Submissions by souladareatease
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect- Steven Wright
Carlos and his sidewalk chalk
Carl hit upon his funny bone, watching the passers-by.
Their smiles, laughter and devil may care attitudes sewn neatly between the seams. What fabric shines so bright it contracts the eyes from seeing hopeless desperation painted upon the sidewalk.
He thought his strength would always hold out, thinking his Wife would always be pampered. The sun was slowly sinking down now streaking bands across the bay, had it been that long since he worked the ship toiling endlessly; proud to be standing at the helm. The mind so cluttered with dust, yet he could remember so very much. "Sand with...
Their smiles, laughter and devil may care attitudes sewn neatly between the seams. What fabric shines so bright it contracts the eyes from seeing hopeless desperation painted upon the sidewalk.
He thought his strength would always hold out, thinking his Wife would always be pampered. The sun was slowly sinking down now streaking bands across the bay, had it been that long since he worked the ship toiling endlessly; proud to be standing at the helm. The mind so cluttered with dust, yet he could remember so very much. "Sand with...
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The Ivory Tower
Slick black vines
crest upon the lip
of the ivory tower
slithering in
from the lowest bottom
snakes with fangs
full of venom
drench papered roses
cracking foundation
with thorn and thistle
catching coloured fabrics
floating on a breeze
Raising arms
battlements steady
taut the archers string
await commandeer call
to clear-cut the subterfuge
laying waste at feet of soldiers
crest upon the lip
of the ivory tower
slithering in
from the lowest bottom
snakes with fangs
full of venom
drench papered roses
cracking foundation
with thorn and thistle
catching coloured fabrics
floating on a breeze
Raising arms
battlements steady
taut the archers string
await commandeer call
to clear-cut the subterfuge
laying waste at feet of soldiers
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Sea-side Country
Magenta peaks rise
over blue coral
wave upon wave
~Kissing distance~
Watered wheels spin
spoke of peace
paddling the everlast
~Nurturing growth~
Where fields green
plush upon promise
blush in enmity
~Hold boldly on~
Rooted in Deep
an outlined forest
raise hardened protection
~Sheltering wildlife~
Creatures may lurk
animals will stir
lifting their voices
~Splitting the night~
over blue coral
wave upon wave
~Kissing distance~
Watered wheels spin
spoke of peace
paddling the everlast
~Nurturing growth~
Where fields green
plush upon promise
blush in enmity
~Hold boldly on~
Rooted in Deep
an outlined forest
raise hardened protection
~Sheltering wildlife~
Creatures may lurk
animals will stir
lifting their voices
~Splitting the night~
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The Travelling man (Part2-Blackout)
Robert Walt Kirwin had seen more than enough snow, having been in it for what seemed hours now, and God knows how long he was unconscious wandering about. He saw gray smoke coming from the tree line, distinctly different from the fog he found himself in, feeling a bit warmer just by smell alone.
A yellow villa with black shutters came into view.Like something out of a storybook, He thought to himself. There was a barn tucked away in the back and he could here various sounds of livestock milling about in daily chatter for recognition and place. Snow tapered to rain and he could see a...
A yellow villa with black shutters came into view.Like something out of a storybook, He thought to himself. There was a barn tucked away in the back and he could here various sounds of livestock milling about in daily chatter for recognition and place. Snow tapered to rain and he could see a...
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Over there She grows
She scraped at the four walls falling
digging through to a perfect opening
there on the other side
She glimpsed such magnificent depths
caught hold and held strong in that moments notice
a quince grove
sown to beauty
blooming
with flowering trees of purpled leaves
drenched with love under the sunshine
knowing at once it was where She belonged
climbed on through the rabbit hole
and thus escaped this horrid place
where black and white photographs
bled no forgiveness
giving their concrete expressions
She left them
to lie...
digging through to a perfect opening
there on the other side
She glimpsed such magnificent depths
caught hold and held strong in that moments notice
a quince grove
sown to beauty
blooming
with flowering trees of purpled leaves
drenched with love under the sunshine
knowing at once it was where She belonged
climbed on through the rabbit hole
and thus escaped this horrid place
where black and white photographs
bled no forgiveness
giving their concrete expressions
She left them
to lie...
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The Travelling Man (part 1)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMRdEpUXefk
He curled his fingers tight in his denim pockets. The snow had been falling fast for hours. First, in thick fluffed cotton balls, then fast dense streaks pounding intense, whiting out any distant vision. The wind had just enough bite to icicle his stubble as he walked against it, a bit of rain below his nostrils. He loved being cold like this, he felt alive. But if he didn't get to shelter soon he'd be soaked to the bone and not worth a damn. Quickening his pace he pushed snow with his feet like some sled dog headed for his nightly...
He curled his fingers tight in his denim pockets. The snow had been falling fast for hours. First, in thick fluffed cotton balls, then fast dense streaks pounding intense, whiting out any distant vision. The wind had just enough bite to icicle his stubble as he walked against it, a bit of rain below his nostrils. He loved being cold like this, he felt alive. But if he didn't get to shelter soon he'd be soaked to the bone and not worth a damn. Quickening his pace he pushed snow with his feet like some sled dog headed for his nightly...
