Submissions by senid
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I say that I write for myself, but I am also realizing my poems want to be shared. Only recently started to think of myself as a writer. Frequently write trying to find some resolution to all the things inside of me.
Become myself
Become myself
written July 24th, 2021
I say I want
to be a better poet
but I am also stubborn.
I don't want
people telling me
what my poems should be.
I want my poems
to become better
at being me. I write to
become myself.
written July 24th, 2021
I say I want
to be a better poet
but I am also stubborn.
I don't want
people telling me
what my poems should be.
I want my poems
to become better
at being me. I write to
become myself.
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #SelfDiscovery
#WritingPoetry #SelfDiscovery
270 reads
2 Comments
The protector and the protected
The protector and the protected
written December 6th, 2021
The protector and the protected
created at the same moment
from the same material
by the same circumstances
one fiercely taking it all
laughing in the face of those
who think they can hurt her
those who would hurt her
unless they kill her she wins
and so far she has always won
while the protected
cries and weeps for the protector
the tears the other can not shed
yin and yang
always found together
if you look close enough
...
written December 6th, 2021
The protector and the protected
created at the same moment
from the same material
by the same circumstances
one fiercely taking it all
laughing in the face of those
who think they can hurt her
those who would hurt her
unless they kill her she wins
and so far she has always won
while the protected
cries and weeps for the protector
the tears the other can not shed
yin and yang
always found together
if you look close enough
...
#strength
#identity
#abuse
300 reads
4 Comments
The fox hunt
trigger warning for not happy words and situations
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The fox hunt
written April 20th, 2022
You think you want to know me?
People ask me
perfectly rational questions
not realizing that...
You see, it's like a fox hunt
the fox is backed into a corner
it doesn't stand a chance
and knows it
surrounded by the enemy
it screams in terror
stretching arms out in fear and rage
even though there's no help or salvation
oh, and it's not a fox ...
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The fox hunt
written April 20th, 2022
You think you want to know me?
People ask me
perfectly rational questions
not realizing that...
You see, it's like a fox hunt
the fox is backed into a corner
it doesn't stand a chance
and knows it
surrounded by the enemy
it screams in terror
stretching arms out in fear and rage
even though there's no help or salvation
oh, and it's not a fox ...
#abuse
#hurt
295 reads
0 Comments
Those not heard
Those not heard
written April 13th, 2021
I write this poem
for those not heard and not hearing
long dead or not yet born
bound with chains in prison
wild children who never learned language
the feral and the afraid
the multilingual multitudes
whose language I never learned
the signs I don't recognize
those too busy or drowning in stagnation
the refugee walking alone across a barren desert
the mountaineer on the highest summit
the castaway on the island in paradise
the captive in your neighbor's...
written April 13th, 2021
I write this poem
for those not heard and not hearing
long dead or not yet born
bound with chains in prison
wild children who never learned language
the feral and the afraid
the multilingual multitudes
whose language I never learned
the signs I don't recognize
those too busy or drowning in stagnation
the refugee walking alone across a barren desert
the mountaineer on the highest summit
the castaway on the island in paradise
the captive in your neighbor's...
#loneliness
305 reads
4 Comments
Bright star
Bright star
written November 22nd, 2021
A star is placed in the sky
when each of us is born .
It is all the things we can be,
the brightest version of us.
Life breaks and makes us
but somewhere up there
we are always brilliantly
complete-whole-enough-perfect.
My sky may seem dark and starless
but I know I am up there
(and so are you) shining
without anything diminishing us.
written November 22nd, 2021
A star is placed in the sky
when each of us is born .
It is all the things we can be,
the brightest version of us.
Life breaks and makes us
but somewhere up there
we are always brilliantly
complete-whole-enough-perfect.
My sky may seem dark and starless
but I know I am up there
(and so are you) shining
without anything diminishing us.
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational #stars
#inspirational #stars
352 reads
4 Comments
North Star
North Star
written May 14th, 2021
I grew up with the stars
but nobody pointed out
the North Star to me
I still found my way out
with the luck of those
never innocent
Now I am older
and more innocent each day
in a city that has stolen the stars
I dream of getting into the mountains
for just a night
where the stars still live
Come with me
show me your North Star
so we can both stop getting so lost.
written May 14th, 2021
I grew up with the stars
but nobody pointed out
the North Star to me
I still found my way out
with the luck of those
never innocent
Now I am older
and more innocent each day
in a city that has stolen the stars
I dream of getting into the mountains
for just a night
where the stars still live
Come with me
show me your North Star
so we can both stop getting so lost.
