Submissions by kriticool
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
.:Combo Nation:.
..the sweet science of men
that distant bell, the counting to ten
counting the sums of what started coming sideways
this knight is left hooked; there’s NO hideaways
time, so compelling...that swelling;
propelling itself through second thoughts
the feeling of that second hand while..
just now completing that third thought
that head crunch more hands.. a whole bunch
speedily on their way to a knockout; spaced out
the left ear, him can’t hear the crowd shout
if he could just put some weight on that minute
wait a minute...dude, him...
that distant bell, the counting to ten
counting the sums of what started coming sideways
this knight is left hooked; there’s NO hideaways
time, so compelling...that swelling;
propelling itself through second thoughts
the feeling of that second hand while..
just now completing that third thought
that head crunch more hands.. a whole bunch
speedily on their way to a knockout; spaced out
the left ear, him can’t hear the crowd shout
if he could just put some weight on that minute
wait a minute...dude, him...
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.:Everyday Legends:.
to get @ it
real smooth..
everyday legends stick & move
grasping all things within their reach
on purpose.. with a purpose
what’s laid out is to learn & teach
doing away with any & all impediments
those negative elements
eager to dispose of them quickly
failing to do so makes ‘em feel sickly
yet they have no fear
their truth; always clear
succeeding in doing all that they can
rarely questioning how
what matters is when
everyday legends employ methods
the kind fostered by their confidence ...
real smooth..
everyday legends stick & move
grasping all things within their reach
on purpose.. with a purpose
what’s laid out is to learn & teach
doing away with any & all impediments
those negative elements
eager to dispose of them quickly
failing to do so makes ‘em feel sickly
yet they have no fear
their truth; always clear
succeeding in doing all that they can
rarely questioning how
what matters is when
everyday legends employ methods
the kind fostered by their confidence ...
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.:Ballad of ibn Abdilahi:.
this kid
of 15 seasons
they say he
had his reasons
they say him
homesick for the homeland
and
his moms & great-grands
and
him
thinking
better sorry
than faking safe
what a waif
stowed away
belly of a jetliner
saying “gotta go”
cause Africa
me alone
“gotta find her”
dude,
with little food
him saying him
fed up with Cali
him rather chow down
somewhere
close to Mali
could it really be “that” bad?
makes me kinda ...
of 15 seasons
they say he
had his reasons
they say him
homesick for the homeland
and
his moms & great-grands
and
him
thinking
better sorry
than faking safe
what a waif
stowed away
belly of a jetliner
saying “gotta go”
cause Africa
me alone
“gotta find her”
dude,
with little food
him saying him
fed up with Cali
him rather chow down
somewhere
close to Mali
could it really be “that” bad?
makes me kinda ...
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.:Weigh Fair:.
Fast food fast moods...indeed they do swing
Best guard your core, that’ll be your best score
Complete your pass through but don’t tour
Making sure you’re surefooted - well booted
Making moves birthed from grooves well rooted
Those of a full-time Wayfarer...be that successful devil-slayer
Slaying the ones within & without. No doubt you can do without
So protect yourself. You have to respect yourself
Seek paradise & exert yourself
Enhance your intellect & spiritual health
All of its relative to your Eternal Wealth
See a...
Best guard your core, that’ll be your best score
Complete your pass through but don’t tour
Making sure you’re surefooted - well booted
Making moves birthed from grooves well rooted
Those of a full-time Wayfarer...be that successful devil-slayer
Slaying the ones within & without. No doubt you can do without
So protect yourself. You have to respect yourself
Seek paradise & exert yourself
Enhance your intellect & spiritual health
All of its relative to your Eternal Wealth
See a...
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.:The Way of Sacrifice:.
most of us
don’t know the half
all roads
lead to
a bloody bath
on the path
away we go
matters not, if
fast or slow
the crimson tub
the body scrub
pre-storm calm and
then the rub
one’s best bet
turns soaking wet
the blood, the drip
sends some
regret
drenched
the way of sacrifice
indeed awash
in what looks nice
believe, deceive
what we do most
the pictured scene
is what we post
some dream
then gleam
then raise a toast
its what
we do...
don’t know the half
all roads
lead to
a bloody bath
on the path
away we go
matters not, if
fast or slow
the crimson tub
the body scrub
pre-storm calm and
then the rub
one’s best bet
turns soaking wet
the blood, the drip
sends some
regret
drenched
the way of sacrifice
indeed awash
in what looks nice
believe, deceive
what we do most
the pictured scene
is what we post
some dream
then gleam
then raise a toast
its what
we do...
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.:Co-Fiends Aren't Friends ~ Just Pity Party Partners:.
Last night, about to head out
Planning on taking that critical route
See, you gotta be on that path to avoid The Wrath
And suddenly right then along came one of my Co-Fiends
Up on me like bad dreams wanting to talk-that-talk
Asking me, “How long I planned to be gone?”
I said, “Hopefully, the whole time.”
This Co-Fiend then asked, “Does that mean you’re not coming back?”
I told ‘em, “Don’t know yet
Probably be gone as long as it takes My Warm Front to move forward
So for me it’ll be up & onward. See I’ve been...
Planning on taking that critical route
See, you gotta be on that path to avoid The Wrath
And suddenly right then along came one of my Co-Fiends
Up on me like bad dreams wanting to talk-that-talk
Asking me, “How long I planned to be gone?”
I said, “Hopefully, the whole time.”
