Submissions by pdh431
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Do
Do you see me.
Do you hear me.
Do you feel me.
Do you need me.
Do you want me.
Will you walk with me.
Will you dream with me.
Do you hear me.
Do you feel me.
Do you need me.
Do you want me.
Will you walk with me.
Will you dream with me.
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Iron Pyrites
Love burning
A mind turning
Shiny and bright
But not quite right
Bitter words
A world made of thirds
Affairs of the heart
Lives falling apart
Three side to every story
I fine inventory
Yours, mine, and the truth
An argument in its youth
Passion burning
Body yearning
Shiny and bright
But not quite right
Fools Gold
A mind turning
Shiny and bright
But not quite right
Bitter words
A world made of thirds
Affairs of the heart
Lives falling apart
Three side to every story
I fine inventory
Yours, mine, and the truth
An argument in its youth
Passion burning
Body yearning
Shiny and bright
But not quite right
Fools Gold
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Time
Time goes on.
But we can always see what’s gone.
Never what is to come.
If we could, would it make us numb.
Does it exist.
Or is it just another list.
Is it in us.
Maybe I guess.
Sometimes in flight.
Moving like light.
Sometimes it’s slow.
A sluggish flow.
When things are good.
We would like it slow as it should.
When things are bad.
It should be in flight, it’s enough to make us mad.
Like a river.
All of a quiver.
Could we travel an eddy.
Instead of the flow o so steady.
To travel the...
But we can always see what’s gone.
Never what is to come.
If we could, would it make us numb.
Does it exist.
Or is it just another list.
Is it in us.
Maybe I guess.
Sometimes in flight.
Moving like light.
Sometimes it’s slow.
A sluggish flow.
When things are good.
We would like it slow as it should.
When things are bad.
It should be in flight, it’s enough to make us mad.
Like a river.
All of a quiver.
Could we travel an eddy.
Instead of the flow o so steady.
To travel the...
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The 7 Deadly Sins
Sorry this is a bit long.
I just thought that this might be fun to do, it’s only when you start that it makes you think about your own life, and maybe a few changes are needed.
Lust is a powerful craving for such as sex, power and money.
Envy is wanting what others have, be it status, abilities, or possessions.
Vanity is an excessive belief in one's own abilities.
Wrath is the loss of rational self-control and the desire to harm others.
Sloth is laziness and the avoidance of work.
Gluttony is the desire to eat or consume more than you require. ...
I just thought that this might be fun to do, it’s only when you start that it makes you think about your own life, and maybe a few changes are needed.
Lust is a powerful craving for such as sex, power and money.
Envy is wanting what others have, be it status, abilities, or possessions.
Vanity is an excessive belief in one's own abilities.
Wrath is the loss of rational self-control and the desire to harm others.
Sloth is laziness and the avoidance of work.
Gluttony is the desire to eat or consume more than you require. ...
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Beauty
To your beauty I do see.
For beauty is deeper than any sea.
Beauty is a strength.
With no fixed length.
It’s within a look.
And sometimes in a book.
Always in a smile.
And when the eyes shine for a while.
It’s in the glow of your skin.
In your love for kith and kin.
The clothes you wear.
The wisdom you share.
The flash of a stocking top.
Feminine until you drop.
The look on your face as you sleep.
A look to keep.
When you give me a hug.
It’s a beautiful drug.
The beauty of your kiss.
And I fall...
For beauty is deeper than any sea.
Beauty is a strength.
With no fixed length.
It’s within a look.
And sometimes in a book.
Always in a smile.
And when the eyes shine for a while.
It’s in the glow of your skin.
In your love for kith and kin.
The clothes you wear.
The wisdom you share.
The flash of a stocking top.
Feminine until you drop.
The look on your face as you sleep.
A look to keep.
When you give me a hug.
It’s a beautiful drug.
The beauty of your kiss.
And I fall...
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Merry Christmas
Have yourself a Happy Day.
May Santa visit you in his sleigh.
The reindeer will even help the roses.
With their cold and fuzzy noses.
The silence of a Christmas night.
With stars oh so bright.
Frost on the ground.
And the world not making a sound.
The world waits in anticipation
Across every nation.
The love of all children for one man.
The years do span.
Never mean.
Never seen.
Though plenty wait.
For Santa the great.
The world turns.
And everybody yearns.
To know the fate of the new year.
Some...
May Santa visit you in his sleigh.
The reindeer will even help the roses.
With their cold and fuzzy noses.
The silence of a Christmas night.
With stars oh so bright.
Frost on the ground.
And the world not making a sound.
The world waits in anticipation
Across every nation.
The love of all children for one man.
The years do span.
Never mean.
Never seen.
Though plenty wait.
For Santa the great.
The world turns.
And everybody yearns.
To know the fate of the new year.
Some...
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In we creep
In we creep.
Seducer in your sleep.
A visitation in the dark.
We always leave our mark.
We come to most unseen.
We depart before the sun is seen.
Daytime we hide.
Just as if we had died.
And if we decree.
During our feeding spree.
One of us, we will make.
The hunger you will have when you wake.
Neither dead nor living.
We control, and sometimes giving.
we leave unheard.
With your eyesight blurred.
The urge to feed.
Blood is our need.
