Poetry competition CLOSED 1st February 2017 1:51am
WINNER
calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
Unleash the Beast
Anger
Anger is as anger does,
festering deep in the soul
waiting to finally discharge
in response to life’s abuse.
Anger waits in shadows dark,
nursing wounds most have forgot.
This seems petty, but don't forget,
a wound as such will not mend.
Boundaries pushed once again,
invisible to many, felt by few,
until the emotions explode
blowing in or out in response.
The target differs for everyone,
the outcome same nonetheless.
Frustration strikes when all is lost,
short fuse of sanity run its course.
Mix into this trigger point
the toxic brew of despair and fear.
Nowhere to go, nothing to do,
the anger seeks the lowest path.
The loss of hope removes the guards
from a heart under siege.
The invasion flows through the holes,
anger springs in quick retort.
Fear is anger's sly partner,
making tender the soft target.
Anger rallies the troops to bear
against a world filled with dread.
This end result fills the soul,
Bounty reaped through years.
Two paths move forward from this place,
one to terror, one to pain.
The direction is the pivot point,
inward can be calamitous.
Destruction in a single place
may end the corporal circumstance.
The pain is the kindest one,
through therapy the angst is removed.
Though when the ill is transformed,
discomfort is the likely chord.
Terror is the meanest path,
anger projected either in or out.
It does not abate in these ways,
though inward the body may be slain.
Introspection harbors ills
when isolation is the home
for the heart and soul abused
by a world also confused.
Anger is as anger does,
festering deep in the soul
waiting to finally discharge
in response to life’s abuse.
Anger waits in shadows dark,
nursing wounds most have forgot.
This seems petty, but don't forget,
a wound as such will not mend.
Boundaries pushed once again,
invisible to many, felt by few,
until the emotions explode
blowing in or out in response.
The target differs for everyone,
the outcome same nonetheless.
Frustration strikes when all is lost,
short fuse of sanity run its course.
Mix into this trigger point
the toxic brew of despair and fear.
Nowhere to go, nothing to do,
the anger seeks the lowest path.
The loss of hope removes the guards
from a heart under siege.
The invasion flows through the holes,
anger springs in quick retort.
Fear is anger's sly partner,
making tender the soft target.
Anger rallies the troops to bear
against a world filled with dread.
This end result fills the soul,
Bounty reaped through years.
Two paths move forward from this place,
one to terror, one to pain.
The direction is the pivot point,
inward can be calamitous.
Destruction in a single place
may end the corporal circumstance.
The pain is the kindest one,
through therapy the angst is removed.
Though when the ill is transformed,
discomfort is the likely chord.
Terror is the meanest path,
anger projected either in or out.
It does not abate in these ways,
though inward the body may be slain.
Introspection harbors ills
when isolation is the home
for the heart and soul abused
by a world also confused.
Why did he lie to me
Why did he do this to me
Why did he throw me under the bus
Why did he lie
Why did he say he loved me
Why did he put me in danger
Why did he abuse me
Why did he despise me
Why did he kill himself
Oh wait...
Because of me
Why did he do this to me
Why did he throw me under the bus
Why did he lie
Why did he say he loved me
Why did he put me in danger
Why did he abuse me
Why did he despise me
Why did he kill himself
Oh wait...
Because of me
Toxic
how did I not know?
you were like a toxin
oozing through my veins
slowing my pulse
constricting my throat
and doubling me up in pain
always beating me down
razor-wire words at the ready
shredding me
from the inside out
and calm
so cool
like nothing ever broke through
your icy barrier
or showed in your baby blues
I always thought
I was reasonably intelligent
certainly as smart as you
ahh, but I wasn't devious
perhaps that's how I missed it
making excuses
accepting the blame
that was my thing
but I spent our wedding night...
alone
while you spread your love...
elsewhere
hours spent in waiting
while you were…
gone
I could get used to
the verbal abuse
but after the baby
something just wasn’t
...right...
