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.
Empty Hungers
I set you down
with tender fingers
from a Plath anthology
you burn my blood
such pain delicious
strokes my soul so foolishly
and I ignore
all taunts of jaded reason
fall lost in your implore
Such hungers have I known
such empty hungers
I have known
Your freshest mysteries
slip before my skies
your chains
unleash my demons
bursting free
before these eyes
'till I ignore
all taunts of jaded reason
fall lost in your implore ...
with tender fingers
from a Plath anthology
you burn my blood
such pain delicious
strokes my soul so foolishly
and I ignore
all taunts of jaded reason
fall lost in your implore
Such hungers have I known
such empty hungers
I have known
Your freshest mysteries
slip before my skies
your chains
unleash my demons
bursting free
before these eyes
'till I ignore
all taunts of jaded reason
fall lost in your implore ...
978 reads
11 Comments
Enfin
And now 'tis done
I am poured upon your page
my body crudely nailed
to the guts of your Pc
(tablet or phone)
Dissect me if you want
Go figure on messages I missed
or see them as I intended
My truth is always what you find
My words are fools dancing
as they flirt with the life you give them
I'm just a soul
blown on the wind of whimsy
My thoughts
may settle in your head for a moment
although my hope is
they might...
I am poured upon your page
my body crudely nailed
to the guts of your Pc
(tablet or phone)
Dissect me if you want
Go figure on messages I missed
or see them as I intended
My truth is always what you find
My words are fools dancing
as they flirt with the life you give them
I'm just a soul
blown on the wind of whimsy
My thoughts
may settle in your head for a moment
although my hope is
they might...
921 reads
12 Comments
Two Strangers
Emperor Nero wore
flamboyant silk underwear
and so do you
but you play
a different, more clandestine
style of fiddle
Yet even so
when you're around
I can't help but sniff the air sometimes
just to check-see
there's nothing on fire
because I know complications
in our hearts
might mean empires
start to tumble and burn
I perceive this as
something of a Health & Safety exercise
a self regulating affair
sotto voce back-burner
acted out with unspoken discretion
both parties not...
flamboyant silk underwear
and so do you
but you play
a different, more clandestine
style of fiddle
Yet even so
when you're around
I can't help but sniff the air sometimes
just to check-see
there's nothing on fire
because I know complications
in our hearts
might mean empires
start to tumble and burn
I perceive this as
something of a Health & Safety exercise
a self regulating affair
sotto voce back-burner
acted out with unspoken discretion
both parties not...
829 reads
4 Comments
Unconditional
I know someone
who likes to be snowed in
She doesn't like the snow
it's the in part
she adores
She knows
when the snow's piled high
up against the door
her man's going nowhere
so she gets to keep an eye on him
all the time
She says it's cozy
and we can snuggle up more
but I wonder
if that's what's really
happening here
She would never admit it
and she should ask herself
why it's like that
but I think the real reason
is she doesn't trust me anymore
And if that is the...
who likes to be snowed in
She doesn't like the snow
it's the in part
she adores
She knows
when the snow's piled high
up against the door
her man's going nowhere
so she gets to keep an eye on him
all the time
She says it's cozy
and we can snuggle up more
but I wonder
if that's what's really
happening here
She would never admit it
and she should ask herself
why it's like that
but I think the real reason
is she doesn't trust me anymore
And if that is the...
803 reads
2 Comments
Managing Perfection
The eight year old child goddess
produced a tantalizing smile
and bowed low in the semi-darkness
as the forty tourists took a step backwards
together uttering a hushed collective ..aah
their respectful appreciation
before placing offerings to her name
in the carved wooden box by the door
Everyone felt better on the way out
that they had ticked this attraction
off their list of places to visit
having done their bit to somehow
restore their own faith
in a world where mysterious
unexplained events were usually ...
produced a tantalizing smile
and bowed low in the semi-darkness
as the forty tourists took a step backwards
together uttering a hushed collective ..aah
their respectful appreciation
before placing offerings to her name
in the carved wooden box by the door
Everyone felt better on the way out
that they had ticked this attraction
off their list of places to visit
having done their bit to somehow
restore their own faith
in a world where mysterious
unexplained events were usually ...
#karma
770 reads
2 Comments
Albatross
How long does it take green parakeets in the snow
to grow white feathers
How long does it take for your life
to blend in and drain to gray like all the rest
How long before you're one of us
or one of them
which ever way you cut it
you lose
How long before life
mangles all your dreams
then straightens out your guts
in its wringer
And when does it start
this duty to conform
that sucks up souls
in its vacuum cleaner of claptrap
As long as my intention
hurts no-one else ...
to grow white feathers
How long does it take for your life
to blend in and drain to gray like all the rest
How long before you're one of us
or one of them
which ever way you cut it
you lose
How long before life
mangles all your dreams
then straightens out your guts
in its wringer
And when does it start
this duty to conform
that sucks up souls
in its vacuum cleaner of claptrap
As long as my intention
hurts no-one else ...
