Submissions by sensorydecay
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
[singing angel with the eyes of dawn cities rest in the cradle of your palm]
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Dec 2013 2:04pm
24th Dec 2013 2:04pm
Innocence
softest satin bedsheets
the color of wine,
light filtering in
through the cracks
in the blinds
this was the day
I first told you
how I loved you
and you told me
that forever you
would be mine
I had been yours
from the first time
I had locked onto
those deep dark eyes,
you had known
when you saw my
awkward smile
and the way I shifted
my glance toward the floor
how I adored you
and I stuttered the first
words I ever spoke
because with you so close
I could hardly stand...
the color of wine,
light filtering in
through the cracks
in the blinds
this was the day
I first told you
how I loved you
and you told me
that forever you
would be mine
I had been yours
from the first time
I had locked onto
those deep dark eyes,
you had known
when you saw my
awkward smile
and the way I shifted
my glance toward the floor
how I adored you
and I stuttered the first
words I ever spoke
because with you so close
I could hardly stand...
1032 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2013 5:28pm
18th Dec 2013 5:28pm
all that holds us down
In the intervening hours
we've stopped, taken
breaths laden with snow
and watched the oddest
little spectacles
en route to a neighborhood
convenience store
this is all that it needs to be,
these moments of joy and brevity
and those of harsh reality
the definition of gravity
is simply put as if by
a child,
all that holds us down
yet we soar, you and I
above the tips of the pines
into ice castles of dreams
and crystal powdered clouds
fall like rain
as we eventually
touch down
even...
we've stopped, taken
breaths laden with snow
and watched the oddest
little spectacles
en route to a neighborhood
convenience store
this is all that it needs to be,
these moments of joy and brevity
and those of harsh reality
the definition of gravity
is simply put as if by
a child,
all that holds us down
yet we soar, you and I
above the tips of the pines
into ice castles of dreams
and crystal powdered clouds
fall like rain
as we eventually
touch down
even...
700 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2013 12:58pm
18th Dec 2013 12:58pm
petals
how soft are these petals
on my upturned face
I close my eyes
and feel the surge anew
of dancing in their rain
with you
falling on the grass,
laughing into tears
sinking into love
rewinding the years
to our sundappled
youth where we hid
from cars in tall grass
and lied together beneath
the stars on forgotten
paths,
open to the canopy
of high noon sun
and midnight sky
and to the mysteries
that slipped between
the pines,
...
on my upturned face
I close my eyes
and feel the surge anew
of dancing in their rain
with you
falling on the grass,
laughing into tears
sinking into love
rewinding the years
to our sundappled
youth where we hid
from cars in tall grass
and lied together beneath
the stars on forgotten
paths,
open to the canopy
of high noon sun
and midnight sky
and to the mysteries
that slipped between
the pines,
...
779 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Dec 2013 5:52pm
15th Dec 2013 5:52pm
the rush
we twice hitchhiked the distance
but only in our dreams,
absent without leave
on an astral plane
your smile is the conch shell
I never wanted to lose,
I picked it up from the sand
on Pismo beach, traveled on to Big Sur.
held to my ear and found it to be
a wellspring of wisdom
to myself, the naive
ironically it is you
who should be young
you the old soul,
your intuitive mind
the instrument of chaos,
masterfully strung
raising harmonies,
soul searing inquiries
into what we truly achieve
...
but only in our dreams,
absent without leave
on an astral plane
your smile is the conch shell
I never wanted to lose,
I picked it up from the sand
on Pismo beach, traveled on to Big Sur.
held to my ear and found it to be
a wellspring of wisdom
to myself, the naive
ironically it is you
who should be young
you the old soul,
your intuitive mind
the instrument of chaos,
masterfully strung
raising harmonies,
soul searing inquiries
into what we truly achieve
...