I couldn’t quite place it
but suddenly one day
I knew
no more excuses
ugly uncovered
in an instant life became…
years spent in hiding
praying you wouldn't find us
all the while trying to heal
the healing is done
I have moved on
I’ll never again take it
you cannot break me
but I have a question for you…
how can you sleep at night?
how did I not know?
you were like a toxin
oozing through my veins
slowing my pulse
constricting my throat
and doubling me up in pain
always beating me down
razor-wire words at the ready
shredding me
from the inside out
and calm
so cool
like nothing ever broke through
your icy barrier
or showed in your baby blues
I always thought
I was reasonably intelligent
certainly as smart as you
ahh, but I wasn't devious
perhaps that's how I missed it
making excuses
accepting the blame
that was my thing
but I spent our wedding night...
alone
while you spread your love...
elsewhere
hours spent in waiting
while you were…
gone
I could get used to
the verbal abuse
but after the baby
something just wasn’t
...right...
I couldn’t quite place it
but suddenly one day
I knew
no more excuses
ugly uncovered
in an instant life became…
years spent in hiding
praying you wouldn't find us
all the while trying to heal
the healing is done
I have moved on
I’ll never again take it
you cannot break me
but I have a question for you…
how can you sleep at night?
Your problem
If you have a problem with me
and I am of some value to you
Let me know, it should be discreet
If you have a problem with me
I'm sure it can be handled with maturity
and settled, sincerely
But...
If you have a problem with me
There's a door, use it please
If you have a problem with me
That's your problem you see
If you have a problem with me
I assure you, I won't lose any sleep
If you have a problem with me
and you choose to insult me
I may choose to handle it wisely
or, I may choose to break you, mentally
If you have a problem with me
I suggest you act with tact
And just delete me, secretly
Because...
When I have a problem with you
You can find out, that you're screwed
If I choose to break you
It will be lawful
It will be psychological
And it will be emotionally painful
Don't force me to set the demons loose
© Chad Rogers 2017
and I am of some value to you
Let me know, it should be discreet
If you have a problem with me
I'm sure it can be handled with maturity
and settled, sincerely
But...
If you have a problem with me
There's a door, use it please
If you have a problem with me
That's your problem you see
If you have a problem with me
I assure you, I won't lose any sleep
If you have a problem with me
and you choose to insult me
I may choose to handle it wisely
or, I may choose to break you, mentally
If you have a problem with me
I suggest you act with tact
And just delete me, secretly
Because...
When I have a problem with you
You can find out, that you're screwed
If I choose to break you
It will be lawful
It will be psychological
And it will be emotionally painful
Don't force me to set the demons loose
© Chad Rogers 2017
Written by Chaoticwayz
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A cautionary jail tale
Hostile hot
Hit from blaze in eye
Sent fiery shot
To passerby
Citizen down!
Innocent by standing purge
Got bloodied by my urge
Put in belly by him
The wicked in Gins slant of chin
The upside down in my grin
His words of hurt
Have now taken the lives of two
One with plenty persuasions
One without a clue
As I hear sirens sound
(Woop hoooo!)
And feel cold slap of steel
Around my pale of wrist
Below my hands still clenched in tight fists
I am now condemned
To feel his pain a lifetime
During long existence ....
My days in the pen
Hostile hot
Hit from blaze in eye
Sent fiery shot
To passerby
Citizen down!
Innocent by standing purge
Got bloodied by my urge
Put in belly by him
The wicked in Gins slant of chin
The upside down in my grin
His words of hurt
Have now taken the lives of two
One with plenty persuasions
One without a clue
As I hear sirens sound
(Woop hoooo!)
And feel cold slap of steel
Around my pale of wrist
Below my hands still clenched in tight fists
I am now condemned
To feel his pain a lifetime
During long existence ....