This Co-Fiend then asked, “Does that mean you’re not coming back?”
I told ‘em, “Don’t know yet
Probably be gone as long as it takes My Warm Front to move forward
So for me it’ll be up & onward. See I’ve been...
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.:All Roads:.
for sure
we’ve
heard it from
bulls & heifers
odd kings & even lepers
that all roads, they
lead to a final drop...that final stop
the relinquishing of that never-ending clock
as if our time;
had been our subjective choice
they’ll be
stiff upper lips
begetting tear ducts moist
hopeful
for an end
we could somehow control
but the flesh will be fleeting
whereas aloft goes
the soul
so our
countdown
gets measured to
the very last click
what...
we’ve
heard it from
bulls & heifers
odd kings & even lepers
that all roads, they
lead to a final drop...that final stop
the relinquishing of that never-ending clock
as if our time;
had been our subjective choice
they’ll be
stiff upper lips
begetting tear ducts moist
hopeful
for an end
we could somehow control
but the flesh will be fleeting
whereas aloft goes
the soul
so our
countdown
gets measured to
the very last click
what...
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.:Writing Small in The Cold:.
this cold
too cold
makes me
want to write small
can’t fathom anything larger than this cold snap
needing to double-up
on the watch cap
head. give it some thought
small letters, small verses… ice
inviting curses
today’s touch
everything - anything
either going to burn or clutch
use it to keep warm or totally disregard
this cold; so LARGE and
for damn sure
it’s hard.
..
too cold
makes me
want to write small
can’t fathom anything larger than this cold snap
needing to double-up
on the watch cap
head. give it some thought
small letters, small verses… ice
inviting curses
today’s touch
everything - anything
either going to burn or clutch
use it to keep warm or totally disregard
this cold; so LARGE and
for damn sure
it’s hard.
..
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.:FREE Dumb:.
Persuasions?
Those free, dumb, affiliations
I am neither of the liberal
nor of the conservative
and
I’ve been handed enough nonsense to know it
Sense? Nah, they don’t
know to show it
So all that demo-crazy ideology?
They can take it
& stow it
Multi-millions of people
oft divided into
two trumped-up ways of
thinking
Two sides of the same coin
Nah, can’t afford any
blinking
Causing
pain in the groin
each flip; many
sinking
at each other’s throat,...
Those free, dumb, affiliations
I am neither of the liberal
nor of the conservative
and
I’ve been handed enough nonsense to know it
Sense? Nah, they don’t
know to show it
So all that demo-crazy ideology?
They can take it
& stow it
Multi-millions of people
oft divided into
two trumped-up ways of
thinking
Two sides of the same coin
Nah, can’t afford any
blinking
Causing
pain in the groin
each flip; many
sinking
at each other’s throat,...
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.:A Place Lain Bare:.
from cradle
to grave
its been
burn or behave…and
the interest in whatever The World Bank would save
the knowing..
how it catapults the reaping and the sowing
this land, usually etched as the critical
the suffering yes, so pitiful
Poster Child for All Human Ridicule
The Lost Jewel
holding onto what the gluttonous have craved
people & profits…sought to
enslave
the brass projectile, the occasional spear
munitions propelled
sending much
fear
politicians,...
to grave
its been
burn or behave…and
the interest in whatever The World Bank would save
the knowing..
how it catapults the reaping and the sowing
this land, usually etched as the critical
the suffering yes, so pitiful
Poster Child for All Human Ridicule
The Lost Jewel
holding onto what the gluttonous have craved
people & profits…sought to
enslave
the brass projectile, the occasional spear
munitions propelled
sending much
fear
politicians,...
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.:Swish [The B-Ball Metaphors]:.
game day..
another game face
the mirror smudged, blurred
but, he’s not giving a damn about reflection
nor his opponent's undaunted reaction
him thinking, he’ll be the central attraction
wanting, waiting to save and get saved
it’ll be the grind.. in the game
the game in the grind
life in a playmaker's mind
straight on into a happy ending
an upending wherein
he’ll be one of the heroes
this time; like no other time
his whole team will have stolen the ball
opponents stripped...this time
his squad avoiding a bad...
another game face
the mirror smudged, blurred
but, he’s not giving a damn about reflection
nor his opponent's undaunted reaction
him thinking, he’ll be the central attraction
wanting, waiting to save and get saved
it’ll be the grind.. in the game
the game in the grind
life in a playmaker's mind
straight on into a happy ending
an upending wherein
he’ll be one of the heroes
this time; like no other time
his whole team will have stolen the ball
opponents stripped...this time
his squad avoiding a bad...
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.:Thi s ELf 'n Me:.
had my fat bag of seed-less
man, eye couldn’t believe this as
I’m heading home to
smoke & chill
came upon this pixie
called herself Trixie
she had this body which
was
so surreal
she was an
earthen elf,
sure of her self
this surely
any eye could tell
frolicking free, looking at me
I’m wondering if
we
could gel
had this magical sway
said she, “owned the day”
had me
wondering about
the night
her shimmer, my shake
had us both
start to quake ...
man, eye couldn’t believe this as
I’m heading home to
smoke & chill
came upon this pixie
called herself Trixie
she had this body which
was
so surreal
she was an
earthen elf,
sure of her self
this surely
any eye could tell
frolicking free, looking at me
I’m wondering if
we
could gel
had this magical sway
said she, “owned the day”
had me
wondering about
the night
her shimmer, my shake
had us both
start to quake ...
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