Submissions by Abracadabra
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just a soul, hooked on magic & poetry sandwiches. My words are fools, dancing as they flirt with the life you give them... & then there's the naughty stuff that wakes me in the middle of the night... one day all that cheese'll kill me.
How to Make a Fortune from Poetry
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How many?
One mince pie
two mince pies
three mince pies
four mince pies
five mince pies
six mince pies
seven mince pies
One starving child
two...
two mince pies
three mince pies
four mince pies
five mince pies
six mince pies
seven mince pies
One starving child
two...
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Plastic Love and Cars
The Chinese say stop at one
others think about stop at two
but it's only a thought.
The fact is
eighty five million get born every year
on our tiny little planet
which is seventy percent water
that's the same as everyone
in an Egypt or a Germany
every year.
In Rome a very old man
from Bavaria
elected by puffs of smoke
who has never experienced sex for himself
or felt the hunger of a swollen belly
decrees to more than a billion souls
that they will burn in hell
for the sin of plastic love. ...
others think about stop at two
but it's only a thought.
The fact is
eighty five million get born every year
on our tiny little planet
which is seventy percent water
that's the same as everyone
in an Egypt or a Germany
every year.
In Rome a very old man
from Bavaria
elected by puffs of smoke
who has never experienced sex for himself
or felt the hunger of a swollen belly
decrees to more than a billion souls
that they will burn in hell
for the sin of plastic love. ...
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To Milton Erickson - with thanks
And my voice will go with you
the great man said
then why do I doubt me
when there is no-one to hold my hand
Fresh tears remind me of his words
his seeing eyes where mine are blind
cursed by my own indiscipline
ever awed by all that has gone before
It comes more quickly now
this legacy of hope
that rests panting on my breast
until I surrender as I must
Our own power lives
free of metaphor
if only we could teach the tale
double bound to the purity of reality
surprised ...
the great man said
then why do I doubt me
when there is no-one to hold my hand
Fresh tears remind me of his words
his seeing eyes where mine are blind
cursed by my own indiscipline
ever awed by all that has gone before
It comes more quickly now
this legacy of hope
that rests panting on my breast
until I surrender as I must
Our own power lives
free of metaphor
if only we could teach the tale
double bound to the purity of reality
surprised ...
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Out of reach
In my pushchair
I screamed me, me, me
I pointed then stomped my feet
because everything
was out of reach
At school they said
you cant do this
and you mustn't do that
and like a fool I listened
when they warned me
my dreams would be out of reach
Growing up wasn't easy
but they got me young
taught me to listen without
questioning
taught me to be the way
they wanted
and I wound up
wasting a lot of years
Don't be like me,
because dreams are never out of reach
not ever.
I screamed me, me, me
I pointed then stomped my feet
because everything
was out of reach
At school they said
you cant do this
and you mustn't do that
and like a fool I listened
when they warned me
my dreams would be out of reach
Growing up wasn't easy
but they got me young
taught me to listen without
questioning
taught me to be the way
they wanted
and I wound up
wasting a lot of years
Don't be like me,
because dreams are never out of reach
not ever.
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Cuts
I won you from a sailor
and you saved me from the sea
but we were always running
different places to be free
You can throw away that knife
it can't cut me anymore
you can throw that knife away
don't try hide it in my drawer
You made your cuts into my heart
too deep, too many times
there's no more blood left to bleed
you have finished all my wine
It won't be any use
if you grovel on your knees
blaming crazy wont work either
since you busted my beliefs
See, I'm all...
and you saved me from the sea
but we were always running
different places to be free
You can throw away that knife
it can't cut me anymore
you can throw that knife away
don't try hide it in my drawer
You made your cuts into my heart
too deep, too many times
there's no more blood left to bleed
you have finished all my wine
It won't be any use
if you grovel on your knees
blaming crazy wont work either
since you busted my beliefs
See, I'm all...
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Just Forgettable
I'm waiting here all alone
one hand on my heart
the other on the phone
but you don't call
and you don't pick up
guess I must be
just forgettable
ever since that party
nothing went right
when you ran out
at the end of the night
and I was just looking
so what, girls do
it didn't mean nothing
babe, my heart beats for you
guess I must be
just forgettable
I don't know what I'll do
if you don't call
I'm waiting all alone
with no company at all
and it ain't fun to be ...
one hand on my heart
the other on the phone
but you don't call
and you don't pick up
guess I must be
just forgettable
ever since that party
nothing went right
when you ran out
at the end of the night
and I was just looking
so what, girls do
it didn't mean nothing
babe, my heart beats for you
guess I must be
just forgettable
I don't know what I'll do
if you don't call
I'm waiting all alone
with no company at all
and it ain't fun to be ...
