Submissions by LokiOfLiterati
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am the awakening of what shouldn't be. I am just a glimpse of the future.
Ba-Dum CHING!
If you're even mildly hoping I'll miss?
With styles sculpted like Rubik's?
As a child I coped with the gift
Riled when I'd scope shit, roping the rift!
Defiled and retired traditional wiles at my own trials!
(On the scene I fit; I mean that shit—check my files!)
Itch and roll, those fogeys had to get with it.
In a jiffy I fragged lies to recompile a blitz!
Epiphany dragged my ass down the aisle of wit!
On the Isle of Wight, miles to delight, she smiles and I write what hits.
Still wildly inappropriate!
Stifle your complaints over...
With styles sculpted like Rubik's?
As a child I coped with the gift
Riled when I'd scope shit, roping the rift!
Defiled and retired traditional wiles at my own trials!
(On the scene I fit; I mean that shit—check my files!)
Itch and roll, those fogeys had to get with it.
In a jiffy I fragged lies to recompile a blitz!
Epiphany dragged my ass down the aisle of wit!
On the Isle of Wight, miles to delight, she smiles and I write what hits.
Still wildly inappropriate!
Stifle your complaints over...
98 reads
2 Comments
Who?
Around the bend with every task
Slam through and past the end. Feeling free
Sound of Pete Townshend asking
“Can You See the Real Me?”
Uh whoops, most scope those notes as “The Who”
But while Daltry sang, Townshend wrote-- credit is due
Scrub my blues. Muddled truth? “Substitute”
“You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young but I'm just back-dated, yeah
...
Slam through and past the end. Feeling free
Sound of Pete Townshend asking
“Can You See the Real Me?”
Uh whoops, most scope those notes as “The Who”
But while Daltry sang, Townshend wrote-- credit is due
Scrub my blues. Muddled truth? “Substitute”
“You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young but I'm just back-dated, yeah
...
77 reads
0 Comments
Single Now, Me Again
Raring to parry and war upon clearing every door
Tarry my lore when faded-
I'm a loon for sure!
Run stairs instead of the elevator-
Get to my floor sooner!
Spree words to vouch and vibe
3 3rds of most doubt is about pride!
This Freebird from Southside
Is the original hijo de Santa Ana
So I'll smoke marijuana when I wanna'
Care more for flora and fauna
The poor of Ghana, the wars that are always on the
Bill for 1st world living, shills whose lives are for giving
What's upon the will of capitalism building?
I'll...
Tarry my lore when faded-
I'm a loon for sure!
Run stairs instead of the elevator-
Get to my floor sooner!
Spree words to vouch and vibe
3 3rds of most doubt is about pride!
This Freebird from Southside
Is the original hijo de Santa Ana
So I'll smoke marijuana when I wanna'
Care more for flora and fauna
The poor of Ghana, the wars that are always on the
Bill for 1st world living, shills whose lives are for giving
What's upon the will of capitalism building?
I'll...
84 reads
4 Comments
So Clear, I'm f**king TRANSPARENT!
Catchy, dapper, snappy to burn
I flew out the door!
Scrappy rapper turned
Into an elastic graphic troubadour!
Those who toke and take what I meant?
Prose invoked, slaking this sense?
Keep reminding me of letters prone
Apparently I reap the kind of sentences that set their own.
Deep rhymes blended, each shines an unending zone.
Part of the art I mince and fly?
Shards depart rinsed in acid and compartmentalized!
Within each whittled witticism is the million facets hidden...
Those prone to conjecture as wisdom?...
I flew out the door!
Scrappy rapper turned
Into an elastic graphic troubadour!
Those who toke and take what I meant?
Prose invoked, slaking this sense?
Keep reminding me of letters prone
Apparently I reap the kind of sentences that set their own.
Deep rhymes blended, each shines an unending zone.
Part of the art I mince and fly?
Shards depart rinsed in acid and compartmentalized!
Within each whittled witticism is the million facets hidden...
Those prone to conjecture as wisdom?...
73 reads
0 Comments
It's A'ight Just to Get Righteous
If rhymes aren't enough for you?