911 reads
4 Comments
Preferences
Tea or coffee
milk...sugar?
So which do you prefer
Hindu or Muslim
Christian or Jew
black or white
brown or yellow
young, old
gay, straight
cat, dog
dark eyes or light
morning, night
Perhaps you
choose to have
no preferences
in which case
you will have mastered
envy and greed
with all your ego
neutralised
and dissipated
Houdini style--
now that's some
vanishing act
milk...sugar?
So which do you prefer
Hindu or Muslim
Christian or Jew
black or white
brown or yellow
young, old
gay, straight
cat, dog
dark eyes or light
morning, night
Perhaps you
choose to have
no preferences
in which case
you will have mastered
envy and greed
with all your ego
neutralised
and dissipated
Houdini style--
now that's some
vanishing act
943 reads
6 Comments
Softly Shoe
I am writing this
for you
That's right
it's a personal dedication
like when the DJ
reads out your name
I can see you're
cringing with embarrassment
We can all see you
sitting there at home
all alone
And may I take this opportunity
of telling you
how clever you are
to have clicked on this poem
but I do have a confession
and also a request
Did you hear something
just then?
It was only a window...
for you
That's right
it's a personal dedication
like when the DJ
reads out your name
I can see you're
cringing with embarrassment
We can all see you
sitting there at home
all alone
And may I take this opportunity
of telling you
how clever you are
to have clicked on this poem
but I do have a confession
and also a request
Did you hear something
just then?
It was only a window...
757 reads
2 Comments
Snares
Five snowflakes precisely
picked from your long dark hair
delicate rosy cheeks
you smile as I watch
the bitter dust
swept from my corners
time's brush
pausing mid air
Let's play
like we did
tickle me till el collapso
chase me through the woods
and tell me
we will never grow old
I was not to blame
for your death
but if I had taken your place
would you would write this
for me
You made promises
you didn't keep
cheated me of summers
and stole every...
picked from your long dark hair
delicate rosy cheeks
you smile as I watch
the bitter dust
swept from my corners
time's brush
pausing mid air
Let's play
like we did
tickle me till el collapso
chase me through the woods
and tell me
we will never grow old
I was not to blame
for your death
but if I had taken your place
would you would write this
for me
You made promises
you didn't keep
cheated me of summers
and stole every...
820 reads
2 Comments
Blood on the Wall
One sloppy spoon
of bravado
one cup of madness
and the phantom poet lives
With icy tongs
plucking words white hot
freed from the inferno of creation
to sizzle in your heart
Eye candy
writ waiting
to custard pie your mind
By line three
if you are mine
the sham
of lingering resistance
will be that pastry shell
you choke over
So smile
or whimper at my whim
as I manipulate
the tension in your strings
See
how stealthily
they were...
of bravado
one cup of madness
and the phantom poet lives
With icy tongs
plucking words white hot
freed from the inferno of creation
to sizzle in your heart
Eye candy
writ waiting
to custard pie your mind
By line three
if you are mine
the sham
of lingering resistance
will be that pastry shell
you choke over
So smile
or whimper at my whim
as I manipulate
the tension in your strings
See
how stealthily
they were...
794 reads
2 Comments
Gulp
Can't get you in me fast enough
it's like I need more hands
You are rapidly becoming
smother buddy material
and my mouth's not big enough
Oh, God yes
I can feel you in my toes
you are so worth choking for
Don't you run out on me ever
you perfect perfect
brain fire sugar rush
My own sweet
chocolate bar
it's like I need more hands
You are rapidly becoming
smother buddy material
and my mouth's not big enough
Oh, God yes
I can feel you in my toes
you are so worth choking for
Don't you run out on me ever
you perfect perfect
brain fire sugar rush
My own sweet
chocolate bar
789 reads
4 Comments
58 Minutes - The Changing Room
Fine...
if that's what you think then
Oh no,
it's nothing
Carry on
(long sigh
short sigh
Thanks a lot
(eye roll
foot tap)
You can wait in the car
if you like...
You're a man
so who needs
your opinion
anyway
I'm sorry I even asked
I should know by now
not to bother
I'll just change
I'll only be
another
five minutes...
if that's what you think then
Oh no,
it's nothing
Carry on
(long sigh
short sigh
Thanks a lot
(eye roll
foot tap)
You can wait in the car
if you like...
You're a man
so who needs
your opinion
anyway
I'm sorry I even asked
I should know by now
not to bother
I'll just change
I'll only be
another
five minutes...
772 reads
5 Comments
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