My days in the pen
KNIFE FIGHT
Born into violence and spite
Your nightmare was my morning
And this fear my air
And this my last meal
Chewed slowly and slower
So every bite explodes
The wine blooms heady
The boys sip noiselessly
Eating without sound
Listening for a chair
Scrape above the squeak
Of knife scrape first
Against plate
That electricity or spirit that enlivened them
I shared
Our organs our mothers the same
Yet our naked differences
This confluence of coincidence
Had led us to this last supper
I made my peace and found my anger
I flipped the switch
And my hate became my mantra
I am unlike me
You would not like me
You are not like me
I will bite your fuckin face off
It was my pride that had undone me
And now pride kept me fighting
Their blood in my mouth
Iron their taste
Outside a rose sunset
Behind me the door closed
Born into violence and spite
Your nightmare was my morning
And this fear my air
And this my last meal
Chewed slowly and slower
So every bite explodes
The wine blooms heady
The boys sip noiselessly
Eating without sound
Listening for a chair
Scrape above the squeak
Of knife scrape first
Against plate
That electricity or spirit that enlivened them
I shared
Our organs our mothers the same
Yet our naked differences
This confluence of coincidence
Had led us to this last supper
I made my peace and found my anger
I flipped the switch
And my hate became my mantra
I am unlike me
You would not like me
You are not like me
I will bite your fuckin face off
It was my pride that had undone me
And now pride kept me fighting
Their blood in my mouth
Iron their taste
Outside a rose sunset
Behind me the door closed
Anonymous
Over and Out
i have come to find
that for more than just some
precious words really hold
no meaning...
they can be said
one moment
felt to hold definition
and then be retracted
the very next
minute
most of my life my words were stifled
and as i grew i treated them wisely...
tried to
say what i mean
and
mean what i say
because with this brain, there's no other way...
[ we are about to experience a dispositional
c r a s h - l a n d i n g
please extinguish all cig`ar`ettes
place your tray tables in their
upright l o c k e d.....position ]
at this moment...
i'm feeling quite nauseated,
so "indirectly" to your "face"
i'm going to vomit, [ not so ] "poetically" on the page
unfortunately, this has become the chosen preference
and just the mere thought
of even hearing your voices,
makes me further ill as i fill with such rage
this will be another "super special" time
when i'm meaning what i say
and saying what i mean
but it will have Sweet Taryn here
showing that icky, scrunched nose face
not typically often seen...
however....i just have to say it...
to those people around me
[ some once invited and others sneaking in ]
thought to be forever ones
whether same blood or infused in
who use the mouths which once kissed
to now speak
from both the left `n right sides...
i say "tsk, tsk..."
intending to always "win",
you choose to pick out the "perfect" words
based solely
on their moldability
or A K A...their "fit"...
i really can't fucking handle
the two vastly different reflections
created in known deception,
with the sole intended purpose
being one of...
DEFLECTION
it shows your
cowardice,
lack of ownership
and
a refusal in admittance
*
i never thought i would say this...
but
i'm starting to hate them...
not "them", the people...hell, "them", i seriously pity...
[ surprisingly ]
but rather
the
...words...
to even hear some of them now,
especially falling from their mouths
gives me cause to clench fists, growl and fucking cringe
and all because of their fucking ignorance
"sorry"
"apologize"
"hello"
"forever" "promise"
"found" "always"
"love" "heart"
"reconsider" "remember"
"wonderful"
"understand"
"goodbye"
...and that's just naming a few...
oh my gaaaaahd,
they now seem endless
i don't even know where or how to begin...
hearing them spill from your lips
claws at my insides, tearing apart my flesh...
each of them i've placed down with heartfelt sentiments
and as expected, i'm again disrespected...
you swirl them like wine and then spit them back when i'm reaching
in need to release and convey
all of my frustration because of the repeated hurt i've sustained...
while ultimately,
it really is a losing battle i wage...
because sadly enough,
it's already known you'll
never be capable
of ever comprehending my message
*
so i guess go ahead...
do what it is you do
have fun twisting these thoughts
along with those i scrolled a few days ago,
see and define them as you like...
cuz as distinctive as i am,
in how i feel and view things,
shown time and over again,
you won't see past what's thought cryptic
without tangling up truths
to see what's "your" right and what's "your" realistic
but while doing so,
and with all that's been said...
could you perhaps consider this?
