Submissions by simplemanpoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
hello, pleased to be here. this is an amazing site with very talented writers. tis wonderful to be able to dump my thoughts at a true writing site.
not forgotten
dear love, of weighted time
I felt you upon a winged vine
my eyes, squinted upon the rays
as a butterfly vanished the days
shivering, filled with cold-chill
the vision wrapped me warm-still
upon the glass, memories blush
as the breeze whispered hush
your portrait, fluttering in lights
brushed color to our mural of midnights
I felt you upon a winged vine
my eyes, squinted upon the rays
as a butterfly vanished the days
shivering, filled with cold-chill
the vision wrapped me warm-still
upon the glass, memories blush
as the breeze whispered hush
your portrait, fluttering in lights
brushed color to our mural of midnights
529 reads
4 Comments
poetic porn
In this calm of uncertainty
I rape your sensibility
Leaving you on top of me
(Begging for a little sanity)
Trapped in the midst of our undaunted reality
In this square we curve our round
From the strips of silk sheets we found
Making love in sixty-second reels of gagged (and bounded
to the gates that once concealed our lust underground)
Muffling our naturally instinctive pornographic sound
I rape your sensibility
Leaving you on top of me
(Begging for a little sanity)
Trapped in the midst of our undaunted reality
In this square we curve our round
From the strips of silk sheets we found
Making love in sixty-second reels of gagged (and bounded
to the gates that once concealed our lust underground)
Muffling our naturally instinctive pornographic sound
1401 reads
7 Comments
to this i do
to this i do
find myself endlessly
gasping for a whisper of you
the softness of light that eloquently
dangles off the edges of the moon
showers evenly upon the uncommon common
that i do find daily in your silhoutte that eclipses
my heart that shall always belong
inside the safety of your lips
to this i do
always and forever
love about being
in love with you
find myself endlessly
gasping for a whisper of you
the softness of light that eloquently
dangles off the edges of the moon
showers evenly upon the uncommon common
that i do find daily in your silhoutte that eclipses
my heart that shall always belong
inside the safety of your lips
to this i do
always and forever
love about being
in love with you
521 reads
8 Comments
a watercolor lie for two
upon the painted grains of sea
I posted dreams of a candy-cane
barely on the verge of belief, we
drown myself to sleep in a bed of insane
within the breathing skin of a canvas
you rub your brokenness into my heart
shallowly I drift to clean up the mess
that neither of us would ever start
I posted dreams of a candy-cane
barely on the verge of belief, we
drown myself to sleep in a bed of insane
within the breathing skin of a canvas
you rub your brokenness into my heart
shallowly I drift to clean up the mess
that neither of us would ever start
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somewhere in time, My Love
Hold in me, for not this moment
Nor the many that have passed
Rather find truth and comfort
In the eternal possibility
Of a forever that here
Could never last
Nor the many that have passed
Rather find truth and comfort
In the eternal possibility
Of a forever that here
Could never last
620 reads
5 Comments
an innocent wall
She is but a little girl hidden deep in me
Tugging at the threads of my insincerity
Whispering to the silence of shadows-
That coax the brazen into serenity
She is craving a wall in which to climb
Falling free from the filters of filth and mind
Twisted with the skin of sin and the white of Wednesday
Where a single rose shall paint me kind
Tugging at the threads of my insincerity
Whispering to the silence of shadows-
That coax the brazen into serenity
She is craving a wall in which to climb
Falling free from the filters of filth and mind
Twisted with the skin of sin and the white of Wednesday
Where a single rose shall paint me kind
569 reads
2 Comments
there is no mystery of me
She has never read my journal
nor found my shoe box of intimate
letters blown with a kiss into the wind
only to sail back within a lost bottle
She has never nibbled upon this
or that causing me to sigh in tones
of quivering lips and words found
in the silence of an idiosyncratic heart beat
She has never placed her palm to my cheek
tracing and tracking the written tears
that have kept secrets upon my flesh
some not even shared within the pains of me
She has never seen the candor that she
extracts from this mind...
nor found my shoe box of intimate
letters blown with a kiss into the wind
only to sail back within a lost bottle
She has never nibbled upon this
or that causing me to sigh in tones
of quivering lips and words found
in the silence of an idiosyncratic heart beat
She has never placed her palm to my cheek
tracing and tracking the written tears
that have kept secrets upon my flesh
some not even shared within the pains of me
She has never seen the candor that she
extracts from this mind...
566 reads
2 Comments
the flesh of words
i find you, there
in the shadows of poetry
ghost with flesh
spirit with heart
words beat a pulse
across sand and sea
landing upon a pillow
that forms my dreams
mind mixes sound
and vision from pages
of hurt laced with passion
squeezed dry yet dripping
off these naked lips
so desperately smitten
by the flesh of words
created by what you have written
in the shadows of poetry
ghost with flesh
spirit with heart
words beat a pulse
across sand and sea
landing upon a pillow
that forms my dreams
mind mixes sound
and vision from pages
of hurt laced with passion
squeezed dry yet dripping
off these naked lips
so desperately smitten
by the flesh of words
created by what you have written
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when listening to her heart beating
When listening to her heart beat
I can hear the metronomic murmurs of string
and wind instruments blending
into a susurrous symphony
(expunging note upon note through my soul)
that goes from quiver to calm while pressed
upon the rhythms of her undulating breasts
the chorus harmonizes in whispered
reverberations “I love you” wrapping
each softly plucked chord around
my name that is parenthesized
in soothingly shaded tones of “mine”
I can hear the metronomic murmurs of string
and wind instruments blending
into a susurrous symphony
(expunging note upon note through my soul)
that goes from quiver to calm while pressed
upon the rhythms of her undulating breasts
the chorus harmonizes in whispered
reverberations “I love you” wrapping
each softly plucked chord around
my name that is parenthesized
in soothingly shaded tones of “mine”
550 reads
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thoughts deeper
they wander for days
lonely travelers flowing
through shadowy unknown
terrains, looking to fill emptiness
Searching. Hoping.
To find warmth amongst
the deepest depths of cold
desperate thoughts hidden deeper
Still...
lonely travelers flowing
through shadowy unknown
terrains, looking to fill emptiness
Searching. Hoping.
To find warmth amongst
the deepest depths of cold
desperate thoughts hidden deeper
Still...
508 reads
2 Comments
the liquids of my pain
Heavy breathing...
eyes closed
hands cuffing ears
there, in complete darkness
the silence delivers her
as she comes to me
stars resting in her palms
sitting upon the moon
clouds rise to her
comforting all aches
and absorbing her pain
Rapid breathing
eyes teared
hands reaching
she felt so near
her breath danced
brushed my cheek
as her arms extended
fingers absorbing
the liquids of my pain
eyes closed
hands cuffing ears
there, in complete darkness
the silence delivers her
as she comes to me
stars resting in her palms
sitting upon the moon
clouds rise to her
comforting all aches
and absorbing her pain
Rapid breathing
eyes teared
hands reaching
she felt so near
her breath danced
brushed my cheek
as her arms extended
fingers absorbing
the liquids of my pain
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the calm of love
Crush fresh blueberries onto my chest
Wiggle your fingers about without regret
Free your thoughts to create a mess
Your touch my skin shall not forget
Kiss these palms that wont let go
With loving eyes I do trace your soul
Rise. Above. These. Sheets.
With the butterflies
And
Me
Wiggle your fingers about without regret
Free your thoughts to create a mess
Your touch my skin shall not forget
Kiss these palms that wont let go
With loving eyes I do trace your soul
Rise. Above. These. Sheets.
With the butterflies
And
Me
611 reads
4 Comments
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