Submissions by neves
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
When the curls start to speak
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th May 2024 2:09am
26th May 2024 2:09am
Beauty is in the being that felt it
I sit with diprosalic
in my hair bathing in it,
believing in it, allowing
it to acknowledge dead
scales laying secretly
around my crown
I pick up my
double sided comb,
gliding and lifting
dead skin from
my scalp
I remember
vividly as a child;
being combed
to death making
sure there wasn't
a single flake to
be discovered,
then I remember
how every pain
began to form
each scale left
upon my head
how beauty
is actually ...
in my hair bathing in it,
believing in it, allowing
it to acknowledge dead
scales laying secretly
around my crown
I pick up my
double sided comb,
gliding and lifting
dead skin from
my scalp
I remember
vividly as a child;
being combed
to death making
sure there wasn't
a single flake to
be discovered,
then I remember
how every pain
began to form
each scale left
upon my head
how beauty
is actually ...
#confessional
#vulnerability
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th May 2024 9:59am
24th May 2024 9:59am
Cockspur
Nobody considers
the way lightning
strikes a home
through open
windows.
the way lightning
strikes a home
through open
windows.
#metaphor
#minimalist
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd May 2024 2:17am
23rd May 2024 2:17am
Three cans of monsters, a packet of rice cakes with hummus and strawberry lances later
I. am. pissed. the. fuck.off
because some
dickweed always
has an answer
to everything,
thinks they
know the answer
to. absolutely.
every. pissing. thing.
that's happening in
this damn place,
if you looked at him
you'd believe he's
still wet from the
fucking womb
he acts like it too
usually when
everything he's
suggested goes
in the opposite
direction and
gets served
the blame
and rightly so.
He always throws ...
because some
dickweed always
has an answer
to everything,
thinks they
know the answer
to. absolutely.
every. pissing. thing.
that's happening in
this damn place,
if you looked at him
you'd believe he's
still wet from the
fucking womb
he acts like it too
usually when
everything he's
suggested goes
in the opposite
direction and
gets served
the blame
and rightly so.
He always throws ...
#confessional
#job
#anger
#bittersweet
#frustration
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th May 2024 11:57pm
20th May 2024 11:57pm
Storm Jez
It ends or continues
that's how you roll
through the lightning,
igniting scars across
your skin turning
into life long
lessons
it's how you deal
with the rumbling
of thunderstorms,
echoing through
your ears as you
wake up from
a nightmare
because we're
all storm jez, we
either end or
continue.
that's how you roll
through the lightning,
igniting scars across
your skin turning
into life long
lessons
it's how you deal
with the rumbling
of thunderstorms,
echoing through
your ears as you
wake up from
a nightmare
because we're
all storm jez, we
either end or
continue.
#confessional
#LifeCycle
#nature #storm
#nature #storm
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th May 2024 11:28am
20th May 2024 11:28am
Taste of champagne
One of my girls
got talking to me tonight
asking if ever thought
about going back
in the game,
it was a
good question
but she was always
a hard hitter in
that way
I said things change
my lovely,
situations pull us
in all kinds of
directions
and people
like us evolve
into what we
are born to do
I kept my response
to that alone;
knowing she
pulled herself out ...
got talking to me tonight
asking if ever thought
about going back
in the game,
it was a
good question
but she was always
a hard hitter in
that way
I said things change
my lovely,
situations pull us
in all kinds of
directions
and people
like us evolve
into what we
are born to do
I kept my response
to that alone;
knowing she
pulled herself out ...
#confessional
#LifeCycle
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st May 2024 2:45pm
1st May 2024 2:45pm
Those sister signs have got it in for me
They personify day
that burning star
hanging in blue skies
like a stranger, my
pupils dilating in
and out settling
into the light
they shed.
I personify night
that bombay cat
under a streetlight
replicating chaos
beneath a humid
dark summer sky,
cleaning whiskers
in the aftermath of
marking their skin
in rituals, slowly
peeling away a
unfamiliarity in
their core.
that burning star
hanging in blue skies
like a stranger, my
pupils dilating in
and out settling
into the light
they shed.
