Submissions by mysticstones
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Sep 2020 5:51pm
5th Sep 2020 5:51pm
in the park
the fall of the silk
like glass
the dancer does skate
twist and twirls
as the toes do curl.
as upon a map
guided by every sign
each and every placement so by design.
tracing, the etching
the lines grooved into flowing curves
as if on air
the chill bumps move,
feel the hairs
excitement as much as a heart could bare.
the silk brushes once again,
a remembrance to when.
like glass
the dancer does skate
twist and twirls
as the toes do curl.
as upon a map
guided by every sign
each and every placement so by design.
tracing, the etching
the lines grooved into flowing curves
as if on air
the chill bumps move,
feel the hairs
excitement as much as a heart could bare.
the silk brushes once again,
a remembrance to when.
#winter
#night
#nostalgia
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2020 4:42am
4th Sep 2020 4:42am
within a tear drop
prudence,
the shutter clicks
sedimentary so fixed
set to rhyme
poetry
forever written.
morality,
gifted intentions
principles in rhythmic chime.
she strokes fate
as the quill measures
gives the heaviness
the weight.
ethics,
her wish for humanity
the cupboard is bare
a new skin comes from what has shed.
the shutter clicks
sedimentary so fixed
set to rhyme
poetry
forever written.
morality,
gifted intentions
principles in rhythmic chime.
she strokes fate
as the quill measures
gives the heaviness
the weight.
ethics,
her wish for humanity
the cupboard is bare
a new skin comes from what has shed.
#fate
#philosophical
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Aug 2020 5:19pm
25th Aug 2020 5:19pm
willing...
how could i not treasure
for you fill me with such pleasure.
my words dance upon the page
with gage,
to you, i would pledge
in all my wittiness and words said
your beauty brings me on this word filled ledge.
my muse...
within you i lose.
i seek the passion,
to smell your petals of all your attractions.
to witness as you heave your secretions.
to tongue what remains...
to drink the nectar
from your alabaster.
my pearl...
lay before me....be an island, my girl.
for you fill me with such pleasure.
my words dance upon the page
with gage,
to you, i would pledge
in all my wittiness and words said
your beauty brings me on this word filled ledge.
my muse...
within you i lose.
i seek the passion,
to smell your petals of all your attractions.
to witness as you heave your secretions.
to tongue what remains...
to drink the nectar
from your alabaster.
my pearl...
lay before me....be an island, my girl.
#UnrequitedLove
#passion
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2020 12:56pm
25th Aug 2020 12:56pm
in awe
fingers through my tresses"
oh, so reminds me of how my mind undresses
sees through the walls
seeing as it enthralls
leaving me unto your beckoned call
as the warmth of my heart drips and falls
deep deep this pulling as it paws
like a majestic magnet as it draws
non resistance without pause
beauty combining nature's laws.
oh, so reminds me of how my mind undresses
sees through the walls
seeing as it enthralls
leaving me unto your beckoned call
as the warmth of my heart drips and falls
deep deep this pulling as it paws
like a majestic magnet as it draws
non resistance without pause
beauty combining nature's laws.
#beauty
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Aug 2020 11:15pm
24th Aug 2020 11:15pm
coming from corn
when the day is long
with the night coming fast.
the missing you blues amplify
stars twinkling,
glow radiating...
the moon's beams shine upon the lake,
as I let my mind sway of what memories make.
the dreams weaving in my head.
my heart so happy yet heavy
just as I start to find a tear ....
one lone blonde hair has attached itself upon my sleeve.
and I breath, I believe and yet feel a little relieved.
I love you....
missing you is like holding a snowflake in the palm of my hand
watching her as the crystals...
with the night coming fast.
the missing you blues amplify
stars twinkling,
glow radiating...
the moon's beams shine upon the lake,
as I let my mind sway of what memories make.
the dreams weaving in my head.
my heart so happy yet heavy
just as I start to find a tear ....
one lone blonde hair has attached itself upon my sleeve.
and I breath, I believe and yet feel a little relieved.
I love you....
missing you is like holding a snowflake in the palm of my hand
watching her as the crystals...
#FirstLove
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STORY POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2020 9:27pm
23rd Aug 2020 9:27pm
Times past
so i find that the winds abate
and i sit here with this clean slate,
the moments shared
dancing the dance
in rigid and in form,
of courtly love, the verse
so not do we rehearse.
My days grow short, the ending of its light
which brings to me, a desire for more insight
knowledge is such that I seek
elevating me from the meek
searching the truth of my soul
hence, will carefully and neatly unfold.
the night,
by the waxing of our moon
i imagine a candle’s light
your alabaster, the fairness to a snow’s...
and i sit here with this clean slate,
the moments shared
dancing the dance
in rigid and in form,
of courtly love, the verse
so not do we rehearse.
My days grow short, the ending of its light
which brings to me, a desire for more insight
knowledge is such that I seek
elevating me from the meek
searching the truth of my soul
hence, will carefully and neatly unfold.
the night,
by the waxing of our moon
i imagine a candle’s light
your alabaster, the fairness to a snow’s...
