Submissions by LobodeSanPedro
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"One who produces even a single good poem has not spent his life in vain" ~ Basho
Blood Cousins
Blood Cousins
Live
Hunt
Kill
The darkened core of my existence
Refined and defined by the edicts of my father
Eternal agony branded in me by the man who killed my mother
Right in front of me
Hacked with silvery steel as she screamed to comfort me
I was baptized in her blood
Purified and demonized all at the same time
Those fleeting moments of her warmth were oddly
Soothing
Blood is the vessel of my spiraling odyssey
For the red pearls I seek are so...
Live
Hunt
Kill
The darkened core of my existence
Refined and defined by the edicts of my father
Eternal agony branded in me by the man who killed my mother
Right in front of me
Hacked with silvery steel as she screamed to comfort me
I was baptized in her blood
Purified and demonized all at the same time
Those fleeting moments of her warmth were oddly
Soothing
Blood is the vessel of my spiraling odyssey
For the red pearls I seek are so...
132 reads
7 Comments
When It Melts
When It Melts
Pillowy soft and they bounce
Some like the big ones
But I like the iddy biddy ones that warm in your mouth
They can be sucked, suckled, bitten and molded
They're lovely and luscious with chocolate on top
Cream
Cherry
Tickled by fire
They glow and caramelize
Sticky with the heat
Begging to be eaten
I happily oblige
Glowing embers dare me to indulge my deepest wants
Willing partners for my pleasure surround me
Graham declares I'm hardened honey, with Cinnamon on top to boot ...
Pillowy soft and they bounce
Some like the big ones
But I like the iddy biddy ones that warm in your mouth
They can be sucked, suckled, bitten and molded
They're lovely and luscious with chocolate on top
Cream
Cherry
Tickled by fire
They glow and caramelize
Sticky with the heat
Begging to be eaten
I happily oblige
Glowing embers dare me to indulge my deepest wants
Willing partners for my pleasure surround me
Graham declares I'm hardened honey, with Cinnamon on top to boot ...
213 reads
14 Comments
Season of Sacrifice
Season of Sacrifice
I heard the usual warnings of my mother
as I headed out
Be careful
But I was young
Knew how to take care of myself
Indestructible
Untouchable
Confident
Me
There were the usual nods and greetings
To those I knew as I made my way into the park
I could smell the freshly turned earth as I entered
Last thing I'd truly remember of that night with joy
This was the season of rebirth
So a crucifixion was needed first
A sacrifice, to find resurrection
They said there was blood everywhere...
I heard the usual warnings of my mother
as I headed out
Be careful
But I was young
Knew how to take care of myself
Indestructible
Untouchable
Confident
Me
There were the usual nods and greetings
To those I knew as I made my way into the park
I could smell the freshly turned earth as I entered
Last thing I'd truly remember of that night with joy
This was the season of rebirth
So a crucifixion was needed first
A sacrifice, to find resurrection
They said there was blood everywhere...
102 reads
6 Comments
Geta Room
286 reads
6 Comments
Her Willing Gardener
Her Willing Gardener (The Empress Tree)
They called her ugly
Didn't know her freckles were gifts from the sun
Would threaten to jump her
Just to see her run
They called her ugly
Didn't like her carmel skin framed by curly black locks
Angry voices echoed in her head
for what seemed like blocks
She was a young willow then
Knew nothing of the flowers she could bare
Roberto, her tender gardener
Handled her with care
Now I'm kneeling in the sun
Hands cut for the petals she will bring
Panicles of foxglove blooms...
They called her ugly
Didn't know her freckles were gifts from the sun
Would threaten to jump her
Just to see her run
They called her ugly
Didn't like her carmel skin framed by curly black locks
Angry voices echoed in her head
for what seemed like blocks
She was a young willow then
Knew nothing of the flowers she could bare
Roberto, her tender gardener
Handled her with care
Now I'm kneeling in the sun
Hands cut for the petals she will bring
Panicles of foxglove blooms...
115 reads
6 Comments
I'll Be Right There
I'll Be Right There
I've been here before
All of my life in fact
Suspended between life and the unknown
Seeking salvation and acceptance by many who I'm now foreign to
Unseen by
Yet enjoying my freedom above them
Unpolluted by the very things which keep them bound
I can feel her tentacles pulling me
She's not the monster my mother always said to stay away from
Make sure you have protection daddy would warn
But she's always been there with me
For me
I built sandcastles under her
Held...
I've been here before
All of my life in fact
Suspended between life and the unknown
Seeking salvation and acceptance by many who I'm now foreign to
Unseen by
Yet enjoying my freedom above them
Unpolluted by the very things which keep them bound
I can feel her tentacles pulling me
She's not the monster my mother always said to stay away from
Make sure you have protection daddy would warn
But she's always been there with me
For me
I built sandcastles under her
Held...
127 reads
4 Comments
Who Drinks with Blackbeard?
