Mama said it was “bad luck” to open an umbrella inside
Kinda artsy set
Full set on my OF
🎃🎃🎃
I’ve got poetry but I’m so tireeeed 😌
Night night or good morn
Bad Luck (photography)
Changes coming to my blog / websites 🥳
I reckon I’m gonna have to bite the WordPress hook and upgrade my personal plan to the premium plan since I’ve used up all my 6GB of storage space 🙄 and just pretend the universe is pushing me to upgrade my plan so I can have more media space to upload photos but also unpack yeti from its box to do soft poetry readings and spoken word
To be fair, I have been dying
But I will also at some point maybe be producing some subscriber only content on my blog/website instead of over on OnlyFans (I don’t do porn or self-gratification, I’m an artist and do nude photography – many say softcore is obsolete, but I’ll be offering it here on my website instead- and if someone could please teach me how to set up subscriptions on WP instead of me having to go figure it out through WordPress that would be great)
I’m already on a plan that allows subscriptions and donations, I’ve just used up all my media space and either need to delete stuff off my website or upgrade and at this point it’s time to upgrade because I’m growing aren’t I? I have over 1000 followers now and nearly 100,000 views!! 👀
So when I’m not dying and can put my head into the WordPress books I will figure out how to do the subscriber only content (this won’t be for every post, just my random spicer content)!
Not everyone wants to see my exclusive Rated R nude content but I’m tired of giving other platforms my visitors – especially when most platforms I have zero voice as an artist
I don’t want to push people to another platform when they come to visit my website
I want you to stay here in heaven with me 😇
GIVE ME ALL YOUR ATTENTION 🤩
I was at urgent care yesterday again so I don’t know how quickly I’ll be able to get stuff going but just know stuff is in the pipeline and I would like to get some more nude content out to you, it will be through my own website though, you won’t have to leave or sign-up anywhere else
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I’m dealing with heart and lung issues since I got the vaccine – I’m still a weirdo tho and I miss doing the cosplay for you to accompany the rants, poetry and prose!
I will definitely upgrade my plan soon so I can at least start attaching photographs again to my rants and poetry
It may be the new year before I start any subscription only content!
I may do it via donation instead of subscription (like where you can pay a small fee to unlock the post)…
Stay tuned
Dying but not dead…
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The soft side of the sea (photography)
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I told the moon about you
Tonight, I told the moon about you
Now, every year, another inch he has withdrew
The earth is home to heaven and we thought you always knew
So deep inside his crevices, he said he’s feeling blue
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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FaceBook thinks this photo is spam, so here you go 🎃 NSFW
It’s likely just my evil sister or ex or one of the alike abusing the algorithm system and finding a way to have it removed out of spite or jealousy so here yah go!!! 👀
I think FaceBook is a dump and the platform is obsolete and he’s trying so hard to stay relevant
It’s a playground for predators and Big Bro is pushing the Illuminati’s agenda of the digital age and selling his crap
I’m getting off the platform for good soon enough
It’s just a back door for advertisers to spy on you
And we gave Mark Zuckerberg permission to tag our faces and now they are using automatic scanning against us
I can’t stand information control
1984 is now
And I’ll be using face tattoos and theatrical makeup in more cosplay sets upcoming just because it’s so very fucking offensive to some and so very appreciated by the rest
It’s actually had a lot of good feedback
Which is why one person out there has their butt hole burning red over my success
It’s eating them alive
So they feel like a big person getting my intellectual property removed in an illegal way (cheating)
But I can’t fucking stand FaceBook and this photo set had positive response on all the other platforms that it’s been posted to so thank you
The entire reason I left android behind is because android was bought out by Facebook and you can’t even uninstall Facebook on android devices now, so that’s why I’m over on Apple!
Mark Zuckerberg has too much control so he can sell you stuff and spy on you 24/7!
