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
Waste
I fell in
Again
Halfway down
A bottle of bliss
Wasted the day
And now I’m pissed
And all I hear
Inside my ear
Is the reprimand
For my error
And then I see
It so clear
Facing me
In the mirror
Again
Halfway down
A bottle of bliss
Wasted the day
And now I’m pissed
And all I hear
Inside my ear
Is the reprimand
For my error
And then I see
It so clear
Facing me
In the mirror
#depression
#regret
#alcohol #disappointment
#alcohol #disappointment
237 reads
4 Comments
Cuffs

#lust
#erotic
#lover #sensual
#lover #sensual
201 reads
1 Comment
Prelude

#erotic
#lover
#sensual
#sexy
#seductive
262 reads
2 Comments
Tummy

#sensual
174 reads
1 Comment
Good Friday
I read
my story
doesn’t have to end
with thirty
dirty
silver coins;
I pray
it doesn’t,
But I
am
so very weak
my story
doesn’t have to end
with thirty
dirty
silver coins;
I pray
it doesn’t,
But I
am
so very weak
#redemption
#prayer
148 reads
4 Comments
Bloom
I breathe
softly as I can
upon
your slender neck;
You shiver
as a Springtime
cherry sapling,
loosing every
delicate blossom;
My orchard
holds
a single bloom;
My heart
is given
to you.
softly as I can
upon
your slender neck;
You shiver
as a Springtime
cherry sapling,
loosing every
delicate blossom;
My orchard
holds
a single bloom;
My heart
is given
to you.
#trees
#spring
#lover #sensual
#lover #sensual
209 reads
4 Comments
Eternity
I sit,
Quietly leafing
Through
The tattered pages
Of an old
Hymnal;
There is
Something here;
So remote,
So near;
I bow my head,
Eyes open,
Mutely asking
For mercy.
I cannot
Shake
From my mind
The inexplicable
Eternity
Written
On my heart.
Quietly leafing
Through
The tattered pages
Of an old
Hymnal;
There is
Something here;
So remote,
So near;
I bow my head,
Eyes open,
Mutely asking
For mercy.
I cannot
Shake
From my mind
The inexplicable
Eternity
Written
On my heart.
#hope
#death
#TruthOfLife #fear
#TruthOfLife #fear
206 reads
6 Comments
Dance

#erotic
#lover
#sensual #seductive
#sensual #seductive
276 reads
1 Comment
Sunday Morning

#romantic
#erotic
#lover
280 reads
3 Comments
Mirror

#erotic
#lover
220 reads
2 Comments
Thought
Heart laden with hope,
Free from care?
You may then hear it
Whisper: ‘Dare’
Discontent with joy,
Too good to bear?
Heed then the urge:
‘Compare’
Free from care?
You may then hear it
Whisper: ‘Dare’
Discontent with joy,
Too good to bear?
Heed then the urge:
‘Compare’
#happiness
#sadness
#hope #despair
#hope #despair
140 reads
1 Comment
Waning
Too soon
we find
the aches in
our joints
begin
to echo
the ones
in our hearts
we find
the aches in
our joints
begin
to echo
the ones
in our hearts
#sadness
#hope
#aging
166 reads
3 Comments
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