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 Jun 2013 jo
deliciae
my body is a prison
from which there is no escape
and I am both the prisoner
and the warden

ribs are the bars on my cell
and my heart is chained inside
it beats on the bars,
begging to get out

but everyday
it grows weaker,
the beating grows fainter
and everyday
it seems my cell is shrinking
little by little

and Ana holds the key
I'm no longer in control
and she doesn't care
if my heart stops beating
as long as I'm not eating
there is no escape

-sg
 Jun 2013 jo
Seán Mac Falls
Shipwrecked at sea, wholly lost
In the green pools of her eyes,
Little oceans reflecting cool stars
And shear, lighted murky moons,
Her branching kelps of hair lashed
Me to the blinding poles of never.
More and maddened she dredged
Me adrift with oceans birds flying,
Fish and tear jerky waves of darkling
Deep maelstrom swells and cresting
*******, the casting lines of thighs,
And curled toes, towing me under,
Till I was sweetly drowning, again,
Lost asunder in her flowing bodies
Of holy well, mystic seas and ocean.
 Jun 2013 jo
Austin Thomas Wood
I left the road to see the center in your eyes
They reflect the past and every part of me
This tangled a twist spinning towards the sky
Just enough to touch the heavens and it was radiant

Brilliantly Radiant.

I saw the look you gave when your soul got trapped between your ribs,
Feigning rhythms and heartbeats set the tone
Bitter cold snipping at my spine and digging out my breath
And I never want to let go.

This may have been an awkward dance fitting to the tune
Skipping the steps to the future that lies ahead but the past is just a place
In this moment we were still.

Brilliantly Still.

Calm nights seize into silent mornings where the birds wake to the sight of the sun
And we wake to the sound of their song
They have no need to worry, only the breath in their beak that forms into music
The leaves flow to the wind and the train passes with soothing horns

"Shhh..... Listen."

I'll pluck the chords and change the melody so that the horns never stop
Your ears, pinned to the window letting them slowly drift you to sleep
Playing back all the subtle notes that fall from the engine to the tracks tumbling with consequence
And I prefer to the solemn pacing of forever but
I don't believe in time and in this moment we are infinite.

Brilliantly Infinite.
 Jun 2013 jo
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New York Romance
 Jun 2013 jo
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I remember when we met,
a Friday night in New York,
that sweet smile, those eyes,
something I can't forget.

Just the way you laughed,
as we walked and talked,
made my heart skip a beat,
felt like I was in harmony,
and you were my melody.

We went to this place,
had a few drinks,
then as I stared in your eyes,
you leaned forward,
our lips met,
we kissed.

Later that night,
I gave you my number,
and you gave me yours,
then as I went home,
and I was laying in bed,
I thought to myself,
''I think I've found my true love''
© poetra 2013.
 Jun 2013 jo
Emily Bronte
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.
 Jun 2013 jo
lionness
As you lay back on the forest floor
You are graced
By a dim light
That glows through your blonde hairs,
Like a halo all around you.

You are an angel to me.

When you exhale,
A trail of smoke rises from your cracked lips
And dances through the trees,
Celebrating it's freedom
From your lungs.

You watch it fade out,
It's bittersweet scent
Still clinging to the air.

This
this isn't a sin.

This is heaven itself.

I find purpose
In the way your chest
Rises slower than it falls
And I find peace
Halfway past this moment and
An arms-length from the sun.
 Jun 2013 jo
kena edawna
Incandescent

The frost coats our windowpane,
and outside the world sleeps
in its arctic cocoon.
You are my fire,
we are wrapped up in our warmth
while staring at the moon.
The pheromones in the air
produce pins and needles
which tingle up my skin.
Acupuncture
to heal my sickness for love,
detoxifying me from within.
If I were angry
you would pacify me.
If I had a disease
you would medicate me.
I once was blind,
but now I can see,
that with you, my wise master,
I can erase the past
and rewrite history.
Winter creeps up
with its icy touch,
looking to barren my soul.
But enveloped in your embrace,
I have full control.
Turning up the heat to help me survive,
this journey we have,
all through the night.
The frost coats our windowpane,
while you glaze my heart with your
warm honey…
Restore my oxygen,
pump my veins,
Turn up the dial on by body
a few degrees.
Even if the world freezes over
from Winter’s mad spell,
we will still live through the
Cryogenics of our love,
and deny all law of physics.
For as long as your heart is beating…
mine will reside-
although the world sleeps
through the storm,
while frozen on the outside.
But the brilliance of our love
will always be…
Incandescent.

Kena SunGoddess Dawn 2009
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