Submissions by rubyredheart
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Missing…
I miss having the space in my mind
To pretend that
You still love me,
Want me, need me,
desire me with unrelenting passion
I miss that sweet oblivion
where it still seemed possible…
Yet, I cannot deny the truth-seeking
part of me…
I just didn’t want THIS to be the truth I’d find
Maybe I am doomed
to forever be lonely,
Missing…
To pretend that
You still love me,
Want me, need me,
desire me with unrelenting passion
I miss that sweet oblivion
where it still seemed possible…
Yet, I cannot deny the truth-seeking
part of me…
I just didn’t want THIS to be the truth I’d find
Maybe I am doomed
to forever be lonely,
Missing…
#loneliness
71 reads
Curves in the Clouds
What teasing tempting lines they draw
These gauzy winds that half withdraw
Blow lightly to reveal the forms
Of soft smooth hips that dance, perform
with hordes of visions in the sky
baring breasts & waist & thigh
But, look! the images break & cry
As o’er this lone expanse they fly
Each curved cloud wafts in solo dance
Condemned to pleasure by her hands
Alone with none to view the pose & form
Drifting above this desert, lost, wasted, forlorn
Would wondering eyes pause to care
Look up to see brave beauty, bare? ...
These gauzy winds that half withdraw
Blow lightly to reveal the forms
Of soft smooth hips that dance, perform
with hordes of visions in the sky
baring breasts & waist & thigh
But, look! the images break & cry
As o’er this lone expanse they fly
Each curved cloud wafts in solo dance
Condemned to pleasure by her hands
Alone with none to view the pose & form
Drifting above this desert, lost, wasted, forlorn
Would wondering eyes pause to care
Look up to see brave beauty, bare? ...
#clouds
40 reads
Recalibrate
Restart
protect
caution
Emerge
light
easy
casual
chill
Rewrite
“deduct 1 life”
Maybe this time
get it right
protect
caution
Emerge
light
easy
casual
chill
Rewrite
“deduct 1 life”
Maybe this time
get it right
#StreamOfConsciousness
51 reads
Not sure it matters
(and hearts get tired)
but I’ll wait & watch
from the forgotten corner
wondering if anything is heard or seen
or if all energy & time & care
was sunk into oblivion
a waste
so if I’m silent
if parts fade away
call it sorrow
call it mourning
call it empty
call it wondering
but if all is poured into a void
Not sure it matters…
but I’ll wait & watch
from the forgotten corner
wondering if anything is heard or seen
or if all energy & time & care
was sunk into oblivion
a waste
so if I’m silent
if parts fade away
call it sorrow
call it mourning
call it empty
call it wondering
but if all is poured into a void
Not sure it matters…
#sadness
91 reads
strange sad light
Two years and more
Secret in the shadows
conversing with my shadow
now this strange sad light
disperses figments from my sight
crashing, confused, What’s right?
broken by this blight
of projected indifference.
Loneliness confounds
when you’re not around.
So sadly bound
to befriend a ghost
Echoes rebound
A friendship found?
No. A mere reflected sorrow
‘twas a faux tomorrow
With imagined hope
Echoes of a lonely love
Mocking from the shadow
Ah, this strange sad light
Reveals a futile fight ...
Secret in the shadows
conversing with my shadow
now this strange sad light
disperses figments from my sight
crashing, confused, What’s right?
broken by this blight
of projected indifference.
Loneliness confounds
when you’re not around.
So sadly bound
to befriend a ghost
Echoes rebound
A friendship found?
No. A mere reflected sorrow
‘twas a faux tomorrow
With imagined hope
Echoes of a lonely love
Mocking from the shadow
Ah, this strange sad light
Reveals a futile fight ...
#confusion
#disappointment
#loneliness
63 reads
Retrospect
Our paths are just that—
simply paths.
Not good.
Not bad.
Not wise
or stupid.
Just paths
leading to our today.
Sometimes
pausing to turn around
to look back down
the trail we’ve climbed,
noticing the details
helps us better understand
The current view.
simply paths.
Not good.
Not bad.
Not wise
or stupid.
Just paths
leading to our today.
Sometimes
pausing to turn around
to look back down
the trail we’ve climbed,
noticing the details
helps us better understand
The current view.
