Submissions by Abracadabra (Abra)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just a soul, hooked on magic & poetry sandwiches. My words are fools, dancing as they flirt with the life you give them... & then there's the naughty stuff that wakes me in the middle of the night... one day all that cheese'll kill me.
If You Just Try
Love can hurt you
friends may fail you
only time will tell
but there's no limit
to what you can do
if you just try.
Skies are always bluer
when you're laughing
why do you decide to cry
you'll have no reason
to be down in the dumps
if you just try.
You know we all want
tomorrow today
and it seems tomorrow
never comes
but don't be a sparrow
that hangs round the door
waiting to pick up some crumbs.
You'll be as happy
as you want to be
take it from me
there'll be no limit ...
friends may fail you
only time will tell
but there's no limit
to what you can do
if you just try.
Skies are always bluer
when you're laughing
why do you decide to cry
you'll have no reason
to be down in the dumps
if you just try.
You know we all want
tomorrow today
and it seems tomorrow
never comes
but don't be a sparrow
that hangs round the door
waiting to pick up some crumbs.
You'll be as happy
as you want to be
take it from me
there'll be no limit ...
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Crazy Baby Eyes
You email me and I delete
all you have to say
the phones are off
I'm out of town and almost on my way.
I'm not your fool no more
and you cant kiss it better this time
I'm not your fool no more
and you wont hurt me
no more never
no matter how you try
There's no despair for you
no not from me
best you can hope for
is I'll think of you sometimes
And while I'm traveling the world
you can stay home alone
cos it's your turn now
I guess it's payback time
So learn to cry
to be a fool for me...
all you have to say
the phones are off
I'm out of town and almost on my way.
I'm not your fool no more
and you cant kiss it better this time
I'm not your fool no more
and you wont hurt me
no more never
no matter how you try
There's no despair for you
no not from me
best you can hope for
is I'll think of you sometimes
And while I'm traveling the world
you can stay home alone
cos it's your turn now
I guess it's payback time
So learn to cry
to be a fool for me...
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Cliffs of Reason
I never asked to be born
and I wont ask to die
and some days I wake up dancing
although I don't always
really
know
why.
I don't look for love
I don't know how to find it
although it wont find me
if I close my eyes.
You see it aint no good
being top of the tree
if you're sat up high
just waiting to fall
It's a long way down
until you hit bottom
and nothing you do
can change much at all
We all feel our way
across cliffs of reason
we're inching along
the cliffs of reason
and...
and I wont ask to die
and some days I wake up dancing
although I don't always
really
know
why.
I don't look for love
I don't know how to find it
although it wont find me
if I close my eyes.
You see it aint no good
being top of the tree
if you're sat up high
just waiting to fall
It's a long way down
until you hit bottom
and nothing you do
can change much at all
We all feel our way
across cliffs of reason
we're inching along
the cliffs of reason
and...
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Elevator Quickie
I think we both realized there was something between us
I thought it was just a smell of fresh vanilla
but when the elevator doors clicked shut
it put me in mind of stepping in to a whirlwind.
We were like two skinny Buddhas
fighting each other for the first lick of the same ice cream
all arms and legs and there were fifteen floors
so to get stuck at the top meant
someone had to jam that button real hard.
I made sure I did
harder and harder
and oh, don't those tin boxes rock and sway
just the way you want them to ...
I thought it was just a smell of fresh vanilla
but when the elevator doors clicked shut
it put me in mind of stepping in to a whirlwind.
We were like two skinny Buddhas
fighting each other for the first lick of the same ice cream
all arms and legs and there were fifteen floors
so to get stuck at the top meant
someone had to jam that button real hard.
I made sure I did
harder and harder
and oh, don't those tin boxes rock and sway
just the way you want them to ...
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reinvention seven
d e a t h
to goths and emos
they are standing
in our way
cook them
in life's disgusting stew
clip their raven wings
so they never fly again
not in our world
yet every seven years
all cells
regenerate
don't they?
so no wonder
after all this time
there's that same old
itch behind the eyes
where rebellion screams
to murder
such unnatural states of mind
and while there is even one ...
to goths and emos
they are standing
in our way
cook them
in life's disgusting stew
clip their raven wings
so they never fly again
not in our world
yet every seven years
all cells
regenerate
don't they?
so no wonder
after all this time
there's that same old
itch behind the eyes
where rebellion screams
to murder
such unnatural states of mind
and while there is even one ...
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Invisible Walls
I've been chasing ghosts
for longer than I should
digging up the past
like it was something in my blood
clawing at the memories
and clutching at straws
I've been running on empty
with no space for a pause
Can't see a pattern
a reason or rhyme
can't tell you the place
but you'll know when it's time
when the invisible walls
come tumbling down
we'll turn fear into power
there'll be a burning in town
They'll appeal for calm
but it wont do no good
it surely wont help ...
for longer than I should
digging up the past
like it was something in my blood
clawing at the memories
and clutching at straws
I've been running on empty
with no space for a pause
Can't see a pattern
a reason or rhyme
can't tell you the place
but you'll know when it's time
when the invisible walls
come tumbling down
we'll turn fear into power
there'll be a burning in town
They'll appeal for calm
but it wont do no good
it surely wont help ...
