Submissions by Whitewand6
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
the lull
the moths creep me out
as they barge in thru the eyelids
my eyes dont have wipers
dead headlights in
a dead car
lou floats above
mounted atop the white ostrich
screeching its practised octaves
offering his hymns to leopold
undead yet dead alright
my korg lies prostate burnished
in submission half dead detuned
dustgreen buds scattered atop it
like old funeral flowers
dead and dry
for the dead
the shattered shards of greenhouse glass
curb their collective dependency
the demons howl...
as they barge in thru the eyelids
my eyes dont have wipers
dead headlights in
a dead car
lou floats above
mounted atop the white ostrich
screeching its practised octaves
offering his hymns to leopold
undead yet dead alright
my korg lies prostate burnished
in submission half dead detuned
dustgreen buds scattered atop it
like old funeral flowers
dead and dry
for the dead
the shattered shards of greenhouse glass
curb their collective dependency
the demons howl...
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TGIF
neath the slow whirring fan
i sit unambiguous with
a disquiet hung above
like rings of saturn
i stare at my coffee mug
a black hole stares back
fluid animate unapologetic
none of us collapse in ages
to my utter disappointment
i lie down on the soiled mattress
munch on yesterday's pizza crust
spitshine as the blonde gags audibly
my grip tightens as lifeforce gurgles
eyes close in a blur of saline white
neath the slow whirring fan
i stand unperturbed
as two kids fight
one of them shoves ...
i sit unambiguous with
a disquiet hung above
like rings of saturn
i stare at my coffee mug
a black hole stares back
fluid animate unapologetic
none of us collapse in ages
to my utter disappointment
i lie down on the soiled mattress
munch on yesterday's pizza crust
spitshine as the blonde gags audibly
my grip tightens as lifeforce gurgles
eyes close in a blur of saline white
neath the slow whirring fan
i stand unperturbed
as two kids fight
one of them shoves ...
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r e a n i m a t i o n
i had it all clear in my head my heart
everything in place and then it started
to disintegrate slowly
one bit every time
in my eyes
till all that remained was just residue
which i refuse to recognize
as it stays put in my emotional periphery
tiny furry tarantulas crawl into
crisscrossing parabolas
fibbonaci orbits
they are but lost dreams
warped and twisted over time
inorganic noxious clinical
a straight line that
streamlines scrams
strange voices
tell me that
it heals yes
...
everything in place and then it started
to disintegrate slowly
one bit every time
in my eyes
till all that remained was just residue
which i refuse to recognize
as it stays put in my emotional periphery
tiny furry tarantulas crawl into
crisscrossing parabolas
fibbonaci orbits
they are but lost dreams
warped and twisted over time
inorganic noxious clinical
a straight line that
streamlines scrams
strange voices
tell me that
it heals yes
...
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world's fastest indian
well when fifteen years of age
i was pretty no more
rather scarred alright
having thrown a few
punches with a few
hundred in return
all sizes shapes
and stuff
with a cut here
and a solid scar
on the right cheek
i was
a rebel
a lover
a poet
who wrote of
love
dreams
possibilities
for a scared girl
she gave all of those
to her ma and the lady
would shed tears all night
read and then hide those letters
for...
i was pretty no more
rather scarred alright
having thrown a few
punches with a few
hundred in return
all sizes shapes
and stuff
with a cut here
and a solid scar
on the right cheek
i was
a rebel
a lover
a poet
who wrote of
love
dreams
possibilities
for a scared girl
she gave all of those
to her ma and the lady
would shed tears all night
read and then hide those letters
for...
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disturbia
giant black widows dangle from reichstag
smoke bellows from large heaps of children
slowly burning with a visible remoteness
men die with a sense of hypertheatrical
bleeding amidst mesh of wires
the dream comes to a typical standstill
followed by a predictable fade out
flimsy and a reason strong enough
to wake up with a near manic gusto
the satin bed spread still stays faithful
a one dimensional lilith-naked and giving
having pleased many before this day thru
the splint glass dome of the king suite
the...
smoke bellows from large heaps of children
slowly burning with a visible remoteness
men die with a sense of hypertheatrical
bleeding amidst mesh of wires
the dream comes to a typical standstill
followed by a predictable fade out
flimsy and a reason strong enough
to wake up with a near manic gusto
the satin bed spread still stays faithful
a one dimensional lilith-naked and giving
having pleased many before this day thru
the splint glass dome of the king suite
the...
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song of the sea
tonight i sit by the arabian sea
came here when the lovers looked radiant
in the blatant cerulean blast
of the declining sun only to be lost
in the million mazes of romance once
the game of hide and seek began
in between the moth eaten moon
and the languid wisps of cloud
the night knows no shame for
we are in the city
of possibilities
hence i dare to imagine
i want to abduct you
between two blinks and not return you
to the waves of time that pull you down
in low troughs to distant coves...
came here when the lovers looked radiant
in the blatant cerulean blast
of the declining sun only to be lost
in the million mazes of romance once
the game of hide and seek began
in between the moth eaten moon
and the languid wisps of cloud
the night knows no shame for
we are in the city
of possibilities
hence i dare to imagine
i want to abduct you
between two blinks and not return you
to the waves of time that pull you down
in low troughs to distant coves...