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Mid Air
I'm rollin down the street
zero coverin my knees
cute smilin all the girls
with this gap between my teeth
it's what I do
ripping up a deck
who needs sidewalks on Saturdays
Start with Kasper to Primo
then infinity fall
got both arms busted
but got back on my board
no-one calls me flick of the foot
in this neighborhood
I eat fruit booters for breakfast
Coz I'm a half pipe king
never lose my blindfold
neither
it's what I do
rippin up this deck
so sure don't need
sidewalks on...
zero coverin my knees
cute smilin all the girls
with this gap between my teeth
it's what I do
ripping up a deck
who needs sidewalks on Saturdays
Start with Kasper to Primo
then infinity fall
got both arms busted
but got back on my board
no-one calls me flick of the foot
in this neighborhood
I eat fruit booters for breakfast
Coz I'm a half pipe king
never lose my blindfold
neither
it's what I do
rippin up this deck
so sure don't need
sidewalks on...
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Appetites
You wore a silky cashmere sweater
and I ate swordfish with fries
you were hard on the heels of my failures
while I played the end of your jigsaw
fretting quietly over lost pieces
Two balloon bubbles
sat staring from a cartoon page
starved of all those unwritten lines
the ones we would never write
now too much time had made us slaves
bound up together
by our own awkward ways
You realised I would always hunger
for the taste of oceans
and I knew the child you never bore
held no fear
one more...
and I ate swordfish with fries
you were hard on the heels of my failures
while I played the end of your jigsaw
fretting quietly over lost pieces
Two balloon bubbles
sat staring from a cartoon page
starved of all those unwritten lines
the ones we would never write
now too much time had made us slaves
bound up together
by our own awkward ways
You realised I would always hunger
for the taste of oceans
and I knew the child you never bore
held no fear
one more...
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Whore moans
I am as shameless as a randy goat
climbing walls
my crazy yellow eyes
point both ways
and you're not watching
where my hands are going
It's automatic drooling
cock like a concertina
but what the fuck do you expect
coming out
with all that slinky slinky
in my face
Don't say
we're gonna waste
all this wetness waiting
give me give me
just a taste
You know
there's no-one coming
and my tongue is made of
butter juice
butter juice
butter juice
climbing walls
my crazy yellow eyes
point both ways
and you're not watching
where my hands are going
It's automatic drooling
cock like a concertina
but what the fuck do you expect
coming out
with all that slinky slinky
in my face
Don't say
we're gonna waste
all this wetness waiting
give me give me
just a taste
You know
there's no-one coming
and my tongue is made of
butter juice
butter juice
butter juice
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Gate
It is nearly time
the new age awaits us
those who can comprehend
will pass through the gate
Those who do not
will be left to perish
It must be that way
for us to progress
Our kind can not
afford glad fools
You poets
are the truth
so do not doubt yourself
speak the freedom
of your future
do not stay your words
for fearing another's ill will
You will always be
our light.
the new age awaits us
those who can comprehend
will pass through the gate
Those who do not
will be left to perish
It must be that way
for us to progress
Our kind can not
afford glad fools
You poets
are the truth
so do not doubt yourself
speak the freedom
of your future
do not stay your words
for fearing another's ill will
You will always be
our light.
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The Pump
The stretcher wheels faster
white coats parting
like urgent waves
surrounded
she clings tightly
to the aloneness
of her soul
She tells them
she is not worth saving
but no-one agrees
as they grasp all four limbs
bringing tubes and needles
She shakes her head
biting air
storm clouds of resistance
lash indiscriminate rain
they will not invade her
although she knows they must
It was not worth this
my pretty one so loving
let me scrawl my name
on the paper wall of death...
white coats parting
like urgent waves
surrounded
she clings tightly
to the aloneness
of her soul
She tells them
she is not worth saving
but no-one agrees
as they grasp all four limbs
bringing tubes and needles
She shakes her head
biting air
storm clouds of resistance
lash indiscriminate rain
they will not invade her
although she knows they must
It was not worth this
my pretty one so loving
let me scrawl my name
on the paper wall of death...
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