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goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th Feb 2021 4:40am
20th Feb 2021 4:40am
Midwinter Blues
Midwinter Blues
My muse is quiet.
Midwinter blues.
Look forward for my wild prose
to thaw.
But I am listening to
my friend Judih’s radio program.
Boozy chanteuse
Optimism blossoms.
Biden president and a rover on Mars.
My muse is quiet.
Midwinter blues.
Look forward for my wild prose
to thaw.
But I am listening to
my friend Judih’s radio program.
Boozy chanteuse
Optimism blossoms.
Biden president and a rover on Mars.
#winter
#ShortStory
#prose #MyInspiration
#prose #MyInspiration
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 2:37pm
22nd Dec 2024 2:37pm
Temperance (Twin Sword of Excalibur)
Everyone knows the story of Excalibur, King Arthur's sword, yet they have forgotten to mention that the creation of Excalibur was not a singular event. A second sword was created—its twin sword, Temperance.
Just as Excalibur was spelled to stay in the stone, it could not be grasped unless the chosen one, the descendant of royal blood, came and retrieved it.
Temperance was spelled and floated high above in the sky.
It was spelled by the Lady of the Lake, the same lady who put a spell on Excalibur. No one knew why she had done this. One day, the sword...
Just as Excalibur was spelled to stay in the stone, it could not be grasped unless the chosen one, the descendant of royal blood, came and retrieved it.
Temperance was spelled and floated high above in the sky.
It was spelled by the Lady of the Lake, the same lady who put a spell on Excalibur. No one knew why she had done this. One day, the sword...
#prose
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
spires of hell series
the deserted one chimes six o'clock
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
#dark
#gothic
#prose
640 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
spires of hell series
the deserted one chimes six o'clock
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
#dark
#gothic
#prose
640 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
16th Sep 2021 3:56pm
spires of hell series
the deserted one chimes six o'clock
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
in her keening hours...break
the dawn sees her no more
torn asunder and cast into utter chaos
hungry from the cold she withers
her wisdom calculates her odds
the severity of her situation sits on her broken ribs
thrown into the black she screams
not in terror but defiance
the void listens to her screams charmed
a new darkling for the horde
adversaries rise to greet her
the damned love a newling
the host circles around her
surreal figures of doom ...
#dark
#gothic
#prose
640 reads
6 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
To be continued
#prose
#lover
#sensual
191 reads
2 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
To be continued
#prose
#lover
#sensual
191 reads
2 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
8th Sep 2023 4:13am
To be continued
#prose
#lover
#sensual
191 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 5:25pm
22nd Dec 2021 5:25pm
Whimsy
It was a wistful longing for the night winds that had me pawing dark sensuality. As my breath condensate in a brume of sooted smoke from the nearby chimneys. And I grinning a grin of a harlequin. As I lit the gaslights, a choir in the distance harken a carol. "O come all ye faithful..."
Beneath my button britches, my manhood twitched, with Old Nick's itch. And with a glint in my monocle, I sauntered to her portal. In hopes to grovel in her skirts.
Forgoing my roguish behavior in spite of myself. While under the thumb of my gin and sweet bouquet of gorse from the meadows....
Beneath my button britches, my manhood twitched, with Old Nick's itch. And with a glint in my monocle, I sauntered to her portal. In hopes to grovel in her skirts.
Forgoing my roguish behavior in spite of myself. While under the thumb of my gin and sweet bouquet of gorse from the meadows....
#ShortStory
#prose
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adagio
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 5:25pm
22nd Dec 2021 5:25pm
Whimsy
It was a wistful longing for the night winds that had me pawing dark sensuality. As my breath condensate in a brume of sooted smoke from the nearby chimneys. And I grinning a grin of a harlequin. As I lit the gaslights, a choir in the distance harken a carol. "O come all ye faithful..."
Beneath my button britches, my manhood twitched, with Old Nick's itch. And with a glint in my monocle, I sauntered to her portal. In hopes to grovel in her skirts.
Forgoing my roguish behavior in spite of myself. While under the thumb of my gin and sweet bouquet of gorse from the meadows....
Beneath my button britches, my manhood twitched, with Old Nick's itch. And with a glint in my monocle, I sauntered to her portal. In hopes to grovel in her skirts.
Forgoing my roguish behavior in spite of myself. While under the thumb of my gin and sweet bouquet of gorse from the meadows....
#ShortStory
#prose
693 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 4:35am
29th Dec 2024 4:35am
Cavernous Echoes
Cavernous echoes
Inside the chamber
Where dust gathers
Course infinity
Ethereal breath amaze
Comfort succumbs
Filthy hands
Dare to handle
Touch a soul
Death inside
Suffocated prison
Paranoia hinted walls
At the prospect
Closing in
An escape alone
Devoid of purpose
Hidden in truth
Moments recall
Universal secrets
Into the abyss
Graven gaze
Eyes deeply
Fixated hypnosis
Mood transforms
Lust tempts
Deity life transpose
Nothing...
Inside the chamber
Where dust gathers
Course infinity
Ethereal breath amaze
Comfort succumbs
Filthy hands
Dare to handle
Touch a soul
Death inside
Suffocated prison
Paranoia hinted walls
At the prospect
Closing in
An escape alone
Devoid of purpose
Hidden in truth
Moments recall
Universal secrets
Into the abyss
Graven gaze
Eyes deeply
Fixated hypnosis
Mood transforms
Lust tempts
Deity life transpose
Nothing...
#girlfriend
#love
#marriage
#metaphor
#prose
83 reads
6 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 4:35am
29th Dec 2024 4:35am
Cavernous Echoes
Cavernous echoes
Inside the chamber
Where dust gathers
Course infinity
Ethereal breath amaze
Comfort succumbs
Filthy hands
Dare to handle
Touch a soul
Death inside
Suffocated prison
Paranoia hinted walls
At the prospect
Closing in
An escape alone
Devoid of purpose
Hidden in truth
Moments recall
Universal secrets
Into the abyss
Graven gaze
Eyes deeply
Fixated hypnosis
Mood transforms
Lust tempts
Deity life transpose
Nothing...
Inside the chamber
Where dust gathers
Course infinity
Ethereal breath amaze
Comfort succumbs
Filthy hands
Dare to handle
Touch a soul
Death inside
Suffocated prison
Paranoia hinted walls
At the prospect
Closing in
An escape alone
Devoid of purpose
Hidden in truth
Moments recall
Universal secrets
Into the abyss
Graven gaze
Eyes deeply
Fixated hypnosis
Mood transforms
Lust tempts
Deity life transpose
Nothing...
#girlfriend
#love
#marriage
#metaphor
#prose
83 reads
6 Comments
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