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AGE: 23
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 18

Writing is the continually evolving side of myself. It is a prism through which the sum of my shifting emotions and experiences can emerge in a plethora of colors. It is my primal urge to create. It is me.

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Poetry / Selene
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By the light of the Moon She sits in her car A home away from home Wherever you are Thinking. Debating. Ruminating... Sense of calm, permeating Her mind and spirit Growing lighter than feathers With each plume of blue smoke That her red lips unfetter Towards the light of the Moon This moon, that big pearl in the sky A sea of memories rushes on by She lets forth another plume With gale-force conclusions Hitting her like bricks Dispelling all illusions It's a feeling this time There's no need t...
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Poetry / Proserpina
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A love like ours, stronger with each hour No one could understand, so we made our love a tower Where only you and I could go High above the world below Melting in each other's arms So seamlessly... Days of strolling in the fields Among primrose and pale lilies So it was, our love story Then they came, the earth-quakers The tower-shakers The heart-breakers We moved that tower to the sky And from there we said good-bye To the thorns that pained us To all those that chained us Away from each oth...
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Poetry / Fortuna
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She picks up a penny Wants all that she sees She starts off the day feeling Sort of lucky Is it mere selfishness, this yearning for more? New shoes, a new house and jewelry galore! The wheel it comes 'round, she's heard that for so many days When will she be Fortune's favorite, the brave? Seems all she does is daydream and play Her highest hopes pinned to the lottery She says she wants a better life That's rife With credit cards and dollar bills Golden coins and treasure trails The end of yet...
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Poetry / Superstitious
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When the clouds that you knew Once painted a royal hue Fade to crooked swirls Of smoky alabaster A baneful black cat Emerges from the dark Eyes piercing like twin daggers Whiskers arched It slinks beneath a ladder--in pursuit You run. Faces pass you, the world's a blur Try to escape it, attempt to evade it Without getting hurt By its black magic treachery, Its forthcoming tragedy Then you hear the sharp noise Of broken glass all around In avoiding the hellcat, you knocked A woman's compact mi...
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In my dreams There I live A thousand lives A day Living in this one Revealed the past In a most disconcerting way I'll never forget it At once real and chimeric Unfettered by this pen Come then Let me tell you It was in old days gone by In China's Shanghai He and I were together Just as we are today But enacting evil was our stock in trade Upscale assassins we were, paid To impede lives from living In this, my forgotten memory He in his tophat Me riding his coattails In a bright scarlet dress...
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Poetry / I'm just me...
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Haiku/Senryu / Stigma
Wow, love it. I love the two lines, "seeks to flee winter's cold breath rooted to the spot." Almost as if running is futile, and she's just accepted whatever comes her way as something she's going to face on her own terms. I love the line "ephemeral blooms" and how great of a phrase that is to describe the transience of physical beauty and how the subject's resilience is really her true beauty. Lovely work.
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The imagery was nice, but I found the poem itself to be a bit discursive. I especially found these lines a bit confusing, "We drip through lucid eye drops, and harsh shards of paper; mixing them with the acrid taste of cacti and ambrosia, searching for keys to a consciousness thought only for the divine." I understand you're trying to discuss some sort of edge being leapt over...and I'm thinking you're talking about a freedom of some sort, but the meaning isn't really as clearly defined as I ...
Very nice. I especially love "serpentine legs," "incarnation of Night" and "Winter's frozen jewel." Very vivid imagery. I also love the speaker's sense of longing, you make it very tangible and real. A lovely work. Well done.
Poetry / Carnivores
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Poetry / Mirror, Mirror
Sci Fi & Fantasy / Flights of Dreams
Poetry / Fainting

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