For the time being this site is my recovering ground. I had a bad break down in May. With the help of friends and my need to get all this crap out things are getting better. My poetry is dark and twisted...more so between the lines..but then you just might miss it or maybe I am just as transparent as I project...dont care..I am not writing for you..just for me...it keeps me from slitting my wrists again...whatever works right...
The people on my favorites...save for three I have never met...but they all hold a unique quality...whether its their expertly chosen words...a flow I dream of having..or they are just as sick and twisted as I am and I admire that in them...check them out...you might find yourself in a different place...
As I am recovering 'so to speak' I find myself here almost all evening...reading and trying to post though I am more critical on myself than you could ever be...so be not affraid to comment on anything...or if you like what your reading and you want my opinion on your piece just message me....I'll tell you good and bad if you really want to know...
Expect to read about drug abuse...although abuse is such a harsh word...lets say enjoyment...heart-break...suicide....and my favorite lust..the regular run of the mill poetry you know...your probably living it too or dying to get out...
until I feel like updating this particular bit of useless info thats pretty much it...
This poem is written about me...flattered I am....I love it so much I posted it here before he has posted it on his page...sorry baby couldnt wait any longer...
Upon Meeting Sly (title is a work in progress)
Drinking the eyes of measured oceans,
Lays dear the blazing soul of eternal flame,
Heart forever stretches to heaven,
Body lithely,
Dances the fine line of Christian and Pagan,
Reflected in your fluidly female depths,
Your ferociously loyal aura is glimpsed,
The embrace of cool water haunts, comforts,
Lighting the dark recesses of me,
Intriguing, mesmerizing,
You had to come into my life for more than one brief week,
Help me make order of chaos,
You are warm sunshine after eternity of boiling storm clouds,
I feel the heat of your soul through your skin,
Teach me, lead me,
Walk beside me,
Share so I can understand,
Back me up,
Understand me,
Learn from me,
Amaze me,
I’m ready for purpose,
Help me,
Show me,
The wonder of you.
by SuddenShift
Siren Beauty
You move with limbs of snake,
Mind of ice, heart of coal,
Hurl hooks from your tongue;
You burn me with your eyes;
You destroy what bores you,
And leave a cloying perfume--
A scent of death in the air--
Still I crouch at your feet.
Not mine but I like none the less
Return often and take me.......
Beloved sensation, return and take me-...
When the memory of the body awakens....
And old desire runs through the blood...
When the lips and the skin remember....
And the hands feel as if they touch again...
Return often and take me at night....
When the lips and the skin remember....
C.P.Cavafy(1863-1933)
Gold Trophy:
Mood Swinging
Random Wrath
Thinking Cap
All this I want for you {2}
Just Desserts
Silver Trophy:
Ode to Love
Letter to Warrior's Thief
Hallucination Raindrops
Stray Wish
The Atlantic {2}
The unleashing of a terrible thought
Heady
Dereism
I never heard your screams
In Your Room
Bronze Trophy:
Matchstick Girl
Ode to Love
Desolate Beauty
Red Crayon
Just Desserts
Of unsound minds
Mercy Killing
Honorable Mentions:
My September Sadness
Finale
Train of Thought
Haiku Collection
Sunrise Temptations
Ode to Love
All this I want for you
The need within the moment {2}
Guttatim who? {2}
Incarnate
My Name is [ ]
A pretty package
Advice Shoving
Shibboleth
Derism
The people on my favorites...save for three I have never met...but they all hold a unique quality...whether its their expertly chosen words...a flow I dream of having..or they are just as sick and twisted as I am and I admire that in them...check them out...you might find yourself in a different place...
As I am recovering 'so to speak' I find myself here almost all evening...reading and trying to post though I am more critical on myself than you could ever be...so be not affraid to comment on anything...or if you like what your reading and you want my opinion on your piece just message me....I'll tell you good and bad if you really want to know...
Expect to read about drug abuse...although abuse is such a harsh word...lets say enjoyment...heart-break...suicide....and my favorite lust..the regular run of the mill poetry you know...your probably living it too or dying to get out...
until I feel like updating this particular bit of useless info thats pretty much it...