If we’re honest, I wish they were filled out with milk 👀
I’m hormonal and wish I were preggo 😈
I don’t feel bad my enemy had a safe for work photo removed as “spam” on FaceDump, so here it is without the edit 😈
Trick-or-treat 🎃
Stitch
Keep the mask, wear it a crown
Stitch it to the weight that drags me down
Watch regret filling up the mound
You made me the last to come around
Put a cover over sun
Blame the past for all you’ve done
Inventing endless problems to cover one
Subtracting the solution like you’ve won
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Disney Delia (that’s me)
If I were turned into a 2D Disney character, this is how I would look! 😍
Now all I need is a lonely tower, a couple evil cats, and a Prince I’ve cast a spell on, who is madly in-love with me, and is coming to rescue me from my evil prison and release the curse!
Am I your new favorite cartoon? 😚
All my facial expressions Disneyfied!
Which are your favorites? 🤔
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Stellar Light
Your walls of trust are ruin
Still the moss is green in our garden
There are dinosaur skeletons and secrets buried
Iron walls to keep off enemy
My lips are gold and clean
I’m still your sunbeam
Leaning on the moon
My roots dug into you
The tombs are crumbling
Regret is ivy
Black holes are spinning too
They have mass like the weight of you
Time has turned into quicksand
Every place you’ve been
I’m not calling on a friend
From lie to dust
My blood is rust
But the starlight
It keeps rushing through
With every thought of you
My lips are gates of doom
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Cut the red forest down. Run us into Andromeda. My love won’t go extinct.
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Pray
All my life I’ve been searching for a man with no name
Delicately, with thunder on the plain
The way we befriend shadow when there is no rain
The way they demand trust when they are no friend
The way every part of him feels like my own end
When every single second he deserves the worse death
When every single hour I will pray for such breath
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
This life ain’t free
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Ponder
If your words had a smell
Are they sweet like lavender?
The way your words are calming
So I stop to gander
If your words were a road
Per chance I could wander?
The way your poetry
Invites me to ponder
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Existence
I exist somewhere between now and never
Just a fragment of time
A handshake, a moment, or lie
Your cold breath on my shoulder
While heaven was written with your eyes
And hope was seized by your rhyme
I come into existence as quickly as I am erased
Time is fleeting
I’ve been replaced
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
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Happy Halloween ~ Let Us Prey
Happy is relative. Everyday is Halloween.
I’m not through with Halloween, after all, today IS halloween. These are just a few I took and edited on All Hallows Eve. 🙂
But this is the two days I can legally scare the children and the parents be okay with it.
La la la la la la 🎃🎃🎃
Everyday is Halloween when you’re a ghoul like me. 🙂
© Delia Ross. 2020
Postscript: I am not a devil worshiper. I do vampire cosplay. It’s a hobby. Or sport. ‘Let us prey’. (Now I know why Michael Jackson had to do these).
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Immersion (Sensuality 101)
I like teasing the senses. The art of sensuality. LSD; love, sensuality, devotion. My creed.
Below are some videos and photography of waterplay (no not that hardcore, desensitized porn stuff). Just a gal in a bath tub capturing the movement of shadows in candlelight, hair in water & the softness of me (despite my iron thick walls). There is slight nudity in some of the videos (do not watch if mild nudity offends). Angels are warriors but there is some softness remaining under my iron armor and Kama Sutra is an interest and focus in my life. I’m interested in soft spots and openings in hearts, minds, and bodies. Hardcore desensitizes not only your senses but your mind (plastic too). Sensuality brings enlightenment. I am the darkness, show me the light. I am the fire, give me air. The 4 elements of life. Breathe devotion and love into me. Don’t come into my life to show me roughness. I’m interested in softness. Show me your soft spots. Touch the places in me few ever go…
I don’t want hardcore. I know hardcore. I survived a war with guns and fighting and people dying (I served 15 hard years in the Army). I want something more. Peace. Tranquility. Sensuality. Love. Poetry. The sound of your voice in my ear. Your footsteps are the beats of my heart. Let me listen. Quiet the things that make you spiral out of control. Focus on LSD; love, sensuality, devotion. ❤
Music to accompany: https://youtu.be/APW_QwzGg2o
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Light-seconds
The space between your heart and my heart is light-seconds away
© Delia Ross. 2020
Halo
I keep to shadow
I listen for the crow
My every step is sinking
Deeper in the snow
There’s blood on this arrow
Which came from your crossbow
I’m having trouble thinking
My step is at a slow
I don’t have any ammo
I lost it long ago
There’s nightmares when I’m sleeping
You might have guessed it though
I still keep your photo
Nesting deep below
And maybe why I’m clinging
To all I’ll never know
Every step my halo
Has a brighter glow
As if my soul’s imprinting
Further in your soul
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Cold Winds + Mortars
Block the cold winds blowing from the north
Frozen in time mistakes keep you from moving forth
Like the heavy winds from the north
You stop and weap
Holding down a crumbling fort
Eight days a week
You carry regret like a torch
Reminder: time is short
Open quarters
Small circles
Blown mortars
Follow orders
Closed borders
Such horror
All blurs
No cures
Blood pours
More tours
Four doors
His wars
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Veil
Would you like what was underneath my veil?