Who Drinks with Blackbeard?
(A sea shanty - Sung as a call and response between the shanty and crew as they labored on a pirate vessel.)
Submitted for the History competition:
Here be a story
of wit, guts and glory
A captain revered
by moors commandeered
On high seas and shallows
his black crew was feared
Poseidon and Hades,
would drink with Blackbeard
Edward Teach be his Christian name
Taught us the code, through powder and flame
Shanty: Heave
Crew: Ho
...
(A sea shanty - Sung as a call and response between the shanty and crew as they labored on a pirate vessel.)
Submitted for the History competition:
Here be a story
of wit, guts and glory
A captain revered
by moors commandeered
On high seas and shallows
his black crew was feared
Poseidon and Hades,
would drink with Blackbeard
Edward Teach be his Christian name
Taught us the code, through powder and flame
Shanty: Heave
Crew: Ho
...
128 reads
2 Comments
My Body Bares It All
My Body Bares It All
My body like the rest of me bares the marks of
Madness,and salvation yet to come
Born of men but never accepted as them
Kidnapped
Yet cast away by humanity
Alien even to those who would shelter me
Look at his lips
His hair
Skin
Mowgli's story was my own
Told in a Tribal circle
The tiger cuts the flesh of my right arm
The thief and abductor
Who cast me out from humanity
He seeks exaltation in my demonization
The panther, my teacher, fights the slithering serpent on my left ...
My body like the rest of me bares the marks of
Madness,and salvation yet to come
Born of men but never accepted as them
Kidnapped
Yet cast away by humanity
Alien even to those who would shelter me
Look at his lips
His hair
Skin
Mowgli's story was my own
Told in a Tribal circle
The tiger cuts the flesh of my right arm
The thief and abductor
Who cast me out from humanity
He seeks exaltation in my demonization
The panther, my teacher, fights the slithering serpent on my left ...
102 reads
2 Comments
Damn Him! ... And his pint too!
477 reads
2 Comments
Da Onion (la cebolla)
She has an ass southern men call
Da onion
So round, ripe and sweet
It draws tears to ya eyes
Yet you can't help but eat
My lover slurps and sucks my throbbing head
I spank her ass dutifully until strawberry red
She's on her knees and her hips in full sway
I spank her a few times because I'm not here to play
I peel that onion open
Face first to devour her clit
Thighs over ears but I still hear, "Oh shit!"
Her juices are like nectar as they start to flow
I spank her some more and the moans start to grow ...
Da onion
So round, ripe and sweet
It draws tears to ya eyes
Yet you can't help but eat
My lover slurps and sucks my throbbing head
I spank her ass dutifully until strawberry red
She's on her knees and her hips in full sway
I spank her a few times because I'm not here to play
I peel that onion open
Face first to devour her clit
Thighs over ears but I still hear, "Oh shit!"
Her juices are like nectar as they start to flow
I spank her some more and the moans start to grow ...
328 reads
6 Comments
What You Need of Me
What You Need of Me
I came to sit on this bench
Because I've been hardened in bronze too
Though mine was a star
They come to me beaten battered and bruised
Deprived of limps
Deprived of sight
G I issued and war torn, their souls confused
Farm boys from Iowa
Shredders from Venice
Ballers from Rucker Park
Tar Heels from the Carolinas
I've seen all fifty stars
And they're all one and the same
Young
Poor
Deprived
Hollowed by what they've seen
Hardened by what...
I came to sit on this bench
Because I've been hardened in bronze too
Though mine was a star
They come to me beaten battered and bruised
Deprived of limps
Deprived of sight
G I issued and war torn, their souls confused
Farm boys from Iowa
Shredders from Venice
Ballers from Rucker Park
Tar Heels from the Carolinas
I've seen all fifty stars
And they're all one and the same
Young
Poor
Deprived
Hollowed by what they've seen
Hardened by what...
105 reads
4 Comments
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
His name had money in it long
before any of these rappers did
Got hooked on his music
Sippin' Jacks as a kid
Stood up to his uncle Sam
And told him "Fuck You too!"
Said I won't be defined
When he sang about A Boy Named Sue
Sang the Folsom Prison Blues
For men like my dad
Stripped of their humanity
His strummin' was all they had
Hound dog's voice kissed
His boom-chicka-boom sound
Sang of Ira Hayes who
Died face down in the ground
Not a drop of Native blood ...
His name had money in it long
before any of these rappers did
Got hooked on his music
Sippin' Jacks as a kid
Stood up to his uncle Sam
And told him "Fuck You too!"
Said I won't be defined
When he sang about A Boy Named Sue
Sang the Folsom Prison Blues
For men like my dad
Stripped of their humanity
His strummin' was all they had
Hound dog's voice kissed
His boom-chicka-boom sound
Sang of Ira Hayes who
Died face down in the ground
Not a drop of Native blood ...
100 reads
0 Comments
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