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Local Issue
Today my world is one big poem
and everywhere I look there's inspiration
even some kid's dead kite trapped in a tree
screams at me--
Look, there's no more help from the wind
Walking Gunnersbury Park
I watch the Dogfather
park up his white van
walking forty poodles a day
because their owners can afford
to pay him while they get fat.
Perfect sadness awaits
by the Orangery
where exotic fruits once grew
now elevated traffic roar
from the motorway
plays centre stage.
Old men who grew old too...
and everywhere I look there's inspiration
even some kid's dead kite trapped in a tree
screams at me--
Look, there's no more help from the wind
Walking Gunnersbury Park
I watch the Dogfather
park up his white van
walking forty poodles a day
because their owners can afford
to pay him while they get fat.
Perfect sadness awaits
by the Orangery
where exotic fruits once grew
now elevated traffic roar
from the motorway
plays centre stage.
Old men who grew old too...
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No Mule's Fool (2009)
We did it for the money but the dream went wrong
and behind these prison walls is not where I belong
It should have been easy
we had it on a plate
but they got us at the airport
and now there's ten more years to wait
Some guys who knew a man, I never caught his name
came over in the bar on our holiday in Spain
He said it was so easy
and that nothing could go wrong
so quick and so easy
not ten years long
I was average at school
in the middle of my class
never short on courage but always short on cash
we were...
and behind these prison walls is not where I belong
It should have been easy
we had it on a plate
but they got us at the airport
and now there's ten more years to wait
Some guys who knew a man, I never caught his name
came over in the bar on our holiday in Spain
He said it was so easy
and that nothing could go wrong
so quick and so easy
not ten years long
I was average at school
in the middle of my class
never short on courage but always short on cash
we were...
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A Poor Carmilla
Under my bed
my vampire sleeps
waiting for night to fall
and before this young moon finds perfect
hues of blood red silver
he will become
his hungriest
It is then I feel him stirring the most
he has no truck with websites
or puny poetic ideals
to him that is ballroom dancing for elephants
Soon he will shake my body again
like a rag in his wind
and althoughI am may be a poor Carmilla
he sweeps me away
to go awandering the mists
sating his longings
I can not cook for him
nor bear his children
and...
my vampire sleeps
waiting for night to fall
and before this young moon finds perfect
hues of blood red silver
he will become
his hungriest
It is then I feel him stirring the most
he has no truck with websites
or puny poetic ideals
to him that is ballroom dancing for elephants
Soon he will shake my body again
like a rag in his wind
and althoughI am may be a poor Carmilla
he sweeps me away
to go awandering the mists
sating his longings
I can not cook for him
nor bear his children
and...
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Hitman
Life in the slow lane
I can't afford it
picking up the quick gain
you know when I scored it
Show me a target
and I'll blow it wide open
feels like the last hit
another spit in the ocean
High rollers crash on the shore
the higher they ride
the harder they fall
sign on the contract
I'll take care of it all
just leave that killing part
to me
Have a think about my last blast
they were names ona list
you caught it on the TV
so you know I never miss
I worked out the timing
then angles and range
a...
I can't afford it
picking up the quick gain
you know when I scored it
Show me a target
and I'll blow it wide open
feels like the last hit
another spit in the ocean
High rollers crash on the shore
the higher they ride
the harder they fall
sign on the contract
I'll take care of it all
just leave that killing part
to me
Have a think about my last blast
they were names ona list
you caught it on the TV
so you know I never miss
I worked out the timing
then angles and range
a...
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The Also
Returning unexpectedly
I found a long dark hair
in the bedroom
an intruder
that wasn't mine or yours
You said
it must have been
carried in
by the wind
and laughed at me
unconvincingly
But the smell of home
seemed not quite right
as you hurried quickly
to the trash
and however much
I wanted to believe
I could already feel
strange sharp claws
shredding ruthlessly
at the fabric of my heart
You know I
would never share
our secret life ...
I found a long dark hair
in the bedroom
an intruder
that wasn't mine or yours
You said
it must have been
carried in
by the wind
and laughed at me
unconvincingly
But the smell of home
seemed not quite right
as you hurried quickly
to the trash
and however much
I wanted to believe
I could already feel
strange sharp claws
shredding ruthlessly
at the fabric of my heart
You know I
would never share
our secret life ...
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Syntax Junkie vs an Everlasting Anthology for Trash
Where do the words go when they've been read for the last time, slipping from the page without goodbye?
Are they jumbled letters wiped from memory banks and converted to dud currency on a scrap pile, higher than forever's steaming language landfill of rhyme and reason.
Words won't tell you if it's the next time to be hurt again or to love again, when you've lost the plot again or when to proffer your soul.
They leave no time for why, while you work out how to reason the truths of your own.
So for now you return to your screen like a moth, grounded and burned but...
Are they jumbled letters wiped from memory banks and converted to dud currency on a scrap pile, higher than forever's steaming language landfill of rhyme and reason.
Words won't tell you if it's the next time to be hurt again or to love again, when you've lost the plot again or when to proffer your soul.
They leave no time for why, while you work out how to reason the truths of your own.
So for now you return to your screen like a moth, grounded and burned but...
229 reads
3 Comments
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