Submissions by mysticstones
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jan 2020 6:18am
25th Jan 2020 6:18am
nightly sky
this moment, i gaze
as the flurries filter my haze
this night above as the sky lights
holding back what frights
fullness of her grace
in her constant pace
a clearing to see, now she,
can peer upon me
as the flurries filter my haze
this night above as the sky lights
holding back what frights
fullness of her grace
in her constant pace
a clearing to see, now she,
can peer upon me
#night
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2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Jan 2020 4:28pm
24th Jan 2020 4:28pm
hair
Poetry and hair
Or just poetry
Or maybe just hair…
For just a moment sit back in your chair.
And hear if you dare
About…
the length of hair
So here is to history
And a little story
So sad but true…
This girl sat in a tower high
Just waiting on this boy to come by…
Waiting, waiting the day long…
Would you think sitting she sang a song?
But alas, he would appear…
the sweet boy without fear
For all the world to hear…
Rapunzel, Rapunzel …throw down your hair…
Her locks sun of gold…
Was the boy a...
Or just poetry
Or maybe just hair…
For just a moment sit back in your chair.
And hear if you dare
About…
the length of hair
So here is to history
And a little story
So sad but true…
This girl sat in a tower high
Just waiting on this boy to come by…
Waiting, waiting the day long…
Would you think sitting she sang a song?
But alas, he would appear…
the sweet boy without fear
For all the world to hear…
Rapunzel, Rapunzel …throw down your hair…
Her locks sun of gold…
Was the boy a...
#dreams
459 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2020 1:57pm
24th Jan 2020 1:57pm
searching
within
a mystic shadow,
you
know.
a mystic shadow,
you
know.
#relationships
550 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2020 00:59am
24th Jan 2020 00:59am
with silence
shall
the
darkness
feather
human
violence?
the
darkness
feather
human
violence?
#humankind
420 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2020 1:36pm
23rd Jan 2020 1:36pm
For François
Spun and pulled sugar
your gentle breath, you blew
hidden, within your hands, a vase grew.
And more your offerings of glacieristic glaze,
unto King Louis’ wonder, your efforts, they do amaze.
Great steward of your master, Prince De Conde
their deeds…
unfold from cards they did play.
Forfeited integrity,
lack of loyalty,
now for the absurdity.
Written antidotes, the absence of fish,
go a head François make your wish,
April the day of twenty four,
could you not linger any more?
Your detail to perfection, ...
your gentle breath, you blew
hidden, within your hands, a vase grew.
And more your offerings of glacieristic glaze,
unto King Louis’ wonder, your efforts, they do amaze.
Great steward of your master, Prince De Conde
their deeds…
unfold from cards they did play.
Forfeited integrity,
lack of loyalty,
now for the absurdity.
Written antidotes, the absence of fish,
go a head François make your wish,
April the day of twenty four,
could you not linger any more?
Your detail to perfection, ...
#historical
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2020 10:24am
18th Jan 2020 10:24am
the daunting of his clock
The daunting of his clock.
falling, portraying, yet a knock
to me a shock.
let me, and my deepness
be so cleverly shown.
And if the cross of a lover’s heart
well, surely life could not stop,
for next spring, always, will bring the lark.
What if the barrenness becomes the miss
and the clock ticks its last,
will I be no more than man less?
Lack of gold and its shimmer
the cradle, newness, a future,
the petal of a flower…a lotus
as it floats, hues of pinks and blues.
Hey you, witness its beauty…its sanctioned lust ...
falling, portraying, yet a knock
to me a shock.
let me, and my deepness
be so cleverly shown.
And if the cross of a lover’s heart
well, surely life could not stop,
for next spring, always, will bring the lark.
What if the barrenness becomes the miss
and the clock ticks its last,
will I be no more than man less?
Lack of gold and its shimmer
the cradle, newness, a future,
the petal of a flower…a lotus
as it floats, hues of pinks and blues.
Hey you, witness its beauty…its sanctioned lust ...
