Submissions by veganpoet (Thomas L Goss)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been erupting with poetry since I was 17. My books include Holding The Bruised Rose Blossoms Of An Attempted Genetic Rinse, Juggernaut Of Yearning, and now Love Words And Ignite Their Echo.
The Blur Of Our Molecular Symmetry As Seen From Far, Far Above
As midnight draws near,
I sense the ghostly blue moonlight
glowering at me from high, high above.
I am a monster disentombed,
stumbling across the jagged angry landscape,
heartbeats jitterbugging in primitive disarray.
Like love letters tossed into the fireplace,
our words melt into black carbon as if they never were.
Yet we press onward,
the unfolding arms of gravity's luxurious caress,
blanketing the haunting horizon of what we once were,
and what we shall always be.
I sense the ghostly blue moonlight
glowering at me from high, high above.
I am a monster disentombed,
stumbling across the jagged angry landscape,
heartbeats jitterbugging in primitive disarray.
Like love letters tossed into the fireplace,
our words melt into black carbon as if they never were.
Yet we press onward,
the unfolding arms of gravity's luxurious caress,
blanketing the haunting horizon of what we once were,
and what we shall always be.
#Autism
#emotional
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#SelfReflection
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I May Return Only When I Am No Longer The Entity I Used To Be
Deep into the night,
I crawl the wall of tears.
Gentle as a lone sunset,
unforgotten as a first kiss,
I hide away from myself for months
until suddenly I become unlocked,
a key turned like the swoosh of owl wings in the dead of night,
emotional tsunamis stirring as time splinters
like a mountain of earthquake-struck memories erupting into consciousness,
then steadily crumbling back into the swirling sea.
I crawl the wall of tears.
Gentle as a lone sunset,
unforgotten as a first kiss,
I hide away from myself for months
until suddenly I become unlocked,
a key turned like the swoosh of owl wings in the dead of night,
emotional tsunamis stirring as time splinters
like a mountain of earthquake-struck memories erupting into consciousness,
then steadily crumbling back into the swirling sea.
#dark
#emotional
#LifeAsAWriter
#night
#sadness
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Cookie's Heartlight
Gorgeously shaped sonic escapade,
epitome of lush vocals,
sepia toned memories that flutter
like a bird warming up wings for a first flight.
Each time you crack open
the weathered door to your beautiful soul,
I cherish the heartlight that streams forth,
and I watch the motes of dust dancing, always dancing.
epitome of lush vocals,
sepia toned memories that flutter
like a bird warming up wings for a first flight.
Each time you crack open
the weathered door to your beautiful soul,
I cherish the heartlight that streams forth,
and I watch the motes of dust dancing, always dancing.
#love
#teens
#memories
#art
#nostalgia
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