Submissions by souladareatease
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect- Steven Wright
Writhe
Blush of midnight sun
burned and bloomed
under her loving gaze
a statuesque Rembrandt
outlined shadows define
forms of lust, wagging tongue
her form, rose as ethereal goddess
lit by kiss and glittering stars
where every arch accentuated looms
strength within beauty supersedes all
under gold chains cradling naked breast
a feathered foot of slim demure
Their enrapt nature twist like snakes
writhing now by firelight
two tongues wrestle, lush and mighty
flames glow to pearl-set...
burned and bloomed
under her loving gaze
a statuesque Rembrandt
outlined shadows define
forms of lust, wagging tongue
her form, rose as ethereal goddess
lit by kiss and glittering stars
where every arch accentuated looms
strength within beauty supersedes all
under gold chains cradling naked breast
a feathered foot of slim demure
Their enrapt nature twist like snakes
writhing now by firelight
two tongues wrestle, lush and mighty
flames glow to pearl-set...
#animals
#birds
#nature #bees
#nature #bees
1252 reads
23 Comments
Adventures In Copy And Paste II.
Imagery Poems (From Group Play)
1:
It was right there on the tip of his tongue
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
2:
Shots rang out coupled by whistle of flight
foxholes din and all her men scream bloody murder
between the crackles of short-wave radio
stukas dive taking...
1:
It was right there on the tip of his tongue
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
2:
Shots rang out coupled by whistle of flight
foxholes din and all her men scream bloody murder
between the crackles of short-wave radio
stukas dive taking...
#emotional
#symbolism
849 reads
15 Comments
Adventures In Copy And Paste I. (From Group Play)
Narrative Poem Collection
Some Summertime
Golden fields glisten from open windows
as Mother and child offer witness
beauty and splendor waves so soft by summer winds
They smile at blue skies neighbors kites and butterflies
it was attentions given, hula-hoop demonstrations
wile my child, She thinks in glee letting laughter win Her over
Echoes dance alongside home, green grasses plush, pushed along trucks
they have sewn in memory a soft summers day
She sets in shade secure with today...
Some Summertime
Golden fields glisten from open windows
as Mother and child offer witness
beauty and splendor waves so soft by summer winds
They smile at blue skies neighbors kites and butterflies
it was attentions given, hula-hoop demonstrations
wile my child, She thinks in glee letting laughter win Her over
Echoes dance alongside home, green grasses plush, pushed along trucks
they have sewn in memory a soft summers day
She sets in shade secure with today...
#ShortStory
710 reads
6 Comments
The Weakness Of We
I hurt
deep
so do
You
Ill of body
Ill of mind
we slow
we whine
for love
for care
does
it matter
*********************************************************************************
if
Your lucky
yes
deep
so do
You
Ill of body
Ill of mind
we slow
we whine
for love
for care
does
it matter
*********************************************************************************
if
Your lucky
yes
#gratitude
780 reads
24 Comments
True Blue Jackets
Winds
we rode
upon
spoke of
time
once own
wear we
the many
threads
true blue
jackets
back patches
signs
of us
posted
walking tall
variant
supposed populace
once
was as
one
under
metal design
we rode
upon
spoke of
time
once own
wear we
the many
threads
true blue
jackets
back patches
signs
of us
posted
walking tall
variant
supposed populace
once
was as
one
under
metal design
#music
#freedom
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
757 reads
17 Comments
Crossing The Rubicon
Wards of stoic walls wrap around the perimeter
gryphon sentries set with eagle eyes sporting wings as
ash grey instances of rebellion pass historic memory
clubs and war-hammers hung, pike and sword
withering vines die outside beneath a window
...and this is where I find myself...
beholden by the many layers of family guilt
stuck as vagabond being lifeless to the tree
weary, my mind went off to twelve years ago
arguing with brothers, fighting off their masculine sides
too tempted by bullshit they swarmed,...
gryphon sentries set with eagle eyes sporting wings as
ash grey instances of rebellion pass historic memory
clubs and war-hammers hung, pike and sword
withering vines die outside beneath a window
...and this is where I find myself...
beholden by the many layers of family guilt
stuck as vagabond being lifeless to the tree
weary, my mind went off to twelve years ago
arguing with brothers, fighting off their masculine sides
too tempted by bullshit they swarmed,...
#hate
#dark
#relationships
#greed
#manipulation
1116 reads
18 Comments
Dreams And Fallen Leaves
I sauntered in the old place
Looking about for that familiar
Thrice I had screamed
"I AM HERE,PLEASE DONT TEASE"
wind whistled through the old windows
Dust despair
filling this old soul
Drops from the cherry tree
pound the roof
Echoes of Her
reverberate
living proof
"Whatchya doing buddy,write anything new?"
"Sure did Mum,something for You"
Silent those strings
no
no songs heard here
Just my shuffle and the flowing tear
Still
the images
Remembering lineage
I am...
