Submissions by APissPoorShaman (Ryszard)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Every day I have the same argument in my head. The little devil sitting on my shoulder does this wild end zone dance when he wins, the angel on the other shoulder just gives a little prayer, so sometimes I go with the devil just to see the dance.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Feb 2024 9:23am
25th Feb 2024 9:23am
Hermit
The world ends here
declaration, vow or prayer
no one gets in
and no one gets out
As the rain of people
won't stop seeping
through the roof and into his mind
filling buckets lining the floor
with discordant noise
of all that's wrong with the world
and what big screen TV
will cure what ails the society
'no one get in' said over and over again
in between buckets of noise
thrown over the side
slowing losing to the flooding tide
drowning in a sea
of humanity
declaration, vow or prayer
no one gets in
and no one gets out
As the rain of people
won't stop seeping
through the roof and into his mind
filling buckets lining the floor
with discordant noise
of all that's wrong with the world
and what big screen TV
will cure what ails the society
'no one get in' said over and over again
in between buckets of noise
thrown over the side
slowing losing to the flooding tide
drowning in a sea
of humanity
#dragons
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Feb 2024 8:20pm
21st Feb 2024 8:20pm
A world apart
A hesitant look seeking approval,
shy yet inviting,
holding arms
across the flat of her stomach.
A primal instinct for survival
yet standing proud and fierce,
the utmost show of bravery in a naked world.
Lean hips and the aroma of two day old body odor,
earthy, pungent, and a little sweet.
The scent ignored, covered up and masked
but the most enticing human smell of all,
the animal scent,
mixed with something more,
The invisible pheromones of lust.
Tired, sick, jet lagged,
traveling half the world, ...
shy yet inviting,
holding arms
across the flat of her stomach.
A primal instinct for survival
yet standing proud and fierce,
the utmost show of bravery in a naked world.
Lean hips and the aroma of two day old body odor,
earthy, pungent, and a little sweet.
The scent ignored, covered up and masked
but the most enticing human smell of all,
the animal scent,
mixed with something more,
The invisible pheromones of lust.
Tired, sick, jet lagged,
traveling half the world, ...
#love
#girlfriend
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Feb 2024 3:25am
15th Feb 2024 3:25am
Peace then until
I miss it
the sense of rhythm
a hint of purpose
that poetry helped describe
it never mattered if I
were good or bad
or if my thoughts were
deep or small
as words flowed
from an unknown
and crystalized by being right
I became .... more than I am
which in all honesty
is true for all that rhyme
and offers a bond
though tenuous at best
letting words seep into our soul
and then it's gone
in the blink of an eye
unable to write
or feel complete
I miss it
even though
I'm not sure what ...
the sense of rhythm
a hint of purpose
that poetry helped describe
it never mattered if I
were good or bad
or if my thoughts were
deep or small
as words flowed
from an unknown
and crystalized by being right
I became .... more than I am
which in all honesty
is true for all that rhyme
and offers a bond
though tenuous at best
letting words seep into our soul
and then it's gone
in the blink of an eye
unable to write
or feel complete
I miss it
even though
I'm not sure what ...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#acceptance
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2024 9:29am
8th Feb 2024 9:29am
The Séance of Past Love (Three separate poems w/ the same title)
Some might be sore
as the knife
so skillfully used
silently slipped into my heart
but I am in awe and never saw it coming
what craft to remove my heart
without me even looking
bravo, bravo
--------
"it had to end"
at the a the whim of a selfish mind
each word a twist and thrust
a little deeper each time
You wanted something different
'You'
being the operative word
Are you bored and just want to talk
asking me if I'm alright
The upside is I'm beyond pain
beyond mortality
and the bonds...
as the knife
so skillfully used
silently slipped into my heart
but I am in awe and never saw it coming
what craft to remove my heart
without me even looking
bravo, bravo
--------
"it had to end"
at the a the whim of a selfish mind
each word a twist and thrust
a little deeper each time
You wanted something different
'You'
being the operative word
Are you bored and just want to talk
asking me if I'm alright
The upside is I'm beyond pain
beyond mortality
and the bonds...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken #bittersweet
#heartbroken #bittersweet
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2024 9:07am
3rd Feb 2024 9:07am
When the world was young
When the world was young and I was man
all revolved around my will
the planets, far too grand a scale
began to shrink, become a universe of friends
What a wild gravitational ride
each of us pulling and circling each other
sex was glorious as our planets collide
love infectuous like the moon in your eyes
For better or worse
we were happy
which in our narcissistic pride
was completely justified
The world just wanted to take a shit
using us up instead of tp
have we forgotten the horrors of Viet...
all revolved around my will
the planets, far too grand a scale
began to shrink, become a universe of friends
What a wild gravitational ride
each of us pulling and circling each other
sex was glorious as our planets collide
love infectuous like the moon in your eyes
For better or worse
we were happy
which in our narcissistic pride
was completely justified
The world just wanted to take a shit
using us up instead of tp
have we forgotten the horrors of Viet...
#universe
#freedom
#passion
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jan 2024 10:19pm
31st Jan 2024 10:19pm
Last Man Standing
I tried
I tried so very hard
to stop the world spinning
but the earth just kept turning
and I grew old
Finding only anemic dreams
and nothing worth to save
just more promises in the dark
stealing our inner spark
Yet here I stand
my vigil in the night
at the gravestone of love
singing hymns composed of sin
Black roses
adorning the tombstones
of the dead and dying hopes
humanity once believed
I fought against greed
I fought for love
and lost
the last...
