Submissions by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Til The End
The wind that caught his sails
- was the wind that took my breath away
Life was like a wave at times
- rough and hard to balance ourselves
Firmly standing our ground
- we managed to stay together til the end
- was the wind that took my breath away
Life was like a wave at times
- rough and hard to balance ourselves
Firmly standing our ground
- we managed to stay together til the end
689 reads
6 Comments
Everything
my heart was everything -
i gave everything away
everything is there -
in the passage between
your eye's and yourself -
and where i stand
the thought of me -
chases in your own mind
and my heart -
is your everything
i gave everything away
everything is there -
in the passage between
your eye's and yourself -
and where i stand
the thought of me -
chases in your own mind
and my heart -
is your everything
745 reads
13 Comments
The Answer ~
What am I to your heart-
a golden summer afternoon
with sweet breasts?
Like the red fruit that dangles
from the tree under the full moon
Am I the knot in your ring of love-
or maybe the words caught
in your throat?
Like the silence of falling ashes
from the fire that burns between us
a golden summer afternoon
with sweet breasts?
Like the red fruit that dangles
from the tree under the full moon
Am I the knot in your ring of love-
or maybe the words caught
in your throat?
Like the silence of falling ashes
from the fire that burns between us
625 reads
12 Comments
White
She was made of light and air,
she was like -
a soaring cloud
and a lifetime of passion
She was his sweet invasion,
she was a long pause -
during a quick touch
and a forever smile on his burning lips
she was like -
a soaring cloud
and a lifetime of passion
She was his sweet invasion,
she was a long pause -
during a quick touch
and a forever smile on his burning lips
795 reads
8 Comments
Here~
I am here
wherever
here is;
It doesn't
matter
What does
matter,
This sky
above me,
the water
before me,
and the earth
underneath me,
This is my
fortune
Let the clouds
and colors
enchant my
eye's
The poet in me
calls this home
Photograph by Tommie Lynn
wherever
here is;
It doesn't
matter
What does
matter,
This sky
above me,
the water
before me,
and the earth
underneath me,
This is my
fortune
Let the clouds
and colors
enchant my
eye's
The poet in me
calls this home
Photograph by Tommie Lynn
1131 reads
22 Comments
Baby, Maybe
Baby, awake in me in the morning
Maybe, knock on my heart tonight
Maybe, knock on my heart tonight
1096 reads
10 Comments
Little Fox, Big Heart
I held him on my lap for more than an hour, we watched one of his favorite movies, probably for the hundredth time.
I know he feels love but this was different.
This was powerful.
When a sad part came on this little Fox, who's only one, had tears in his eye's. His big beautiful blue eye's, full of tears.
I was amazed how this little boy could feel such sadness for a character on t.v. and I thought how extraordinary and unique he is.
He's a crystal child, with a big heart.
I know he feels love but this was different.
This was powerful.
When a sad part came on this little Fox, who's only one, had tears in his eye's. His big beautiful blue eye's, full of tears.
I was amazed how this little boy could feel such sadness for a character on t.v. and I thought how extraordinary and unique he is.
He's a crystal child, with a big heart.
722 reads
8 Comments
Fragments
She wasn't poetry
or a poem
She was light
with groves of darkness
Fragments of soft
words spill
From her smooth
soft mouth
or a poem
She was light
with groves of darkness
Fragments of soft
words spill
From her smooth
soft mouth
879 reads
12 Comments
~Plain Woman
I suffer with my poems,
my right hand aches
as I write, for I am only
a plain woman with wild
thoughts
I make love to paper while
my mind, wants,
that burning touch from a
lover, the shaking breath
in my ear, that alteration
in the beat of my pulse
my right hand aches
as I write, for I am only
a plain woman with wild
thoughts
I make love to paper while
my mind, wants,
that burning touch from a
lover, the shaking breath
in my ear, that alteration
in the beat of my pulse
778 reads
12 Comments
What I Need
In need of a shot, make
It honey whiskey
A real good poke
And a fucking six hour nap
It honey whiskey
A real good poke
And a fucking six hour nap
802 reads
9 Comments
Carving My Bones
He penetrates my silence
plucks me with eager fingers
watching my nipples rise
He travels the depths of my palpable heat
exploring me with his acrobat tongue
causing my thighs to shiver
Lips spread and beauty trickling down
wanting all of me he doesn't waste
a single drop of my precious dew
plucks me with eager fingers
watching my nipples rise
He travels the depths of my palpable heat
exploring me with his acrobat tongue
causing my thighs to shiver
Lips spread and beauty trickling down
wanting all of me he doesn't waste
a single drop of my precious dew
1057 reads
15 Comments
Land of Love
immersed in the layers of this earth
silent wanderer in an infinity of trees
with lips primed for pleasurable sips
silent wanderer in an infinity of trees
with lips primed for pleasurable sips
730 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)