Submissions by kriticool
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
.:SCSC:.
survey
circumvent
suppress & collect
slogans
over & over
most; most will
forget
yet one
won’t forget
the blood
and the sweat
the grit in the wind; the
crack of the
tech
the wrong
of the round
piercing that neck
the shriek
of the mother; gone
her connect
the brother who cries, “take the head from that neck”
the collapsing father
down
on the deck
his hands in the sand; he
cannot protect
these
are
the wars...
circumvent
suppress & collect
slogans
over & over
most; most will
forget
yet one
won’t forget
the blood
and the sweat
the grit in the wind; the
crack of the
tech
the wrong
of the round
piercing that neck
the shriek
of the mother; gone
her connect
the brother who cries, “take the head from that neck”
the collapsing father
down
on the deck
his hands in the sand; he
cannot protect
these
are
the wars...
30 reads
3 Comments
.:Take.T’me.Love:.
I know
sometimes
patience runs thin, but
I'm not one to play around or
analyze the differences in our depth
not one to waste time when we
both have something to say
being distant...it’s not for me
but for me there’s a whole lot in not wanting to forget
we both need to know
they’ll be a time when time is still...and
there may not be enough time or it’ll be
time out of time wherein
we won't speak long enough
or loud enough
or straight enough
a time without the words seemingly stifled in...
sometimes
patience runs thin, but
I'm not one to play around or
analyze the differences in our depth
not one to waste time when we
both have something to say
being distant...it’s not for me
but for me there’s a whole lot in not wanting to forget
we both need to know
they’ll be a time when time is still...and
there may not be enough time or it’ll be
time out of time wherein
we won't speak long enough
or loud enough
or straight enough
a time without the words seemingly stifled in...
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.:The Full-Blown Buzz:.
This art, this music
It’s been birthed or...so it seems
Conceived for all its worth to ream & gleam
Retaining that shine of the historical
Doing so without it being rhetorical; those
daredevil deeds of reeds
The theology of senses; the soaring
No this art, this music isn’t about the boring
This is about the rapturous in content
Straight-up...Trumpeting the bent
Each sax to the max
Flexing inside & within every mood
Traps tripping, riding a hyped sense of euphoria
Bass lines sliding...wild thumbs
Gliding...
It’s been birthed or...so it seems
Conceived for all its worth to ream & gleam
Retaining that shine of the historical
Doing so without it being rhetorical; those
daredevil deeds of reeds
The theology of senses; the soaring
No this art, this music isn’t about the boring
This is about the rapturous in content
Straight-up...Trumpeting the bent
Each sax to the max
Flexing inside & within every mood
Traps tripping, riding a hyped sense of euphoria
Bass lines sliding...wild thumbs
Gliding...
37 reads
2 Comments
.:Fancy, Meeting You Here:.
We pushed and
expected some push back
Didn’t look to be something you’d lack
Thought it be your “natural” way of things
Just by the look of them sprayed on jeans
See no amateur would throw that smile, then
pivot and match it up with style
Knowing we see all kinds of displays
Some fancy, some messy in all kind of ways
But yours seems to have a whole different taste
Sure enough I’m not one to put it to waste
So we can start this thing
all over again; look here Fancy they
call me Big Ben
...
expected some push back
Didn’t look to be something you’d lack
Thought it be your “natural” way of things
Just by the look of them sprayed on jeans
See no amateur would throw that smile, then
pivot and match it up with style
Knowing we see all kinds of displays
Some fancy, some messy in all kind of ways
But yours seems to have a whole different taste
Sure enough I’m not one to put it to waste
So we can start this thing
all over again; look here Fancy they
call me Big Ben
...
43 reads
3 Comments
.:JUSTICE: an immeasurable maybe:.
she exists
giving into the narrative
the pro and the con, the potentiality of loss
the rationalization to
take it all in
she exists
she's heard and has seen things
the ebb, the flow of the tide
been on that ride as dizzy as all can get
out & about attempting to catch her own breath
she exists
burdened with
yet another wry why, another
how come, another
bell rung
no fun, but
she’s learning
perhaps just enough
justice
her wheels; for and about...
giving into the narrative
the pro and the con, the potentiality of loss
the rationalization to
take it all in
she exists
she's heard and has seen things
the ebb, the flow of the tide
been on that ride as dizzy as all can get
out & about attempting to catch her own breath
she exists
burdened with
yet another wry why, another
how come, another
bell rung
no fun, but
she’s learning
perhaps just enough
justice
her wheels; for and about...
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.:father, mama, anger and me:.
father,
oh father
we’re all now past -tense
and in this way it all makes sense
nothing now but smallish memories
lit like little candles
the burn having the taste & smell of
peppercorn on
bloody teeth & tongue
the last (w)rung
yes, for me, for you
mama, she went & cried
cried most of it out while
still holding onto
her anger
to mama, anger was no longer a stranger, so
she let it linger
father,
oh father
way before your departure
mama &...
oh father
we’re all now past -tense
and in this way it all makes sense
nothing now but smallish memories
lit like little candles
the burn having the taste & smell of
peppercorn on
bloody teeth & tongue
the last (w)rung
yes, for me, for you
mama, she went & cried
cried most of it out while
still holding onto
her anger
to mama, anger was no longer a stranger, so
she let it linger
father,
oh father
way before your departure
mama &...
