Submissions by 0913338 (Semaj)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jan 2014 11:48pm
8th Jan 2014 11:48pm
seismograph
your just an amazing radio
and when your antenna
receives the right song
your capacitors over heat a bit
the people in the car next to you
glare
the sub woofer beat of your
heart can be heard
down the block
fuck them
the seismographs
of your dance
crack the earth open
and swallow
despair
and when your antenna
receives the right song
your capacitors over heat a bit
the people in the car next to you
glare
the sub woofer beat of your
heart can be heard
down the block
fuck them
the seismographs
of your dance
crack the earth open
and swallow
despair
699 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jan 2014 11:38pm
8th Jan 2014 11:38pm
ouroboros of despair
cold strangling
wound tight
he curses
the night
fang stabbing
dreams poison
the jilting sun
for leaving again
his ice-blood spite
blind
to the betrayal
of angular momentum
in the aboriginal cloud
awake
at the first bite
of dawn
green for heat
he beholds
a flicker in the grass
and strikes
biting his own tail
again
wound tight
he curses
the night
fang stabbing
dreams poison
the jilting sun
for leaving again
his ice-blood spite
blind
to the betrayal
of angular momentum
in the aboriginal cloud
awake
at the first bite
of dawn
green for heat
he beholds
a flicker in the grass
and strikes
biting his own tail
again
704 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jan 2014 1:14am
7th Jan 2014 1:14am
specimen in a jar
what an irony that
deep emotion - was it rage
unbearable joy, despair -
drove reason to disparage love
and tear her (that is loves)
heart out
don’t get me wrong , he was methodical
with his scalpel
the cut lines precise
there was an odd beauty to the
geometry of his destruction
and the last beat – heart
dead in his hands
he describes it as efficient
the blood now cold
the heart
a specimen in a jar
these jarred hearts
are everywhere
walking the street
riding the train
lying next to us...
deep emotion - was it rage
unbearable joy, despair -
drove reason to disparage love
and tear her (that is loves)
heart out
don’t get me wrong , he was methodical
with his scalpel
the cut lines precise
there was an odd beauty to the
geometry of his destruction
and the last beat – heart
dead in his hands
he describes it as efficient
the blood now cold
the heart
a specimen in a jar
these jarred hearts
are everywhere
walking the street
riding the train
lying next to us...
747 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2014 5:08pm
5th Jan 2014 5:08pm
deep underground
deep underground
there is a place
where sinners confess
their sins to applause
where the sinned
trace the geography
of scars
to locate the fountain
of healing
where the metaphysics
of skin
meet the ardor
of metaphor
where glimpses
of fleet hooved satyrs
hop down darkening trails
haunting song tails
wagging in rhythm
through the trees
like ghost disappearing
in the night
there is a place
where sinners confess
their sins to applause
where the sinned
trace the geography
of scars
to locate the fountain
of healing
where the metaphysics
of skin
meet the ardor
of metaphor
where glimpses
of fleet hooved satyrs
hop down darkening trails
haunting song tails
wagging in rhythm
through the trees
like ghost disappearing
in the night
721 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jan 2014 6:57am
5th Jan 2014 6:57am
what's in a name
william dead for
so long , to resurrect him
now, a child's ghost
of myself peeking out each time
someone said my name
i was born with his name
the new family thought it best
to start again, like claiming ownership
of someone's former dog
by changing it's name
lawyers petitioned and
judges approved, new dog tags
were signed, william snuffed out
the utterance james was born
that i should lay claim
to it as my own, i never did
nor never denied it
semaj a reverse play of it's...
so long , to resurrect him
now, a child's ghost
of myself peeking out each time
someone said my name
i was born with his name
the new family thought it best
to start again, like claiming ownership
of someone's former dog
by changing it's name
lawyers petitioned and
judges approved, new dog tags
were signed, william snuffed out
the utterance james was born
that i should lay claim
to it as my own, i never did
nor never denied it
semaj a reverse play of it's...