#LifeCycle
529 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Jan 2020 5:40am
16th Jan 2020 5:40am
a dribble
#lust
#temptation
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STORY POEM
Published
15th Jan 2020 3:30pm
15th Jan 2020 3:30pm
pen and scribble
shadows weep from a star's light
illuminating,
the comfort of you, in spite
hesitating,
with pen,
the scribble, i write.
within the willows
so i kneel,
in a softness of prayer
as to an altar,
i appeal.
to plead during this trial
to be but a dendrophile,
yes, I confess,
to nothing less.
a witching call to the shadow's star
i wonder where you are?
for as i bed tonight
hear my fright.
my whispers and their plight
grip me tight
so you might
become my sloyd
with, ...
illuminating,
the comfort of you, in spite
hesitating,
with pen,
the scribble, i write.
within the willows
so i kneel,
in a softness of prayer
as to an altar,
i appeal.
to plead during this trial
to be but a dendrophile,
yes, I confess,
to nothing less.
a witching call to the shadow's star
i wonder where you are?
for as i bed tonight
hear my fright.
my whispers and their plight
grip me tight
so you might
become my sloyd
with, ...
#love
#nature
#frustration
433 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2020 1:53pm
14th Jan 2020 1:53pm
mountain's call
Pages turn each by hand
The wisdom drips through time, just as sand
Memories are as rainbows
Colorful with the possibilities of gold.
These are little stories, I have been told.
Once again, the outreaching
Once again, a soulful soul seeking,
Mountains shadow down upon me
Making me see and only to believe
Still, amongst the sunset…
Make your stream’s fertile and wet.
Did I hear you call?
Are your canyons whispering from their walls
Or is it my imagination, all and all.
The wisdom drips through time, just as sand
Memories are as rainbows
Colorful with the possibilities of gold.
These are little stories, I have been told.
Once again, the outreaching
Once again, a soulful soul seeking,
Mountains shadow down upon me
Making me see and only to believe
Still, amongst the sunset…
Make your stream’s fertile and wet.
Did I hear you call?
Are your canyons whispering from their walls
Or is it my imagination, all and all.
#nature
#mountains
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2020 1:35pm
13th Jan 2020 1:35pm
the claymore
I banish my sword
impregnated rust dulls
inscription fades…
the jewels that blossomed the hilt
now, the glitter sleeps.
many are the battles a claymore speaks.
Truth in heritage
a stock brewed
careful attention
the annealing, the tempering
the magnitude of conception
the forging
formatting life
the strength….
durability and retention
But alas,
let not, the temper fade,
for death becomes the blade.
impregnated rust dulls
inscription fades…
the jewels that blossomed the hilt
now, the glitter sleeps.
many are the battles a claymore speaks.
Truth in heritage
a stock brewed
careful attention
the annealing, the tempering
the magnitude of conception
the forging
formatting life
the strength….
durability and retention
But alas,
let not, the temper fade,
for death becomes the blade.
#LifeStruggles
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2020 1:32pm
13th Jan 2020 1:32pm
hey you
just a note
may it find you well
may it find you fine
for you have been on my mind
days go by
and even hours tick bye
and under it all
I wait only with a sigh
times do they never change
futures what do they hold
in a crystal ball
my colors ... bright and bold
solid as stone
and solid I stand alone
I love you
why .....such a mystery to me
but
each day, I wake with you on my mind
each night,
I close my eyes with you,
in my sight.
may it find you well
may it find you fine
for you have been on my mind
days go by
and even hours tick bye
and under it all
I wait only with a sigh
times do they never change
futures what do they hold
in a crystal ball
my colors ... bright and bold
solid as stone
and solid I stand alone
I love you
why .....such a mystery to me
but
each day, I wake with you on my mind
each night,
I close my eyes with you,
in my sight.
#love
429 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
12th Jan 2020 6:17pm
12th Jan 2020 6:17pm
MAKE ME AN ANGEL
And so I whisper into the night.
a call unto you.
the wind is dying down
the rustling of leaves
providing movements in sound.
sweet whispers upon my ears
a longing, I so want to hear.
witch -like shadows fill my air
the swirling of flames
as the cauldron burns,
hickory and smoke.
Stir. One, two, three
and then in reverse,
make me a match
One… I’d might catch.
sent from down below
or up above,
if that’s the direction of my flow.
make me an angel
with a soft hazy glow
by the hand, she shall...
a call unto you.
the wind is dying down
the rustling of leaves
providing movements in sound.
sweet whispers upon my ears
a longing, I so want to hear.
witch -like shadows fill my air
the swirling of flames
as the cauldron burns,
hickory and smoke.
Stir. One, two, three
and then in reverse,
make me a match
One… I’d might catch.
sent from down below
or up above,
if that’s the direction of my flow.
make me an angel
with a soft hazy glow
by the hand, she shall...
#night
#fate
#witches
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