Submissions by rmglover
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
These words - these words are nothing. An attempt to bring chaos to order. To bring darkness to light. To let go of the pursuit of being.... painfully ordinary. My attempt to be more like 'me' and not what you see.
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2014 6:09pm
2nd Sep 2014 6:09pm
Necessary Evil
9.2.14
Necessary Evil
I do the evil that men do
When reducing the dance floor to bedroom
You look at me, thankful
Backing up, sinking
....grateful
It's shameful
what men do
what you do
The ship coasts and sails
I'm harpoon
and I'm whale
Bobbing wood, begin swell
Fire cannon, seeking shells
I'll ne'er do well as a pirate
It's alright
full mouth bites
- walk plank, you
Save this grind
(peace of mind)
with these steps
Keep in time, piece of...
Necessary Evil
I do the evil that men do
When reducing the dance floor to bedroom
You look at me, thankful
Backing up, sinking
....grateful
It's shameful
what men do
what you do
The ship coasts and sails
I'm harpoon
and I'm whale
Bobbing wood, begin swell
Fire cannon, seeking shells
I'll ne'er do well as a pirate
It's alright
full mouth bites
- walk plank, you
Save this grind
(peace of mind)
with these steps
Keep in time, piece of...
95 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Apr 2014 10:59pm
29th Apr 2014 10:59pm
Dirty Mercy
4.29.14
Dirty Mercy
Nothing else matters when you need to clean your house
Rub at those curious spots furiously
see if you can get them all out
What's it all about
- the dirt, the grime, the blame
Shitty little things without names
that worked their way into the pysche' - it's alright, it's life!
And when we're hungry
we'll eat anything - just like Mikey
Like Ike see - start fighting
I'll lay it down where you like
but don't like lying
Careless whispers
when words can't size up my...
Dirty Mercy
Nothing else matters when you need to clean your house
Rub at those curious spots furiously
see if you can get them all out
What's it all about
- the dirt, the grime, the blame
Shitty little things without names
that worked their way into the pysche' - it's alright, it's life!
And when we're hungry
we'll eat anything - just like Mikey
Like Ike see - start fighting
I'll lay it down where you like
but don't like lying
Careless whispers
when words can't size up my...
166 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 8:12pm
30th Jan 2014 8:12pm
Daze of the Weak
5.7.12
(revised 11.15.13)
Daze of the Weak
Weak for fair flesh
When I'm a freak and care less
When I'm given to sharing the baser parts of my lascivious intellect
and the days turn into weeks
...and then stretch
Distilled turpentine; to drink
to bleed less
Painting banes cannot strip
seeds of stress
While whipping my weak
Wary freak meets my meek
Mourning moments I mismanaged my mess
Stiffening the serpentine lust
Quickening with calm, comes the crush
The pain is...
(revised 11.15.13)
Daze of the Weak
Weak for fair flesh
When I'm a freak and care less
When I'm given to sharing the baser parts of my lascivious intellect
and the days turn into weeks
...and then stretch
Distilled turpentine; to drink
to bleed less
Painting banes cannot strip
seeds of stress
While whipping my weak
Wary freak meets my meek
Mourning moments I mismanaged my mess
Stiffening the serpentine lust
Quickening with calm, comes the crush
The pain is...
104 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 3:05am
12th Jan 2014 3:05am
The Death and Dishonor of Mars
1.11.14
The Death and Dishonor of Mars
What if
Things were not as they seemed
What if 'to think' was perhaps *only* 'to dream'
What if
What secondguessing
What convalescing
What dragging, what nagging - what screams
What bragging
Strange scratching
Skycraping with phallus
What callous, outlandish - wet dreams
What saddles
What horses
Ride dragons
Strip corsets
What strap-straddle forces
Drown streams
What about - Fuck it
....Know what I mean?
...