811 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2014 8:06pm
4th Jan 2014 8:06pm
the neck of life
my hands caress the neck of life
the thrum of her beauty pulses across my fingers
the eternal fire of her truth erupts in star burst
along my spine
she is divine
the wordless
inspiration behind
her words
impels the shape of me
from within to move without
unceasing motion
beyond death
the endless risk
of becoming
her lover
the thrum of her beauty pulses across my fingers
the eternal fire of her truth erupts in star burst
along my spine
she is divine
the wordless
inspiration behind
her words
impels the shape of me
from within to move without
unceasing motion
beyond death
the endless risk
of becoming
her lover
624 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Jan 2014 4:57am
4th Jan 2014 4:57am
the hunt
blinded by day
you hunt for it
in the darkest shadows
you need the mirror of night
to see your prey
yourself
when hunted and prey are one
they are nothing
and everything
you hunt for it
in the darkest shadows
you need the mirror of night
to see your prey
yourself
when hunted and prey are one
they are nothing
and everything
689 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2014 5:56am
3rd Jan 2014 5:56am
conception
she was the last of 16
when her mother said
i'm done
let the oldest sister have her
and her own son
she gave away
to the church when
he was 9
and then he was 16
the last time
he his saw his father
whole bottle whisky drunk
a bloody Scottish brawl
a fractured jaw
the marines got him next
taught him how to kill well
not so much to love
the 3 daughters and dying wife
he left home during Vietnam
listed...
when her mother said
i'm done
let the oldest sister have her
and her own son
she gave away
to the church when
he was 9
and then he was 16
the last time
he his saw his father
whole bottle whisky drunk
a bloody Scottish brawl
a fractured jaw
the marines got him next
taught him how to kill well
not so much to love
the 3 daughters and dying wife
he left home during Vietnam
listed...
790 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2014 5:59am
2nd Jan 2014 5:59am
the pool of my wanting
eons have i risen and fallen
as cloud and rain
ignited by the flames of
your mother’s solar lust
a tropical sea in heat
in whorled frenzied tumult
have i risen
a lashing salt-wind mountain
have i risen
a booming gale of light and rain
have i risen
swallowing continents
in my hungry whirl
today the pool of my wanting
is serene, daughter of the stars
i am lifted invisibly to the sky
at your approach
and reflect the shimmering light
of our story into
your...
as cloud and rain
ignited by the flames of
your mother’s solar lust
a tropical sea in heat
in whorled frenzied tumult
have i risen
a lashing salt-wind mountain
have i risen
a booming gale of light and rain
have i risen
swallowing continents
in my hungry whirl
today the pool of my wanting
is serene, daughter of the stars
i am lifted invisibly to the sky
at your approach
and reflect the shimmering light
of our story into
your...
754 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2014 4:40am
2nd Jan 2014 4:40am
eve of the year
a million people
standing in the cold
waiting for the stroke of midnight
for the fake snow
a show of light
a band to play
a kiss
and here i am
lost in a dream
of a hot yesterday
a pool
and a girl
i’ve yet to meet
standing in the cold
waiting for the stroke of midnight
for the fake snow
a show of light
a band to play
a kiss
and here i am
lost in a dream
of a hot yesterday
a pool
and a girl
i’ve yet to meet
709 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Dec 2013 6:30am
31st Dec 2013 6:30am
in the beginning
God knew
the Fruit was trouble
but She gorged on it
the lure
of all possible
to heavy to contain
She burst
everywhere
forever
singularly lost
in everything found
later in the garden
talking to Eve
about the Fruit
it's all we ever ...
the Fruit was trouble
but She gorged on it
the lure
of all possible
to heavy to contain
She burst
everywhere
forever
singularly lost
in everything found
later in the garden
talking to Eve
about the Fruit
it's all we ever ...
917 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Dec 2013 4:53pm
30th Dec 2013 4:53pm
my veins drip on the page
sorry
if my veins drip on the page
with my red slick fingers
as your words
caused me to jump out
the glass window of my room and
wander in the night
drunk on air
hungry for your lips
crawling
back before dawn
broken but alive
to scribble
bloody thanks
for the smack in the face
to wake up
and live
if my veins drip on the page
with my red slick fingers
as your words
caused me to jump out
the glass window of my room and
wander in the night
drunk on air
hungry for your lips
crawling
back before dawn
broken but alive
to scribble
bloody thanks
for the smack in the face
to wake up
and live
1065 reads
8 Comments
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