Submissions by Isgyppie_ (L.C. McQuillen)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A liquid substance With grey eyes As a rain cloud Form is an unfamiliar thing.
SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2024 11:16am
14th May 2024 11:16am
Morphine or Missing
I am to the point of when
Saying goodbye feels less
Like a wound and more like
A tranquilizer
I swallow it down with one
Waterless gulp
Hands clenched around the little
I own
In absence of who I love
There’s something about flying
A refuge in the sky far from goodbyes
Or maybe in between
Romanticizing the silence
Because I know I can’t be reached
Regardless
Are my ears under pressure
Or is that just suppressed feelings
Morphine or missing
There is no difference ...
Saying goodbye feels less
Like a wound and more like
A tranquilizer
I swallow it down with one
Waterless gulp
Hands clenched around the little
I own
In absence of who I love
There’s something about flying
A refuge in the sky far from goodbyes
Or maybe in between
Romanticizing the silence
Because I know I can’t be reached
Regardless
Are my ears under pressure
Or is that just suppressed feelings
Morphine or missing
There is no difference ...
#separation
40 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2024 6:03pm
12th May 2024 6:03pm
Expectation
The world will still find its way
without you moving
without you moving
#philosophical
45 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd May 2024 7:25pm
2nd May 2024 7:25pm
The Poem Unwritten
The poem unwritten unravels in my dreams
A swirling of light, colors, things unseen
Experiences of floating and drifting by
People I haven’t known
In strange places I haven’t arrived
The poem unwritten unravels each night
And in my subconscious I pledge to remember this time
The epic feeling of a twisted world
The adventure of unlimited swirls
Of fantasy and fiction
But each day I wake the promised dreams
turn into forgotten reality of the poem unwritten
A swirling of light, colors, things unseen
Experiences of floating and drifting by
People I haven’t known
In strange places I haven’t arrived
The poem unwritten unravels each night
And in my subconscious I pledge to remember this time
The epic feeling of a twisted world
The adventure of unlimited swirls
Of fantasy and fiction
But each day I wake the promised dreams
turn into forgotten reality of the poem unwritten
#dreams
#WritingPoetry
84 reads
10 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd May 2024 6:57pm
2nd May 2024 6:57pm
The Tooth Fairy
There once was a fairy
Huddled under a leaf
With her mother and father
All with damp wings
The fairy looked up
to the squirrels in the trees
She looked to the nests
And the hive full of bees
And wished for a house
Her family could sleep
The fairy shrunk back
As large puddles splashed
From the colorful rain boots
A human girl had
Deep in the woods
Unbothered by the storm
The little girl danced
And her cheeks flushed warm
The fairy wanted a closer look
So she...
Huddled under a leaf
With her mother and father
All with damp wings
The fairy looked up
to the squirrels in the trees
She looked to the nests
And the hive full of bees
And wished for a house
Her family could sleep
The fairy shrunk back
As large puddles splashed
From the colorful rain boots
A human girl had
Deep in the woods
Unbothered by the storm
The little girl danced
And her cheeks flushed warm
The fairy wanted a closer look
So she...
#fiction
55 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st May 2024 6:20pm
1st May 2024 6:20pm
Poetry
I think I fell in love with poetry
Because I know she’ll always answer the call
I know that when we meet
Sparks will fly
And that she will listen and absorb
Poetry was always the one I could turn to
When my ego said I could not present myself
To anyone else
Poetry has always enveloped me
Into her words as an echo of my soul
She has always seen me for who I am
Expressed in different fonts and formats
Past, future and present
She is me
I am poetry
And maybe...
Because I know she’ll always answer the call
I know that when we meet
Sparks will fly
And that she will listen and absorb
Poetry was always the one I could turn to
When my ego said I could not present myself
To anyone else
Poetry has always enveloped me
Into her words as an echo of my soul
She has always seen me for who I am
Expressed in different fonts and formats
Past, future and present
She is me
I am poetry
And maybe...
#WritingPoetry
61 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2024 8:59am
25th Apr 2024 8:59am
I am afraid of what my Husband has become
He has drained all of my resources
And makes me work day to night
I can’t escape because the money
He takes funds a genocide
He has control over my body
And what I may not do
He poisons my food and water
And feeds me prescriptions until I’m blue
He sent our child to school
Knowing the teacher is armed and loaded
There is no place to go where
His morality hasn’t folded
He’ll silence me completely
If I do not stand up now
America is our abuser
And our time to rise...
And makes me work day to night
I can’t escape because the money
He takes funds a genocide
He has control over my body
And what I may not do
He poisons my food and water
And feeds me prescriptions until I’m blue
He sent our child to school
Knowing the teacher is armed and loaded
There is no place to go where
His morality hasn’t folded
He’ll silence me completely
If I do not stand up now
America is our abuser
And our time to rise...