I tried so very hard
to stop the world spinning
but the earth just kept turning
and I grew old
Finding only anemic dreams
and nothing worth to save
just more promises in the dark
stealing our inner spark
Yet here I stand
my vigil in the night
at the gravestone of love
singing hymns composed of sin
Black roses
adorning the tombstones
of the dead and dying hopes
humanity once believed
I fought against greed
I fought for love
and lost
the last...
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jan 2024 5:42pm
29th Jan 2024 5:42pm
Desert Prayers
Crawling across
the barrenness of my soul
slowly
three feet then rest
an eternity of choking sand
Palms worn raw
red handprints mark the passage of time
as vultures circling high above
waiting
for the end
I pray for the first time
in a voice that's never been used
Dear god make me blind
I cannot look at the smallness of life
shutting my eyes against the love I lost
and sins needing to be paid
Yet something makes me continue to crawl
through this desert of my existence
reaching,...
the barrenness of my soul
slowly
three feet then rest
an eternity of choking sand
Palms worn raw
red handprints mark the passage of time
as vultures circling high above
waiting
for the end
I pray for the first time
in a voice that's never been used
Dear god make me blind
I cannot look at the smallness of life
shutting my eyes against the love I lost
and sins needing to be paid
Yet something makes me continue to crawl
through this desert of my existence
reaching,...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jan 2024 9:05pm
25th Jan 2024 9:05pm
The end of everything or a begining
What we had
could not be called love
it was so more
and worth so much less
Infatuation
inspiring lust
deep aching need
blinding us to the flaws
Yet understanding and acceptance
of human weakness
is the only path toward love
seeing something grow
Butterflies flit
beautiful
magical
when they rest on our ogre selves
at last we feel whole
But never staying long
always in need something new
when love requires work to belong
Fuck it
they are gone
calling it...
could not be called love
it was so more
and worth so much less
Infatuation
inspiring lust
deep aching need
blinding us to the flaws
Yet understanding and acceptance
of human weakness
is the only path toward love
seeing something grow
Butterflies flit
beautiful
magical
when they rest on our ogre selves
at last we feel whole
But never staying long
always in need something new
when love requires work to belong
Fuck it
they are gone
calling it...
#betrayal
#SelfDiscovery
#bittersweet #deception
#bittersweet #deception
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2024 10:02pm
23rd Jan 2024 10:02pm
Commodity Trader
Traded and bartered
bait and switch
promises bought
hook, line, and sinker
A stock exchange for emotions
or a sleazy carnival carnality barker
selling love by the pound
instead of flesh
Playing histories oldest game
love and lust and warmth
just pieces moving on a board
Are you happy that you've won?
I always pay my debts
one used up heart was the bet
Would I feel honest and clean
if I'd just bought
and hour of your time instead
bait and switch
promises bought
hook, line, and sinker
A stock exchange for emotions
or a sleazy carnival carnality barker
selling love by the pound
instead of flesh
Playing histories oldest game
love and lust and warmth
just pieces moving on a board
Are you happy that you've won?
I always pay my debts
one used up heart was the bet
Would I feel honest and clean
if I'd just bought
and hour of your time instead
#sadness
#lies
#disappointment #deception
#disappointment #deception
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2024 6:28pm
19th Jan 2024 6:28pm
Broken Camera
I don't know what's wrong
point and click
click, click, click
and nothing happens
zilch, nada, nyet
I like taking photographs of people
doesn't matter really who
i want to capture some spark
a little bit of the divine
but this camera's broken
and refuses to see
as if
the people just disappear
along with their hopes and dreams
with no substance
or opinions of their own
existing in time
and two dimensional space
maybe my camera's right
these people aren't really here
cardboard cutout forms ...
point and click
click, click, click
and nothing happens
zilch, nada, nyet
I like taking photographs of people
doesn't matter really who
i want to capture some spark
a little bit of the divine
but this camera's broken
and refuses to see
as if
the people just disappear
along with their hopes and dreams
with no substance
or opinions of their own
existing in time
and two dimensional space
maybe my camera's right
these people aren't really here
cardboard cutout forms ...
#monsters
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2024 7:38pm
18th Jan 2024 7:38pm
An Untamed Mind (aka An Ode to Adderall)
Rambling through the underbrush of an overgrown stream,
finding an ancient tree being slowly choked by entwining vines.
does the tree feel it's mortality being threatened by these living garottes,
or is it dozing right now,
never to see my shadow and possibly to die in it's sleep in one hundred years or so.
What does the tree know of gravity that can only found in death as it falls,
thinking that birds must be little witches as they use magic wands for wings.
And does a tree know it's own strength or is it accepted...
finding an ancient tree being slowly choked by entwining vines.
does the tree feel it's mortality being threatened by these living garottes,
or is it dozing right now,
never to see my shadow and possibly to die in it's sleep in one hundred years or so.
What does the tree know of gravity that can only found in death as it falls,
thinking that birds must be little witches as they use magic wands for wings.
And does a tree know it's own strength or is it accepted...
#unicorns
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Jan 2024 10:53pm
15th Jan 2024 10:53pm
Stella
Sad wise eyes
showing me the way
always winning our race
no matter how much I'd cheat
wind rippling her fur
looking straight into my eyes
flying past
a jet stream of purpose and joy
showing me in the vacuum of her passing
how much fun it is to run
hoping I'll race
understanding my need to flee
the fleas in my mind
and simply
be
showing me the way
always winning our race
no matter how much I'd cheat
wind rippling her fur
looking straight into my eyes
flying past
a jet stream of purpose and joy
showing me in the vacuum of her passing
how much fun it is to run
hoping I'll race
understanding my need to flee
the fleas in my mind
and simply
be
#love
#dogs
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