Submissions by opheliac
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 10:20am
16th Aug 2015 10:20am
Awakening
I belong in the
spring.
The awakening after
winter's deep slumber.
spring.
The awakening after
winter's deep slumber.
917 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Jul 2015 7:33pm
13th Jul 2015 7:33pm
Jealousy: blessing or a curse?
He woke up next to a small paddle of blood with a small pocketknife in his left hand. He was left handed and proud of it. He often boasted about his creativity. But one thing he hated about himself was his jealous nature. Here’s the story of a man whom we will name poor old Jack, or just plain Jack.
Poor old Jack was neither poor nor old, just a little too much of anything. A little too passionate and a true romantic at heart but he never showed it. An artist of sorts so every little thing moved him. Or should I say every little thing moved him to anger and thus he produced art. So...
Poor old Jack was neither poor nor old, just a little too much of anything. A little too passionate and a true romantic at heart but he never showed it. An artist of sorts so every little thing moved him. Or should I say every little thing moved him to anger and thus he produced art. So...
1177 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Feb 2015 9:30pm
28th Feb 2015 9:30pm
This is the sweet I want to try
pointing at the lips
he leaned closer and kissed them.
pointing at the lips
he leaned closer and kissed them.
1282 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2015 12:35pm
22nd Feb 2015 12:35pm
&
It's your day tomorrow
and I have nothing.
well, there's nothing left to be written.
you are, were and always will be.
my ampersand.
to my Dearest 22/2
and I have nothing.
well, there's nothing left to be written.
you are, were and always will be.
my ampersand.
to my Dearest 22/2
1205 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Nov 2014 4:19pm
7th Nov 2014 4:19pm
River Rouse
I am flame and you're the
water that calms me.
I am a flame and you
-instead of oil - are the
water that calms me down
into non - existence.
water that calms me.
I am a flame and you
-instead of oil - are the
water that calms me down
into non - existence.
1059 reads
25 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2014 6:17pm
23rd Oct 2014 6:17pm
Tarquin
almost afraid to breathe
you can't wake up perfection
oh necessary stillness
you can't wake up perfection
oh necessary stillness
912 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Apr 2014 11:25am
29th Apr 2014 11:25am
un-
In dreams
I'm the villain stealing from
the poor and needy
"I" the poor and needy.
I'm the villain stealing from
the poor and needy
"I" the poor and needy.
1486 reads
23 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2014 9:35am
22nd Feb 2014 9:35am
you're not you
If writing is renaming
then you're no longer you,
nor Dearest. You're a bird
that comes and goes.
A wind unworthy of a name
cause you're larger than
to my Dearest 22/02/20-forever-
then you're no longer you,
nor Dearest. You're a bird
that comes and goes.
A wind unworthy of a name
cause you're larger than
to my Dearest 22/02/20-forever-
1213 reads
38 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Nov 2013 10:59pm
28th Nov 2013 10:59pm
and the waves
this is who i am: a second hand book
at a charity shop waiting to be picked up.
yet i know better than claim my identity
in words and words like poet.
i take my place in pages that haven't
been filled yet; in the spaces that
haven't been thought of yet;
yes, the ones who distinguish one word
from another.
at a charity shop waiting to be picked up.
yet i know better than claim my identity
in words and words like poet.
i take my place in pages that haven't
been filled yet; in the spaces that
haven't been thought of yet;
yes, the ones who distinguish one word
from another.
1522 reads
36 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 6:53pm
27th Oct 2013 6:53pm
40
i'd like to keep you in my memory
just as you were
just as you were in my memory
just as you are
just as you were
just as you were in my memory
just as you are
1553 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Sep 2013 10:27pm
1st Sep 2013 10:27pm
Seashell hunting
Balancing in the sand
while seashell hunting.
That's my summer ending.
[Balancing in the sand
while summer's ending.
That's my seashell hunting.]
while seashell hunting.
That's my summer ending.
[Balancing in the sand
while summer's ending.
That's my seashell hunting.]
958 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Aug 2013 10:15am
28th Aug 2013 10:15am
Not a bitch
either black or white
rarely grey and never pink.
sometimes smokey red or -
crème and the varieties.
rarely grey and never pink.
sometimes smokey red or -
crème and the varieties.
855 reads
8 Comments
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