#courage
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
451 reads
5 Comments
The struggle of these poems (of me)
The struggle of these poems
(of me)
written December 19th, 2021
I struggle so many ways
to write these poems
(to live each minute
of my days)
struggling to think they are worth
putting pen to paper for
(to think that I am worth
putting pen to paper for)
struggling to trust that I will find
the words to finish the poem
(to trust that I will find my way
to the proper end one day)
struggling to polish
the rough edges and gaps
the parts that tear the page
the parts too dark to say ...
(of me)
written December 19th, 2021
I struggle so many ways
to write these poems
(to live each minute
of my days)
struggling to think they are worth
putting pen to paper for
(to think that I am worth
putting pen to paper for)
struggling to trust that I will find
the words to finish the poem
(to trust that I will find my way
to the proper end one day)
struggling to polish
the rough edges and gaps
the parts that tear the page
the parts too dark to say ...
#LifeStruggles
#WritingPoetry
310 reads
2 Comments
Happiness
Happiness
written February 3rd, 2022
Long ago I locked away
my happiness deep inside
to protect and keep her safe
It's been so long
I almost forgot
she was there
Now I try to remember
to reach inside to the spot
where she resides
every time I do
a soft smile touches
my lips and sometimes
—more
written February 3rd, 2022
Long ago I locked away
my happiness deep inside
to protect and keep her safe
It's been so long
I almost forgot
she was there
Now I try to remember
to reach inside to the spot
where she resides
every time I do
a soft smile touches
my lips and sometimes
—more
#happiness
#healing
408 reads
2 Comments
Going in—Going out
Going in—Going out
written June 10th, 2021
I am an expert
at going—in.
My instinct is—to go in
into the hollows of my heart
where fragrant roses bloom
red raspberries are always ripe
and love never leaves.
My instinct is—to go in
into my mind
trying to chart
the optimal path
through this turbulent world.
My instinct is—to go in
away from this world
where there is no time or place
and I can drift
on currents of nothing.
My instinct is—to go...
written June 10th, 2021
I am an expert
at going—in.
My instinct is—to go in
into the hollows of my heart
where fragrant roses bloom
red raspberries are always ripe
and love never leaves.
My instinct is—to go in
into my mind
trying to chart
the optimal path
through this turbulent world.
My instinct is—to go in
away from this world
where there is no time or place
and I can drift
on currents of nothing.
My instinct is—to go...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
303 reads
0 Comments
Loving kindness meditation for multiples (or you)
Loving kindness meditation for multiples (or you)
December 18th, 2021
You are safe.
You are loved.
You are known.
You are never alone.
Loving kindness meditation is a practice where people think positive thoughts for themselves and then others. You can find scripts, audio, and video examples on the web. I adapted this practice for myself as a multiple who meditates. Each person has to find their own way to healing, but this has been one huge step on my path. Adapt as you wish.
Set a timer to go off every 2 minutes. The Insight Meditation...
December 18th, 2021
You are safe.
You are loved.
You are known.
You are never alone.
Loving kindness meditation is a practice where people think positive thoughts for themselves and then others. You can find scripts, audio, and video examples on the web. I adapted this practice for myself as a multiple who meditates. Each person has to find their own way to healing, but this has been one huge step on my path. Adapt as you wish.
Set a timer to go off every 2 minutes. The Insight Meditation...
#PTSD
#meditation
#healing
348 reads
1 Comment
Thinking about showers
Thinking about showers
written August 7th, 2021
I am laying in bed
thinking about showers
with you.
I type to you:
How many showers
are too many showers?
You respond:
Are you taking showers,
or thinking about showers,
or thinking about
someone taking showers?
Oh darling honey-bun
I am thinking about
you taking showers
and me in there with you
the water flowing over your body
as my hands do also
sweeping over your shoulders
brushing the soap off your back
...
written August 7th, 2021
I am laying in bed
thinking about showers
with you.
I type to you:
How many showers
are too many showers?
You respond:
Are you taking showers,
or thinking about showers,
or thinking about
someone taking showers?
Oh darling honey-bun
I am thinking about
you taking showers
and me in there with you
the water flowing over your body
as my hands do also
sweeping over your shoulders
brushing the soap off your back
...
#erotic
#sensual
653 reads
2 Comments
Blessed Beloved: The Crucifixion of Jesus (Early poem)
This poem happened during the lowest point of my life after 3 failed suicide attempts. I went on a retreat to a nearby monastery. It was such a peaceful experience in the midst of so much pain, that words can't really describe it. This poem is about one amazing moment during morning vigils. I do not identify as Christian, but this poem still happened.
Blessed Beloved: The Crucifixion of Jesus
written August 11th, 1996
At the 9th hour
Jesus hanging on the cross cried out
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Am I not your blessed beloved?
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Blessed Beloved: The Crucifixion of Jesus
written August 11th, 1996
At the 9th hour
Jesus hanging on the cross cried out
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Am I not your blessed beloved?
...
#God
#PTSD
407 reads
1 Comment
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