Observational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Talk_Derby_to_Me
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 8:54am
15th Oct 2024 8:54am
Two Mouths, One Ear
So many seemingly with two mouths to speak,
Running on legs, opinions unique.
Waving two hands, bold gestures to show,
Yet one ear remains, where silence should grow.
They shout, they scream, with nothing to say,
Drowning the whispers that drift their way.
Words like a river, but wisdom so thin,
A conversation where none listen in.
On they march, two mouths in the lead,
With one ear left barren, ignoring the need.
For in quiet they’d find the stories untold,
Yet they’re too busy shouting to let truth unfold.
Endless...
Running on legs, opinions unique.
Waving two hands, bold gestures to show,
Yet one ear remains, where silence should grow.
They shout, they scream, with nothing to say,
Drowning the whispers that drift their way.
Words like a river, but wisdom so thin,
A conversation where none listen in.
On they march, two mouths in the lead,
With one ear left barren, ignoring the need.
For in quiet they’d find the stories untold,
Yet they’re too busy shouting to let truth unfold.
Endless...
#philosophical
#satirical
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Isgyppie_
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 6:46am
15th Oct 2024 6:46am
Miscellaneous
Ripping off the top half
Isn’t that all we long to do
Isn’t that all we long to do
#humankind
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 6:44am
15th Oct 2024 6:44am
Retrogenesis
She taught me not to fear death
It’s just part of living
Now every time that I go and visit her
My soul hurts and heart sinks
She’s waiting to cross that bridge
Gone are the stories she used to tell
As far back as 1936
All the great details she could recall
Are now but soft flashbacks of mystery
I kiss her cheeks and forehead
Her smile and childlike eyes know who I am
The skin on her hands is paper thin
Soft and warm under blankets
Fighting the impending cold and darkness
An internal silent battle is raging ...
It’s just part of living
Now every time that I go and visit her
My soul hurts and heart sinks
She’s waiting to cross that bridge
Gone are the stories she used to tell
As far back as 1936
All the great details she could recall
Are now but soft flashbacks of mystery
I kiss her cheeks and forehead
Her smile and childlike eyes know who I am
The skin on her hands is paper thin
Soft and warm under blankets
Fighting the impending cold and darkness
An internal silent battle is raging ...
#aging
#family
#grief #parent
#grief #parent
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oldmanG
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 6:35am
15th Oct 2024 6:35am
Gleam in an eye
Gleam in an eye
Words not spoken but felt
We walk out into a world without limits
First step out the door
See beauty of nature before you
But you’re too busy on a time schedule
So are they but our clocks seldom align
If you miss these moments you’ll regret it
Look up in the sky a Crow is haunting a Falcon
They dip and dive and we are in awe
Like watching the Red Baron chasing Snoopy
Seconds pass but the feeling of amazement lives
Hawk dives Crow falls off ...
Words not spoken but felt
We walk out into a world without limits
First step out the door
See beauty of nature before you
But you’re too busy on a time schedule
So are they but our clocks seldom align
If you miss these moments you’ll regret it
Look up in the sky a Crow is haunting a Falcon
They dip and dive and we are in awe
Like watching the Red Baron chasing Snoopy
Seconds pass but the feeling of amazement lives
Hawk dives Crow falls off ...
#beauty
#nature
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 1:03am
15th Oct 2024 1:03am
Pimp’s Court
Sitting at the light as my wheels are spinnin
Collecting money from my ho’s because I’m big pimpin,
“Hennessey in one hand while I’m smooth sippin
Gun on standby-in case the trigger have to start clickin,
“Girls on my dick, because my nuts taste like chicken
Pissing their men off so bad their simp ass start shittin,
“The foul mouth fuckers in their grill I’m straight hittin
And my pistol will smoke, before I’ll ever start slippin,
“Full motherfuckin throttle, shattering courage like a bottle
Making...
Collecting money from my ho’s because I’m big pimpin,
“Hennessey in one hand while I’m smooth sippin
Gun on standby-in case the trigger have to start clickin,
“Girls on my dick, because my nuts taste like chicken
Pissing their men off so bad their simp ass start shittin,
“The foul mouth fuckers in their grill I’m straight hittin
And my pistol will smoke, before I’ll ever start slippin,
“Full motherfuckin throttle, shattering courage like a bottle
Making...
#money
#strength
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Alexanjah
Alexandah
Alexandah
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 11:27pm
14th Oct 2024 11:27pm
Wonderland (Oh Well..)
She denies her spirit while dancing to the colorful blinding lights of bliss,
Running in circles while tone death, intoxicated and coltish,
A million sardonic screams converge into what is now her personality,
So nubile and yet she's built herself an asylum odyssey,
A world, a circus, a run down wonderland of desperation,
Where she forever waits on her Czar or Mikado to save her..
She's lived to copulate and please,
Worships pills and needles to feel free,
Whatever she needs to do to shoot the breeze,
Her mind is tantric, wild and...
Running in circles while tone death, intoxicated and coltish,
A million sardonic screams converge into what is now her personality,
So nubile and yet she's built herself an asylum odyssey,
A world, a circus, a run down wonderland of desperation,
Where she forever waits on her Czar or Mikado to save her..