The Death and Dishonor of Mars
What if
Things were not as they seemed
What if 'to think' was perhaps *only* 'to dream'
What if
What secondguessing
What convalescing
What dragging, what nagging - what screams
What bragging
Strange scratching
Skycraping with phallus
What callous, outlandish - wet dreams
What saddles
What horses
Ride dragons
Strip corsets
What strap-straddle forces
Drown streams
What about - Fuck it
....Know what I mean?
...
37 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 7:05pm
11th Dec 2013 7:05pm
The Emancipation of Mrs. Jones
4.6.13
The Emancipation of Mrs. Jones
Anticipation may be the mother of all joneses
So when I strip down timid temples with my roamin mentions;
Steady with my straps for cracks - claytures nomen, ache when opened, omens ventured - quips for quacks
When I show up with my marvin throbbin'
Back of throat 'til throw up spartan
Shield with slomin; sloppy, slobbin'
Choking back sylabbin - sutures
Censures, quenches - sprites, just do it
Feel the skills within the steel
Wracked with romance, caught on reels
Piper spills to...
The Emancipation of Mrs. Jones
Anticipation may be the mother of all joneses
So when I strip down timid temples with my roamin mentions;
Steady with my straps for cracks - claytures nomen, ache when opened, omens ventured - quips for quacks
When I show up with my marvin throbbin'
Back of throat 'til throw up spartan
Shield with slomin; sloppy, slobbin'
Choking back sylabbin - sutures
Censures, quenches - sprites, just do it
Feel the skills within the steel
Wracked with romance, caught on reels
Piper spills to...
113 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 11:47pm
2nd Dec 2013 11:47pm
Baggage Claim
8.20.13
Baggage Claim
Pack a piece for distant travel
Emotions make baggage unravel
Points of madness, we can have it
Damages demand of dear agnes
Relationships whip with the sailing
Treasure the trips over railings
Feelings became failings
Ceilings hit salines
Tears point to north; waves foam and froth
My fears ran rampant, dank and stagnant;
wet and putrid - loose, not lucid
Through the nooses, look what you did
Hung for crimes, this time I'm stupid
Sick for...
Baggage Claim
Pack a piece for distant travel
Emotions make baggage unravel
Points of madness, we can have it
Damages demand of dear agnes
Relationships whip with the sailing
Treasure the trips over railings
Feelings became failings
Ceilings hit salines
Tears point to north; waves foam and froth
My fears ran rampant, dank and stagnant;
wet and putrid - loose, not lucid
Through the nooses, look what you did
Hung for crimes, this time I'm stupid
Sick for...
69 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 10:47pm
2nd Dec 2013 10:47pm
Hook, Line and Sinker
9.24.13
Hook, Line and Sinker
Another day
Another dollar
Another dragon to slay-but look, I say:
I'm captain
I'm Hook
I'm crook......
Another werewolf to collar
Another shepherd to follow
Another sheep; I idola
- tertiary was known
- as the colors, that cover
Then-off-to - canvas and catch
Then-off-to - mix and to match
And though none made it right;
Despite the white - it just cracked
I never knew them as: black
I never leadered - the packs
Indeed, in-truth: I am...
Hook, Line and Sinker
Another day
Another dollar
Another dragon to slay-but look, I say:
I'm captain
I'm Hook
I'm crook......
Another werewolf to collar
Another shepherd to follow
Another sheep; I idola
- tertiary was known
- as the colors, that cover
Then-off-to - canvas and catch
Then-off-to - mix and to match
And though none made it right;
Despite the white - it just cracked
I never knew them as: black
I never leadered - the packs
Indeed, in-truth: I am...
90 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 10:26pm
30th Nov 2013 10:26pm
Shopping Spree
8.27.13
Shopping Spree
You might not want a bull in your china shop
So one is given pause to think
To consider that running roughshod (it's so hard) might bring one to the brink
You then might ask - what's a poor girl to do
Gotchu all sweaty and stinkin
Pink violets - no shrinking
I'm horny, come on me, unleash me
I'm bullish, no bullshit, stew women (some shrewish)
You need to - come through this, 'til stupid
My length spews pearl nooses
Some swallow, some juice it
On your block, shoots like...
