Submissions by prometheus5290
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I experiment with and without form. I try to let the idea write itself.
The real meaning of your hesitation
I am sick of this guess-work
so just tell me "no" because it will never be "yes"
I can handle rejection but not this distress
and I do not want to be a mess anymore
my butterflies' wings are torn
and my ventricles are all worn
so instead of "maybe" say "no"
then my heart's chambers can slow
down and I won't
have this choke in my throat
for too much longer.
so just tell me "no" because it will never be "yes"
I can handle rejection but not this distress
and I do not want to be a mess anymore
my butterflies' wings are torn
and my ventricles are all worn
so instead of "maybe" say "no"
then my heart's chambers can slow
down and I won't
have this choke in my throat
for too much longer.
124 reads
3 Comments
"This Sucks"
I suck on olives for an hour
and on pickles for two
because I want to taste
every drop of the juice.
and on pickles for two
because I want to taste
every drop of the juice.
63 reads
2 Comments
"the only/ one here"
Lonely,
I am the only
one here
celebrating with a tear
that's so clear
it becomes a mirror
in the right
light.
I am the only
one here
celebrating with a tear
that's so clear
it becomes a mirror
in the right
light.
80 reads
0 Comments
"Blues-day"
It is Tuesday
meaning blues day
an open your eyes and witness the hues day
it is ocean and sky
tumbling and crashing and throwing salt in your eyes
leaving in tears
washing your cheeks projecting your fears
in convex perplexities gliding
over the sun sliding
down your face dripping into reservoirs
out of clouds fed by oceans swollen and sore
azure
and outlined in red
bloodshot but not bled
dying but not dead.
meaning blues day
an open your eyes and witness the hues day
it is ocean and sky
tumbling and crashing and throwing salt in your eyes
leaving in tears
washing your cheeks projecting your fears
in convex perplexities gliding
over the sun sliding
down your face dripping into reservoirs
out of clouds fed by oceans swollen and sore
azure
and outlined in red
bloodshot but not bled
dying but not dead.
75 reads
2 Comments
"The hive and I"
Nine to five and I don't jive like one more bee in the hive if that's all to life I'll go it alone leave the phone off the hook so you get the busy tone because you're chump work is like being stoned for winning the lottery chosen so slowly your heart and brain becomes frozen like tv dinner- having the most peas does not make you the winner neither does making the most pleas without pads for your knees.
65 reads
1 Comment
"True and Valid"
Look at what I have found-
an argument that's sound.
It was not hard to find-
just had to use my mind.
an argument that's sound.
It was not hard to find-
just had to use my mind.
57 reads
2 Comments
"Breaking...hip"
It is too boring and easy to walk,
so I skip,
and I will continue to travel that way
until I break a hip.
so I skip,
and I will continue to travel that way
until I break a hip.
71 reads
3 Comments
"Your cheek, your neck, the back of your head"
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484 reads
3 Comments
"How Romantic"
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
I will rub your belly
and make your monster go away.
I will take you above Tintern Abbey
in an effort to make you happy
at the sight of the fading day.
We will listen to nightingales,
and read pictures on urns,
and will act like around us
is how the world turns-
because it does.
I will rub your belly
and make your monster go away.
I will take you above Tintern Abbey
in an effort to make you happy
at the sight of the fading day.
We will listen to nightingales,
and read pictures on urns,
and will act like around us
is how the world turns-
because it does.
86 reads
1 Comment
"Seven is a Prime Number"
Of course there are other di-
mentions that we cannot see.
How else would we be subjects
to forces like gravity,
electro-magnetism,
and nuclear strong and weak?
mentions that we cannot see.
How else would we be subjects
to forces like gravity,
electro-magnetism,
and nuclear strong and weak?
64 reads
3 Comments
"A Force Beyond Sight"
The moon is pulling at my attention
and waving a good night-
it reflects the sunlight,
which enables my imagination
to understand that attraction
is a force beyond sight.
and waving a good night-
it reflects the sunlight,
which enables my imagination
to understand that attraction
is a force beyond sight.
150 reads
4 Comments
"...Fiiiiiiiiine"
You look fiiiiiiiine
but I want you to know
that I do not mind
what you wear
because I do not care
how your clothes look
when they
are not
on
you
but I want you to know
that I do not mind
what you wear
because I do not care
how your clothes look
when they
are not
on
you
313 reads
5 Comments
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