Submissions by toniscales (Lost Girl)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am very critical of my own work but I tend to love intensely, and writing is an emotional release and catharsis I can't seem to resist.
LOVE POEM
Published
Today 8:13pm
Today 8:13pm
Mementoes
Already, the day is slow. Tired.
The plastic tarp
yawning on the fence.
My eyes are dry
from crying, from seeing
too much and too little.
Even the wind is sobbing, somewhere.
Softly. Branches hang suspended
like a doll's limbs
from the railing.
My daughter bends towards me
in the doorway. Kisses me
on the head, smelling of sadness,
of perfume and vodka.
I am scared
and tiny and broken,
and completely unworthy.
But my love for her, like a cup,
threatens to spill...
The plastic tarp
yawning on the fence.
My eyes are dry
from crying, from seeing
too much and too little.
Even the wind is sobbing, somewhere.
Softly. Branches hang suspended
like a doll's limbs
from the railing.
My daughter bends towards me
in the doorway. Kisses me
on the head, smelling of sadness,
of perfume and vodka.
I am scared
and tiny and broken,
and completely unworthy.
But my love for her, like a cup,
threatens to spill...
#despair
#love
#mother #motherhood
#mother #motherhood
19 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jan 2025 10:28pm
21st Jan 2025 10:28pm
Snow in Texas
It's always with me. The sense of being lost and sad and alone. The ramification of the faulty wiring of my chemically imbalanced brain… But I have so much to be grateful for. So much to feel positive about. I've had so many chances lately to hold my precious grandbaby in my arms and take care of her. To behold her beautiful face when it lights up in wonder and delight. I have a wonderful relationship with my beautiful, healthy daughter and her fiance, who is already like a son-in-law to me. I have a home and food and a warm bed to sleep in, and I'm still alive. And it's snowing in Texas,...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#love
59 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2025 11:25pm
7th Jan 2025 11:25pm
Poetry chapbook released
Hi. I hope everyone on the site is doing great and having a great new year so far. I'm excited and honored to have my first poetry chapbook released by dancing girl press. If interested, you can get it from the link below... I can also mail out copies; if interested, just send me a direct message. Thank you so much. And thank you deeply to everyone who has taken the time to comment on my work. It means more to me than I can adequately express.
https://dulcetshop.myshopify.com/products/blue-rebecca-toni-scales
https://dulcetshop.myshopify.com/products/blue-rebecca-toni-scales
#LifeAsAWriter
82 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
4th Jan 2025 7:25pm
The Science of Affection
I was watching TV, and I thought how strange and beautiful it is when lovers kiss… Grabbing at each other, trying desperately to find a connection, an end to this vast space of human loneliness. To meld lives and bodies... I have been alone for so long now, and unfortunately I don't think love was ever in the cards for me, and shall not be within the odd, melancholic, suffering-kissed blink of my lifetime… But today, I imagined being kissed once again and embraced by someone I loved… To be able to fill that perpetual emptiness inside me… How perhaps only the taste of me on his lips would give...
#love
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
129 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 8:55pm
3rd Jan 2025 8:55pm
What I wrote today on Facebook
I wish I could summon my passion again. When I was younger, I was brimming with passion for life, almost to the point of bursting, and I had so many interests I put careful time into cultivating... But now, I've grown so stagnant, so complacent. It's true that my meds make me feel a great deal of apathy and lethargy, and I'm maxed out on the doses, but I can't blame my present state on this alone. It's so difficult to create now, and writing doesn't come easily anymore. In fact, most of the time now, I just can't write. I think I've let myself get out of the practice of writing. This has been...
#LifeAsAWriter
63 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 8:49pm
3rd Jan 2025 8:49pm
Poem featured in Rogue Agent
https://www.rogueagentjournal.com/issue118
#LifeAsAWriter
61 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 10:57pm
29th Dec 2024 10:57pm
To My Mother at New Year's
On the phone, my father
urges me to remember you.
I remember your anger,
the luminous swell
of your outdated,
blond beehive;
your cold opulence,
how everything you touched
turned beautiful.
