Submissions by nightbirdblue
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.
Self-Neglect
It’s one of those days
I lack the motivation
To even get off of the couch
We have company over
Yet I’m huddled under a blanket
With my hood up and antisocial
Granted it’s still early
But now they’re waking up too
My feet are poking out from the blanket
And this makes me insecure
But my wife tucks the blanket
Back over my feet
Because she knows
She’s trying to let me know
That I should get up
And be more presentable
But I can’t muster the will
To take care of myself today
...
I lack the motivation
To even get off of the couch
We have company over
Yet I’m huddled under a blanket
With my hood up and antisocial
Granted it’s still early
But now they’re waking up too
My feet are poking out from the blanket
And this makes me insecure
But my wife tucks the blanket
Back over my feet
Because she knows
She’s trying to let me know
That I should get up
And be more presentable
But I can’t muster the will
To take care of myself today
...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
166 reads
10 Comments
Shooting Stars
we both gasped
looking toward the night sky
and pointing in opposite directions
relevant to the nature of our journey
separated by lack of communication
yet our inclinations brought us back together
to stand here in awe at the beauty
of a celestial show
stars showering in motion
across the horizon
drawing a line
to your heart from mine
tying us into an embrace
with fingers interlaced
looking toward the night sky
and pointing in opposite directions
relevant to the nature of our journey
separated by lack of communication
yet our inclinations brought us back together
to stand here in awe at the beauty
of a celestial show
stars showering in motion
across the horizon
drawing a line
to your heart from mine
tying us into an embrace
with fingers interlaced
#FallingInLove
#NaPoWriMo2024
#stars
#wife
#fate
175 reads
11 Comments
Luna’s Allure
awoke from a dream
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
#admiration
#gratitude
#moon
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
116 reads
6 Comments
Invisible Illness
lost the words
lost the time
stepping out of reality
stepping out of rhyme
struggle to find
the rules don’t apply
my mind
does not
comply
trying to define
something you can’t see
how to describe
invisibility
under gravity
these laws of
normality
circumvent me
sentience
swept aside
it is here I reside
slowly losing time
to this
mental illness
lost the time
stepping out of reality
stepping out of rhyme
struggle to find
the rules don’t apply
my mind
does not
comply
trying to define
something you can’t see
how to describe
invisibility
under gravity
these laws of
normality
circumvent me
sentience
swept aside
it is here I reside
slowly losing time
to this
mental illness
#depression
#emptiness
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
168 reads
4 Comments
How To Disappear Completely
Darkness breathes
Like a living thing
Thrumming rib bones
Exhaling smoke
And I can smell your
Breath for days
It’s getting harder
Just to breath
I am stagnant in stale air
Visiting my hollow stare
Upon a world of pain
Of predictable delusions
I dilute my presence
As my pupils dilate
Into distant dimensions
I can’t look away
I fade
Into the shadows
And d i s a p p e a r . . .
Like a living thing
Thrumming rib bones
Exhaling smoke
And I can smell your
Breath for days
It’s getting harder
Just to breath
I am stagnant in stale air
Visiting my hollow stare
Upon a world of pain
Of predictable delusions
I dilute my presence
As my pupils dilate
Into distant dimensions
I can’t look away
I fade
Into the shadows
And d i s a p p e a r . . .
#abuse
#depression
#emptiness
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
155 reads
10 Comments
At Death’s Door
i am choked by the twisting vines of melancholia
hypnotizing petrichor fills my tarred lungs
i miss meandering meadows in mystical lands
and being mesmerized with each magical leaf
the last petal of an
enchanted flower falls;
an incantation…
i have lost my map to the forbidden knowledge
spellbound by the curse of a creature’s wrath
i am tortured by malignant tumors in my chest
the last shimmers of poison escaping my lips
i am aware of mother nature’s
decisive sorcery;
all things end…
hypnotizing petrichor fills my tarred lungs
i miss meandering meadows in mystical lands
and being mesmerized with each magical leaf
the last petal of an
enchanted flower falls;
an incantation…
i have lost my map to the forbidden knowledge
spellbound by the curse of a creature’s wrath
i am tortured by malignant tumors in my chest
the last shimmers of poison escaping my lips
i am aware of mother nature’s
decisive sorcery;
all things end…
#death
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#cancer
#NaPoWriMo2024
177 reads
6 Comments
The Sound of Silence
It is a lost echo
a wandering ghost
an empty room in a Victorian house
It is dust piled on unopened books
a writer’s empty page
a slow winter snowfall
It is incense burning
warm sunshine upon dozing cats
the steady growth of a plant
It is that pause between breaths
an unvisited gravestone
a still woodland pond
It is the artist’s inner concentration
the awe at gazing upon shooting stars
the stage in an empty theatre ...
