Submissions by tell_me_wy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
“You write your first draft with your heart. And you rewrite with your head..; the first key to writing, is…to write; not to think.” - William Forrester, Finding Forrester
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2022 8:46pm
13th Feb 2022 8:46pm
Curious
It is a curious thing,
Even heartbreaking:
That the eyes ever seeking light
Might turn from its splendor;
The heart seeking home
Might elect a vagabond existence;
The soul begging for God
Might ever withdraw from him.
Even heartbreaking:
That the eyes ever seeking light
Might turn from its splendor;
The heart seeking home
Might elect a vagabond existence;
The soul begging for God
Might ever withdraw from him.
#depression
#FeelingLost
#poverty #vulnerability
#poverty #vulnerability
517 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Feb 2022 9:24pm
8th Feb 2022 9:24pm
Proud
We might have
laughed our way into age,
growing older,
shorter,
wider,
together.
Instead,
we parted,
while yet young
and thin
and proud.
laughed our way into age,
growing older,
shorter,
wider,
together.
Instead,
we parted,
while yet young
and thin
and proud.
#love
#grief
610 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2022 8:30pm
3rd Feb 2022 8:30pm
Shame
How easily
I fell;
How easily
I plucked away
The letters from
‘My lovE’
And
Fell into
The folly of
‘ME’
I fell;
How easily
I plucked away
The letters from
‘My lovE’
And
Fell into
The folly of
‘ME’
#love
#regret
#grief #lover
#grief #lover
700 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jan 2022 9:30pm
29th Jan 2022 9:30pm
Eyes
Autumn mornings,
Foggy grey,
A bittersweet
Sort of day;
Woodsmoke lingers
In the breeze,
And deeply now
I pause to breathe;
The sun rises warm,
The sky clears to blue,
And I miss the grey
That reminds me of you.
Foggy grey,
A bittersweet
Sort of day;
Woodsmoke lingers
In the breeze,
And deeply now
I pause to breathe;
The sun rises warm,
The sky clears to blue,
And I miss the grey
That reminds me of you.
#love
#sky
#fall #lover
#fall #lover
557 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2022 3:46am
23rd Jan 2022 3:46am
Finale
Thunderstorm without,
And all these city lights
Blending neon watercolor:
Kaleidoscopic sight.
The drops, in rhythm,
Tap the pane;
Now and then a thunder crash
Bellows it’s refrain.
I stand alone,
Within this busy home;
A final breath to breathe,
Ere again I must roam.
And all these city lights
Blending neon watercolor:
Kaleidoscopic sight.
The drops, in rhythm,
Tap the pane;
Now and then a thunder crash
Bellows it’s refrain.
I stand alone,
Within this busy home;
A final breath to breathe,
Ere again I must roam.
#grief
#hope
#homelessness
304 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jan 2022 9:08am
12th Jan 2022 9:08am
Recitation
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
#passion
711 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jan 2022 11:33pm
11th Jan 2022 11:33pm
Winter
The room, once white,
now fading gold;
The day, once young,
is growing old.
now fading gold;
The day, once young,
is growing old.
#winter
#night
#sleep
414 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2022 10:22pm
11th Jan 2022 10:22pm
Torn
Loneliness is in my name;
Longing just to be known.
But such desire seems bring shame,
And I feel it can never be shown.
Longing just to be known.
But such desire seems bring shame,
And I feel it can never be shown.
#depression
#grief
#loneliness
#FeelingLost
#fear
450 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jan 2022 4:17am
11th Jan 2022 4:17am
Seasons
She dances as the autumn gold
Falling from the trees;
As soft and pure as a new
Breath out of the sea;
Her laughter is a sudden burst
Of warm summer sea breeze;
And shining bright as Christmas lights
Her eyes brim with joie de vivre.
Falling from the trees;
As soft and pure as a new
Breath out of the sea;
Her laughter is a sudden burst
Of warm summer sea breeze;
And shining bright as Christmas lights
Her eyes brim with joie de vivre.
#hope
#beauty
#lover
412 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jan 2022 5:01am
8th Jan 2022 5:01am
Character
Beauty is a garden
At the edge of Winter’s whim;
Character is an oak
Undaunted by its wind.
At the edge of Winter’s whim;
Character is an oak
Undaunted by its wind.
#beauty
#winter
#wind
381 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Dec 2021 6:26am
30th Dec 2021 6:26am
11:11
Some sort of wishy-washy magical mediocrity,
This random set of similar numbers
Grinning on the clock face;
I fall asleep with the lights on,
With liquor in my veins,
And I can’t figure if these are to
Ward off the memories of you
Or bring them back again;
They’ll say
I never knew what love was about.
You rarely
Showered me with grace.
But I suppose
I might break again
Should I see the wonder of your face.
I can never win you back.
My dreams all play in grey.
But, oh! All that I would give ...
This random set of similar numbers
Grinning on the clock face;
I fall asleep with the lights on,
With liquor in my veins,
And I can’t figure if these are to
Ward off the memories of you
Or bring them back again;
They’ll say
I never knew what love was about.
You rarely
Showered me with grace.
But I suppose
I might break again
Should I see the wonder of your face.
I can never win you back.
My dreams all play in grey.
But, oh! All that I would give ...
#love
#grief
#hurt
568 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Dec 2021 5:42am
28th Dec 2021 5:42am
Heart
I think I figured out
why I never took you up
on that parting drink:
You’d have walked into that bar,
a shimmer on a storm cloud,
just as beautiful as
every day I had with you.
You’d have smiled awkwardly,
that weird sort of uncertain smile
that I wanted to kiss
again and again.
We’d have talked,
maybe laughed,
maybe hugged,
but at the end we’d go out the door
under the star-flecked sky
and you’d ask me why
and I’d ask you why (but I knew).
I cannot keep what is not mine, ...
why I never took you up
on that parting drink:
You’d have walked into that bar,
a shimmer on a storm cloud,
just as beautiful as
every day I had with you.
You’d have smiled awkwardly,
that weird sort of uncertain smile
that I wanted to kiss
again and again.
We’d have talked,
maybe laughed,
maybe hugged,
but at the end we’d go out the door
under the star-flecked sky
and you’d ask me why
and I’d ask you why (but I knew).
I cannot keep what is not mine, ...
#love
#grief
#heartbroken
485 reads
3 Comments
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