How you smelled of Giorgio,
the gorgeous handwriting
on your envelopes.
In every room,
an elegant vase of flowers,
petals and ivy descending
in perfect patterns;
luxurious dresses
you created yourself.
How I could never fit
into your constellations
of perfection...
urges me to remember you.
I remember your anger,
the luminous swell
of your outdated,
blond beehive;
your cold opulence,
how everything you touched
turned beautiful.
How you smelled of Giorgio,
the gorgeous handwriting
on your envelopes.
In every room,
an elegant vase of flowers,
petals and ivy descending
in perfect patterns;
luxurious dresses
you created yourself.
How I could never fit
into your constellations
of perfection...
#death
#grief
#love
92 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 11:31am
12th Dec 2024 11:31am
Redemption
My 26 year-old daughter has bought
a Christmas tree. She stands
at the stove, stirring sausage
and parmesan cheese into scrambled eggs.
It’s that time of the month when food
is scarce, but my daughter
has a knack for making meals
out of sparse ingredients.
I sit with my 3 month-old granddaughter
who rests in her swing.
We play pat-a-cake, then I roll her legs
like the wheels of a choo-choo train.
My daughter comes
to sit next to us at the table,
a jigsaw puzzle spread out
upon its surface. ...
a Christmas tree. She stands
at the stove, stirring sausage
and parmesan cheese into scrambled eggs.
It’s that time of the month when food
is scarce, but my daughter
has a knack for making meals
out of sparse ingredients.
I sit with my 3 month-old granddaughter
who rests in her swing.
We play pat-a-cake, then I roll her legs
like the wheels of a choo-choo train.
My daughter comes
to sit next to us at the table,
a jigsaw puzzle spread out
upon its surface. ...
#family
#love
#motherhood
88 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 2:11am
27th Nov 2024 2:11am
Rachel
We're good at making things fit. The day grown soft from pain. Grown fragile and necrotic at the edges. The hurt in my body is not centered. I can feel it everywhere, snaking a brutal seduction through my limbs. The way certain adjectives feel on my tongue. I taste words again and again. Malady. Milady. Meanwhile the objects wait. The blue satin curtains with fringe tassels. The sad, leftover slant of the pillow. The ache in me, sinuous. Its endless, indelible perfume.
#depression
#sadness
75 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 2:06am
27th Nov 2024 2:06am
The Rising
It's evening now. I look out
into the night sky, the moon a cup
of blackness. There are no stars
to guide me through this emptiness.
I think of how my mother died
long ago. This tiny ball of a universe,
casting us off so effortlessly, indifferently.
So small we are, so alone.
My mother loved me when I was a child
but grew to hate me.
Just like my adult daughter does now.
We used to be so close.
Sharing secrets and vodka.
But today I learned I'm just an obligation.
I squeeze my toes, feeling the strange
tingling of...
into the night sky, the moon a cup
of blackness. There are no stars
to guide me through this emptiness.
I think of how my mother died
long ago. This tiny ball of a universe,
casting us off so effortlessly, indifferently.
So small we are, so alone.
My mother loved me when I was a child
but grew to hate me.
Just like my adult daughter does now.
We used to be so close.
Sharing secrets and vodka.
But today I learned I'm just an obligation.
I squeeze my toes, feeling the strange
tingling of...
#aging
#despair
#loneliness
85 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Oct 2024 6:52pm
31st Oct 2024 6:52pm
Publication in Coffin Bell Journal
I'm so sorry I haven't responded to comments lately. Have been struggling with my mental health and depression. But just wanted to share the link to the latest issue of Coffin Bell Journal, where I have a poem featured. Thank you so much.
https://coffinbell.com/volume-7-issue-no-4/
https://coffinbell.com/volume-7-issue-no-4/
#LifeAsAWriter
65 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2024 3:20am
8th Oct 2024 3:20am
My poetry book on Amazon
I decided to release a collection of poetry on Amazon, in case anyone is interested. I hope everyone is doing great!
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#LifeAsAWriter
127 reads
4 Comments
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