Submissions by rain1courtel (RainC)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/RainC_Tara/
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http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/RainC_Tara/
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Plot Twist~
I can’t possibly be so naïve
to allow people with façades,
slighted in pretense-
mask themselves like the second coming of Christ.
Authentic friendships symbolized,
and I no longer seem to recognize.
My senses diluted the taste of real
as my mind inhaled the stench of fake,
and with each passing day I’ve come to realize...
like most relationships-
the poetic ones have expiration dates too.
My pen’s touch has shattered shards
and my parchment’s heart swallows glass,
yet I still lick lavender scented lines to savor
what...
to allow people with façades,
slighted in pretense-
mask themselves like the second coming of Christ.
Authentic friendships symbolized,
and I no longer seem to recognize.
My senses diluted the taste of real
as my mind inhaled the stench of fake,
and with each passing day I’ve come to realize...
like most relationships-
the poetic ones have expiration dates too.
My pen’s touch has shattered shards
and my parchment’s heart swallows glass,
yet I still lick lavender scented lines to savor
what...
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27 Comments
Seducing Life
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19 Comments
Xo
The past several days have been pretty damn miserable!!!
So much is going on and I don't have the energy to explain it poetically.
….in mourning over a family member, and life is really piercing our family in the heart.
I'm a private person but I really could use a few prayers from those of you who are believers.
Those of you who are not; please send positive energy my way.
Thanking you in advance! xoxo
Tara~
So much is going on and I don't have the energy to explain it poetically.
….in mourning over a family member, and life is really piercing our family in the heart.
I'm a private person but I really could use a few prayers from those of you who are believers.
Those of you who are not; please send positive energy my way.
Thanking you in advance! xoxo
Tara~
1730 reads
20 Comments
Late Night Thoughts~
Creativity fondled my carnal edge
those moments when my imagination explodes.
Thumping pen to notebook
capturing midnight velvet whims
from a sensual trip my mind took.
(…quill to temple…..wet ink, think)
Seductive glow from afar flickers
phantom silhouette waltz across sheer curtains
temptation designs new arousal,
converting them in the shape of his lyrical prose
because I love it when he seize my mind
have my thoughts suspended in time,
with dripping...
those moments when my imagination explodes.
Thumping pen to notebook
capturing midnight velvet whims
from a sensual trip my mind took.
(…quill to temple…..wet ink, think)
Seductive glow from afar flickers
phantom silhouette waltz across sheer curtains
temptation designs new arousal,
converting them in the shape of his lyrical prose
because I love it when he seize my mind
have my thoughts suspended in time,
with dripping...
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20 Comments
Pleasure Indifference~
Life makes inconsistent burnt offerings
choices incessantly seem biased
decisions always appear lopsided
amidst burlesque faces.
Acoustic accountability-
not so obviously penned
my language becomes my sin
then the silence that’s golden…
gets thrown in
narcotic winds,
in a numinous flicker
of pleasure indifference.
He characterize the heritage
of my abiding resistance.
Soft sighs of comfort
caught me,
embedded passages
within segments of affection ...
choices incessantly seem biased
decisions always appear lopsided
amidst burlesque faces.
Acoustic accountability-
not so obviously penned
my language becomes my sin
then the silence that’s golden…
gets thrown in
narcotic winds,
in a numinous flicker
of pleasure indifference.
He characterize the heritage
of my abiding resistance.
Soft sighs of comfort
caught me,
embedded passages
within segments of affection ...
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Unselfish Prayer
I had this radiant glow,
this vibrant shine
that most expecting moms exude.
Musing of a stretched womb
intricate map covering me with
written lines that announce
“a beautiful creation lives inside.”
Skimming maternity catalogues
window shopping unisex clothing,
hoping this precious gem would have
my eyes and his father's temperament.
I waited patiently for signs of precious life,
yet I felt nothing.
My body had forsaken me
a karmic omen this had to be,
I felt like a failure, less than a woman. ...
this vibrant shine
that most expecting moms exude.
Musing of a stretched womb
intricate map covering me with
written lines that announce
“a beautiful creation lives inside.”
Skimming maternity catalogues
window shopping unisex clothing,
hoping this precious gem would have
my eyes and his father's temperament.
I waited patiently for signs of precious life,
yet I felt nothing.
My body had forsaken me
a karmic omen this had to be,
I felt like a failure, less than a woman. ...
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Peel back the skin and see....….
There’s no mystery in history from the past that seeks thee
like those images of slaves lynched from sycamore trees,
many hear the cries of their ancestor’s pain
but here we are in 2016 wiping tears with a-
handkerchief of oppression’s remains.
Racism is hatred that gains traction on ignorance tread
then grabs a hold of stupidity; idiocy bred,
and what boggles my mind in this day and age
is that some believe we’re still different,
when we all bleed red.
Generations of children culturally mislead ...
like those images of slaves lynched from sycamore trees,
many hear the cries of their ancestor’s pain
but here we are in 2016 wiping tears with a-
handkerchief of oppression’s remains.
Racism is hatred that gains traction on ignorance tread
then grabs a hold of stupidity; idiocy bred,
and what boggles my mind in this day and age
is that some believe we’re still different,
when we all bleed red.
Generations of children culturally mislead ...
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Raw Edge
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Don't Cry For Me
I heard you praying in purlieu of my light,
while aghast filled your lungs before I...
took my last breath.
….and I know it created a void within a heart-
gravely wounded by the pain of me leaving my
earthly dwelling, causing a numbness
that has desensitized you with sadness,
making your steps hollow.
Please don’t cry for me.
I’ve lived a good life in vitality and in longevity,
rooted in the passage of scriptures.
My lovely bones rest in a new domicile
in a Calvary box that...
while aghast filled your lungs before I...
took my last breath.
….and I know it created a void within a heart-
gravely wounded by the pain of me leaving my
earthly dwelling, causing a numbness
that has desensitized you with sadness,
making your steps hollow.
Please don’t cry for me.
I’ve lived a good life in vitality and in longevity,
rooted in the passage of scriptures.
My lovely bones rest in a new domicile
in a Calvary box that...
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26 Comments
She Had To Go.....
She had to go…
packed her grief and misery, first class,
the usual business.
Air agitated and disconcerted by
her exhale….
She spoke about the taste of him
still beneath her skin, tinseled in her sweat.
Couldn’t evade the passion he always
left behind on her silk sheets of indigo.
When he fucked her,
each deep stroke was a lie…
a crime, a trespass,
a cycle of daily irreconcilable differences-
(the bullshit kind)
but she still widened her thighs and...
packed her grief and misery, first class,
the usual business.
Air agitated and disconcerted by
her exhale….
She spoke about the taste of him
still beneath her skin, tinseled in her sweat.
Couldn’t evade the passion he always
left behind on her silk sheets of indigo.
When he fucked her,
each deep stroke was a lie…
a crime, a trespass,
a cycle of daily irreconcilable differences-
(the bullshit kind)
but she still widened her thighs and...
1549 reads
41 Comments
Repositioned (Dirty)~
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