[ maybe if i speak their language...grabbing for that vinegar
cuz in the past choosing honey, truly has gotten me nowhere... ]
really, it's nothing crazy...it's a simple request...
i ask, pretty please, how about you doing all of us a favor...okay?
[ because honestly, my lovelies don't need to see and read this shit... ]
make this the last write of mine
you read off the internet,
it will leave us nothing further to argue about,
that is....
if i did it precisely, clear and correct...
nothing to serve your unrelenting lunacy
or narcissistic fucked up selfish
to shove up my [ unlubed ] tattooed ass
when you distort seeking to wrongly interpret...
will i have to write another one like this?
i hope the answer to that is going to be "no..."
so i'm going to pray to God
and with any such luck
you'll decide to just leave me alone
and just in case...
on perhaps the off chance you were even slightly unsure
whether you were included in this here equation...
that sentimental card with the check i fucking got...???
[ ...added only insult to all`ready injured, btw.... ]
it was marked in huge bold letters
RETURN TO SENDER
Author's Note: and to anyone reading this who i "know" on DUP, let your heart tell you whether you're a "lovlie" or one of "those people", you should already know which category you're in.... xoxo
and thank you's to Laurie Anderson's "From The Air" for inspiring stanza 4
Copyright © 2016 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved
i have come to find
that for more than just some
precious words really hold
no meaning...
they can be said
one moment
felt to hold definition
and then be retracted
the very next
minute
most of my life my words were stifled
and as i grew i treated them wisely...
tried to
say what i mean
and
mean what i say
because with this brain, there's no other way...
[ we are about to experience a dispositional
c r a s h - l a n d i n g
please extinguish all cig`ar`ettes
place your tray tables in their
upright l o c k e d.....position ]
at this moment...
i'm feeling quite nauseated,
so "indirectly" to your "face"
i'm going to vomit, [ not so ] "poetically" on the page
unfortunately, this has become the chosen preference
and just the mere thought
of even hearing your voices,
makes me further ill as i fill with such rage
this will be another "super special" time
when i'm meaning what i say
and saying what i mean
but it will have Sweet Taryn here
showing that icky, scrunched nose face
not typically often seen...
however....i just have to say it...
to those people around me
[ some once invited and others sneaking in ]
thought to be forever ones
whether same blood or infused in
who use the mouths which once kissed
to now speak
from both the left `n right sides...
i say "tsk, tsk..."
intending to always "win",
you choose to pick out the "perfect" words
based solely
on their moldability
or A K A...their "fit"...
i really can't fucking handle
the two vastly different reflections
created in known deception,
with the sole intended purpose
being one of...
DEFLECTION
it shows your
cowardice,
lack of ownership
and
a refusal in admittance
*
i never thought i would say this...
but
i'm starting to hate them...
not "them", the people...hell, "them", i seriously pity...
[ surprisingly ]
but rather
the
...words...
to even hear some of them now,
especially falling from their mouths
gives me cause to clench fists, growl and fucking cringe
and all because of their fucking ignorance
"sorry"
"apologize"
"hello"
"forever" "promise"
"found" "always"
"love" "heart"
"reconsider" "remember"
"wonderful"
"understand"
"goodbye"
...and that's just naming a few...
oh my gaaaaahd,
they now seem endless
i don't even know where or how to begin...
hearing them spill from your lips
claws at my insides, tearing apart my flesh...
each of them i've placed down with heartfelt sentiments
and as expected, i'm again disrespected...
you swirl them like wine and then spit them back when i'm reaching
in need to release and convey
all of my frustration because of the repeated hurt i've sustained...
while ultimately,
it really is a losing battle i wage...
because sadly enough,
it's already known you'll
never be capable
of ever comprehending my message
*
so i guess go ahead...
do what it is you do
have fun twisting these thoughts
along with those i scrolled a few days ago,
see and define them as you like...
cuz as distinctive as i am,
in how i feel and view things,
shown time and over again,
you won't see past what's thought cryptic
without tangling up truths
to see what's "your" right and what's "your" realistic
but while doing so,
and with all that's been said...
could you perhaps consider this?