883 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 12:48pm
12th Dec 2013 12:48pm
the safest places
So now I tell you every moment
near you I have spent finds me
spinning webs of fractured
rainbows to weave through
the river of your hair
and when you are dressed
in all of the splendor
of the day,
I will lift you up to the sun
glistening, glorious nascent love
and she will pale when compared
to you, my soft legged beauty,
of the sweetest vineyard kiss
if only to lick away the pains
from your weary soul
my sad eyed angel,
night will hurt you no more
and in your darkest moments
where...
near you I have spent finds me
spinning webs of fractured
rainbows to weave through
the river of your hair
and when you are dressed
in all of the splendor
of the day,
I will lift you up to the sun
glistening, glorious nascent love
and she will pale when compared
to you, my soft legged beauty,
of the sweetest vineyard kiss
if only to lick away the pains
from your weary soul
my sad eyed angel,
night will hurt you no more
and in your darkest moments
where...
880 reads
11 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Dec 2013 6:32pm
10th Dec 2013 6:32pm
music of sighs
the conversation of our skin
can be heard within the chaotic
mingling of sea and sky,
land and tide
we have such a brief time,
to live only for the whisper
of hands on curves,
lips open and hushed,
this music of sighs,
the art of touch
such a brief time
to lie as one beneath the sky,
protected in this cove
a brief time
to remember love
before we must
be heading home
can be heard within the chaotic
mingling of sea and sky,
land and tide
we have such a brief time,
to live only for the whisper
of hands on curves,
lips open and hushed,
this music of sighs,
the art of touch
such a brief time
to lie as one beneath the sky,
protected in this cove
a brief time
to remember love
before we must
be heading home
1019 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Dec 2013 1:44pm
10th Dec 2013 1:44pm
if you must go
where have you been?
the sound of your
whispered submission
carries on
through metallic echoes,
an abrasive caress
on fragile walls
tongues of flame
engulf
even promises
well made
and stones
engraved
to withstand
the erosion
of consecutive
life sentences
exposed
to sunlight and rain
where are you?
I search dim
chambers
unprotected as I am
by any armor of faith
waiting for denizens
of nightmare scapes
to rear their unspeakable heads
and converse...
the sound of your
whispered submission
carries on
through metallic echoes,
an abrasive caress
on fragile walls
tongues of flame
engulf
even promises
well made
and stones
engraved
to withstand
the erosion
of consecutive
life sentences
exposed
to sunlight and rain
where are you?
I search dim
chambers
unprotected as I am
by any armor of faith
waiting for denizens
of nightmare scapes
to rear their unspeakable heads
and converse...
970 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Dec 2013 7:08pm
8th Dec 2013 7:08pm
setting fires
the calligraphy of emotion
lies elegantly upon your face
and incites fires of
perception that will
burn for nights and nights
in the presence of your glow
as it renders the phantasms
beautiful,
the green and the blue,
how they flash across
the black of glass
where my hand rests
while I watch the road
for your steps,
they might come unheard
I could miss your word
of greeting as you shake
the rain from your hair
and step to my embrace
were I not vigilant,
not aware, I may have
never...
lies elegantly upon your face
and incites fires of
perception that will
burn for nights and nights
in the presence of your glow
as it renders the phantasms
beautiful,
the green and the blue,
how they flash across
the black of glass
where my hand rests
while I watch the road
for your steps,
they might come unheard
I could miss your word
of greeting as you shake
the rain from your hair
and step to my embrace
were I not vigilant,
not aware, I may have
never...
1036 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Dec 2013 10:31pm
4th Dec 2013 10:31pm
if you would
stand here with me
on your balcony at dawn,
the day is cold but
warm in your arms,
my head on your shoulder,
fingertips trace
the small of my back,
invite me closer
and I would buy
your silence,
it is golden
to kiss your lips,
taste words
unfolding,
I would hush
all memories
up to this moment,
say your name
as if it is foreign,
when it falls
from my tongue
to your skin,
I grow feverish
from wanting
to set fire
to this need, ...
on your balcony at dawn,
the day is cold but
warm in your arms,
my head on your shoulder,
fingertips trace
the small of my back,
invite me closer
and I would buy
your silence,
it is golden
to kiss your lips,
taste words
unfolding,
I would hush
all memories
up to this moment,
say your name
as if it is foreign,
when it falls
from my tongue
to your skin,
I grow feverish
from wanting
to set fire
to this need, ...
1010 reads
29 Comments
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