Submissions by theskyatdawn2
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love dark poetry, whimsy, and fantasy to tell stories in long meter mostly.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2022 10:32pm
27th Oct 2022 10:32pm
A Magikal Night
Full is the moon, under a clear and starry night,
The forest creatures stir to gather before the light.
In the distance an owl hoots and the wind softly moans,
The leaves stir gently and the trees are overgrown.
Off in a small clearing, a woman stands alone,
Her kettle in the center, she sings in ancient tones.
Dancing in a rhythmic dance, around the fire pot,
She draws a sacred circle around this very spot.
She calls to her goddess, a name lost in time,
With a sword in one hand, and the other a chime.
She traces the circle; a...
The forest creatures stir to gather before the light.
In the distance an owl hoots and the wind softly moans,
The leaves stir gently and the trees are overgrown.
Off in a small clearing, a woman stands alone,
Her kettle in the center, she sings in ancient tones.
Dancing in a rhythmic dance, around the fire pot,
She draws a sacred circle around this very spot.
She calls to her goddess, a name lost in time,
With a sword in one hand, and the other a chime.
She traces the circle; a...
#nature
#spiritual
#gratitude
#pagan
#magic
253 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2022 10:30pm
27th Oct 2022 10:30pm
Penance
Peering out of darkness that hurts my eyes.
Walking out to see a land lay to waste.
Where is the city and all the people?
Seeking vestiges of life; there is no trace.
Where did all the buildings go?
Rubble and snapped cables are everywhere.
Smoke drifting by from all around
Isolated fires burning hot in the acrid air.
Carefully moving through the rubble,
Stumbling and falling along the way,
Toxic smoke burning my lungs and nostrils
And skeletal walls shield out the day.
Climbing up a mountain of rubble,
To see...
Walking out to see a land lay to waste.
Where is the city and all the people?
Seeking vestiges of life; there is no trace.
Where did all the buildings go?
Rubble and snapped cables are everywhere.
Smoke drifting by from all around
Isolated fires burning hot in the acrid air.
Carefully moving through the rubble,
Stumbling and falling along the way,
Toxic smoke burning my lungs and nostrils
And skeletal walls shield out the day.
Climbing up a mountain of rubble,
To see...
#dark
#violence
#death
#fate
#apocalypse
295 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2022 5:07am
27th Oct 2022 5:07am
The Highwayman
Bells toll loudly from a distant tower, telling of a gathering for the event
The Headsman's axe is primed for dispatch of justice to be sent.
Let me tell how this came to pass, as I await a walk to life's conclusion,
Be assured to hold me no pity, I do not ask it, so there is no confusion.
I pillaged and plundered the countryside as a highwayman by trade
Mostly I traveled alone, but ever so often, would join a band's raid.
I joined a pack of ruffians to track down a shipment of king's gold,
Everything went according to plan, but one fool became too...
The Headsman's axe is primed for dispatch of justice to be sent.
Let me tell how this came to pass, as I await a walk to life's conclusion,
Be assured to hold me no pity, I do not ask it, so there is no confusion.
I pillaged and plundered the countryside as a highwayman by trade
Mostly I traveled alone, but ever so often, would join a band's raid.
I joined a pack of ruffians to track down a shipment of king's gold,
Everything went according to plan, but one fool became too...
#anger
#dark
#death
#hell
#greed
250 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Oct 2022 4:48am
27th Oct 2022 4:48am
My Burning Passions
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#passion
442 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Oct 2022 9:06pm
26th Oct 2022 9:06pm
Who Will You See?
I am called by many names, that's ancient, yet misunderstood;
I may be in my black cloak with my dark and pointed hood.
If I come to you like this and you feel dread in my manner,
I will know no one pities you, or is happily waving your banner.
I will dispatch you to a place that you have to go and see,
At this moment you'll understand; your soul will never be freed.
As you cry out into the darkness and tremble at my sight,
Seizing hold of your soul, we take a swift downward flight.
Then…….
Sometimes, I will come as an angel, all...
I may be in my black cloak with my dark and pointed hood.
If I come to you like this and you feel dread in my manner,
I will know no one pities you, or is happily waving your banner.
I will dispatch you to a place that you have to go and see,
At this moment you'll understand; your soul will never be freed.
As you cry out into the darkness and tremble at my sight,
Seizing hold of your soul, we take a swift downward flight.
Then…….
Sometimes, I will come as an angel, all...
#death
#redemption
#morality
#wisdom
#fear
318 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Oct 2022 8:45pm
26th Oct 2022 8:45pm
My Celtic Harp
My Celtic harp has been passed on, for eight generations,
It has fine and delicate carvings of the Gaelic nations.
My history looms in the past, like a child out of time,
I feel this, as my hands move over the craft and the design.
A story told to a child, it was made of old souls and bones,
If one listened very closely, one could hear ancestral moans.
It was said to play all alone, if one sang perfectly in tune,
The ancient songs of old Celtic rhymes from under a solstice moon.
My fingers touch where another’s had been in the hourglass of...
It has fine and delicate carvings of the Gaelic nations.
My history looms in the past, like a child out of time,
I feel this, as my hands move over the craft and the design.
A story told to a child, it was made of old souls and bones,
If one listened very closely, one could hear ancestral moans.
It was said to play all alone, if one sang perfectly in tune,
The ancient songs of old Celtic rhymes from under a solstice moon.
My fingers touch where another’s had been in the hourglass of...
