Submissions by shaunda
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Most my poetry and stories are written about my life as a child and the damage child abuse does to a child's mind.. I am no longer a keeper of secrets. I crank my rock n roll, smoke doob and write like a crazy women. Peace out..Shaunda
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Oct 2012 1:28pm
15th Oct 2012 1:28pm
My Life 1. Ronny
I was born to a family of 9 children, 10 if you count our cousin Ronny who was 2 months older than me. When I was 28 I found out that Ronny was my half brother. I had played with my cousins my entire childood without ever knowing he was my half brother. Apparently my mother didn't know it either.
My father had a baby with his cousin Betty when they were 13 and it was put up for adoption. It was a girl. I guess that makes 11 of us, although Ronny and the baby didn't live with us. My father (the fucking sex addict, pervert, drunk) continued his affair with Betty and neither bothered...
My father had a baby with his cousin Betty when they were 13 and it was put up for adoption. It was a girl. I guess that makes 11 of us, although Ronny and the baby didn't live with us. My father (the fucking sex addict, pervert, drunk) continued his affair with Betty and neither bothered...
841 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Oct 2012 5:06am
15th Oct 2012 5:06am
Parasites
Let's give a big shout out to all those parasites out there
vile and creepy
full of doom
entering at night
by the light of the moon
slyly scoot across the room
nails click on floor
a malicious tune
clicking clicking be there soon
invading bodies
while they sleep
parasitic ones
you go too deep
traversing thru body
thru heart getting fed
undulating darkly
they bloody our beds
they cant live without us
they'll breed till were dead
inside our bodies
swimming thru veins
parasitic ones...
vile and creepy
full of doom
entering at night
by the light of the moon
slyly scoot across the room
nails click on floor
a malicious tune
clicking clicking be there soon
invading bodies
while they sleep
parasitic ones
you go too deep
traversing thru body
thru heart getting fed
undulating darkly
they bloody our beds
they cant live without us
they'll breed till were dead
inside our bodies
swimming thru veins
parasitic ones...
833 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2012 10:14pm
13th Oct 2012 10:14pm
Wind Dancer
There is a time when all is magic - you can feel it in the air
when the thunder pounds - the lightning strikes -
and the sky lets go it's tears
close your eyes - as the wind begins to rise - she runs her fingers thru your hair
breathe in deep the smells of mother earth-that's when her magic she will share
I hear the drumming of the thunder pounding out Santana's beat
then my body starts a-swaying keeping rhythm with my feet
And I give myself completely to the magic of the night
As a leaf I dance as madly as a tiny dancer...
when the thunder pounds - the lightning strikes -
and the sky lets go it's tears
close your eyes - as the wind begins to rise - she runs her fingers thru your hair
breathe in deep the smells of mother earth-that's when her magic she will share
I hear the drumming of the thunder pounding out Santana's beat
then my body starts a-swaying keeping rhythm with my feet
And I give myself completely to the magic of the night
As a leaf I dance as madly as a tiny dancer...
856 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Oct 2012 00:20am
13th Oct 2012 00:20am
am i crazy
am I crazy?
so I've been fucking told!
I always thought I would save the world from pain.
trying to keep our children from being fucked over and over again.
literally
I hear the screaming of the rabbits in my brain.
finding it hard to differentiate my screams from theirs,
I see me with that lead pipe as I bash his head to pulp, smashing his smug, all knowing smile
I don't refrain from hearing the voices in my head,
telling me kill, kill, kill...
so I've been fucking told!
I always thought I would save the world from pain.
trying to keep our children from being fucked over and over again.
literally
I hear the screaming of the rabbits in my brain.
finding it hard to differentiate my screams from theirs,
I see me with that lead pipe as I bash his head to pulp, smashing his smug, all knowing smile
I don't refrain from hearing the voices in my head,
telling me kill, kill, kill...
1067 reads
19 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 3:46pm
7th Oct 2012 3:46pm
a gardens little helper
pretty little butterfly
spread your purple wings
flutter daintily across the sky
to see what smiles you bring
butterfly butterfly
you spread the pollen so
never knowing of the joy you bring
when making garden's grow
pretty little butterfly
sail on gusts of wind
unfurling wings of amethyst
finding gardens to attend
spread your purple wings
flutter daintily across the sky
to see what smiles you bring
butterfly butterfly
you spread the pollen so
never knowing of the joy you bring
when making garden's grow
pretty little butterfly
sail on gusts of wind
unfurling wings of amethyst
finding gardens to attend
1080 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 3:37pm
7th Oct 2012 3:37pm
unfurling tendrils
The sun comes out
warms mother earth
sun kisses ground
and brings new birth
germination brings
new life unfurled
seedling breaking ground
to embrace her world
tendrils wrapping weaving twirling
twisted reaching for the sky
tiny leaves begin uncurling
with open arms she starts to sigh
she dreams that one day
she will gain
fruits of her bounty
to sustain
she'll gladly give
the fruits she births
to help feed children
of the earth
warms mother earth
sun kisses ground
and brings new birth
germination brings
new life unfurled
seedling breaking ground
to embrace her world
tendrils wrapping weaving twirling
twisted reaching for the sky
tiny leaves begin uncurling
with open arms she starts to sigh
she dreams that one day
she will gain
fruits of her bounty
to sustain
she'll gladly give
the fruits she births
to help feed children
of the earth
901 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Oct 2012 10:56pm
6th Oct 2012 10:56pm
O Beautiful Boy - In memory of Judas
O beautiful boy! Your ten fingers and ten toes
I've kissed a hundred times or more - Lord knows
I've pressed my face across your satin skin
I will NEVER know a smell so sweet again
You butterfly kissed our live's, but now you've gone
Gingee came upon the wind and left us with a song
Hey Jude, you make a sad song so much better
O beautiful boy, you know that we can never forget you
I've kissed a hundred times or more - Lord knows
I've pressed my face across your satin skin
I will NEVER know a smell so sweet again
You butterfly kissed our live's, but now you've gone
Gingee came upon the wind and left us with a song
Hey Jude, you make a sad song so much better
O beautiful boy, you know that we can never forget you
830 reads
6 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Oct 2012 11:02pm
5th Oct 2012 11:02pm
Dead rabbits PART TWO
My father took his trusty knife, wrapped her hands around it and they slit that rabbits throat without a sound.