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.:Place Your Ears Where We Can Feed 'Em, Do It Now:.
coming & going
his way
still ramming & ranting but
nothing to say
knowing upon arrival
they wouldn’t
play
the clash; him
looking for the muzzle flash
odds against him
dead to NO rights; they
got ‘em
right alongside, “HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE ‘EM”
yet, there’s not one who’ll believe ‘em
that sound
not the
first nor the second but
inna second
full clip
into the 3’rd
unique was “the almost” clarity he heard
so...
his way
still ramming & ranting but
nothing to say
knowing upon arrival
they wouldn’t
play
the clash; him
looking for the muzzle flash
odds against him
dead to NO rights; they
got ‘em
right alongside, “HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE ‘EM”
yet, there’s not one who’ll believe ‘em
that sound
not the
first nor the second but
inna second
full clip
into the 3’rd
unique was “the almost” clarity he heard
so...
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0 Comments
Told. You. So.
told you
autumn was
when we’d
fall
that
truth
jumps hearts
if we'd
stall
then
you said, “bye
make sure you
call”
did I text?
no
not @all
guess
a double-dose
of misery
cause, I retained
what was
her
story
...
autumn was
when we’d
fall
that
truth
jumps hearts
if we'd
stall
then
you said, “bye
make sure you
call”
did I text?
no
not @all
guess
a double-dose
of misery
cause, I retained
what was
her
story
...
48 reads
2 Comments
.:Spam Over Jordan:.
.
Got them Air Force Ones
Sneex or Airplanes...discounted
Get Fly now baby
.
.
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0 Comments
.:Writer-In-Habit:.
:Hey DU::
Just for you... I wanna poo, poo, I wanna piss off and position you
Then I wanna mission you...Mislead you?
Naw. But it’ll be me doing you until we’re all through
Giving you food for thought and if caught seeing what you would do
Would you ask for seconds of selections written especially for you?
Or would you pander with an answer saying,
::All his shyt is true::
See, I wanna be to Observational Poems what...Lily_Mae is to sex
Torrid not at all too horrid and not too complex
Keeping it plain like Birkenstocks as we...
Just for you... I wanna poo, poo, I wanna piss off and position you
Then I wanna mission you...Mislead you?
Naw. But it’ll be me doing you until we’re all through
Giving you food for thought and if caught seeing what you would do
Would you ask for seconds of selections written especially for you?
Or would you pander with an answer saying,
::All his shyt is true::
See, I wanna be to Observational Poems what...Lily_Mae is to sex
Torrid not at all too horrid and not too complex
Keeping it plain like Birkenstocks as we...
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0 Comments
.:Mike BROWN:.
Black in red & green
With a little white around the neck
Him vs. Serve & Protect
Many think that’s a good reason to forego respect
So what do they do?
They short-shuffle the deck
Nothing but another interruption
A forceful burst of destruction
And again its here...and
Here we go again
The continuing season on Black Men
Oh, you think not?
Then why would you think the block is hot?
Maybe it’s the anonymous gunmen
Maybe it’s the choke holds and
not enough of us to
condemn ‘em
Tell me??
...
With a little white around the neck
Him vs. Serve & Protect
Many think that’s a good reason to forego respect
So what do they do?
They short-shuffle the deck
Nothing but another interruption
A forceful burst of destruction
And again its here...and
Here we go again
The continuing season on Black Men
Oh, you think not?
Then why would you think the block is hot?
Maybe it’s the anonymous gunmen
Maybe it’s the choke holds and
not enough of us to
condemn ‘em
Tell me??
...
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.:for Mork:.
Forget the hell, mutt
Probably weren’t nothing but dog days anyway
Float on, brother
You were onna trip the rest of us couldn’t understand
So go on and free-fall
Only gravity makes one heavy
And there ain’t none, so you ain’t.
Heavy. Just another sad-funny man gone
One who was a bit too clear
But not clear enough for himself
The sad part(ing) now seems so blurry
Wherein you & your see-thru piercings
They’ve gone through & through
X-rayed for the whole galaxy to see
Yet still. Born and blind.
And...
Probably weren’t nothing but dog days anyway
Float on, brother
You were onna trip the rest of us couldn’t understand
So go on and free-fall
Only gravity makes one heavy
And there ain’t none, so you ain’t.
Heavy. Just another sad-funny man gone
One who was a bit too clear
But not clear enough for himself
The sad part(ing) now seems so blurry
Wherein you & your see-thru piercings
They’ve gone through & through
X-rayed for the whole galaxy to see
Yet still. Born and blind.
And...
49 reads
0 Comments
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