There's the time-trusted view
Outside the lines, sprout a vine,
Shout something reckless
A rough thing they never expected of you!
I check every ping as if it were new
The style of cram and snip statements with natural passion
Wild anticipation of my own reactions
Piles of ripped gaping face exclamations from my blasting
A mind touching every last hue
Find out if I'm bluffing or true!
But every time I wake and view
Climb up to bake green and blue
Take the scene that's due
Re-make the first...
There's the time-trusted view
Outside the lines, sprout a vine,
Shout something reckless
A rough thing they never expected of you!
I check every ping as if it were new
The style of cram and snip statements with natural passion
Wild anticipation of my own reactions
Piles of ripped gaping face exclamations from my blasting
A mind touching every last hue
Find out if I'm bluffing or true!
But every time I wake and view
Climb up to bake green and blue
Take the scene that's due
Re-make the first...
70 reads
0 Comments
Walk Light
When you see me coming?
Go rehearse your go-to material.
I'll be gunning verse, flowing spherical
Track your verbal landmines,
Attack hurdles hand over mind!
Standing outside of time!
Pick up slack, smacking a backrhyme!
I don't need to carry flak
I don't feed by caring about that!
Stare at spider-cracks
Ensnared tight and fast
Bear fright and facts
I'm bare like that!
Comparing doesn't stack
Paranoid and wary but still I act
Like Mother Mary with an axe
Saying “Spare JC
My son ain't goin' down...
Go rehearse your go-to material.
I'll be gunning verse, flowing spherical
Track your verbal landmines,
Attack hurdles hand over mind!
Standing outside of time!
Pick up slack, smacking a backrhyme!
I don't need to carry flak
I don't feed by caring about that!
Stare at spider-cracks
Ensnared tight and fast
Bear fright and facts
I'm bare like that!
Comparing doesn't stack
Paranoid and wary but still I act
Like Mother Mary with an axe
Saying “Spare JC
My son ain't goin' down...
88 reads
2 Comments
Influences
I spike on the wing
I guess I prod just to fight
I like things brought to light
Heist the very ring of a hot night!
Christ was wary to bring what he brought tight
Parry and sling, convenient pings editors “got right”
Precarious I swing, never a hint of appeasement when I pop bright
But verily I sing my blues and amour from the top for my might
Ensnaring quakes when I'm very baked and due for more to bite!
This bare naked troubadour wakes and pours lore from the heights
Of magic castles in the stratosphere and diving to spear
The...
I guess I prod just to fight
I like things brought to light
Heist the very ring of a hot night!
Christ was wary to bring what he brought tight
Parry and sling, convenient pings editors “got right”
Precarious I swing, never a hint of appeasement when I pop bright
But verily I sing my blues and amour from the top for my might
Ensnaring quakes when I'm very baked and due for more to bite!
This bare naked troubadour wakes and pours lore from the heights
Of magic castles in the stratosphere and diving to spear
The...
72 reads
0 Comments
Don't Glare At Me in Rage; It's Not My Marriage
Boldly fooling, cuz I'm cold ruling,
Crashing overstanding to ride the current pulling
Smashing planet Midas into gold bullion
Scan and collect awakenings, harried and grueling
Stand and bet without abasement, this wary hooligan carries jewels in
Unplanned statements, but still I slam and quake 'em, popping off
Like blood clots from coagulation. Pooling.
Enter any location set to parry, dueling
Damn, did I just accept an invitation from a married woman?
Whoooaa... This'll mean flack to settle
Soooo... NO, Mistress! Time to...
Crashing overstanding to ride the current pulling
Smashing planet Midas into gold bullion
Scan and collect awakenings, harried and grueling
Stand and bet without abasement, this wary hooligan carries jewels in
Unplanned statements, but still I slam and quake 'em, popping off
Like blood clots from coagulation. Pooling.
Enter any location set to parry, dueling
Damn, did I just accept an invitation from a married woman?
Whoooaa... This'll mean flack to settle
Soooo... NO, Mistress! Time to...
79 reads
3 Comments
What is Real?