I felt nothing except an emptiness, void of any feelings towards the rabbit.There was blood running down the rabbits upside down head (pulp) onto the ground.
My father and the girl below me cut the rabbits little head and feet off. I felt pity for the girl below me as she pealed the skin off with her bare hands.She pulled the guts out and threw them in the gut bucket next to the tree. I was glad I only had to watch.
Feeling as if I were in a...
I felt nothing except an emptiness, void of any feelings towards the rabbit.There was blood running down the rabbits upside down head (pulp) onto the ground.
My father and the girl below me cut the rabbits little head and feet off. I felt pity for the girl below me as she pealed the skin off with her bare hands.She pulled the guts out and threw them in the gut bucket next to the tree. I was glad I only had to watch.
Feeling as if I were in a...
811 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 12:29pm
5th Oct 2012 12:29pm
dandelion child
Dandelion dandelion
Dainty little friend
Spread your beauteous spores
On the wings of the wind
Dandelion dandelion
fly far and don't be found
You must start your propagation
Wrapped in mother natures brown
Dandelion dandelion
Bide your time awhile
on the wind will soon be flying
Your naked dandelion child
Dainty little friend
Spread your beauteous spores
On the wings of the wind
Dandelion dandelion
fly far and don't be found
You must start your propagation
Wrapped in mother natures brown
Dandelion dandelion
Bide your time awhile
on the wind will soon be flying
Your naked dandelion child
774 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2012 5:00pm
2nd Oct 2012 5:00pm
Squeeze my Lemons till the juice runs down my leg
I'm heading home I have a date
Chills play my spine I pass my gate
Time to eat hope I'm not late
I rush myself up spiral stairs
I'm hurrying cause I like mine rare
It's dinner time I'm feeling fine
I lick my chops and grab my wine
I sing and dance across the room
To one of Zeppelins slinky tunes
(squeeze my lemons till the juice runs down my leg, squeeze it so hard till I fall right out of bed)
Alas with ringing of the bell ...
Chills play my spine I pass my gate
Time to eat hope I'm not late
I rush myself up spiral stairs
I'm hurrying cause I like mine rare
It's dinner time I'm feeling fine
I lick my chops and grab my wine
I sing and dance across the room
To one of Zeppelins slinky tunes
(squeeze my lemons till the juice runs down my leg, squeeze it so hard till I fall right out of bed)
Alas with ringing of the bell ...
1104 reads
19 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Oct 2012 1:57pm
2nd Oct 2012 1:57pm
Cultivation Queen versus cat crap and insects
I have a very GREEN thumb and love plantszzzzz and gardens, but so do the neighbors cats and zillions of insects.. I have daily wars trying to keep both of them off my lawns and garden. I've paid my grandchildren for 3 years to take all the yard snails and throw them to my turtle in the pond. I personally killed hundreds upon hundreds over the years by leaving beer in bowls all summer to drown them. Come to find out, those were the good snails that eat the bad snails and insects. I put massive amounts of caiyan pepper in my plants which only fazed the insects and cats for 1 day. I planted...
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2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2012 6:29am
2nd Oct 2012 6:29am
Wolf in Sheeps Clothing
He shines with light a sheep they say
they never see him the same way
his children see him everyday
dripping, snarling, heavily
he will not show us sympathy
to see a beast so shrewd revealed
layer by layer each is peeled
sorrows skin for us to see
no one else can apparently
howling now a sinful tune
he sheds his skin beneath the moon
a wolf we see and not the lamb
all his children are the damned
he has no time to lie in wait
he must move now our sin is bait
devour our souls...
they never see him the same way
his children see him everyday
dripping, snarling, heavily
he will not show us sympathy
to see a beast so shrewd revealed
layer by layer each is peeled
sorrows skin for us to see
no one else can apparently
howling now a sinful tune
he sheds his skin beneath the moon
a wolf we see and not the lamb
all his children are the damned
he has no time to lie in wait
he must move now our sin is bait
devour our souls...
823 reads
10 Comments
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