Submissions by solbluesol
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
One day I might make a poet
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th May 2022 9:23pm
27th May 2022 9:23pm
Written The Weekend Of The Downs, The Night After Her Miscarriage
my wings cradled her
curves of tender air,
and the earth
circled us like death,
patient,
hungry,
deliberate
as a prayer
while we slept
in a room East
of the river
where blacktop turned
to dirt and ash
and fell like a feather
against the morning
cathedral bells
tolled 12 times
as she slipped a
jeweled comb into
her red hair,
removed her cross
and planted dog roses
in our barrow
curves of tender air,
and the earth
circled us like death,
patient,
hungry,
deliberate
as a prayer
while we slept
in a room East
of the river
where blacktop turned
to dirt and ash
and fell like a feather
against the morning
cathedral bells
tolled 12 times
as she slipped a
jeweled comb into
her red hair,
removed her cross
and planted dog roses
in our barrow
#sadness
#grief
#LifeStruggles #suffering
#LifeStruggles #suffering
296 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th May 2022 2:01am
26th May 2022 2:01am
Klamath Falls
I carried the letters of your name
to the edge of the earth,
the precipice
where Gauguin smuggled
deep blues
into a caldera
and crests of white
cover hemlock needles
beside the tongues
of black cottonwoods.
I remembered how
we would share a prayer
and then bury it
in the side of the mountain
with faint light
catching your hair,
and I saw your hand
in my pocket,
the curtains drawn,
as I lit my cigarette
with my last picture of you,
and gave you back
to the earth
to the edge of the earth,
the precipice
where Gauguin smuggled
deep blues
into a caldera
and crests of white
cover hemlock needles
beside the tongues
of black cottonwoods.
I remembered how
we would share a prayer
and then bury it
in the side of the mountain
with faint light
catching your hair,
and I saw your hand
in my pocket,
the curtains drawn,
as I lit my cigarette
with my last picture of you,
and gave you back
to the earth
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup #emotional
#breakup #emotional
305 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th May 2022 1:29pm
4th May 2022 1:29pm
Left to Languish/Lonely, But You’re not Alone, I Too Have
screamed at God been careless with the truth
set my families house afire
hidden in plain sight
harvested plagues/
poison/
perdition
bloodied fists in my chest
been butchered/left to spoil/burned at the stake
carried shame like a baby loved like the locust
wanted to crawl through my skin
...
set my families house afire
hidden in plain sight
harvested plagues/
poison/
perdition
bloodied fists in my chest
been butchered/left to spoil/burned at the stake
carried shame like a baby loved like the locust
wanted to crawl through my skin
...
#childhood
#abuse
#MentalHealth #suffering
#MentalHealth #suffering
289 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Apr 2022 2:17am
12th Apr 2022 2:17am
How To Worship A Queen
Cut a hole in the sky
pour yourself
into her chamber
sinew
plasma
jawbone
fingertips
ankle
neck
tongue
Make your offering
of blood
yours
hers
Feast
unhinged upon her
ritual
sacrament
reverence
Let your heart fall
at her feet
like a hammer/feather
pour yourself
into her chamber
sinew
plasma
jawbone
fingertips
ankle
neck
tongue
Make your offering
of blood
yours
hers
Feast
unhinged upon her
ritual
sacrament
reverence
Let your heart fall
at her feet
like a hammer/feather
#love
#relationships
#romantic #passion
#romantic #passion
383 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Apr 2022 3:47am
11th Apr 2022 3:47am
Things My Wife Says > Thirsty Twitter DM
I don’t want you to sing to me,
I want to be the song.
I want you to fill your lungs with my flame
and breathe out a melody
to spool around my rib cage.
I want my right hand to shake
as you spill your soul into mine
with perfect meter and rhythm.
I want your lyrics branded into my skin,
so if there are any that follow,
they can run their fingers over the raised flesh
and know where you have been.
They will know your mark and never
forget your name
I want to be your poem,
fuck being your muse....
I want to be the song.
I want you to fill your lungs with my flame
and breathe out a melody
to spool around my rib cage.
I want my right hand to shake
as you spill your soul into mine
with perfect meter and rhythm.
I want your lyrics branded into my skin,
so if there are any that follow,
they can run their fingers over the raised flesh
and know where you have been.
They will know your mark and never
forget your name
I want to be your poem,
fuck being your muse....
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#passion
490 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Apr 2022 2:23am
11th Apr 2022 2:23am
Crack The Sky Above Psyche’s Bed
I fuck her
madly
in a candlelit room
hung with heavy air,
of wisteria
and honeysuckle
Fifty year old vinyl
spins in the corner and
books of poetry
bound in leather,
look down upon us
with jealous pages
madly
in a candlelit room
hung with heavy air,
of wisteria
and honeysuckle
Fifty year old vinyl
spins in the corner and
books of poetry
bound in leather,
look down upon us
with jealous pages
#love
#lust
#sex
#sensual
#passion
393 reads
5 Comments
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