Caladrius

Joined June 2021

28 stories

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“Perhaps it’s impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.”

— Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

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Lucille's Daisies
Each Sunday, I put on a kettle During my wait, around the house I meddle . I will dust and correct the corner of my rug And then I will push in the chairs and remove any bugs
By Caladrius2 months ago in Poets
On The Porch Between Frost & Fall. Runner-Up in The Sound of First Frost Challenge.
The cabin holds its breath between one last warmth and the first clean cut of cold. Curtains shiver like a throat just before a word
By Caladrius2 months ago in Poets
Magnum Opus: The Greatest Love, The Greatest Loss.. Runner-Up in Poetry of the Hunt Challenge.
A waning day’s breath steeps in misted pine One house alone, unbent beneath the night A book half-read, the crust of bread, the wine—
By Caladrius2 months ago in Poets
Punctuality Is Important
Sweet summer night air, A scream drops past the window. Weird, my maid is late.
By Caladrius3 months ago in Poets
By Design. Runner-Up in Lantern Light Challenge.
I was lit to burn, to call, to keep At a distance, footsteps gather and stare So, I glow though shadows gather close to me
By Caladrius3 months ago in Poets
Black Lungs
In the middle of the room, I stare through the ceiling. Around the corner, a footstep dissolves into the shadow. Smoke rises, I close my eyes and allow it to braid through my nose and into my chest. The soot takes home and each breath that leaves is thicker than the last.
By Caladrius9 months ago in Poets
At A Price
So when I can no longer meet the eyes in the mirror, I will know that your remorse had entered my lungs.
By Caladrius9 months ago in Poets
The Purpose
Maybe soon my voice Will echo into a life That was hurt like me
By Caladriusabout a year ago in Poets
The First Breath of The Night
The peace a woman learns when all else has fallen. Her lungs awaken.
By Caladrius2 years ago in Poets
Mal de Coucou
Diseased room of words. Please, could I cup my hands and drink chamomile tea?
By Caladrius2 years ago in Poets
Buttercups
Buttercups, my love Your capture of my heart Left little space more
By Caladrius2 years ago in Poets
To Be A Poet
To be a poet? My heart will burn and hope that Ash is your color.
By Caladrius2 years ago in Poets

Caladrius

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Lucille's Daisies

On The Porch Between Frost & Fall. Runner-Up in The Sound of First Frost Challenge.

Magnum Opus: The Greatest Love, The Greatest Loss.. Runner-Up in Poetry of the Hunt Challenge.

Punctuality Is Important

By Design. Runner-Up in Lantern Light Challenge.

Black Lungs

At A Price

The Purpose

The First Breath of The Night

Mal de Coucou

Buttercups

To Be A Poet

Achievements (3)