Submissions by shadowsfallsoftly
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Shadows fall softly giving way to night. The blood sings in my veins so violently alive. Here in the shadows I find myself revived. Here dreaming in the darkness with all too open eyes.
I am like the sea
I am like the sea
Calm waters running
Still and deep
And oh how many
Things I keep
That lurk somewhere
Beneath, beneath
I am like the sea
Warm water
On a sunlit day
And how I glitter
Enticing you to bathe
I am like the sea
Stormy and passionate
Violence not contained
All joy, rage and love
And hate
I am like the sea
Beckoning with echoes of the seagulls
Lonely call
I am like the sea
Lover, mother friend
Endless in my capacity
To love
Or to hate
...
Calm waters running
Still and deep
And oh how many
Things I keep
That lurk somewhere
Beneath, beneath
I am like the sea
Warm water
On a sunlit day
And how I glitter
Enticing you to bathe
I am like the sea
Stormy and passionate
Violence not contained
All joy, rage and love
And hate
I am like the sea
Beckoning with echoes of the seagulls
Lonely call
I am like the sea
Lover, mother friend
Endless in my capacity
To love
Or to hate
...
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your hand on my leg
your hand laying
innocently
on my leg
above my knee
below the hem of my dress
my legs crossed
demurely
at the knee
tantalizing absently
absently you caress
the skin above my knee
sending chills down my spine
you smirk as you drive
pretending not to know
pretending not to see
how I react to your hand above my knee
innocently
on my leg
above my knee
below the hem of my dress
my legs crossed
demurely
at the knee
tantalizing absently
absently you caress
the skin above my knee
sending chills down my spine
you smirk as you drive
pretending not to know
pretending not to see
how I react to your hand above my knee
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Insecurity
Tonight the insecurity seeps
like some vile thing into my veins
poisoning me, playing its wicked game
I realized I love you
and now it's torture
don't you see
now I wonder if you love me
and the vile voices how they
whisper that I am not good enough
and enumerate my flaws on clawed fingers.
and I gasp for air because
I am afraid of what I see
staring in the mirror a haunted
visage that is me
Help! I cry for mercy
and yet I stifle all my screams
and I shelter you from this storm
that...
like some vile thing into my veins
poisoning me, playing its wicked game
I realized I love you
and now it's torture
don't you see
now I wonder if you love me
and the vile voices how they
whisper that I am not good enough
and enumerate my flaws on clawed fingers.
and I gasp for air because
I am afraid of what I see
staring in the mirror a haunted
visage that is me
Help! I cry for mercy
and yet I stifle all my screams
and I shelter you from this storm
that...
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bouquet
You brought me a bouquet
Of beautiful bright blooms
I put them in a vase
And they withered all too soon
Day by day dejected I watch
The petals as they fell
Withering and drooping.
Soon their scent sickened me
For it was much to sweet
And my pretty fragrant blossoms
Had began to rot and reek
When you brought them to me
You said I was your rose
Beautiful and blooming
Our love would surely grow
Yet these flowers could not grow
Severed from there roots
And it made me wonder
If I would...
Of beautiful bright blooms
I put them in a vase
And they withered all too soon
Day by day dejected I watch
The petals as they fell
Withering and drooping.
Soon their scent sickened me
For it was much to sweet
And my pretty fragrant blossoms
Had began to rot and reek
When you brought them to me
You said I was your rose
Beautiful and blooming
Our love would surely grow
Yet these flowers could not grow
Severed from there roots
And it made me wonder
If I would...
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loving you
I love
that sweet anticipation
that lies somewhere in between
pleasure and pain
the whisper of your voice
as you paint pictures in my mind
a promise, a secret.
how gently you exact
the torture
a caress
a kiss
not enough and yet
almost too much
the blurred delicious
line between what is pleasure
and what is pain
and I am overwhelmed
as you rip the violent pleasure
from my lips.
shaking gasping
for breath
it's scary to let go
to loose control
to trust another human...
that sweet anticipation
that lies somewhere in between
pleasure and pain
the whisper of your voice
as you paint pictures in my mind
a promise, a secret.
how gently you exact
the torture
a caress
a kiss
not enough and yet
almost too much
the blurred delicious
line between what is pleasure
and what is pain
and I am overwhelmed
as you rip the violent pleasure
from my lips.
shaking gasping
for breath
it's scary to let go
to loose control
to trust another human...
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dying love
There is tension in the air
I could cut it with a knife
and how it clenches at my lungs
oh, how I hate these silent fights....
It is not my battle
It is not my cross to bare
and, yet I am suffocating
silent resentment fills the air.
I wish that I could fix
it that it didn't lay
heavily like an old and
moldered blanket
killing everything in reach
Please God my love we never fight
the way my parents do
with quiet calm resentment
like people waiting for a storm
I'de rather scream
in passion...
I could cut it with a knife
and how it clenches at my lungs
oh, how I hate these silent fights....
It is not my battle
It is not my cross to bare
and, yet I am suffocating
silent resentment fills the air.
I wish that I could fix
it that it didn't lay
heavily like an old and
moldered blanket
killing everything in reach
Please God my love we never fight
the way my parents do
with quiet calm resentment
like people waiting for a storm
I'de rather scream
in passion...
