting from the rain
That gathered from the tears shed
Yet invited so much into it to be admired ...
Like a child we once were lost in our imagination
With the curiosity of pedalling backwards
the continuous wheels keeping us forward
Looking ahead but never trained to live oppositely
That, we learn on our own
How to weep, how to live, how to be, how to love, how to hate, how to envy
This life is a clever wheel that reiterates
Affection, pain, and somber
Only falling apart slowly after
Losing it's parts and rusting from the rain
That gathered from the tears shed
Yet invited so much into it to be admired ...
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Dream Escape
Darkness overcomes our vision
And sets sail into the deep ocean of consciousness
A mist of fog so surreal
Barricading a mast to blur reality
Suddenly piercing through the thickness an arrow emersed the ship under the ocean of stars sinking slowly onto the ocean floor dark and infinite too large for the eyes to invision
This galaxy is endless and dramatic
As the images flicker quickly like cinematic reels we approach the end of escaping
The fog simmers out and a light slowly emerges in the horizon
Brightly and boldly the mast casts on into the sunrise
As...
And sets sail into the deep ocean of consciousness
A mist of fog so surreal
Barricading a mast to blur reality
Suddenly piercing through the thickness an arrow emersed the ship under the ocean of stars sinking slowly onto the ocean floor dark and infinite too large for the eyes to invision
This galaxy is endless and dramatic
As the images flicker quickly like cinematic reels we approach the end of escaping
The fog simmers out and a light slowly emerges in the horizon
Brightly and boldly the mast casts on into the sunrise
As...
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Appreciation of Life
When I feel alone
I feel the world below me
The hands I have been given
The sight I can see
The music I hear
Course through my veins
Like a toxic drug
Wandering in my system
Circulating and chasing my blood to my heart
Beating to the beat giving me life
My pupils dialate allowing light to travel into the imagination and sensor my movements
The appreciation of life is so rarely given
It's almost as if humans are fading away
Machines are taking over existence
Developing materialistic things we happen to desire
Apart from the beauty...
I feel the world below me
The hands I have been given
The sight I can see
The music I hear
Course through my veins
Like a toxic drug
Wandering in my system
Circulating and chasing my blood to my heart
Beating to the beat giving me life
My pupils dialate allowing light to travel into the imagination and sensor my movements
The appreciation of life is so rarely given
It's almost as if humans are fading away
Machines are taking over existence
Developing materialistic things we happen to desire
Apart from the beauty...
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Annoyance of Skin
Deeper I fall into serenity
Into your eyes I plunge
Wandering in the stars I see in them
Reflecting the flames of our fire
I seek more than hands touching
The annoyance of only skin
Being a barrier for our inner self
Striving to escape and reach out to yours
Bonding as one and intertwining like a vine
Into your eyes I plunge
Wandering in the stars I see in them
Reflecting the flames of our fire
I seek more than hands touching
The annoyance of only skin
Being a barrier for our inner self
Striving to escape and reach out to yours
Bonding as one and intertwining like a vine
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Couple's poem- August
It's been but a week
My how you've changed
With their stems as nooses
Your leaves hang deceased
A curtain of burning leaves setting fire to the earth's green palette
Orange, yellow, browns and reds
All seems to shroud and canopy
In the months to come
Green will be but a memory
All the colors of immaculate beauty will be drenched in an ocular synapse of white
Blinding the eyes of the innocent
Painting our skin with the tone of death
Chills will flourish with a blizzard like rage as the creatures and trees seek nourishment...
My how you've changed
With their stems as nooses
Your leaves hang deceased
A curtain of burning leaves setting fire to the earth's green palette
Orange, yellow, browns and reds
All seems to shroud and canopy
In the months to come
Green will be but a memory
All the colors of immaculate beauty will be drenched in an ocular synapse of white
Blinding the eyes of the innocent
Painting our skin with the tone of death
Chills will flourish with a blizzard like rage as the creatures and trees seek nourishment...
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White light, Black rain
Bright light
A cloud of cancerous smoke
Filled and consumed the lungs
Old and young
So close and so far from death
Related in this day of despair
Such a dark day of mass death
So many innocent souls
Controlled by the touch of one man
Is there no such thing as moral human beings?
