Stories tagged “poem”

  • Teaching How to Dream

    A species unknown to you pale purple floaters bobble in my eyes and they ache from the dreams last night. If only somebody’d teach me how to dream… That’s a favor I could never fully repay, unless you somehow forgot too. Fleshy scales...

  • Regret

    Sorrow deep anguish Innocence gone Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging With every beat The memories fading If I could give it all back to you as if it never were turn back the clock To the way it was before I’d give my life’s ...

  • Words

    Powerful instruments Instruments of Grace Kind and encouraging Forgiving and accepting Instruments of Pain Cruel and demeaning Unrelenting and mean Evil lashes of Unforgiveness Words hold Power Power to uplift To edify and build up Power to tear dow...

  • Self Destruction

    How can I rest calmly Every thought a haunting Leaving an emptiness so deep Now oceans apart Seeking what we must Ever Apart for the best Yet love still lingers It was real you see At least it was for me Searching for beauty On distant shores In wave...

  • Bees and Tree Frogs

    Sitting on a porch swing, rocking back and forth, coffee mug in hand, she closes her eyes and just listens. The sounds and smells of spring fill her senses. The thrumming of the carpenter bees flitting this way and that, chasing each other in a frenzy ...

  • Don't Lie To Me

    Don’t lie to me, Not to my face; To make yourself look better Your actions speak louder. Don’t lie to me, Or speak a half-truth; That you did what you did Softer than you really did it. Don’t lie to me, Deny that you did wrong; When o...

  • The Working Compromise

    The child within would cringe to hear me say My hours are rarely mine, with which to be The grownup who is making her own way, instead of working for a salary. I don’t believe that wealth is the true key, But there are things I want, and things ...

    • Author: Imdolien
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Journal Entry

    Your written word holds deep The emotions that make you weep Allegorical or obvious prose Feelings no one else knows An exercise in stress relief Or to exorcise the grief A passion held with great affection To ease the pain of life’s complication...

  • Cash flow....not

    Would it not be wonderful Getting paid for what I write A dream of many I am told And doubtful that I might If I could get a little cash For all the time I spend Sitting at my desk of Ash The bank might be my friend

  • Not Yet

    Morning found me drunk with sleep, head spinning with exhaustion It crept beneath my eyelids, peering in with little caution And pushing them awake divorced my eyes from furtive dreams To witness neither morning nor its sun-enchanted beams A murky ...

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Invisible Woman wore a Red Dress

    The invisible woman wore a red dress. Unseen. Unremarkable. Dazzling red. Worn like a secret, a threat to suppress. A code to decipher. A natural mess. Was she somebody’s damsel? A princess on fire? Or fierce like a dragon unfed with desire? Beau...

    • Author: Imdolien
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Summer heat and Mosquitos (Mature)

    Summer brings it’s humid heat Amidst the sun and clouds A lovely day for tea thats sweet And far away from crowds A gentle breeze across my chest A tingle it does bring Across my bare and naked breast Exposed for you they sing The humid air doth ...

  • oh Sleep, Where Art Thou Once Again

    It’s four am I cannot sleep I cannot think, I cannot weep There is no heaviness in my lids No sleepy sand, which to get rid I sit here wanting, needing sleep But where oh where are those damned sheep I do belieive the wolves have come and gobble ...

  • An Irish Drinking Song (Mature)

    An attempt at the traditional Irish folk song: My father told me “my son when you’re a man, Work all your life and love your wife and do the best you can.” So I packed my bags and waved goodbye and headed out to sea And then I drank till I emptie...

    • Author: Osiris
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
  • Quickly, Before We're Burned Up

    I haven’t much time, as I type type type type cast myself into every situation as if this were a play oh boy, I do like to play, if all the world’s a stage why am I hiding behind every curtain, cues missed, background dropped. It doesnR...

  • What I see

    Out by the window I see a single sparrow Perched on a tree Singing a tune to me The clouds in the sky A lovely sight to my eyes Blue canvass splashed with white This day would be alright A slight breeze came from the window Along with it came the sparr...

    • Author: MissEve
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • I, Monster

    A monster lurks inside me, it’s watching, it’s waiting. A monster hides within me, it grows hungry, it’s impatient. A monster stirs beneath the surface, it’s eyes burning, it’s fists clenching. A monster walks among you, i...

    • Author: Reaver19
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • As in life, so in death (Mature)

    You brought me into this world, you were an asshole then they say. You taught me some meaningful things, some lessons are learned the hard way. You weren’t much for words, or emotion, or nurturing. I learned that the hard way as well. Always quic...

    • Author: Reaver19
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Coward

    The coward runs so far away Yet never really leaving He rants and raves and calls her names The proof he is still grieving Denial comes in many forms For him it’s in his anger So hot and vile and down right cruel This person is a stranger The cow...

  • A Blue Ridge Memory

    The shadow races across the blue ridge Sitting on the stone wall, lost in each other Not a care in the world for that moment As the sun cast it’s shadow Little did they know of the future An omen of things to come The smile that used to give such...

  • The Horizon

    Standing at the edge of the surf- Breeze blowing in light gusts- My dress whipping back and forth against my legs- The waves break softly across my ankles as my feet sink with each wave Staring out into the horizon, the moon begins it’s ascent. The...

  • A Slug Poem (written by my son when he was 3)

    A Slug in the grass His head was up He was looking around And suddenly he stopped He saw a tiny spider On his way to the park And they became friends And played until dark

  • White Room

    I sit here alone in this Little White Room, alone with my thoughts. I sit here alone in this Little White Room, I stare at the floor, at the ceiling, struggling with this pain that I’m feeling. I lie here alone in my Little White Room, torn betwe...

    • Author: Reaver19
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • The Ship is Sinking

    Don’t let me fault you for your lack of trying, For I am just as guilty as you. It’s not the fact that I am slowly dying, The truths beneath my fictions lying. I rest in a deathbed, built for you. Cobwebs and dust surround my quiet corner, ...

    • Author: Murj;
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.