#inspirational
#music
#historical
#witches
#nonfiction
296 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
26th Oct 2022 4:58am
26th Oct 2022 4:58am
Song Of A Sea Siren
Can you hear her calling you, an old voice on the wind,
Listen to the haunting tones speaking of places you have been.
Whispering loudly, stretching out to you, from across the sea,
An ancient voice that will sing softly of your history.
Singing of your loneliness, your hunger and your pain.
Crying to you, 'Come unto me, in your heart I will remain.’
You feel the ribbons pulling you into her sheltering arms,
Knowing there is comfort you, in her beauty and her charms.
You see her face upon the winds and in the pouring rain,
You hear her...
Listen to the haunting tones speaking of places you have been.
Whispering loudly, stretching out to you, from across the sea,
An ancient voice that will sing softly of your history.
Singing of your loneliness, your hunger and your pain.
Crying to you, 'Come unto me, in your heart I will remain.’
You feel the ribbons pulling you into her sheltering arms,
Knowing there is comfort you, in her beauty and her charms.
You see her face upon the winds and in the pouring rain,
You hear her...
#sea
#water
#historical #mermaids
#historical #mermaids
277 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
26th Oct 2022 4:35am
26th Oct 2022 4:35am
A Pirate's Life
Canvas snapping in a southeastern wind,
Sun above and salt spray on me chin.
We make for Jamaica, our next port of call,
Montego Bay, so that we bypass the squall.
Aye, we be men of the sea, and secrets she keeps,
Pirates they call us, tis’ only treasure we seek.
The smell of the brine and the air tastes of salt,
When a ship comes in sight, we force them to halt.
If after a bloody battle, the ship is left for scrap,
All is commandeered from a well-executed attack.
We tie all captains to the mast, as their ships sank,
The...
Sun above and salt spray on me chin.
We make for Jamaica, our next port of call,
Montego Bay, so that we bypass the squall.
Aye, we be men of the sea, and secrets she keeps,
Pirates they call us, tis’ only treasure we seek.
The smell of the brine and the air tastes of salt,
When a ship comes in sight, we force them to halt.
If after a bloody battle, the ship is left for scrap,
All is commandeered from a well-executed attack.
We tie all captains to the mast, as their ships sank,
The...
#sea
#historical
253 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Oct 2022 8:41pm
25th Oct 2022 8:41pm
Le Vampir
Darkness dons it's blackened shawl,
draping itself across the city.
Descending to chase away lights traces
of the day without remorse or pity.
The emptied streets envelope shadows
in the silence of the night.
A figure stands alone concealed
away from the lanterns light.
Piercing eyes from under the cloak
viewing the world with selfish desires.
Eyes that seek the lusting sustenance
driven by hunger's burning fires.
A fevered mind at the edge of madness
from gluttony's unsatisfied power.
Flashing memories...
draping itself across the city.
Descending to chase away lights traces
of the day without remorse or pity.
The emptied streets envelope shadows
in the silence of the night.
A figure stands alone concealed
away from the lanterns light.
Piercing eyes from under the cloak
viewing the world with selfish desires.
Eyes that seek the lusting sustenance
driven by hunger's burning fires.
A fevered mind at the edge of madness
from gluttony's unsatisfied power.
Flashing memories...
#dark
#death
#vampires
278 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Oct 2022 8:34pm
25th Oct 2022 8:34pm
The Masquerade
#sex
#historical
321 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Oct 2022 10:47am
25th Oct 2022 10:47am
Fairy Flight
On a day like no other, with a dim light in the sky,
A fairy child brought by his mother, comes to learn to fly.
She tends him to a clearing where all the wildflower grows,
Drops him onto the highest petal, and kissed him on the nose.
She told him, 'Be not afraid, my love, I'll catch you if you fall'.
Hoping this gave him confidence and he stood up very tall.
She called to him, 'Now crouch real low, and leap high into the sky!'
'Remember, beat your wings real fast, and you will begin to fly!'
He shot through the air, so feather light and...
A fairy child brought by his mother, comes to learn to fly.
She tends him to a clearing where all the wildflower grows,
Drops him onto the highest petal, and kissed him on the nose.
She told him, 'Be not afraid, my love, I'll catch you if you fall'.
Hoping this gave him confidence and he stood up very tall.
She called to him, 'Now crouch real low, and leap high into the sky!'
'Remember, beat your wings real fast, and you will begin to fly!'
He shot through the air, so feather light and...
#children
#family
#fairies #magic
#fairies #magic
348 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Oct 2022 10:36am
25th Oct 2022 10:36am
The Ghost of Castle Keep
On a gloomy rainy night, with lightning in the sky,
Sounds of howling winds, seem to moan and cry.
There lies a steep mountain with a castle keep,
On a narrow road where the darkness does sleep.
There is a small village near by, within a tavern stay
The late night patrons gather, whom have tales to say.
They speak of the castle, dark, remote and dreary,
And about an angry ghost that searches the halls, so weary.
The phantom wears heavy chains, links made by his deeds,
Weighing him down in frustration, where his evil breeds.
They...
Sounds of howling winds, seem to moan and cry.
There lies a steep mountain with a castle keep,
On a narrow road where the darkness does sleep.
There is a small village near by, within a tavern stay
The late night patrons gather, whom have tales to say.
They speak of the castle, dark, remote and dreary,
And about an angry ghost that searches the halls, so weary.
The phantom wears heavy chains, links made by his deeds,
Weighing him down in frustration, where his evil breeds.
They...
#Halloween
#scary
#ghosts
335 reads
4 Comments
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