Submissions by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am fluid polygender, identifying as both “she/her” & ”they/them” • Panromantic and married to the love of my life! 🏳️🌈 Poetry on mental illness, spirituality, LGBTQIA2+ experiences, and surviving DV.
Addicted to the Narcissist
puff puff yay
borderline insane
drugged toxic misanthropy
poison infected causality
seeking desperately out
wait for the come down
float away
borderline insane
drugged toxic misanthropy
poison infected causality
seeking desperately out
wait for the come down
float away
#abuse
#drugs
#FeelingTrapped
#MentalHealth
#fear
585 reads
2 Comments
Remaining in Magic (I Vow)
You are a delicate flower
Such as the daisy I observe
Late on a slow summer’s eve
Graced by the chirping of birds
The scent of Queen Ann’s Lace
Draws atent my gaze to you
Swirling about in the meadows
That we call home; what a valiant view
We laugh and dance like little girls
Stretching our arms up to the sky
And begin to slumber under the stars
The moon smiling upon us all night
So I dream of you in fairyland
A secret garden to explore
Each petal tells a different tale
Such as you wielding a...
Such as the daisy I observe
Late on a slow summer’s eve
Graced by the chirping of birds
The scent of Queen Ann’s Lace
Draws atent my gaze to you
Swirling about in the meadows
That we call home; what a valiant view
We laugh and dance like little girls
Stretching our arms up to the sky
And begin to slumber under the stars
The moon smiling upon us all night
So I dream of you in fairyland
A secret garden to explore
Each petal tells a different tale
Such as you wielding a...
#happiness
#girlfriend
#flowers
#nature
#admiration
759 reads
12 Comments
Nightmarred
Last night, the twists of black bled a new instigation of dismay… The dark kitten, with a void punctured acerbic; hard and skeletal, is submerged in a steaming pool of white wine. A woman approaches, and observes to an out-drawn soul, “Oh child, it doesn’t hurt.” Then her lips moisten, as she turns the void with swift pounds of her razor-knuckled fist. The dark kitten hastens; thrashes, but remains silent to the void. Ever deep; the wound deepens. A sustained blood flow, unclotting. Then the girl, crying, appears; she implores the woman to heed, but the hag persists. Mourns of the child echo...
#dark
#cats
#despair
#nightmares
#curse
630 reads
8 Comments
The Third Dead Bird
While driving to work earlier today, I came to a country road where a considerable gathering of birds were basking gleefully on the warm sun-enriched pavement. Hoping they would scatter and fly out of my way, as any wise bird usually does, I didn’t touch the brake. Regrettably, halfway through the flock an unlucky fledgling hit the grill of my car. In the rearview mirror, I saw that I had killed it, as it lay limp amidst its more-fortunate community members.
Returning down that road later in the day, the birds had settled again in my way. I drove cautiously this time as not to harm...
Returning down that road later in the day, the birds had settled again in my way. I drove cautiously this time as not to harm...
#death
#birds
#satirical
#ShortStory
#cars
493 reads
10 Comments
Don't Fan The Flames
penny for your thoughts they say...
my thoughts are too deep to sell so cheap...
tinged with regrets...
paid too high a price...
truth isn’t nice...
let sleeping dragons alone...
lest their fire burn all to the bone...
by LMB
my thoughts are too deep to sell so cheap...
tinged with regrets...
paid too high a price...
truth isn’t nice...
let sleeping dragons alone...
lest their fire burn all to the bone...
by LMB
#regret
#dark
#secrets
#memories
#disappointment
580 reads
4 Comments
Call Me Geometry
call me geometry
drain the fluid from my veins
liquify my insides while the
alchemist eats up my remains
bleach tightened optic nerves
to transmute your evil castings
now stare into the crystal ball
and recalculate my misfortunes
it’s the romanticized history of a
starving teenage beauty queen
playing funhouse in the mirrors
cutting away all inequalities
melt muted tormented reflections
drawing me into fatal chemistry
manipulations of the prefrontal cortex
recast the tortured soul unseeing
from the ashes of...
drain the fluid from my veins
liquify my insides while the
alchemist eats up my remains
bleach tightened optic nerves
to transmute your evil castings
now stare into the crystal ball
and recalculate my misfortunes
it’s the romanticized history of a
starving teenage beauty queen
playing funhouse in the mirrors
cutting away all inequalities
melt muted tormented reflections
drawing me into fatal chemistry
manipulations of the prefrontal cortex
recast the tortured soul unseeing
from the ashes of...