#SelfReflection
70 reads
a melancholy thursday evening in september
life is yin and yang and the black always gives way to the white.
things are going to be okay but sometimes I miss parts that are gone and feel anxious about the unknown.
sometimes i wonder if the decisions i've made are wise or foolish and sometimes i know.
at times like this, i'd rather be alone by myself than alone in a crowd.
all humans make mistakes.
i wish we could talk. that wasn't a mistake. that i just miss.
sometimes the shorter vision doesn't show everything either. i'll trust years to sort everything out and make it all good.
nothing is...
things are going to be okay but sometimes I miss parts that are gone and feel anxious about the unknown.
sometimes i wonder if the decisions i've made are wise or foolish and sometimes i know.
at times like this, i'd rather be alone by myself than alone in a crowd.
all humans make mistakes.
i wish we could talk. that wasn't a mistake. that i just miss.
sometimes the shorter vision doesn't show everything either. i'll trust years to sort everything out and make it all good.
nothing is...
#StreamOfConsciousness
68 reads
Living in Color
Blue. What does the word mean to you? A color? A feeling? Maybe you think of water? Or sky? Is the word kind to you? Really it’s a very simple word. Not ugly. Not especially pretty. Certainly not long. I’m feeling blue today. The sky is blue today. I cried blue tears that flowed from my blue eyes today. I read a book by a blue river. Is this good? Is this bad? Or simply is this? It is all okay with me because right now I have time to think about it or just sit and soak it in and not think at all. I rather like just feeling and just being sometimes without all the bother and effort of Life....
#StreamOfConsciousness
63 reads
keep me young at heart
Give me a lover who can laugh.
Bring affection, care, & friendship, yes
Yet know the art of playful silly.
Love me with the depth of serious conversation
Then romp wild & free with my inner child.
Love me when my hair blows messily across my face.
Come, we’ll laugh heartily, sans inhibitions,
at each other’s jokes.
Tussle with and tickle me on the bed
Until our hair and clothes are tousled
Lighted by our widening smiles Then,
pause to hold me tight and close & calm.
Love me when I smile to big, laugh too Ioud, ...
Bring affection, care, & friendship, yes
Yet know the art of playful silly.
Love me with the depth of serious conversation
Then romp wild & free with my inner child.
Love me when my hair blows messily across my face.
Come, we’ll laugh heartily, sans inhibitions,
at each other’s jokes.
Tussle with and tickle me on the bed
Until our hair and clothes are tousled
Lighted by our widening smiles Then,
pause to hold me tight and close & calm.
Love me when I smile to big, laugh too Ioud, ...
#aging
#friendship
#love
118 reads
Broken Pieces
There’s an art
In the broken pieces
There’s a beauty
In the empty page
Ready to rewrite
Whatever else…
I know
Even cacophonous paintings
Can resonate
Beautifully
with a beautiful complementary soul
Grant me resonance
And acceptance
Broken bits and all
In the broken pieces
There’s a beauty
In the empty page
Ready to rewrite
Whatever else…
I know
Even cacophonous paintings
Can resonate
Beautifully
with a beautiful complementary soul
Grant me resonance
And acceptance
Broken bits and all
#StreamOfConsciousness
81 reads
Flying Embers
A fire
Flaring
Flickering light
Draws
Desire
Until
Intensity
Light
Too bright
Heat
Too hot
Drifting embers
Fluttering
Floating
Unpredictable
Burning
Searing
Too many
Quench the danger
Too much
Too fast
Too hot
Burned
Flaring
Flickering light
Draws
Desire
Until
Intensity
Light
Too bright
Heat
Too hot
Drifting embers
Fluttering
Floating
Unpredictable
Burning
Searing
Too many
Quench the danger
Too much
Too fast
Too hot
Burned
#StreamOfConsciousness
94 reads
Winter Wander
Peaceful snowfall
Soft “hello”
Cool crisp outside
Heart aglow
Snapshots captured
Now I know
Friendship regained
Is possible
Thank you, Friend,
For words of hope.
Soft “hello”
Cool crisp outside
Heart aglow
Snapshots captured
Now I know
Friendship regained
Is possible
Thank you, Friend,
For words of hope.
#friendship
#gratitude
101 reads
DU Poetry : Submissions by rubyredheart