Submissions by Amalgam
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write about what I'm feeling at the moment as well as about past life events. I express snapshots of states of mind I'd like to posses in the future. I write observations and I write from assumed points of view just for fun.
A Knight in Tarnished Armor - Part 1
I defeated dragons and even demons.
I rescued whole villages.
My hands quarried stone for mighty keeps.
Minstrels in neighboring kingdoms still sing of my deeds.
I was fearless!
I was bold!
I was powerful!
A proud Knight of the Realm.
You are pure and righteous,
Delicate and refined.
How can I leave you
At the mercy of the harsh world?
Afraid to lose you,
Afraid we’ll perish,
Now barely conquering table manners after a fitful sleep. ...
I rescued whole villages.
My hands quarried stone for mighty keeps.
Minstrels in neighboring kingdoms still sing of my deeds.
I was fearless!
I was bold!
I was powerful!
A proud Knight of the Realm.
You are pure and righteous,
Delicate and refined.
How can I leave you
At the mercy of the harsh world?
Afraid to lose you,
Afraid we’ll perish,
Now barely conquering table manners after a fitful sleep. ...
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Apart, Together
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Apart
I toil for luxurious fleeting moments of romantic embrace,
But the eye-blink joys we share only rarely outweigh
The agony of dwelling so separately.
I cannot resist the yearning in your gently whispered entreaties,
Nor the hurt in your resentful haranguing.
My absence compels your desperate alternations of kind and cruel.
I yield to My Love,
But will the joyful reunion of our...
Apart
I toil for luxurious fleeting moments of romantic embrace,
But the eye-blink joys we share only rarely outweigh
The agony of dwelling so separately.
I cannot resist the yearning in your gently whispered entreaties,
Nor the hurt in your resentful haranguing.
My absence compels your desperate alternations of kind and cruel.
I yield to My Love,
But will the joyful reunion of our...
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Ode to RodneyMiller
You grind nasty bugs into paste –
Or at least you used to.
Your informants and collaborators sustain you.
Are you just along for the ride?
You tell yourself you’re retired
And perhaps you are.
A hero and an anti-hero,
A comic book character
Who threatens,
But is non-threatening.
Your gnashing teeth menace evil-doers,
Afraid to test your mettle.
You have nettles,
That cannot be removed
Without getting your fingers pricked.
Big pricks abound.
It’s a Pacific Rimjob,
A not...
Or at least you used to.
Your informants and collaborators sustain you.
Are you just along for the ride?
You tell yourself you’re retired
And perhaps you are.
A hero and an anti-hero,
A comic book character
Who threatens,
But is non-threatening.
Your gnashing teeth menace evil-doers,
Afraid to test your mettle.
You have nettles,
That cannot be removed
Without getting your fingers pricked.
Big pricks abound.
It’s a Pacific Rimjob,
A not...
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Intent
The Road from here to there
Is as long as life to death
And travels the road to Hell.
Is as long as life to death
And travels the road to Hell.
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