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barbie dolls
I am not a barbie
long legs
tan skin
I don't walk into a room
and turn heads.
I am just a woman
stuck in the inbetween
the awkward age of 21
when I still fill like a teen
I watch them as they walk by
sly tripping steps,
seductive laughs
I think they must be robots
is glam zombie a thing?
does the college contract models
or am I insane.
I am not 6 foot 5
nor do I have that lazy grace
that promises, nothing and yet everything.
and, yet I wonder as I move
and laugh...
long legs
tan skin
I don't walk into a room
and turn heads.
I am just a woman
stuck in the inbetween
the awkward age of 21
when I still fill like a teen
I watch them as they walk by
sly tripping steps,
seductive laughs
I think they must be robots
is glam zombie a thing?
does the college contract models
or am I insane.
I am not 6 foot 5
nor do I have that lazy grace
that promises, nothing and yet everything.
and, yet I wonder as I move
and laugh...
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a moment with you
the ribbon from my hair
falls, silk upon the floor
curls falling on my shoulders
My skin is pale
too pale,
and, yet at your
stare I am flushed .
you stare
as though you are an artist
memorizing every line
as if you would paint my
likeness and capture me in time
you touch as though your blind
and you seek to see
every curve and dip
the imperfections that are me
you kiss as though your starving
and I am food, and I am drink
you breath me in like air
as hunger I would sate.
falls, silk upon the floor
curls falling on my shoulders
My skin is pale
too pale,
and, yet at your
stare I am flushed .
you stare
as though you are an artist
memorizing every line
as if you would paint my
likeness and capture me in time
you touch as though your blind
and you seek to see
every curve and dip
the imperfections that are me
you kiss as though your starving
and I am food, and I am drink
you breath me in like air
as hunger I would sate.
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dear love
I am falling slowly
without my own consent
into your arms
or into a dark abyss
and, you have fought
dear patient love
for the right to hold my hand
and, as I put up my iron walls
you sought to understand
oh how you have won me
they say that love is war
but with you I fought no
battles, and that made me
love you more
now I dream of you
and my thoughts give me no rest
you make me feel like I am safe
but is it all a jest
without my own consent
into your arms
or into a dark abyss
and, you have fought
dear patient love
for the right to hold my hand
and, as I put up my iron walls
you sought to understand
oh how you have won me
they say that love is war
but with you I fought no
battles, and that made me
love you more
now I dream of you
and my thoughts give me no rest
you make me feel like I am safe
but is it all a jest
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not your victim
I hate the monster in your eyes
That lurks behind excuses
That tries to justify…
I am not your victim
I don’t listen to your lies
It doesn’t matter
Just empty alibis
You say that you love
Us
That you’ll be different
That you’ll change
But I know the truth
I know your face
I know your name
I see the demons lurking
Beneath the surface of your skin
I see the battle raging
And I know that you’ll
Give in
In the end it doesn't matter
Because I’m a woman now
Not the...
That lurks behind excuses
That tries to justify…
I am not your victim
I don’t listen to your lies
It doesn’t matter
Just empty alibis
You say that you love
Us
That you’ll be different
That you’ll change
But I know the truth
I know your face
I know your name
I see the demons lurking
Beneath the surface of your skin
I see the battle raging
And I know that you’ll
Give in
In the end it doesn't matter
Because I’m a woman now
Not the...
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Rekindle
I cannot seem to hold you
I don't want to let you go
but I fill it dying
like a flower left in snow
On the phone we are both silent
and the minutes stretch for days
I'm sorry that I'm not sure if
I love you in that way
But,you healed a part of me
that was broken that was weak
I see the end approaching
but I don't really want to leave.
I keep waiting for the flame,
to rekindle to respark
and in whatever way I love you
I don't want to break your heart.
I don't want to let you go
but I fill it dying
like a flower left in snow
On the phone we are both silent
and the minutes stretch for days
I'm sorry that I'm not sure if
I love you in that way
But,you healed a part of me
that was broken that was weak
I see the end approaching
but I don't really want to leave.
I keep waiting for the flame,
to rekindle to respark
and in whatever way I love you
I don't want to break your heart.
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Cowboy
He was my whiskey
and I was only 17
He taught me how to
ride
he taught me how
to sing
I never got to kiss him
but the longing was so sweet
Him and I
in the summer heat
but he belonged to
another
it it simply wasn't right
but how fondly I remember
the heat of summer
siting in the pasture
writing country songs
he taught me to be tough
taught me not to cry
he taught me to cowgirl up
he taught that boys lie
I still hear from my cowboy
every now and then
and...
and I was only 17
He taught me how to
ride
he taught me how
to sing
I never got to kiss him
but the longing was so sweet
Him and I
in the summer heat
but he belonged to
another
it it simply wasn't right
but how fondly I remember
the heat of summer
siting in the pasture
writing country songs
he taught me to be tough
taught me not to cry
he taught me to cowgirl up
he taught that boys lie
I still hear from my cowboy
every now and then
and...
40 reads
2 Comments
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