Submissions by solanaceae
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
No specific style or genre - just expressing myself as I see fit.
Rooted
I exist
where you are,
you exist, with me;
Our roots
tie us together
like a tangled
forest of trees.
With every song
I listen to,
& in all things
I see,
my roots,
they all come back
to you--
entangling
and embracing
me.
Yet, after I am
cut down,
rooted we still
shall be,
For, I will always find
my way back
to you,
connected by
the tree.
where you are,
you exist, with me;
Our roots
tie us together
like a tangled
forest of trees.
With every song
I listen to,
& in all things
I see,
my roots,
they all come back
to you--
entangling
and embracing
me.
Yet, after I am
cut down,
rooted we still
shall be,
For, I will always find
my way back
to you,
connected by
the tree.
#love
#IMissYou
#separation
429 reads
4 Comments
The Veil
I wonder,
do you feel me
underneath your veil?
You're close enough to touch,
but not enough to feel.
This veil gives us a
sense of comfort,
but it is merely an illusion.
For beneath the opacity
we suffer from
loneliness &
confusion.
As much as I love you,
and want you to stay,
inevitably, I feel you
once more
slipping away
--
into the veil's
suffocating
embrace.
do you feel me
underneath your veil?
You're close enough to touch,
but not enough to feel.
This veil gives us a
sense of comfort,
but it is merely an illusion.
For beneath the opacity
we suffer from
loneliness &
confusion.
As much as I love you,
and want you to stay,
inevitably, I feel you
once more
slipping away
--
into the veil's
suffocating
embrace.
#love
#relationships
#lover #conflict
#lover #conflict
491 reads
4 Comments
Watercolor Tears
Visual
#sadness
#emotional
#hurt
771 reads
4 Comments
Crown of Tears
Another night without you,
no one to wake up to,
but your ghost still
haunts this lonely
house of mine.
I sit and stare for an hour,
desperately needing the
willpower to get up
and start the day,
but it doesn't feel the same.
Your ghost follows me into
every room,
like a lingering cloud
from a cartoon.
Above my head, it sits,
and it fits just like a crown.
These sad eyes,
reflected in the mirror,
have never looked any clearer,
as they wash away the pain,
of never seeing you...
no one to wake up to,
but your ghost still
haunts this lonely
house of mine.
I sit and stare for an hour,
desperately needing the
willpower to get up
and start the day,
but it doesn't feel the same.
Your ghost follows me into
every room,
like a lingering cloud
from a cartoon.
Above my head, it sits,
and it fits just like a crown.
These sad eyes,
reflected in the mirror,
have never looked any clearer,
as they wash away the pain,
of never seeing you...
#grief
#heartbroken
#breakup
523 reads
1 Comment
In Mo(u)rning
my dear
friend
this too,
shall pass
in quiet times,
like the day
I held you
in my arms
while you cried,
shaking,
and your
world
was falling
apart;
but we both
know that
sunshine
always comes
round'
the next
mo(u)rning
friend
this too,
shall pass
in quiet times,
like the day
I held you
in my arms
while you cried,
shaking,
and your
world
was falling
apart;
but we both
know that
sunshine
always comes
round'
the next
mo(u)rning
#love
#grief
#friendship #support
#friendship #support
454 reads
2 Comments
Starry-Eyed (Visual)
Starry-Eyed -- Visual Poem
#love
#haiku
#lover
#FallingInLove
#senryu
604 reads
1 Comment
The Wren (Visual)
Visual Poem for The Wren
#love
#grief
#family #death
#family #death
915 reads
3 Comments
Autumn Dreams (Visual)
lovely red
maple,
ochre, and
pine-green
dipped trees
set the stage
& backdrop
of my favorite
scenes
the leaves
that
are falling,
crinkling
beneath my feet
bring back beautiful
memories
of the season,
just for me
sweetly spiced
orange and
apple
ciders
fill the air
&
all the while,
smoky hazes
from bonfires and
cinnamon-sugar
kisses
dream of
drifting into
one of those
starry nights
and waking up
to a...
maple,
ochre, and
pine-green
dipped trees
set the stage
& backdrop
of my favorite
scenes
the leaves
that
are falling,
crinkling
beneath my feet
bring back beautiful
memories
of the season,
just for me
sweetly spiced
orange and
apple
ciders
fill the air
&
all the while,
smoky hazes
from bonfires and
cinnamon-sugar
kisses
dream of
drifting into
one of those
starry nights
and waking up
to a...
#trees
#fall
#nature
887 reads
6 Comments
Autumn Dreams
lovely red
maple,
ochre, and
pine-green
dipped trees
set the stage
& backdrop
of my favorite
scenes
the leaves
that
are falling,
crinkling
beneath my feet
bring back beautiful
memories
of the season,
just for me
sweetly spiced
orange and
apple
ciders
fill the air
&
all the while,
smoky hazes
from bonfires and
cinnamon-sugar
kisses
dream of
drifting into
one of those
starry nights
and waking up
to a...
maple,
ochre, and
pine-green
dipped trees
set the stage
& backdrop
of my favorite
scenes
the leaves
that
are falling,
crinkling
beneath my feet
bring back beautiful
memories
of the season,
just for me
sweetly spiced
orange and
apple
ciders
fill the air
&
all the while,
smoky hazes
from bonfires and
cinnamon-sugar
kisses
dream of
drifting into
one of those
starry nights
and waking up
to a...
#trees
#fall
#nature
426 reads
5 Comments
Precious Moments
He sits across
from me
while waitresses
and customers
scurry about
in a cacophony
of clinking plates
and cheap bass
echoing
from the
speakers.
But the only sound
I hear
is his endearingly
nervous laughter,
as he reaches
across the table
in wanting
affirmation.
And with open
palms,
he greets me,
and waits
expectantly
for me to
place my hands
in his.
Hiding a soft grin,
with his eyes
he tells me
simply,
that he loves ...
from me
while waitresses
and customers
scurry about
in a cacophony
of clinking plates
and cheap bass
echoing
from the
speakers.
But the only sound
I hear
is his endearingly
nervous laughter,
as he reaches
across the table
in wanting
affirmation.
And with open
palms,
he greets me,
and waits
expectantly
for me to
place my hands
in his.
Hiding a soft grin,
with his eyes
he tells me
simply,
that he loves ...
#love
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
446 reads
5 Comments
Cleanse
take this body now,
cleanse it
to wash away the pain
--
purge my demons
from within
before I fall prey to them
--
I'm ready to slither
from this skin
and confront my deadly
sins
--
I'm ready to be whole again,
to leave this nest I've built
and begin
cleanse it
to wash away the pain
--
purge my demons
from within
before I fall prey to them
--
I'm ready to slither
from this skin
and confront my deadly
sins
--
I'm ready to be whole again,
to leave this nest I've built
and begin
#depression
#regret
#conflict
#confessional
#redemption
457 reads
3 Comments
Leave a Trace
scarred
tongues carve
my mind's
worst intentions
into your
skin
with words
that bite,
poisoning you
and leaving traces
of pain
for years to
come
tongues carve
my mind's
worst intentions
into your
skin
with words
that bite,
poisoning you
and leaving traces
of pain
for years to
come
#relationships
#conflict
#abuse
459 reads
2 Comments
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