a wandering ghost
an empty room in a Victorian house
It is dust piled on unopened books
a writer’s empty page
a slow winter snowfall
It is incense burning
warm sunshine upon dozing cats
the steady growth of a plant
It is that pause between breaths
an unvisited gravestone
a still woodland pond
It is the artist’s inner concentration
the awe at gazing upon shooting stars
the stage in an empty theatre ...
#silence
#spiritual
#meditation
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2024
124 reads
6 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
105 reads
4 Comments
Major Depressive
Depression waits
Around the corner
Lurking in the dark unknown
Depression weights
Deep in my soul
Clawing when I’m all alone
When did the moon
Get so heavy
A burden of light and hope
Why does the moon
Cut me so
A crescent razor to cope
It may take years
To face my fears
And overcome this plight
The end isn’t near
But my eyes are clear
And I’ll never give up the fight
Around the corner
Lurking in the dark unknown
Depression weights
Deep in my soul
Clawing when I’m all alone
When did the moon
Get so heavy
A burden of light and hope
Why does the moon
Cut me so
A crescent razor to cope
It may take years
To face my fears
And overcome this plight
The end isn’t near
But my eyes are clear
And I’ll never give up the fight
#depression
#hope
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
105 reads
6 Comments
Revelation
I saw a shooting star
before the sun had risen
I wished for us, near or far
to holdfast our intuition
I closed my eyes and saw
upon that inhaled moment
contentment of our hearts
a vulnerable exposure
and dreary days consoled
snuggled up under blankets
our hands together fold
into cashed-in rain checks
for that’s how love becomes
while the birds pluck the worm
and the bees dutifully buzz
I’ll be your only girl
before the sun had risen
I wished for us, near or far
to holdfast our intuition
I closed my eyes and saw
upon that inhaled moment
contentment of our hearts
a vulnerable exposure
and dreary days consoled
snuggled up under blankets
our hands together fold
into cashed-in rain checks
for that’s how love becomes
while the birds pluck the worm
and the bees dutifully buzz
I’ll be your only girl
#love
#wife
#romantic
#NaPoWriMo2024
#crush
262 reads
8 Comments
Revival
I have pondered as of late
The time we share in this space
How once so many years ago
Those memories have faded
But I used to know
You recall and tell the tales
Stories of our love unveiled
And I know I smoked too much dope
As the details blurred and I lost hope
I thought the day would never come
But to my surprise you told me first
Like a lost bird in stormy winds ablown
My broken wings wouldn’t bring me home
So you cleared the skies
With your glittering green eyes
To show me where I had lost my way ...
The time we share in this space
How once so many years ago
Those memories have faded
But I used to know
You recall and tell the tales
Stories of our love unveiled
And I know I smoked too much dope
As the details blurred and I lost hope
I thought the day would never come
But to my surprise you told me first
Like a lost bird in stormy winds ablown
My broken wings wouldn’t bring me home
So you cleared the skies
With your glittering green eyes
To show me where I had lost my way ...
#love
#wife
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2024
#fate
119 reads
4 Comments
Clandestine
Secrets kept
Now unfold
The stories told
Shaping the mold
Here I’ve wept
Never known
Knowledge withhold
Resentment grown
Cannot forget
The truth controlled
Not consoled
Deceit threefold
I confess
Mercy sold
For price unknown
For glittering gold
Words of regret
To behold
Guile foretold
I was scold’
Wisdom inept
Cowards not bold
Shaking cold
I’m all alone
Now unfold
The stories told
Shaping the mold
Here I’ve wept
Never known
Knowledge withhold
Resentment grown
Cannot forget
The truth controlled
Not consoled
Deceit threefold
I confess
Mercy sold
For price unknown
For glittering gold
Words of regret
To behold
Guile foretold
I was scold’
Wisdom inept
Cowards not bold
Shaking cold
I’m all alone
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
#deception
#NaPoWriMo2024
163 reads
10 Comments
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