#America
#NaPoWriMo2024
71 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2024 6:22pm
23rd Apr 2024 6:22pm
The Walking Dead
Too many tombs are filled with people
Who were never themselves
Too many illnesses are diagnosed with
Prescriptions that only mask
What truly ailes
Our bodies become graves
Of our lack of understanding
What are to become of the children
That are not taught that
They are their own saviors?
Our false perception comes as clouds
That dim the light between us
We are not alive to be consumed again
We are alive to become more than
When we began
Is healing ourselves more...
Who were never themselves
Too many illnesses are diagnosed with
Prescriptions that only mask
What truly ailes
Our bodies become graves
Of our lack of understanding
What are to become of the children
That are not taught that
They are their own saviors?
Our false perception comes as clouds
That dim the light between us
We are not alive to be consumed again
We are alive to become more than
When we began
Is healing ourselves more...
#CallToAction
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Apr 2024 5:15am
19th Apr 2024 5:15am
Salvage
What has happened to my body is not my fault
How I reacted with my body is the consequence
That follows either me
Or you
But I don’t have to feel your grasp anymore
in the back of my mind,
Suppressed enough that I couldn’t see you,
But all you needed was a whisper
To possess my body
You did not just take it that day
You have taken it over and over again
Each day altering my mind
Recalibrating my nervous system
Convincing me I was never safe
I didn’t want to feel you again
I wish...
How I reacted with my body is the consequence
That follows either me
Or you
But I don’t have to feel your grasp anymore
in the back of my mind,
Suppressed enough that I couldn’t see you,
But all you needed was a whisper
To possess my body
You did not just take it that day
You have taken it over and over again
Each day altering my mind
Recalibrating my nervous system
Convincing me I was never safe
I didn’t want to feel you again
I wish...
#power
63 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2024 8:12pm
18th Apr 2024 8:12pm
Significant
It is not what I have been through
That holds me down
It is what I have done
In reaction to it
And the shame
Of my decisions have kept me
Removed
Rather than actively trying
To correct
I thought if I hid from society
I was doing everyone a favor
Banishing myself because
I didn’t believe I deserved to
Take up space
Minimizing not only my consumption
But also my weight
Keeping small
Enough
To...
That holds me down
It is what I have done
In reaction to it
And the shame
Of my decisions have kept me
Removed
Rather than actively trying
To correct
I thought if I hid from society
I was doing everyone a favor
Banishing myself because
I didn’t believe I deserved to
Take up space
Minimizing not only my consumption
But also my weight
Keeping small
Enough
To...
#NaPoWriMo2024
64 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Apr 2024 6:40pm
16th Apr 2024 6:40pm
Mixed Signals
Sometimes the only thing
That gets me out of bed
Is a coffee and a cigarette
And I don’t even like coffee
But I hope that each day
It might make my heart beat
A little faster
And my blood pressure
A little stronger
Until the cigarette
Knocks it back down again
Hopefully the next drag
Will produce some serotonin
Because I only seem to get high
When my body is in fight or flight
Or when I’m flying to an unknown location
Because I won’t find remnants of
my past...
That gets me out of bed
Is a coffee and a cigarette
And I don’t even like coffee
But I hope that each day
It might make my heart beat
A little faster
And my blood pressure
A little stronger
Until the cigarette
Knocks it back down again
Hopefully the next drag
Will produce some serotonin
Because I only seem to get high
When my body is in fight or flight
Or when I’m flying to an unknown location
Because I won’t find remnants of
my past...
#NaPoWriMo2024
53 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2024 4:57pm
15th Apr 2024 4:57pm
Deep & Wide
My father always told me
I lived life a mile wide
And an inch deep
I was never certain if I agreed
Because although I have traveled
Far and continuously
I believe somewhere inside of me
Unhinged
And I can’t decide if
Seeing too much
Is a privilege or a hindrance
But I do know how deeply
I feel about a wide range of places
It’s hard to look at a parent
And see a stranger
So maybe I take their words
With too much weight
Questioning my own character
So maybe I can relate
But...
I lived life a mile wide
And an inch deep
I was never certain if I agreed
Because although I have traveled
Far and continuously
I believe somewhere inside of me
Unhinged
And I can’t decide if
Seeing too much
Is a privilege or a hindrance
But I do know how deeply
I feel about a wide range of places
It’s hard to look at a parent
And see a stranger
So maybe I take their words
With too much weight
Questioning my own character
So maybe I can relate
But...
#family
#NaPoWriMo2024
40 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
Confession
I don’t know how much influence
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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0 Comments
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