I personify night
that bombay cat
under a streetlight
replicating chaos
beneath a humid
dark summer sky,
cleaning whiskers
in the aftermath of
marking their skin
in rituals, slowly
peeling away a
unfamiliarity in
their core.
#erotic
#LGBT
#love
#polyamory
#relationships
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2024 11:40pm
26th Apr 2024 11:40pm
Animal matter
What if I said
there are hard parts i'll never reveal,
if I said how wind knows my back
more than most people
well, maybe you oughta know
exactly where i'm coming from
in the way my skin has been handled
like carcasses in a slaughterhouse
battered into soft leather matter,
durable, wrapped round large hands
that turned everything into shit soon
as the callous parts touched it,
maybe you oughta know
exactly where i'm coming from
in the way my fingers switch on the news ...
there are hard parts i'll never reveal,
if I said how wind knows my back
more than most people
well, maybe you oughta know
exactly where i'm coming from
in the way my skin has been handled
like carcasses in a slaughterhouse
battered into soft leather matter,
durable, wrapped round large hands
that turned everything into shit soon
as the callous parts touched it,
maybe you oughta know
exactly where i'm coming from
in the way my fingers switch on the news ...
#confessional
#nature
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2024 7:46pm
22nd Apr 2024 7:46pm
I don't say it often
but my fingers
prefer carving
into your skin
than turning
over pages.
prefer carving
into your skin
than turning
over pages.
#minimalist
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2024 9:11pm
13th Apr 2024 9:11pm
130°F
Somebody once told me
that i'm pretty feral
about dumbasses
which brings me to
the dumbass i'm
about to throw
down on paper,
if I had it my way
I would have made
you drank a litre of
full proof vodka
because fuckers
like you don't know
what it is to burn,
how it feels to have
your throat shut off
to the point all you
can think about is
is turning back to
bottles of comfort,
the only mercy
i'd allow is to be
able to breathe
through...
that i'm pretty feral
about dumbasses
which brings me to
the dumbass i'm
about to throw
down on paper,
if I had it my way
I would have made
you drank a litre of
full proof vodka
because fuckers
like you don't know
what it is to burn,
how it feels to have
your throat shut off
to the point all you
can think about is
is turning back to
bottles of comfort,
the only mercy
i'd allow is to be
able to breathe
through...
#confessional
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Apr 2024 11:34pm
12th Apr 2024 11:34pm
What a shame
To believe
giving a fuck
came with
my outfit.
giving a fuck
came with
my outfit.
#minimalist
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Apr 2024 5:01pm
7th Apr 2024 5:01pm
On that particular spark
There's no denying
those regimental ways
tucked in your bones
or your sarcasm
making me laugh
until I burst,
the way you turn
up having carefully
planned out a day
before it begins
as I insist on
being a tease by
calling you the
itinerary king
and in return
you remind me
how shameless
and feral I am.
Truth is I adore
that most about
you and about us
how you show up
like a burning star
hanging in skies
filled with...
those regimental ways
tucked in your bones
or your sarcasm
making me laugh
until I burst,
the way you turn
up having carefully
planned out a day
before it begins
as I insist on
being a tease by
calling you the
itinerary king
and in return
you remind me
how shameless
and feral I am.
Truth is I adore
that most about
you and about us
how you show up
like a burning star
hanging in skies
filled with...
#love
#LGBT
#confessional
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2024 4:18am
1st Apr 2024 4:18am
The hardest part
is that on some nights
I still hear that
lamb crying out,
finding myself falling
asleep with bones
protruding inside
of my throat
as innocence
buries itself into
my endless pit
for a stomach
before jowls
salivate in mercy
praying for empty
baptisms inside
a white-font,
I guess it isn't
in the stopping
it's learning
to live with
that lamb,
soothing
every time
it needs to
call out.
I still hear that
lamb crying out,
finding myself falling
asleep with bones
protruding inside
of my throat
as innocence
buries itself into
my endless pit
for a stomach
before jowls
salivate in mercy
praying for empty
baptisms inside
a white-font,
I guess it isn't
in the stopping
it's learning
to live with
that lamb,
soothing
every time
it needs to
call out.
#abuse
#confessional
#EatingDisorder
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