This poem is written about me...flattered I am....I love it so much I posted it here before he has posted it on his page...sorry baby couldnt wait any longer...
Upon Meeting Sly (title is a work in progress)
Drinking the eyes of measured oceans,
Lays dear the blazing soul of eternal flame,
Heart forever stretches to heaven,
Body lithely,
Dances the fine line of Christian and Pagan,
Reflected in your fluidly female depths,
Your ferociously loyal aura is glimpsed,
The embrace of cool water haunts, comforts,
Lighting the dark recesses of me,
Intriguing, mesmerizing,
You had to come into my life for more than one brief week,
Help me make order of chaos,
You are warm sunshine after eternity of boiling storm clouds,
I feel the heat of your soul through your skin,
Teach me, lead me,
Walk beside me,
Share so I can understand,
Back me up,
Understand me,
Learn from me,
Amaze me,
I’m ready for purpose,
Help me,
Show me,
The wonder of you.
by SuddenShift
Siren Beauty
You move with limbs of snake,
Mind of ice, heart of coal,
Hurl hooks from your tongue;
You burn me with your eyes;
You destroy what bores you,
And leave a cloying perfume--
A scent of death in the air--
Still I crouch at your feet.
Not mine but I like none the less
Return often and take me.......
Beloved sensation, return and take me-...
When the memory of the body awakens....
And old desire runs through the blood...
When the lips and the skin remember....
And the hands feel as if they touch again...
Return often and take me at night....
When the lips and the skin remember....
C.P.Cavafy(1863-1933)
Gold Trophy:
Mood Swinging
Random Wrath
Thinking Cap
All this I want for you {2}
Just Desserts
Silver Trophy:
Ode to Love
Letter to Warrior's Thief
Hallucination Raindrops
Stray Wish
The Atlantic {2}
The unleashing of a terrible thought
Heady
Dereism
I never heard your screams
In Your Room
Bronze Trophy:
Matchstick Girl
Ode to Love
Desolate Beauty
Red Crayon
Just Desserts
Of unsound minds
Mercy Killing
Honorable Mentions:
My September Sadness
Finale
Train of Thought
Haiku Collection
Sunrise Temptations
Ode to Love
All this I want for you
The need within the moment {2}
Guttatim who? {2}
Incarnate
My Name is [ ]
A pretty package
Advice Shoving
Shibboleth
Derism
- Last seen on May 20 5:30 AM. Member since May 25, 2007.
- I'm a diamond love poet for 197 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is Meminerunt Omina Amantes.
- I am a 34 year old woman from Virginia (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Pushing the last legal drug.
- I am in the groups The Bears Lair, The Misunderstood And Others, extreme emotion, just want to be heard, outsiders
- I have 197 comments, 4 contests, 2 addlines
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~~!~~30 lines, 9 comments, July 18, 2007. In Contest, Dirty Pretty
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Guttatim: as I look at this word I pray it’s not Latin for gutter or worse a red-neck vocabulary mispronunciation of ‘got the time’. / Poor Guttatim how many others cringe at the sight of you? / Falling on blan
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Innocence is not what lurks in those eyes, / Innocence worn like a mask of man made perfection, / The flux of light in the eye shimmer mali8 lines, 2 comments, June 29, 2007. In Dark, Fantasy, My own style, Inspirational, Collaboration, Weird
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Death by hot peanut butter in a needle,
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I finally set a task I could accomplish, / 2 grams of coke and a new box of razors,/Gasoline up the nose and steel on the veins
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/iThe night of May 4th 2007 I arrived home with a goal, / I finally set a task I could accomplish, / 2 grams of coke and a new box of razors, / Gasoline up the nose and steel on the veins, / Two notes to the only ones who would find me, / Wit
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alphafemalelupus : my contest poem on July 7, 2007im not saying anything about entering this into the contest just that if you like the one i entered into the contest you may like the one i just wrote. thanks.