Shopping Spree
You might not want a bull in your china shop
So one is given pause to think
To consider that running roughshod (it's so hard) might bring one to the brink
You then might ask - what's a poor girl to do
Gotchu all sweaty and stinkin
Pink violets - no shrinking
I'm horny, come on me, unleash me
I'm bullish, no bullshit, stew women (some shrewish)
You need to - come through this, 'til stupid
My length spews pearl nooses
Some swallow, some juice it
On your block, shoots like...
89 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 8:16pm
27th Nov 2013 8:16pm
The Preacher's Wife
11.26.13
The Preacher's Wife
Go ahead
Preach on
about
how
it hurts
Use
the good book
of
your mouth;
go south
spit dirt
to teach us - church
Looking
now
As though somehow
with puffed out chest
you - pounding proud
then standing first
keep slinging earth
with well-dressed lips
covered in smirks
To light your lies
for those who buy
Whom
you would tell
to make me wrong
Direct, so well...
The Preacher's Wife
Go ahead
Preach on
about
how
it hurts
Use
the good book
of
your mouth;
go south
spit dirt
to teach us - church
Looking
now
As though somehow
with puffed out chest
you - pounding proud
then standing first
keep slinging earth
with well-dressed lips
covered in smirks
To light your lies
for those who buy
Whom
you would tell
to make me wrong
Direct, so well...
72 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 7:53pm
27th Nov 2013 7:53pm
Thanking Iago
11.26.13
Thanking Iago
Still
with well after 10 years
that I suffer you
with a passion greater than the love Paris had
for the calamity that was Helen
There's no drama
done with tragic
You can have it
Blood, like rain
the pain and rage
become
standard
I am
as
Iago
My heart
of bull ships
campaigning
'til plaintiffs embargo'd
mock 'sorrow'
Minus the simple
Sought sanctions
and...
Thanking Iago
Still
with well after 10 years
that I suffer you
with a passion greater than the love Paris had
for the calamity that was Helen
There's no drama
done with tragic
You can have it
Blood, like rain
the pain and rage
become
standard
I am
as
Iago
My heart
of bull ships
campaigning
'til plaintiffs embargo'd
mock 'sorrow'
Minus the simple
Sought sanctions
and...
68 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 9:30am
27th Nov 2013 9:30am
Heir to Air Missle
11.23.13
Heir to Air Missle
Got it
We're clear
And there's never been a burning need
or concern for me to
get my learn 'on'
get a grip
or understand anything other than:
I am
nothing
in this world
Not seeking redemption
clarity
intervention
or burly biblicized detention
but I can tell you this:
I will not be dictated to
Not by you
your brood
dame
in shade
or by any means - rude
with paltry...
Heir to Air Missle
Got it
We're clear
And there's never been a burning need
or concern for me to
get my learn 'on'
get a grip
or understand anything other than:
I am
nothing
in this world
Not seeking redemption
clarity
intervention
or burly biblicized detention
but I can tell you this:
I will not be dictated to
Not by you
your brood
dame
in shade
or by any means - rude
with paltry...
49 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 9:27am
27th Nov 2013 9:27am
Father Figures
11.23.13
Father Figures
Overheard
Or just
over
here
the words
"What size are you"
"I'm 28"
Oh yeah?
Great
I'll match your 20
raise you 8
and both of you can come
to see
the error of your ways
Stupid
little hood pussy
Come here
tilt your head back
that I may scrape
open-ended
debates
No need to lose
no need to wait
I got bruising on repeat
for today...
Father Figures
Overheard
Or just
over
here
the words
"What size are you"
"I'm 28"
Oh yeah?
Great
I'll match your 20
raise you 8
and both of you can come
to see
the error of your ways
Stupid
little hood pussy
Come here
tilt your head back
that I may scrape
open-ended
debates
No need to lose
no need to wait
I got bruising on repeat
for today...
61 reads
0 Comments
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