This isn't a hyperbolic jest on the fly
This is “Inspect this cat's optics for disguise!”
As in check the almond shape of my eyes
I'll chop up and eat Cerberus. Baked and fried!
It's imperative that we're all aware
That we're players in the narrative
So the next Creator who tries to ensnare you quick?
Make them pay by baring their tricks!
Inside I laugh at the wrath that I'm missing
Outside I'm on the path of least resistance
Spin and ride some math with bits of each of 'em
Blend the why's and the can's
Like a Venn...
This is “Inspect this cat's optics for disguise!”
As in check the almond shape of my eyes
I'll chop up and eat Cerberus. Baked and fried!
It's imperative that we're all aware
That we're players in the narrative
So the next Creator who tries to ensnare you quick?
Make them pay by baring their tricks!
Inside I laugh at the wrath that I'm missing
Outside I'm on the path of least resistance
Spin and ride some math with bits of each of 'em
Blend the why's and the can's
Like a Venn...
69 reads
2 Comments
Always Been A Part Of Being Me
Bespell by presentation
The swells of every statement
That gel without abasement
A capella sprays when I'm blazing
Rocking Hell out of Zazen
Chalk it to an unwell nation...
Torn and twisting
Born of the system
Formed from the wishing
Of what those norms were missing!
Unwinding so many crimes between the lines
My tomes quake and bust
Blunt rhymes to remind what's misaligned
My dome aches past the crust
Run blind past the frontlines rounding bars I pound
Sometimes I stumble and find thousands of stars on the...
The swells of every statement
That gel without abasement
A capella sprays when I'm blazing
Rocking Hell out of Zazen
Chalk it to an unwell nation...
Torn and twisting
Born of the system
Formed from the wishing
Of what those norms were missing!
Unwinding so many crimes between the lines
My tomes quake and bust
Blunt rhymes to remind what's misaligned
My dome aches past the crust
Run blind past the frontlines rounding bars I pound
Sometimes I stumble and find thousands of stars on the...
64 reads
4 Comments
Librae - Collaboration of Rachel Harvey & Loki of Literati
Barely here
Wary and clear
Just brand new
Is how a man must do
Forced wide open
Of course there's hoping
Split in two
Fire flits in me and you
Feeling every. Fucking. Thing.
Revealing... ...yes... there... is... such... and thus I BRING!
Rejecting data
This deflecting from Hades Satyr
Alternate flow
All escape where I go!
Change face
Range of grace
Alter the lace
Exalt what I can't replace!
Don't forget what you can't face
Unknown set up camp; then set the pace!
Healing new...
Wary and clear
Just brand new
Is how a man must do
Forced wide open
Of course there's hoping
Split in two
Fire flits in me and you
Feeling every. Fucking. Thing.
Revealing... ...yes... there... is... such... and thus I BRING!
Rejecting data
This deflecting from Hades Satyr
Alternate flow
All escape where I go!
Change face
Range of grace
Alter the lace
Exalt what I can't replace!
Don't forget what you can't face
Unknown set up camp; then set the pace!
Healing new...
76 reads
6 Comments
Shit-Talk, Ph.D.
Lone tactical kestrel
In my zone, practically invincible
That's just my dome, in actual instances to roll?
Past the crust I've shown a magical minstrel's toll!
But nobody should be alone.
I've said so much about the social circle.
Led by the touch of promotional hurdles-
Cred was as such merely ghosted in my verbal murals.
So for a mercenary minstrel to make it simple?
Firing up my druthers, for my tiger brothers
Here's the crimped roll, extolled:
“They've got us surrounded! Those poor bastards!”
And there's the hot sound... of...
In my zone, practically invincible
That's just my dome, in actual instances to roll?
Past the crust I've shown a magical minstrel's toll!
But nobody should be alone.
I've said so much about the social circle.
Led by the touch of promotional hurdles-
Cred was as such merely ghosted in my verbal murals.
So for a mercenary minstrel to make it simple?
Firing up my druthers, for my tiger brothers
Here's the crimped roll, extolled:
“They've got us surrounded! Those poor bastards!”
And there's the hot sound... of...
83 reads
4 Comments
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