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.
Now
What you do now
stops you from having
a completely different life
What you do now
stops you from having
a completely different death
What you do now
stops you from having
a completely different rebirth
stops you from having
a completely different life
What you do now
stops you from having
a completely different death
What you do now
stops you from having
a completely different rebirth
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Belly Button Theory
Some people have belly buttons
that look like a smile
others seem to frown
and before you start checking
let me say
this is only a theory
not based on science
For some reason
every couple of days
my belly button
fills up with dust
I don't know how it happens
but if I collected
all that fluff for a year
I'm sure it would
choke the hoover
more than once
Maybe if I gathered it all up
I could grow belly button
mushrooms with it
Maybe that's what
belly...
that look like a smile
others seem to frown
and before you start checking
let me say
this is only a theory
not based on science
For some reason
every couple of days
my belly button
fills up with dust
I don't know how it happens
but if I collected
all that fluff for a year
I'm sure it would
choke the hoover
more than once
Maybe if I gathered it all up
I could grow belly button
mushrooms with it
Maybe that's what
belly...
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8 Comments
The Waiting Room
This do-it-yourself
death business
isn't for me
I'm far too squeamish
even the thought
of a needle going in
why I'd faint at the sight
and it takes me forever
to swallow one pill
besides
who would water the ferns
and feed Oscar
the rascal from the block next door
I'm important
I might be all he has
I remember
when the place was full
when there was never
a moment for myself
and now
I've all the time in the world
so I'm waiting
for as long as it takes
just until
I'm...
death business
isn't for me
I'm far too squeamish
even the thought
of a needle going in
why I'd faint at the sight
and it takes me forever
to swallow one pill
besides
who would water the ferns
and feed Oscar
the rascal from the block next door
I'm important
I might be all he has
I remember
when the place was full
when there was never
a moment for myself
and now
I've all the time in the world
so I'm waiting
for as long as it takes
just until
I'm...
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4 Comments
No Reason
She was always a shy child
quite reserved actually
pretty too, with lovely hair
and good grades at school
She was never any trouble
apart from the time she threw
a brick off the bridge
over the freeway
I expect she was egged on
in a dare
It bounced off the roof of a truck
and that was the end of it
there was no damage
no-one was hurt
but she was upset by what she'd done
ran all the way home
and blurted it out--
sensitive you see, just like her Mom
We had no idea what was...
quite reserved actually
pretty too, with lovely hair
and good grades at school
She was never any trouble
apart from the time she threw
a brick off the bridge
over the freeway
I expect she was egged on
in a dare
It bounced off the roof of a truck
and that was the end of it
there was no damage
no-one was hurt
but she was upset by what she'd done
ran all the way home
and blurted it out--
sensitive you see, just like her Mom
We had no idea what was...
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Veggie Love
Darling broccoli
I left you stranded
on one side of my plate
for so long
Truth is
I was
saving you
till last--
all that green heaven
so good for me
waiting patiently
You smiled
back so sweetly
and then I stabbed you
with my fork
bit your head off
then chewed you into pulp
and later
I turned you
into a piece of shit
How could I do that
to something I love
What sort of person
am I?
I left you stranded
on one side of my plate
for so long
Truth is
I was
saving you
till last--
all that green heaven
so good for me
waiting patiently
You smiled
back so sweetly
and then I stabbed you
with my fork
bit your head off
then chewed you into pulp
and later
I turned you
into a piece of shit
How could I do that
to something I love
What sort of person
am I?
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Skeletons
She was a beautiful
African girl
fair skin
and long straight hair
I knew she came with
a reputation
but back then
that didn't bother me
on account of
those were the days
of do and dare
Everyone has
skeletons
in their closet
including me
Once...
or was it twice
I tried to explain to her
anyways I was a deal younger
and I didn't understand
half the things
I do now
but I could see
her beautiful ladyship
was a bit too keen
to put a...
African girl
fair skin
and long straight hair
I knew she came with
a reputation
but back then
that didn't bother me
on account of
those were the days
of do and dare
Everyone has
skeletons
in their closet
including me
Once...
or was it twice
I tried to explain to her
anyways I was a deal younger
and I didn't understand
half the things
I do now
but I could see
her beautiful ladyship
was a bit too keen
to put a...
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6 Comments
Mistress Desert
I dream of the desert
where sharp white stars
flash their knives
to cut me free
She knows everything
each sand grain
placed perfectly
just as she wishes
Ordering older
than a tired myth
men wrap
in their puny clockwork
I adjust my heartbeat
to her silence
until only horizons
scream ears
At once I feel
the crackle of pores
protesting invasion
purest flaws exposed
to the bomb of I don't belong
I have to be clever...
where sharp white stars
flash their knives
to cut me free
She knows everything
each sand grain
placed perfectly
just as she wishes
Ordering older
than a tired myth
men wrap
in their puny clockwork
I adjust my heartbeat
to her silence
until only horizons
scream ears
At once I feel
the crackle of pores
protesting invasion
purest flaws exposed
to the bomb of I don't belong
I have to be clever...