Following our eternal drives.
The substance that revives.
...
Seducer in your sleep.
A visitation in the dark.
We always leave our mark.
We come to most unseen.
We depart before the sun is seen.
Daytime we hide.
Just as if we had died.
And if we decree.
During our feeding spree.
One of us, we will make.
The hunger you will have when you wake.
Neither dead nor living.
We control, and sometimes giving.
we leave unheard.
With your eyesight blurred.
The urge to feed.
Blood is our need.
Following our eternal drives.
The substance that revives.
...
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Ice Age
Memory’s of summers now long gone.
Now ice ages dawn.
Civilisation swept aside.
Nowhere to hide.
A frozen world.
A long winter unfurled.
Stars bright and clear.
A world without cheer.
The ice sparkling in the everlasting night.
No more birds in flight.
Wind howling.
Wolves prowling.
Bands of hunters try to survive.
Onwards they drive.
Furs worn against the cold.
Groups in a common fold.
Civilisations get their prize.
Nothing ever really dies.
Civilisations fall
And leave a scrawl.
Summer...
Now ice ages dawn.
Civilisation swept aside.
Nowhere to hide.
A frozen world.
A long winter unfurled.
Stars bright and clear.
A world without cheer.
The ice sparkling in the everlasting night.
No more birds in flight.
Wind howling.
Wolves prowling.
Bands of hunters try to survive.
Onwards they drive.
Furs worn against the cold.
Groups in a common fold.
Civilisations get their prize.
Nothing ever really dies.
Civilisations fall
And leave a scrawl.
Summer...
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When the morning comes
Darkness rises.
A world of comprises.
Conversation dire.
A night of fire.
Burning rain.
The land slain.
A night of apocalypse.
Our worlds in eclipse.
To run for cover.
To follow your lover.
And when the cover breaks.
A vision of lakes.
Deep and quiet.
No disquiet.
Cause to sleep.
No longer weep.
Together we find our way.
While demons play.
Time still travels.
The world no longer unravels.
With sound of drums
When the morning comes.
Songs of peace.
Release.
A world of comprises.
Conversation dire.
A night of fire.
Burning rain.
The land slain.
A night of apocalypse.
Our worlds in eclipse.
To run for cover.
To follow your lover.
And when the cover breaks.
A vision of lakes.
Deep and quiet.
No disquiet.
Cause to sleep.
No longer weep.
Together we find our way.
While demons play.
Time still travels.
The world no longer unravels.
With sound of drums
When the morning comes.
Songs of peace.
Release.
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To my wife
With the blood from a red rose
Our love arose
Sweet tears of life
And the sweetness of my wife
The fears we live with
Are nothing more than a myth
Fears that are home spun
Melt away with the morning sun
The times we had
Were not all that bad
Love given without question
With no concession
To you I crawl
Let it all fall
All we need is time
Before the final chime
I look into your eyes
And know who is wise
See your fresh smile
And know I need to stay awhile
For your time
My partner in...
Our love arose
Sweet tears of life
And the sweetness of my wife
The fears we live with
Are nothing more than a myth
Fears that are home spun
Melt away with the morning sun
The times we had
Were not all that bad
Love given without question
With no concession
To you I crawl
Let it all fall
All we need is time
Before the final chime
I look into your eyes
And know who is wise
See your fresh smile
And know I need to stay awhile
For your time
My partner in...
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Can my name you guess.
I am always there.
Never there to scare.
Using guile.
With a smile.
Your life I will never take.
Your bones I will never break.
Your mortal life I will enhance.
Perhaps with a game of chance.
Your soul I will try to take.
A deal to make.
Service with a smile.
And a lot of style.
Dressed with the greatest of taste.
Clothes not meant to be chaste.
Wealth without bounds.
I run with both hare and hounds.
Dressed to kill.
With no blood to spill.
Being around for all time.
I even watched you crawl from...
Never there to scare.
Using guile.
With a smile.
Your life I will never take.
Your bones I will never break.
Your mortal life I will enhance.
Perhaps with a game of chance.
Your soul I will try to take.
A deal to make.
Service with a smile.
And a lot of style.
Dressed with the greatest of taste.
Clothes not meant to be chaste.
Wealth without bounds.
I run with both hare and hounds.
Dressed to kill.
With no blood to spill.
Being around for all time.
I even watched you crawl from...
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Desert
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face.
As across the desert i race.
Stars to fill my dream.
As they move across the universes stream.
I am a traveller of both time and space.
The unmarked byways i trace.
To be where I have been.
This world has seldom seen.
All I see turns to brown.
In its richness i drown.
As the sun burns the ground.
Only the wind for sound.
And my eyes fill with sand
My face becomes tanned.
As I scan this wasted land.
Never changed by man’s hand.
Pilot of the storm who leaves no trace.
A...
As across the desert i race.
Stars to fill my dream.
As they move across the universes stream.
I am a traveller of both time and space.
The unmarked byways i trace.
To be where I have been.
This world has seldom seen.
All I see turns to brown.
In its richness i drown.
As the sun burns the ground.
Only the wind for sound.
And my eyes fill with sand
My face becomes tanned.
As I scan this wasted land.
Never changed by man’s hand.
Pilot of the storm who leaves no trace.
A...
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