Submissions by natcat
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Broken
Audition rooms and memorizing lines
trying to get the look just right,
convinced
that this might be
my final great break.
Even in the brightest of eyes,
the most elaborate
of trained performers
there is a curtain that's
been prematurely
closed
covering lost and stolen
dreams. Changing
costumes, down
to my bare skin. Pretending it's
worth it, to play the game that I am in.
Waiting for the next cue to smile
again.
Sequenced with blue
ribbon regret, mascara smeared...
trying to get the look just right,
convinced
that this might be
my final great break.
Even in the brightest of eyes,
the most elaborate
of trained performers
there is a curtain that's
been prematurely
closed
covering lost and stolen
dreams. Changing
costumes, down
to my bare skin. Pretending it's
worth it, to play the game that I am in.
Waiting for the next cue to smile
again.
Sequenced with blue
ribbon regret, mascara smeared...
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Relinquish the Tides
I'm holding in my exhaling
my tidal wave of arms
now softly swaying.
My love for you
vast as a mighty ocean
wishing no more than
to caress the aesthetic notion
of your warm sandy shore
shimmering in the finest gold.
The sound of our heart beat
like crashing waves
against the shoreline,
in harmony with our love
and devotion, causing the stars
to glare in such envious frustration
at the mesmerizing lullaby
of romantic persuasion
when your soft lips meet mine.
A magical kingdom
our love has made
a...
my tidal wave of arms
now softly swaying.
My love for you
vast as a mighty ocean
wishing no more than
to caress the aesthetic notion
of your warm sandy shore
shimmering in the finest gold.
The sound of our heart beat
like crashing waves
against the shoreline,
in harmony with our love
and devotion, causing the stars
to glare in such envious frustration
at the mesmerizing lullaby
of romantic persuasion
when your soft lips meet mine.
A magical kingdom
our love has made
a...
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Orange Ambers
Your sexy brown bedroom eyes
laying in my burgundy sheets
will forever be
my favorite sight to see
smiling
I pull your incondescent
beauty of a body
slowly
up in front of me.
Your silky long hair
pushed to the side.
I love to inhale
your like sweet rosemary.
The curve of your back
touching my pierced nipples
cradled within my arms
is simply everything
that means anything
to me. My hands start to wander
to your beautiful south. Running
my fingers down...
laying in my burgundy sheets
will forever be
my favorite sight to see
smiling
I pull your incondescent
beauty of a body
slowly
up in front of me.
Your silky long hair
pushed to the side.
I love to inhale
your like sweet rosemary.
The curve of your back
touching my pierced nipples
cradled within my arms
is simply everything
that means anything
to me. My hands start to wander
to your beautiful south. Running
my fingers down...
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Kleidoscope
Driving east down University
I can't help but inhale deeply,
for the fall's colors
swiftly overtake me.
Like the sweet wonderment
of a kleidoscope
indescribable and fanciful
mixed arrays of assortment
illuminating every tree,
every limb blushing against the next.
Varied hues flirting in the wind
I find myself in awe
whole body captivated
by this sight so near,wondering
if within these plush houses
for the upscale and affluent
do they gaze out their windows too?
Do they inhale the color
spectrum, the same way I do?
I can't help but inhale deeply,
for the fall's colors
swiftly overtake me.
Like the sweet wonderment
of a kleidoscope
indescribable and fanciful
mixed arrays of assortment
illuminating every tree,
every limb blushing against the next.
Varied hues flirting in the wind
I find myself in awe
whole body captivated
by this sight so near,wondering
if within these plush houses
for the upscale and affluent
do they gaze out their windows too?
Do they inhale the color
spectrum, the same way I do?
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Tipped Too Heavy
Arguement popped explosive
shearing white light
steaming mist. I look
below to my stomach
a abcess enclosed cyst
of where we once could coexist.
A cyclonic soul seething
bruised lips
wheels pulling tattered levers
tipped too heavy
on my side
curled up facing you
tears rolling
silent screams
I am holding.
shearing white light
steaming mist. I look
below to my stomach
a abcess enclosed cyst
of where we once could coexist.
A cyclonic soul seething
bruised lips
wheels pulling tattered levers
tipped too heavy
on my side
curled up facing you
tears rolling
silent screams
I am holding.
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Entwined
My growing heart glitters
with sparks of excitement
complete throes of merriment
the sight of my hand in yours,
like rainbow colored bands
covering square tile floors
by warm spilled milk
and your kittens'
pink, lavishing tongues.
Your brown eyes secretly peeking
above your coffee cup
me knowing too well
a beautiful grin is hidden.
Outside in our back garden
fireflies are serenading us
with a secret dance
of acknowledgement.
Green flashes of light
by spinning wind chimes.
Beneath the sheets
...
with sparks of excitement
complete throes of merriment
the sight of my hand in yours,
like rainbow colored bands
covering square tile floors
by warm spilled milk
and your kittens'
pink, lavishing tongues.
Your brown eyes secretly peeking
above your coffee cup
me knowing too well
a beautiful grin is hidden.
Outside in our back garden
fireflies are serenading us
with a secret dance
of acknowledgement.
Green flashes of light
by spinning wind chimes.
Beneath the sheets
...
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1878
Rushed hushes, erotic quick glances
hidden sexual advances,
fleeting apprehensions
quill inked then lipstick sealed
romantic persuasions.
Poetry from me meticulously
delivered by your obedient maid
of the mansion.
The world unaware, forbidden fruit
in quiet we share.
Sneaking into your chambers
I muster up my nerves
feeling quite mischevious,
knowing this would cause
all previous patrons envious.
Opening your door
softly I find you
my life, my world, my dream.
The only one I adore.
The woman I would lay my...
hidden sexual advances,
fleeting apprehensions
quill inked then lipstick sealed
romantic persuasions.
Poetry from me meticulously
delivered by your obedient maid
of the mansion.
The world unaware, forbidden fruit
in quiet we share.
Sneaking into your chambers
I muster up my nerves
feeling quite mischevious,
knowing this would cause
all previous patrons envious.
Opening your door
softly I find you
my life, my world, my dream.
The only one I adore.
The woman I would lay my...
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Another Vacant Lot
The same image always creeps in.
Late at night when I'm teetering
between reality and vulnerability
to sights and sounds
beyond my own imagination.
I'm prisoner to malicious schemes
forcing me to watch but having to
hold my every breath in. A once
large, yellow house...welcoming
and all together my father's dream.
A million and two different memories
growing up with love and love lost,
thrown into a churning, hail storm.
Guilt of neglect and
once weather strong,
panel by panel rips off,
exposing it's inner sides....
Late at night when I'm teetering
between reality and vulnerability
to sights and sounds
beyond my own imagination.
I'm prisoner to malicious schemes
forcing me to watch but having to
hold my every breath in. A once
large, yellow house...welcoming
and all together my father's dream.
A million and two different memories
growing up with love and love lost,
thrown into a churning, hail storm.
Guilt of neglect and
once weather strong,
panel by panel rips off,
exposing it's inner sides....
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