Not a place of peace, equality, or morality? We, the united states of revenge and power
Through dominance of which we stand
One nation, seperate from all
Playing god of invisible cities
Unjustify god's purpose of life
Why must we twist the ugly...
A cloud of cancerous smoke
Filled and consumed the lungs
Old and young
So close and so far from death
Related in this day of despair
Such a dark day of mass death
So many innocent souls
Controlled by the touch of one man
Is there no such thing as moral human beings?
Not a place of peace, equality, or morality? We, the united states of revenge and power
Through dominance of which we stand
One nation, seperate from all
Playing god of invisible cities
Unjustify god's purpose of life
Why must we twist the ugly...
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Time Consuming
Time consumes all
As if love is not a martyr
Although it would die for the sake of itself
Neigh it is worthlessly engulfed by her
She eats and spits out the remains
Painful or enjoyable to your taste
This memory time capsule that I wish to store the sacred moments
Only allows me to glimpse briefly
I want to re live
Travel through time and space
Disobey her rules of life existence
Be no concept of time
We could tell ourselves to or to not do things we regret today
Yet time is a selfish but wonderous thing
To allow certain blips of...
As if love is not a martyr
Although it would die for the sake of itself
Neigh it is worthlessly engulfed by her
She eats and spits out the remains
Painful or enjoyable to your taste
This memory time capsule that I wish to store the sacred moments
Only allows me to glimpse briefly
I want to re live
Travel through time and space
Disobey her rules of life existence
Be no concept of time
We could tell ourselves to or to not do things we regret today
Yet time is a selfish but wonderous thing
To allow certain blips of...
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Great Gatsby
Precious love ends revokably
Eyes see all unfortunate events unroll
Like words off a tongue
Sweet sorrow has crossed
The nails on the coffin
Deepen with every mistake
Her own funeral grew by every fatal bruise planted by the love itself
An affair of lust and lies
All occured before the eyes of god
Straun in by past love and memories
Love makes us insane
Each heart won by another
Inseparable by this love
Until the gun which kills them both subsides it
The beauty of love and life ending
Another rose will wither
Another...
Eyes see all unfortunate events unroll
Like words off a tongue
Sweet sorrow has crossed
The nails on the coffin
Deepen with every mistake
Her own funeral grew by every fatal bruise planted by the love itself
An affair of lust and lies
All occured before the eyes of god
Straun in by past love and memories
Love makes us insane
Each heart won by another
Inseparable by this love
Until the gun which kills them both subsides it
The beauty of love and life ending
Another rose will wither
Another...
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Couple's poem
Reflecting eyes that see through mine
Burning rays of sun that shines
Onto my skin the warmth within
Radiating love from our fingertips
A goldlike purity
Held back by skin
Let's cut open our souls
And let one another in
The annoyance of skin
What lies behind him
What lies behind her
Both a love compassionate for each other
What they share is incomparable to no other soul on earth
People stop and stare and wish for a love so rare but it is one they will never get
The love will never die
For the greater their souls join,...
Burning rays of sun that shines
Onto my skin the warmth within
Radiating love from our fingertips
A goldlike purity
Held back by skin
Let's cut open our souls
And let one another in
The annoyance of skin
What lies behind him
What lies behind her
Both a love compassionate for each other
What they share is incomparable to no other soul on earth
People stop and stare and wish for a love so rare but it is one they will never get
The love will never die
For the greater their souls join,...
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Good Morning
The day began before sunlight
Once I opened my eyes the sky brightened
As it slowly awoke from a nights rest
And greeted me with such elegant colors
The ocean, a sky of markings from airplanes and birds that playfully danced on a cold morning
Casting written waves an endless sight
Much appreciated by an early dreamer
Each moment the day grew older and even brighter than before
The breeze was stronger leaving bones paralyzed and weak eyes weeping with each wind that blew into my visionary path
Earth is overcasted by winter and there is way out but to adapt...
Once I opened my eyes the sky brightened
As it slowly awoke from a nights rest
And greeted me with such elegant colors
The ocean, a sky of markings from airplanes and birds that playfully danced on a cold morning
Casting written waves an endless sight
Much appreciated by an early dreamer
Each moment the day grew older and even brighter than before
The breeze was stronger leaving bones paralyzed and weak eyes weeping with each wind that blew into my visionary path
Earth is overcasted by winter and there is way out but to adapt...
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