[ maybe if i speak their language...grabbing for that vinegar
cuz in the past choosing honey, truly has gotten me nowhere... ]
really, it's nothing crazy...it's a simple request...
i ask, pretty please, how about you doing all of us a favor...okay?
[ because honestly, my lovelies don't need to see and read this shit... ]
make this the last write of mine
you read off the internet,
it will leave us nothing further to argue about,
that is....
if i did it precisely, clear and correct...
nothing to serve your unrelenting lunacy
or narcissistic fucked up selfish
to shove up my [ unlubed ] tattooed ass
when you distort seeking to wrongly interpret...
will i have to write another one like this?
i hope the answer to that is going to be "no..."
so i'm going to pray to God
and with any such luck
you'll decide to just leave me alone
and just in case...
on perhaps the off chance you were even slightly unsure
whether you were included in this here equation...
that sentimental card with the check i fucking got...???
[ ...added only insult to all`ready injured, btw.... ]
it was marked in huge bold letters
RETURN TO SENDER
Author's Note: and to anyone reading this who i "know" on DUP, let your heart tell you whether you're a "lovlie" or one of "those people", you should already know which category you're in.... xoxo
and thank you's to Laurie Anderson's "From The Air" for inspiring stanza 4
Copyright © 2016 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved
Anonymous
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I Politely Decline...
words coming from within the "heart"
knowingly would cut into me
as if a serrated edge skipping along
my exposed and delicate pink
ever so tenderly...
calculating the options
you go for the largest knife
with the dull & rusty teeth
hisses and howls
leave from my lips & mouth
which were once used for kisses &
gifting sweet pleasure,
now a fucking mess
found bloody, bitten
& quivering
licking the salt which flows freely
just if it were poured out
straight from the shaker
amber bursts with the power of St. Helen's
in knowing your true intentions
staring down at this bloody
unrecognizable mess
repeatedly fucked so hard
a tunnel's been bore
leading from my cunt to my heart
every ounce given wilfully
now nothing but shredded flesh
clinging along delicate thighs
before free falling
to further explode
on the floor
no number of sutures
threaded & stitched
can repair my repeated brutality;
my soul has been ripped apart
by cutter headed cocks
[both rooted and also strapped on]
which have hollowed and strewn about
each tender spot
a gaping hole shall remain,
there is nothing left
to suffer further injury anyway...
because
i see pieces of me
resembling
circumcised foreskin
even dropping from the Christmas tree
nothing like feeling 'love' during the holidays...
& with that, as i wipe tears, i'm compelled to say the following........
i appreciate being in your thoughts but
i must politely decline your invitation,
you will have to enjoy that 'company' party without me
but...i thank you all the same, regardless
Copyright © 2016 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved
I Politely Decline...
words coming from within the "heart"
knowingly would cut into me
as if a serrated edge skipping along
my exposed and delicate pink
ever so tenderly...
calculating the options
you go for the largest knife
with the dull & rusty teeth
hisses and howls
leave from my lips & mouth
which were once used for kisses &
gifting sweet pleasure,
now a fucking mess
found bloody, bitten
& quivering
licking the salt which flows freely
just if it were poured out
straight from the shaker
amber bursts with the power of St. Helen's
in knowing your true intentions
staring down at this bloody
unrecognizable mess
repeatedly fucked so hard
a tunnel's been bore
leading from my cunt to my heart
every ounce given wilfully
now nothing but shredded flesh
clinging along delicate thighs
before free falling
to further explode
on the floor
no number of sutures
threaded & stitched
can repair my repeated brutality;
my soul has been ripped apart
by cutter headed cocks
[both rooted and also strapped on]
which have hollowed and strewn about
each tender spot
a gaping hole shall remain,
there is nothing left
to suffer further injury anyway...
because
i see pieces of me
resembling
circumcised foreskin
even dropping from the Christmas tree
nothing like feeling 'love' during the holidays...