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30 seconds to mars
a grade A celeb
empowers
espouses
eschews
rambles his lines
as the jimmy jib
pans
collective morality
hangs like smog
midair in
bedrooms
eyes stare
menwomenchild
living/dying
all kinds
a few million they say
some survey
now
change of angle
studio audience
claps whistles
they take a com-break
leaving the million minds to
accept and process
everything
as
another grade A celeb
brandishes her hair
flash-shimmering...
empowers
espouses
eschews
rambles his lines
as the jimmy jib
pans
collective morality
hangs like smog
midair in
bedrooms
eyes stare
menwomenchild
living/dying
all kinds
a few million they say
some survey
now
change of angle
studio audience
claps whistles
they take a com-break
leaving the million minds to
accept and process
everything
as
another grade A celeb
brandishes her hair
flash-shimmering...
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the fall
a flurry of
airy sweet nothings
escape my mouth
she softly
hisses
my arcane medusa
i bite
the delicate seashell
of her ear
gently urgently
nip her lobe
with my lips
slowdiving
pious fluid
flick my tongue
taste her delirium
unite with godhead
begin the primal dance
feel the low rustle
of crackling nerves
in my spine
coil around her
offer myself
galactic
copious
succumb to the
meditative lull
afterwards
wrestle her down gently ...
airy sweet nothings
escape my mouth
she softly
hisses
my arcane medusa
i bite
the delicate seashell
of her ear
gently urgently
nip her lobe
with my lips
slowdiving
pious fluid
flick my tongue
taste her delirium
unite with godhead
begin the primal dance
feel the low rustle
of crackling nerves
in my spine
coil around her
offer myself
galactic
copious
succumb to the
meditative lull
afterwards
wrestle her down gently ...
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epiphany
outside heathrow on a balmy day, the three of us wait
me love, myself and limbo
[having learnt this trick in the advanced writing program
i try to put it to use, whenever possible-reanimate an emotion
or a state and thus, carry a shipload of golems alongside
for my own private entertainment.
so tonight, it's limbo-a stubborn german kid-pale skin, blue eyes, blonde hair
dressed in a blue sweater with a yellow flower that his ma made last summer
repulsive comforting bugger, and once he was just a sperm]
...
me love, myself and limbo
[having learnt this trick in the advanced writing program
i try to put it to use, whenever possible-reanimate an emotion
or a state and thus, carry a shipload of golems alongside
for my own private entertainment.
so tonight, it's limbo-a stubborn german kid-pale skin, blue eyes, blonde hair
dressed in a blue sweater with a yellow flower that his ma made last summer
repulsive comforting bugger, and once he was just a sperm]
...
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lucy in the sky
of course
it's the ex tonight
lucy she flies international with her
husband luggage dreams whatnot
in her last phone call
she told me we might not get to see
each other, again. in a long, long time
she did not mean it, i know
but was she good at hiding
holy hell.
that woman's got love
she chose wrong is all
as a kid she loved baby mice
would play a flute and watch
them come out sway play
entranced innocent
and then she got herself
stuck in a mousetrap
thought it was love
yeah me too
...
it's the ex tonight
lucy she flies international with her
husband luggage dreams whatnot
in her last phone call
she told me we might not get to see
each other, again. in a long, long time
she did not mean it, i know
but was she good at hiding
holy hell.
that woman's got love
she chose wrong is all
as a kid she loved baby mice
would play a flute and watch
them come out sway play
entranced innocent
and then she got herself
stuck in a mousetrap
thought it was love
yeah me too
...
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s u p e r n o v a
neutrons bombard
creating revolving bridges
of crystalline stardust
in dreamtime of
ayahuasca drip
fireflies swirl
create galactic
solar storms
we float within
the liquid cocoon
in lucid motion
our lush garden
of eden
beetles lurch
synchronized
from
glorious fruits
that sway
to the
cosmic
crescendo
before
floating away
meditative
splashing images
bursting thru mazes
in our astral conduit
we forget and
reminisce
a little more
a little...
creating revolving bridges
of crystalline stardust
in dreamtime of
ayahuasca drip
fireflies swirl
create galactic
solar storms
we float within
the liquid cocoon
in lucid motion
our lush garden
of eden
beetles lurch
synchronized
from
glorious fruits
that sway
to the
cosmic
crescendo
before
floating away
meditative
splashing images
bursting thru mazes
in our astral conduit
we forget and
reminisce
a little more
a little...
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m a r r i a g e
we
hurtle
like
tropical toads
limbs stretched
soma weightless
alive in
nonbeing
bounteous
ambiguous
like
human shaped kites
we rush towards
a tangible freedom
near far
revolve evolve
into
ancient impressions
in frozen space time
we are but
overlapping notes
of a movement
of pristine silence
that is a blast of
a million childish giggles
a billion doves
cooing scattering
we begin to
find...
hurtle
like
tropical toads
limbs stretched
soma weightless
alive in
nonbeing
bounteous
ambiguous
like
human shaped kites
we rush towards
a tangible freedom
near far
revolve evolve
into
ancient impressions
in frozen space time
we are but
overlapping notes
of a movement
of pristine silence
that is a blast of
a million childish giggles
a billion doves
cooing scattering
we begin to
find...
141 reads
4 Comments
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