#responsibility
#tradition
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2020 5:53pm
23rd Aug 2020 5:53pm
emotions and the turn
the little words
in all their rhetoric and diction
the use, so the stories and nonfiction.
bent down over as to be kneeling,
only to grasp,
wire rimed lens of colored glass.
the momentary haze,
the lightness in head, ah, but a maze.
the ticking of time,
sure as her morning’s dawn…
moments were sure to come,
oh, sub real and the sublime.
platforms and pedestals
like mushrooms caps
spiraled and round,
in rings and dusted with crap.
look down, in hand…
and the rose within the lens
the wire is bent ...
in all their rhetoric and diction
the use, so the stories and nonfiction.
bent down over as to be kneeling,
only to grasp,
wire rimed lens of colored glass.
the momentary haze,
the lightness in head, ah, but a maze.
the ticking of time,
sure as her morning’s dawn…
moments were sure to come,
oh, sub real and the sublime.
platforms and pedestals
like mushrooms caps
spiraled and round,
in rings and dusted with crap.
look down, in hand…
and the rose within the lens
the wire is bent ...
#fate
#learning
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2020 1:26pm
23rd Aug 2020 1:26pm
ink on the sleeve
the sun has set
paying his debt
giving way
to her crescent moon.
summer the feeling heat
as the breeze through the wide la fenętre, does speak.
flickering and shadowing
side to side
moving the candle's ancient light
for the long blistering night.
finger tips covered, stained, and black on the sleeve
he so plans
like that hour glass with its sand
busy to the craft
anticipating the evening's drafts
his heart, a dulling sound
the truthiness of a lover's tune.
hear it...with a rhythmic...
paying his debt
giving way
to her crescent moon.
summer the feeling heat
as the breeze through the wide la fenętre, does speak.
flickering and shadowing
side to side
moving the candle's ancient light
for the long blistering night.
finger tips covered, stained, and black on the sleeve
he so plans
like that hour glass with its sand
busy to the craft
anticipating the evening's drafts
his heart, a dulling sound
the truthiness of a lover's tune.
hear it...with a rhythmic...
#Romanticism
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Aug 2020 8:44am
18th Aug 2020 8:44am
dragonfly...
never knew i might inspire
in the essences of your rhymes,
i am so inclined
hear me, in kind.
each day.
each night.
pondering.
do i get them right?
your pen drips ink
again, i ponder and think
your erudite quill,
cosmic patterns, upon page, do spill.
LilDragonFly, contributing words
scripture to be heard.
on every subject she tends to conquer
characterized in and by nature
with rhetoric sure to capture
truly multifaceted eyed
that dragonfly,
ascribed
as pure water do some describe. ...
in the essences of your rhymes,
i am so inclined
hear me, in kind.
each day.
each night.
pondering.
do i get them right?
your pen drips ink
again, i ponder and think
your erudite quill,
cosmic patterns, upon page, do spill.
LilDragonFly, contributing words
scripture to be heard.
on every subject she tends to conquer
characterized in and by nature
with rhetoric sure to capture
truly multifaceted eyed
that dragonfly,
ascribed
as pure water do some describe. ...
#inspirational
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Aug 2020 2:04pm
17th Aug 2020 2:04pm
instructions to the game
roaming round
the pitter pats, making sounds
electrifying energy
explosive pops
illuminating my dark.
to the speed of a hummingbird's wing
so to a kitten's mock
the piercing of a serpent's fang, riddled shock.
offset the duality
bookending the plausibility
in what, i take stock.
the narrow of the most narrow
moreover a needle.
still hearing the sounds
motionlessly now
yet still roaming round.
so this is meant?
literary nonsense
utterly spent.
prolific in jargon
repeat that... i beg your pardon ...
the pitter pats, making sounds
electrifying energy
explosive pops
illuminating my dark.
to the speed of a hummingbird's wing
so to a kitten's mock
the piercing of a serpent's fang, riddled shock.
offset the duality
bookending the plausibility
in what, i take stock.
the narrow of the most narrow
moreover a needle.
still hearing the sounds
motionlessly now
yet still roaming round.
so this is meant?
literary nonsense
utterly spent.
prolific in jargon
repeat that... i beg your pardon ...
#satirical
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4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2020 4:32pm
15th Aug 2020 4:32pm
water to stone
wind swept curvature
in limitless brevity
mutating exchange
in limitless brevity
mutating exchange
#water
#evolution
479 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Aug 2020 12:10pm
5th Aug 2020 12:10pm
black tee
ah to see what is under that black tee...
oh i wonder i think i dream
oh a peek, just to see...
you taunt me...as every other eye...
they too...wonder, i sigh.
to hold you in the palm of my hand.
wrapping my fingers, as not...
to lose a grain of sand
cupped
the shadow in that dark.
let me look...
see if you are in there, giving off sparks.
like a tiny faery, the flutter of your wings
giving off blue dust,
reflecting,
oh i have to look.
what hides behind that tight fitting tee...
oh i see the curves…each and...
oh i wonder i think i dream
oh a peek, just to see...
you taunt me...as every other eye...
they too...wonder, i sigh.
to hold you in the palm of my hand.
wrapping my fingers, as not...
to lose a grain of sand
cupped
the shadow in that dark.
let me look...
see if you are in there, giving off sparks.
like a tiny faery, the flutter of your wings
giving off blue dust,
reflecting,
oh i have to look.
what hides behind that tight fitting tee...
oh i see the curves…each and...
#lust
#sensual
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