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Breaking veil
Breaking veil
Smoke pillows thick
across the valley fog
miles in mist
the echoes thrall
chanting's
incantations
murmurs and candle drippings
the cloaked broke open the path
where those that Never were
and shall be again, rise
beside the cemetery lines
skeletal fingers dig through
mossed hunks of overgrowth
while above whips the vampyr bat
flying to ward howl and moon
id est quod est, Nosferatu
ink twists swirl, unfurl unending
witching hour held, kept
gone forever dawns promise
ghouls...
Smoke pillows thick
across the valley fog
miles in mist
the echoes thrall
chanting's
incantations
murmurs and candle drippings
the cloaked broke open the path
where those that Never were
and shall be again, rise
beside the cemetery lines
skeletal fingers dig through
mossed hunks of overgrowth
while above whips the vampyr bat
flying to ward howl and moon
id est quod est, Nosferatu
ink twists swirl, unfurl unending
witching hour held, kept
gone forever dawns promise
ghouls...
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Promise, Mother
Streaming Her lifeforce
I stood atop rocky banks
with a breeze to coax me in
wildflower smiles blush burgundy
yellows crave sympathy
and deer snort
unexpectedly surprised
Rocks hug the overflow
creating staircase falls
nestled in hills cradle
arteries spill into creeks
as leaves orange and green
canoe times passage
through natures by-way
Box turtles bask lazily
soaking golden
in outstretched plea
whispering archaic phrases
as hints to the everlast
could hold true ...
I stood atop rocky banks
with a breeze to coax me in
wildflower smiles blush burgundy
yellows crave sympathy
and deer snort
unexpectedly surprised
Rocks hug the overflow
creating staircase falls
nestled in hills cradle
arteries spill into creeks
as leaves orange and green
canoe times passage
through natures by-way
Box turtles bask lazily
soaking golden
in outstretched plea
whispering archaic phrases
as hints to the everlast
could hold true ...
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The Out of Towner
Working out late in the day bench pressing,
my ass became numb from the pinching slats.
Hitting twenty coffin nails as I blink
to the tune of Johnny cool it sinks in.
Little kids trying to feed nesting swans
the corner street barkers hollering
and over there an art museum with nobody in it.
Colour fades grey in a town with no movement.
I think the kids are onto something...
adjusting my wraparounds I pushed myself up
from the astronaut bench, seeking new frontier.
Java huts and propane lunches fill the air
with snide...
my ass became numb from the pinching slats.
Hitting twenty coffin nails as I blink
to the tune of Johnny cool it sinks in.
Little kids trying to feed nesting swans
the corner street barkers hollering
and over there an art museum with nobody in it.
Colour fades grey in a town with no movement.
I think the kids are onto something...
adjusting my wraparounds I pushed myself up
from the astronaut bench, seeking new frontier.
Java huts and propane lunches fill the air
with snide...
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Casting Out
Liquid ink skies pour buckets
in the dense forest jungle
ripping white light flashes sporadic
gnashing the billowing black
there among the trees stands a man
dressed vacant of the scene
kissing the distance with faraway eyes
as drops flow unto raging rivers
his sigh heaves a heavy chest
breathing in a cold starless night
The streaks of grey that outline his face
share weather stretching the landscape
pounding down nails in smoke trail indifference
he wonders if the fishermen sense him
if they'd point out his spot and...
in the dense forest jungle
ripping white light flashes sporadic
gnashing the billowing black
there among the trees stands a man
dressed vacant of the scene
kissing the distance with faraway eyes
as drops flow unto raging rivers
his sigh heaves a heavy chest
breathing in a cold starless night
The streaks of grey that outline his face
share weather stretching the landscape
pounding down nails in smoke trail indifference
he wonders if the fishermen sense him
if they'd point out his spot and...
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Traversing Oceanic Seascapes
I swam in an ocean
filled with open rays
smelling the current
as it carried me away
turning to lie upon my back
blinded perfect by a moment
seeing shapes emblazon
the minds sky directed heading
kites with tails soar over
swooping through like dragons
breathing hot fires surveying
clutched pearls held in protection
as I sigh content
just floating along
where waves swell and fall
trusting the ocean to move
under the heavens
where I can be dazzled
by morning and night time stars
travelling
filled with open rays
smelling the current
as it carried me away
turning to lie upon my back
blinded perfect by a moment
seeing shapes emblazon
the minds sky directed heading
kites with tails soar over
swooping through like dragons
breathing hot fires surveying
clutched pearls held in protection
as I sigh content
just floating along
where waves swell and fall
trusting the ocean to move
under the heavens
where I can be dazzled
by morning and night time stars
travelling
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The After Mask
What audacity stares deep into the blackness
still and chilling on a cabernet summers night
punishing gluttony with a cup full of emptiness
pouring it over in attempts to know where home is
rite...
it is schism
And within it's division one becomes two
fractured, where You behold splinters
prick thickening jabs that ooze all hidden truths
you denied while trying to abstain from that moment
listen...
you know the sound
you heard it as a child breaking apart
glass hallowed vases shaped perfectly
where stems snap violently pouring out...
still and chilling on a cabernet summers night
punishing gluttony with a cup full of emptiness
pouring it over in attempts to know where home is
rite...
it is schism
And within it's division one becomes two
fractured, where You behold splinters
prick thickening jabs that ooze all hidden truths
you denied while trying to abstain from that moment
listen...
you know the sound
you heard it as a child breaking apart
glass hallowed vases shaped perfectly
where stems snap violently pouring out...
123 reads
20 Comments
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