& with that, as i wipe tears, i'm compelled to say the following........
i appreciate being in your thoughts but
i must politely decline your invitation,
you will have to enjoy that 'company' party without me
but...i thank you all the same, regardless
Copyright © 2016 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved
Severed
He took a gun and made his way into his parents room
Now with a Glock two shots and it's over soon
His sisters next she's got the hex of death she's got to go
So first she's raped and she's beaten and she dies slow
You said you loved and you cared but it wasn't true
I call it hate and straight abuse that you put me through
Well now you're dead the blood is red in writings on the walls
REST IN PEACE...
Now with a Glock two shots and it's over soon
His sisters next she's got the hex of death she's got to go
So first she's raped and she's beaten and she dies slow
You said you loved and you cared but it wasn't true
I call it hate and straight abuse that you put me through
Well now you're dead the blood is red in writings on the walls
REST IN PEACE...
Written by LBV
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Minus you
Lights out through your window
I'm only doing what the voices told me to
You'll beg cause you're just like the rest
Can't breathe as the blood escapes your chest
Night after night I take a life
I'm sick in my head I don't know pain
I drink it from your eyes
Gently embrace you as you die
You can't live forever
even if you wanted to
I'm here to take you there
Life goes on minus you
I'm only doing what the voices told me to
You'll beg cause you're just like the rest
Can't breathe as the blood escapes your chest
Night after night I take a life
I'm sick in my head I don't know pain
I drink it from your eyes
Gently embrace you as you die
You can't live forever
even if you wanted to
I'm here to take you there
Life goes on minus you
Written by LBV
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Anonymous
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Fuck Me
step to me bitch
I fucking dare you
i'll bash you in the head
leave your ass in the ground
weak ass pussy punk
fuck there are no more
enemies or contenders
peel back your face show the real you
rawr, rawr, rawr
leaking from both sides of your mouth
makes me irate
you fake little cunt
trying to bring me down
your game is weak
big man afraid of his own shadow
scared of me damn right
i'll smear you like shit
on the walls of society
leave you leaking from the side
rawr, rawr, rawr
slash burn, kill
fucking insane with rage
i'll asphyxiate you
watch your ass turn blue
piss on your grave
as I stick you in a hole
step to me motherfucker
I fucking dare you
diarrhea running from your mouth
i'll shove your dick down your throat
stop the shit from flowing
rat, punk bitch
step to me bitch
I fucking dare you
i'll bash you in the head
leave your ass in the ground
step to me bitch
I fucking dare you
i'll bash you in the head
leave your ass in the ground
weak ass pussy punk
fuck there are no more
enemies or contenders
peel back your face show the real you
rawr, rawr, rawr
leaking from both sides of your mouth
makes me irate
you fake little cunt
trying to bring me down
your game is weak
big man afraid of his own shadow
scared of me damn right
i'll smear you like shit
on the walls of society
leave you leaking from the side
rawr, rawr, rawr
slash burn, kill
fucking insane with rage
i'll asphyxiate you
watch your ass turn blue
piss on your grave
as I stick you in a hole
step to me motherfucker
I fucking dare you
diarrhea running from your mouth
i'll shove your dick down your throat
stop the shit from flowing
rat, punk bitch
step to me bitch
I fucking dare you
i'll bash you in the head
leave your ass in the ground
Do Not Stop Me
I am going to keep walking through fire
And hell with the devil right behind.
F*** you and whoever has the desire
To stop me. I get back into the grind
And hard work that got me to where
I am today. I am never inclined
To just please you. I will always wear
My smile and make everybody else keep
Digging their own graves. I cannot spare
A second look back. I let adrenaline seep
Through my veins and I never stop
Fighting. I always go all in very deep.
Darling, I will not be a part of the backdrop
Because I will always get to the very top.
I am going to keep walking through fire
And hell with the devil right behind.
F*** you and whoever has the desire
To stop me. I get back into the grind
And hard work that got me to where
I am today. I am never inclined
To just please you. I will always wear
My smile and make everybody else keep
Digging their own graves. I cannot spare
A second look back. I let adrenaline seep
Through my veins and I never stop
Fighting. I always go all in very deep.
Darling, I will not be a part of the backdrop
Because I will always get to the very top.