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#healing
#surreal
571 reads
12 Comments
The Walls Reinstall
Light is easy to love;
show me your darkness.”
I honestly don’t know how to talk about it
I don’t know how to talk about it honestly
this... depression
when two weeks ago, my eyes
flung open as I was trying
to fall asleep next to you
because the urges were there
once again
how the memories of him
sometimes still overwhelm
and steal my breath away
it’s so complicated
I’m afraid you might judge
or worse; be hurt
by the knots that twist up my heart...
show me your darkness.”
I honestly don’t know how to talk about it
I don’t know how to talk about it honestly
this... depression
when two weeks ago, my eyes
flung open as I was trying
to fall asleep next to you
because the urges were there
once again
how the memories of him
sometimes still overwhelm
and steal my breath away
it’s so complicated
I’m afraid you might judge
or worse; be hurt
by the knots that twist up my heart...
#depression
#relationships
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#vulnerability
988 reads
18 Comments
I Failed Youth
for now
that time alone
I crave in magnitude
and so
be you brilliant, moon gazer
yearning at your soul
of stings unseen
untangle
the web of my zodiac
disperse these moods
center me
enveloped in your midnight cold
yarn me moonbeams
of iridescence
ancients once told of
but I failed to show
and I lost my home
should I have known?
that time alone
I crave in magnitude
and so
be you brilliant, moon gazer
yearning at your soul
of stings unseen
untangle
the web of my zodiac
disperse these moods
center me
enveloped in your midnight cold
yarn me moonbeams
of iridescence
ancients once told of
but I failed to show
and I lost my home
should I have known?
#moon
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
#nostalgia
557 reads
15 Comments
This Haunting from Yesteryear
the smell of cold exhaust
pollutes my nostrils
forming a sadness that drips
with cerulean tears
this song seeps into my senses
arousing sensations
inexplicable
producing verse with reminiscent fear
the sound of sterile snowflakes
in stale winter air
that allows them to stall
stagnant in the atmosphere
thus unfolding a frequency
I would rather not ride out
switching the stations now
not letting that static interfere
pollutes my nostrils
forming a sadness that drips
with cerulean tears
this song seeps into my senses
arousing sensations
inexplicable
producing verse with reminiscent fear
the sound of sterile snowflakes
in stale winter air
that allows them to stall
stagnant in the atmosphere
thus unfolding a frequency
I would rather not ride out
switching the stations now
not letting that static interfere
#dark
#snow
#music
#memories
#surreal
564 reads
10 Comments
Smudge Blessing
May the memories
of this house fade
for my dwellings
to make way
May I be protected
while I’m here
as well as loved ones
I hold dear
May this hearth
become my home
cleanse my spirit
and heal my soul
of this house fade
for my dwellings
to make way
May I be protected
while I’m here
as well as loved ones
I hold dear
May this hearth
become my home
cleanse my spirit
and heal my soul
#home
#spiritual
#pagan
#healing
#rhyming
613 reads
22 Comments
Mantric Sounds to Fall Asleep
Cooling ground
Beneath my feet
Slowing down
With each heart beat
Peace is found
Among the trees
Beneath my feet
Slowing down
With each heart beat
Peace is found
Among the trees
#nature
#Buddhist
#rhyming
#insomnia
#minimalist
577 reads
10 Comments
By The Ink of My Skin
I walk the stairs
to the parlor
sitting down
I recline
close my eyes
hear the sound
special wavelengths
magnetize
and dissolve
fading pigment
on my finger
where a promise
was once made
one year later
after the hatred
I grieve for you
confused
while I remove
this tattooed
wedding ring
familiar sting
effort made
only in vain
lessons learned
the laser snaps
another pang
but this time
it’s my heart
that cries your name
...
to the parlor
sitting down
I recline
close my eyes
hear the sound
special wavelengths
magnetize
and dissolve
fading pigment
on my finger
where a promise
was once made
one year later
after the hatred
I grieve for you
confused
while I remove
this tattooed
wedding ring
familiar sting
effort made
only in vain
lessons learned
the laser snaps
another pang
but this time
it’s my heart
that cries your name
...
#grief
#strength
#heartbroken
#confusion
#healing
890 reads
7 Comments
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