Looking about for that familiar
Thrice I had screamed
"I AM HERE,PLEASE DONT TEASE"
wind whistled through the old windows
Dust despair
filling this old soul
Drops from the cherry tree
pound the roof
Echoes of Her
reverberate
living proof
"Whatchya doing buddy,write anything new?"
"Sure did Mum,something for You"
Silent those strings
no
no songs heard here
Just my shuffle and the flowing tear
Still
the images
Remembering lineage
I am...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood
#family
#son
1172 reads
20 Comments
Carnation
Mist of Mothers Day
She is gold-spun love
with blue-eye smiles
wealth within home
an ethos for in awe
'O' Carnation
Pink, white and temperate red
sung from beach combs
ponds to woodland kisses
they belong to You
swung up in hearty chuckle
A day, such today
it is surely one I pray
settling astride to wrap
arms about neck, pecks
to loving forehead
and yet...
just too far away
yet here...
in the land of
weep and willow
another son
hugs
and we close ...
She is gold-spun love
with blue-eye smiles
wealth within home
an ethos for in awe
'O' Carnation
Pink, white and temperate red
sung from beach combs
ponds to woodland kisses
they belong to You
swung up in hearty chuckle
A day, such today
it is surely one I pray
settling astride to wrap
arms about neck, pecks
to loving forehead
and yet...
just too far away
yet here...
in the land of
weep and willow
another son
hugs
and we close ...
#parent
#family
#son
815 reads
20 Comments
Biting Artemis
In the gods he smiled knowingly
watching Artemis slip between tree
flowing , her flight of arrow true
tunic & quiver, stag & meat
not a sound but birds of peace
Cyprus she calls willingly comfort
gutting open sacrificial sustenance
javelin to side, two blades run
knives of the light bringer, shining love
wrest for naught thine meat obtain
Isle Of Delos, Brauron and little bears
look on in mimic, souls that practice
spartan actions worshiped word for warrior
...
watching Artemis slip between tree
flowing , her flight of arrow true
tunic & quiver, stag & meat
not a sound but birds of peace
Cyprus she calls willingly comfort
gutting open sacrificial sustenance
javelin to side, two blades run
knives of the light bringer, shining love
wrest for naught thine meat obtain
Isle Of Delos, Brauron and little bears
look on in mimic, souls that practice
spartan actions worshiped word for warrior
...
#vampires
915 reads
14 Comments
Come The Strawberry Harvest
It was right there on the tip of his tongue
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
local oxen trot with goods
waves from wares drawing interest
sky blue crockery, clay-fired cups
sown sights, given sounds from local artists
evening combs and lanterns glow
smiles produce glint with laughter
soft is this...
kissing lemon with some little tart
a stone pathway, pushcart town
awaiting strawberry festival
juicy and succulent drips mix in pitcher
cool of ice lavished with suckle
so sweet She is dribbling my chin
this my friend, tis a wonderful lil town
local oxen trot with goods
waves from wares drawing interest
sky blue crockery, clay-fired cups
sown sights, given sounds from local artists
evening combs and lanterns glow
smiles produce glint with laughter
soft is this...
#happiness
#inspirational
728 reads
30 Comments
Parts And Path
leaves spiral by branch
winding hillside with random sprig
to those full open with white-striped vein
mark to trails entrance speaking home
voice to the voiceless sing from trees
spoken in wind, rustle and leaf
feather downs whistle for absent mother
padded paws chatter, chase and tumble
wilds we in Nature combine serenity
salve, balm, stroked and beloved
mired together, combing soft grasses
inhales of moisture letting oak permeate
pink swirls dipped in red blending blue sky
playing gateway for red-tailed...
winding hillside with random sprig
to those full open with white-striped vein
mark to trails entrance speaking home
voice to the voiceless sing from trees
spoken in wind, rustle and leaf
feather downs whistle for absent mother
padded paws chatter, chase and tumble
wilds we in Nature combine serenity
salve, balm, stroked and beloved
mired together, combing soft grasses
inhales of moisture letting oak permeate
pink swirls dipped in red blending blue sky
playing gateway for red-tailed...
#forest
#animals
#spring
807 reads
12 Comments
The Focus
They broke over hearing the news
poured paper thin as a ghastly headline
Jacks glance spotted it at once between the ink
he hugged his family, slid the curtain, observant of the rot outdoors
Lucy waved frantically from her window
her mirror image and Listerine losing appeal
she was unsure if he ever paid attention, eyebrows like skylines
images of his posture were shadowed in compromised serenity
Jack was hostage watching the ominous smoke rise above his family
thumps heard in the distance trampled like elephants
one...
poured paper thin as a ghastly headline
Jacks glance spotted it at once between the ink
he hugged his family, slid the curtain, observant of the rot outdoors
Lucy waved frantically from her window
her mirror image and Listerine losing appeal
she was unsure if he ever paid attention, eyebrows like skylines
images of his posture were shadowed in compromised serenity
Jack was hostage watching the ominous smoke rise above his family
thumps heard in the distance trampled like elephants
one...
#evil
#shadows
#greed
#sacrifice
#manipulation
725 reads
32 Comments
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