Crimson iron
Salty prisons
White mountains
Hidden trails
Would you like the stories I’d have to tell?
Begotten truths
Perished dreams
Endless obloquy
Skin with scales
Have you ever seen a heart with nails?
The heavy burden
The icy trotter
The lonely barter
The girl who wails
Are you ever missing details?
Empty bedrooms
Abandoned vows
Broken mirrors
All effort fails
© Delia Ross. 2020
I was going to write a non rhyme, and then I was going to write a rhyme, and then I decided to write a non rhyming rhyme and thus this poem formed… but I like how it turned out. Do you? 🤔
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Feeling cute, might delete
Sorrow
She hides her face
So the dark can’t see her pain
She needs embrace
But the tears come with the rain
She fell from grace
So they call her insane
Lost to a rigged race
Her heart was cheaply slain
By a monster who disappeared without a trace
And he’s not worth a name
© Delia Ross. 2019
Everything fucking hurts…
35K Oh My!
Sometime in January of this year I realized my blog was at 5k and it struck a fire in me to start writing more. I figured it would take until the end of the year to even reach 10K but that was my new goal for the year. Writing is therapeutic for me and so I started nurturing my blog by writing more, and nearly on a daily basis this entire year. I kept writing because you kept reading. And here we are now and my blog is a few hundred hits away from 35,000 worldwide views. Incredible. Having 10K visits to my blog is such an achievement for me and for someone who writes poetry which is a hard field to get noticed in. Just ask Edgar Allan Poe. I am grateful for my readers. I can’t make any promises on what 2020 will bring, but I can say you made my 2019 very fulfilling. And even though there have been a few bumps along the way, I hope to go into 2020 with an open heart. And so if I have wronged you, I ask for your forgiveness. And if you have wronged me, I forgive you. Happy holidays and Friday the 13th and last Full Moon of the year. Sending you positive energy, and good vibes along the wire. I love all of yous.