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White Destroyer
Cruel cold
murderer
you've killed them all
indiscriminate slaughter
in one night
when my back was turned
you swept in
like special delivery
left on the porch
death from the sky
in crisp silent strokes
Babies I cherished
nurtured and fed
all gone
limp corpses
hanging in lifeless rows
even sweet Jasmine
crucified on the fence
all that green
you stole from my table
herbs defending
bored tongues
all bonfire food now
You turn your screw again
at my next weekly shop
I curse...
murderer
you've killed them all
indiscriminate slaughter
in one night
when my back was turned
you swept in
like special delivery
left on the porch
death from the sky
in crisp silent strokes
Babies I cherished
nurtured and fed
all gone
limp corpses
hanging in lifeless rows
even sweet Jasmine
crucified on the fence
all that green
you stole from my table
herbs defending
bored tongues
all bonfire food now
You turn your screw again
at my next weekly shop
I curse...
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2 Comments
Alien Illiteracy
Don't go dancing
with your ID in your pants
not round here
not in a world like this
you alien city boys
are all the same
wet behind the ears
Out here
in this part of the universe
this is where real life is
and it's no good you
puffing and blowing
about all that high intellect
under the sea
Out here
on dry land
we forgot
more than you'll ever know
after all
we're the guys
(unlike your kind)
we're the guys
who invented the internet
...
with your ID in your pants
not round here
not in a world like this
you alien city boys
are all the same
wet behind the ears
Out here
in this part of the universe
this is where real life is
and it's no good you
puffing and blowing
about all that high intellect
under the sea
Out here
on dry land
we forgot
more than you'll ever know
after all
we're the guys
(unlike your kind)
we're the guys
who invented the internet
...
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Force Fed
That memory
was always a special kind of terror
the sharp shock of my own christening
a helpless infant offered to God
surrendered before the clutches
of forces ancient, terrible and cruel
My cries of protest
bore the sting of embarrassment
to doting parents
while I struggled and kicked
then tore a page from the holy book
for which the church insisted
my nervous father must pay
At six months
my first taste of desolation
abandoned to icy grey splashes
plucked from their sacred bowl
forcing me to...
was always a special kind of terror
the sharp shock of my own christening
a helpless infant offered to God
surrendered before the clutches
of forces ancient, terrible and cruel
My cries of protest
bore the sting of embarrassment
to doting parents
while I struggled and kicked
then tore a page from the holy book
for which the church insisted
my nervous father must pay
At six months
my first taste of desolation
abandoned to icy grey splashes
plucked from their sacred bowl
forcing me to...
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4 Comments
She
She was sitting outside,
the cafe was quiet
feigning interest
in her book
she sipped a small latte
seemingly too shy
to look up
at the passers by
I wondered
what she was reading
if she was waiting for someone
a lover
or perhaps an old school friend
she hadn't seen for years
I notice she has long hair and
she is twirling the ends
in her fingers
toying with them slowly
at the corner of her mouth
it must be delicious
She's seen me staring,
I'm afraid
She's smiling ...
the cafe was quiet
feigning interest
in her book
she sipped a small latte
seemingly too shy
to look up
at the passers by
I wondered
what she was reading
if she was waiting for someone
a lover
or perhaps an old school friend
she hadn't seen for years
I notice she has long hair and
she is twirling the ends
in her fingers
toying with them slowly
at the corner of her mouth
it must be delicious
She's seen me staring,
I'm afraid
She's smiling ...
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6 Comments
If you wish to live and thrive...
Two spiders were having sex
it was kind of ungainly to watch
the fat momma spider
always had one eye
on her next meal
while her unsuspecting lover
always looked
unsure of himself
perched crazily
on her back
But instinct is all powerful
and things took their
natural course
until at last
the fat momma spider
sat in a corner of the web
licking her lips
Just think
if humans had sex like that
it would solve the world's
overpopulation problem
for good
...
it was kind of ungainly to watch
the fat momma spider
always had one eye
on her next meal
while her unsuspecting lover
always looked
unsure of himself
perched crazily
on her back
But instinct is all powerful
and things took their
natural course
until at last
the fat momma spider
sat in a corner of the web
licking her lips
Just think
if humans had sex like that
it would solve the world's
overpopulation problem
for good
...
993 reads
8 Comments
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