She's lived to copulate and please,
Worships pills and needles to feel free,
Whatever she needs to do to shoot the breeze,
Her mind is tantric, wild and...
#addiction
#anxiety
#denial
#fate
#homelessness
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Academic
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 10:41pm
14th Oct 2024 10:41pm
The Windsors are no different from any other organized crime Mafia!
By Stanley Collymore
Ask yourselves, if you're capable
of thinking lucidly that is, why
they truly call themselves
the Firm, when effectively the head of them is
hereditarily the Head of State of our country?
Then ask yourself also, if any of them would
simply voluntarily change from their lives of
consummate privilege, and self-entitlement
to go and literally live in the real world? And
surely as night follows day, the true answer
would be a big, emphatic no! These, largely
inbred and...
Ask yourselves, if you're capable
of thinking lucidly that is, why
they truly call themselves
the Firm, when effectively the head of them is
hereditarily the Head of State of our country?
Then ask yourself also, if any of them would
simply voluntarily change from their lives of
consummate privilege, and self-entitlement
to go and literally live in the real world? And
surely as night follows day, the true answer
would be a big, emphatic no! These, largely
inbred and...
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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oldmanG
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 10:35pm
14th Oct 2024 10:35pm
Big Blue
Walking around this big wide world
Try not to feel small as I go up against
The machine that’s built up
And fortified against me
It’s a feeling can’t explain
But it leads me back to pain
Feelin small in this big wide world
Try to make a small indentation
Feel all alone in a world of almost
8 billion
How can you feel alone among
So many people
But the voice of just 1 person
Can change and make the mind wrap around
So we’re not ants and we won’t just build a mound
Just 1 person in this...
Try not to feel small as I go up against
The machine that’s built up
And fortified against me
It’s a feeling can’t explain
But it leads me back to pain
Feelin small in this big wide world
Try to make a small indentation
Feel all alone in a world of almost
8 billion
How can you feel alone among
So many people
But the voice of just 1 person
Can change and make the mind wrap around
So we’re not ants and we won’t just build a mound
Just 1 person in this...
#courage
#hope
#peace
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Academic
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 3:47pm
14th Oct 2024 3:47pm
This is why the acquisitive rich stay rich!
By Stanley Collymore
Nothing lasts forever and really it's
about time that the Windsors'
reign ended; and not just
in Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Bermuda,
the Bahamas, St. Lucia and similarly too the
Turks and Caicos Islands; likewise Jamaica
in addition literally, to Antigua and Barbuda
St. Vincent and fittingly the Grenadines the
Virgin Islands and the UK itself! Discernibly
so, as these purported royals have actually
milked the taxpayers dry long enough; and
actually, simply with their unearned wealth ...
Nothing lasts forever and really it's
about time that the Windsors'
reign ended; and not just
in Australia, New Zealand, Canada, Bermuda,
the Bahamas, St. Lucia and similarly too the
Turks and Caicos Islands; likewise Jamaica
in addition literally, to Antigua and Barbuda
St. Vincent and fittingly the Grenadines the
Virgin Islands and the UK itself! Discernibly
so, as these purported royals have actually
milked the taxpayers dry long enough; and
actually, simply with their unearned wealth ...
#denial
#despair
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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oldmanG
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 2:29pm
14th Oct 2024 2:29pm
Dabs
Dribble my dabs
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of...
Color on canvas
Thoughts I forgot
Spill onto the frame
Dab here splash there
Life’s hidden desires
Come on the page
Painting my picture
Hope it’s not too dark
Wisp of a thought
Dab my brush again
Thorns and splinters
I’m reborn again
Touch of me
Framed for all to see
Phoenix rising
Out of charcoal ash
Put pastel on my heart
Blood red in the night
A picture anyone could draw
Only if it’s in their whole being
Palate of...
#art
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 1:55pm
14th Oct 2024 1:55pm
"Home" (inspired by From series)
but where the hell is "home"? because so called "home" is just as much limbo.... peace, comfort, something meaningful? I don't see it....
why do bad things happen here? why do people want to commit suicide HERE? what/where the fuck is "home"?
why do bad things happen here? why do people want to commit suicide HERE? what/where the fuck is "home"?
#LifeCycle
#MentalHealth
#philosophical #suffering
#philosophical #suffering
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Shinobi
Poem Published
14th Oct 2024 1:32pm
14th Oct 2024 1:32pm
Lon Chaney Jr.
sweet torment,
don't splash your wine on me
these pockets are empty.
perched on a barstool
head held in calloused hands
as the lamplight shines
upon a weathered face,etched
with years
vespers murmur
as the conductor wields a swizzle stick
arid martinis know the truth.
limelight, it casts shadows
from Hollywood and Vine
I stutter, speaking
to a Woodward Avenue girl
man becomes the monster,
radio static whispers,
sweet voices torment
a green rosetta ripped...
don't splash your wine on me
these pockets are empty.
perched on a barstool
head held in calloused hands
as the lamplight shines
upon a weathered face,etched
with years
vespers murmur
as the conductor wields a swizzle stick
arid martinis know the truth.
limelight, it casts shadows
from Hollywood and Vine
I stutter, speaking
to a Woodward Avenue girl
man becomes the monster,
radio static whispers,
sweet voices torment
a green rosetta ripped...
#addiction
#fate
#identity
#redemption
#wisdom
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