Faith
The crest on my chest
It means faithfulness
Loyalty cannot be bought
But it is hard fought
I loved you whole didn’t I
So why the blood no matter how I try
I am stuck at your crossroads
In pieces and fragmented shadows
Over and over I go over this lesson
But no answers tell where the pain will lessen
Just as I’m stable you throw another grenade
I’ve been wounded in ways you can’t hurt with a blade
Lost may you be but I love you the same
Hate is your hand but love is my aim
Stuck in quicksand and on a frozen route
Clouds of confusion but still love you devout
© Delia Ross. 2019
I suppose it’s more than a name, more than a code of honor, more than a tattoo…
Depleted
I’m trying to make repairs but I feel depleted
Unlike invisibility, I’ve simply been deleted
A guest where the heart never once was greeted
But first in his line to always be mistreated
No pardon, no mercy
Just a girl he will never see
One weeping heart in agony
Sad girl diary on repeat
© Delia Ross. 2019
Silhouette
He is a masterpiece
My eyes do not deceive
In silhouette of starlight
He gets the best of me
A silver crescent moon above in his sky
Under careful watch of his truthful eye
He gives me courage so I have wings to fly
My heart will gladly testify
There’s never poison in the bait
Or written words that adulate
The path is narrow but always straight
His love leads me to his holy gate (a place I never ache)
© Delia Ross. 2019
I don’t know how your holiday went but I focused on growth and light. ✌
Kinky vampy bitch inside
First off let me just say, I am a kinky bitch. I am in no way ashamed of my body, even though for many years many people tried to make me feel bad for being petite and for not being made of plastic. You see, I may not have fake hair, fake eyelashes, fake nails, fake tits, fake tans, or fake personalities, etc, because I actually like to feel and sense my surroundings. I want to feel the things I’m touching and the things that are touching me and plastic is a barrier. And so, what you see is what you get. I shouldn’t have to remove my panties to find a good lover. Everyone is so desensitized these days, but not me. Even that plastic vibrator you’re using is keeping you disconnected and from real connection. I’ve traveled the world, I could have bought breast many times over, but I love myself too much to fall for society’s standards. I’m not a slut and I’m not asking you for money but generally girls who remove their panties are in fact asking you for money one way or the other. Whether it be a print or a book collaboration. So I am kinky, I am a vampire, I like kinky sex but I’m very private about my sexual life. I never said the blogger was fucking everyone, I said she’s fucking one person. And living in Alaska doesn’t rule you out of fucking sex.
Stop judging me by the covers I refuse to take off and start seeing me for my actual worth. I am not close-minded. But she is a sex worker, stop fucking being blinded by the shades and wording she is using. I DON’T LIKE HER AND HE SHOULDN’T BE WITH HER. BAD INFLUENCE.
Until You Die
Love will keep you alive
Sin will keep you chained under a lie
Until you die, until you die
But love will help you both survive
And so I try, I still try
Despite the tears he always makes me cry
© Delia Ross. 2019
The Muse
For my muse – there’s only ever been the one
He evokes poetry on the tongue
He puts words in my thumb
He makes the darkness go numb
He makes the daylight come
A visual walking masterpiece
He sees through the worst of me
He lives in a world I’ll never be able to cross into
A star so bright he can pierce through –
Any structure, any crack or dark avenue
He’s teaching me how to be human too
He suffers the way you and I do
I hate it but it’s true
An archangel of the highest order –
Though probably not a title he’d gladly hoarder
I see him in a different color
Where blackness is always duller
His mind is so expanse he’s more than genius
His message is love just like Jesus 🙂
He should be my life thesis 🙂
(Fuck, he’ll probably see this) 🙂
((I’m not trying to start a war I promise))
BUT I AM FUCKING GLAD FOR HIS EXISTENCE
Well, he’s perfect yes
Even when he’s not at his best
And so yeah, I love him more than all the rest
I’m sorry if that will put you to the test
I am not a threat
Respect, admiration, freelove
It’s a gift from above
(I am just a little dove)
And so I am thankful forever of..
“HAPPY LIKE A BROKEN RECORD” inspired by Alexander Ebert 1000% of the time (photo edits by me)
Hello 28K!
After Dark
Le Vampyre
No vampire balls or masquerades
Depression can last for decades
Why do you leave me but never leave me? Why do you pretend that you don’t need me? Why is it, when I cut you, I start bleeding? Why is it, when you cut me, I start feeding?
My Muse! Digi Art
I saw a picture of my muse on the webs which inspired me to do this digital art of him. He’s teaching me how to be human. ❤✌❤
I also shared this originally on my Instagram. ✌
DETAINED
OLD PHOTO, NEW POEM!
‘DETAINED’ by @poeeternal
He makes me want to sin
But it’d be heaven I contend
The way his words move under my skin
I’d fall for him again and again
I once made my amend
While feeling silence closing in
If only there were more moments to spend
Would he care the places I’ve been?
His silence tortures me
From a bird to a parolee
His energy is beastly
I’d stay in jail, be his detainee
Satisfaction is guaranteed
But there are obstacles to oversee
Invitations with no addressee
His heart is like an Oak tree
© Delia Ross. 2019
Sunken Treasure by Delia Ross
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