elysian
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 10:47pm
15th Nov 2024 10:47pm
look away
It had to end.
After months of staring into a
mysterious pit,
my irises, seeing through, looking past,
could no longer bear to reflect the sight
of a
rotting
suburban wife.
After months of staring into a
mysterious pit,
my irises, seeing through, looking past,
could no longer bear to reflect the sight
of a
rotting
suburban wife.
#choices
#dating
#fear
#grief
#marriage
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Connotation
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 8:07am
13th Nov 2024 8:07am
Warrior & Princess
The dragon's haze
In reptile scales
Depicts gravity
Spinning my eyes
With sensual whirlwind
Taking my breath away
In fleshly wonder
To experience the fire
Of darkened fallout
Graven pits
Lest confession
Consequent disposition
A captivating commitment
Instant tempest perpetuity
That certainly dissapates
Along with time
The cravings of desire
To smoke and ashes
Rising in the air
Infinitely miniscule
Mystical and mythical
My golden quest
Purifying in...
In reptile scales
Depicts gravity
Spinning my eyes
With sensual whirlwind
Taking my breath away
In fleshly wonder
To experience the fire
Of darkened fallout
Graven pits
Lest confession
Consequent disposition
A captivating commitment
Instant tempest perpetuity
That certainly dissapates
Along with time
The cravings of desire
To smoke and ashes
Rising in the air
Infinitely miniscule
Mystical and mythical
My golden quest
Purifying in...
#happiness
#kindness
#love
#marriage
#support
130 reads
4 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 8:34pm
5th Nov 2024 8:34pm
Tissues Please
#marriage
85 reads
2 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
17th Sep 2024 3:31pm
17th Sep 2024 3:31pm
Wedding Photographer and the Best Man
Marissa adjusted the lens on her camera, capturing the light as it streamed through the stained-glass windows of the cathedral, painting the wedding party in a kaleidoscope of colors. At 27, she had carved out a name for herself as a talented wedding photographer, her weekends filled with the promise of new unions and the hope of everlasting love—a hope that, for her, flickered and faded with each passing year.
Her relationships, much like the shutter of her camera, were quick and fleeting. She’d married young but divorced two years later. Since her divorce, love had touched her...
Her relationships, much like the shutter of her camera, were quick and fleeting. She’d married young but divorced two years later. Since her divorce, love had touched her...
#confessional
#LookingForLove
#marriage #romantic
#marriage #romantic
222 reads
5 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 9:27pm
8th Sep 2024 9:27pm
Wedding Belles
One of my wings, is badly bruised
Still unwell, and not amused
Sorry i couldn't make it your wedding
I'm still entangled, within my bedding
Can almost hear the wedding bells
At the wedding, of the lovely Ruth, and Michelle
I thought of flying there, on my Pegasus yesterday
But my Pegasus is on strike, he wants more hay
Then i saddled up a penguin, like a horse
But i ate it, as i was covered in chocolate of course!
I'll be there in spirit, and in heart
Sending you both happiness, with a Cupids' dart
Have a beautiful day, and a...
Still unwell, and not amused
Sorry i couldn't make it your wedding
I'm still entangled, within my bedding
Can almost hear the wedding bells
At the wedding, of the lovely Ruth, and Michelle
I thought of flying there, on my Pegasus yesterday
But my Pegasus is on strike, he wants more hay
Then i saddled up a penguin, like a horse
But i ate it, as i was covered in chocolate of course!
I'll be there in spirit, and in heart
Sending you both happiness, with a Cupids' dart
Have a beautiful day, and a...
#happiness
#love
#marriage #romantic
#marriage #romantic
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Namyh
Poem Published
29th Aug 2024 9:24pm
29th Aug 2024 9:24pm
Love’s Rushing in…!
Traveling at 186,000 miles per second
is the light in the night from Lightning
which blasts the molecules of air apart
to create a vacuum most frightening
but it’s not heated air being pushed apart
that makes that clamorous din.
After Lightning has struck
and the vacuum collapses,
Thunder is the air rushing in.
And the X-chromosome lies waiting alive
in the female egg with grace
for the first sperm penetrating its membrane
bringing spark for a life to embrace.
If an X is first, it will be a girl.
If a Y, it’s a boy...
is the light in the night from Lightning
which blasts the molecules of air apart
to create a vacuum most frightening
but it’s not heated air being pushed apart
that makes that clamorous din.
After Lightning has struck
and the vacuum collapses,
Thunder is the air rushing in.
And the X-chromosome lies waiting alive
in the female egg with grace
for the first sperm penetrating its membrane
bringing spark for a life to embrace.
If an X is first, it will be a girl.
If a Y, it’s a boy...
#FallingInLove
#husband
#ILoveYou
#love
#marriage
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Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 10:26pm
22nd Aug 2024 10:26pm
Rekindling
Time drifts quickly,
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
#aging
#disappointment
#marriage
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
251 reads
2 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
22nd Aug 2024 8:11pm
Secret lovers: Chronicles of a f**ked up suburban family
#dark
#sex
#addiction
#erotic
#marriage
252 reads
5 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
The Triangle Mountain
From our hotel balcony, my sister and I have a panoramic view of Sedona's towering red rock formations. One of the red rock faces appears as a simple plane figure, a triangle. It stands out to us because it's simple. The past decades have not been simple, for either of us.
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
#marriage
#sex
#sister
208 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 4:13am
17th Jul 2024 4:13am
Dimension XXX
Somewhere up in The Milky Way
a constellation waits for us,
in infra red, and in X-ray,
shot out by pulsar blunderbuss
so nebulae will stay in flux
to power Cupid's cosmic dart,
for an infinitude of fucks
and rapture in each other's heart.
And there we might forever stay
in neutron Yin, and proton Yang,
and gobs of space where we would play
as angels quenched by stellar Tang,
glittering, like a shooting star...
serving champaign and caviar.
a constellation waits for us,
in infra red, and in X-ray,
shot out by pulsar blunderbuss
so nebulae will stay in flux
to power Cupid's cosmic dart,
for an infinitude of fucks
and rapture in each other's heart.
And there we might forever stay
in neutron Yin, and proton Yang,
and gobs of space where we would play
as angels quenched by stellar Tang,
glittering, like a shooting star...
serving champaign and caviar.
#marriage
222 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 9:49am
15th Jul 2024 9:49am
when whore house was fun
When a whore house was fun
I sat down to write about flowers, those often
called weeds and grows on untended pavements
but another thought got in the way as I recalled
that flowers in a whore house are usually plastic
except for a chrysanthemum on
a painting on a wall of an artistic whore
I have had much fun in houses of ill-repute
it is not only sex but also laughter and dance
The girls liked young sailors and the possibility
of a steady relationship.
It did happen to a sailor coming home from Brazil
with a blushing bride,...
I sat down to write about flowers, those often
called weeds and grows on untended pavements
but another thought got in the way as I recalled
that flowers in a whore house are usually plastic
except for a chrysanthemum on
a painting on a wall of an artistic whore
I have had much fun in houses of ill-repute
it is not only sex but also laughter and dance
The girls liked young sailors and the possibility
of a steady relationship.
It did happen to a sailor coming home from Brazil
with a blushing bride,...
#aging
#dating
#marriage
#nostalgia
#teens
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
My Former Coworker's New Husband has a Mullet
They are the picture of happiness
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
#food
#marriage
#relationships #funny
#relationships #funny
185 reads
8 Comments
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