Submissions by Angelast1
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am Angela and sometimes I write....what else can I say?
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th May 2018 4:51pm
15th May 2018 4:51pm
Childhood Memory
A hot summer day
running free
bow and arrow
made out of wood
my friend's new pocket knife
we go down to the river
playing with toads
planning to run away from home
living in the wilderness
surviving
eating roots and berries
I know a spring in the forest
clear water from between the rocks
will keep us alive
boys gang hiding in the bushes
"Try us sons of bitches....
our horses run faster than your's
and we fight fiercely!"
Life is good
when every day is an adventure
running free
bow and arrow
made out of wood
my friend's new pocket knife
we go down to the river
playing with toads
planning to run away from home
living in the wilderness
surviving
eating roots and berries
I know a spring in the forest
clear water from between the rocks
will keep us alive
boys gang hiding in the bushes
"Try us sons of bitches....
our horses run faster than your's
and we fight fiercely!"
Life is good
when every day is an adventure
#childhood
634 reads
7 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th May 2018 6:10am
15th May 2018 6:10am
Business as usual
Frogbellied men in three piece suits
with tripple chins
podgy fingers
stuff their faces
and their pockets
with the soul essence
of innocent lifes butchered
with tripple chins
podgy fingers
stuff their faces
and their pockets
with the soul essence
of innocent lifes butchered
#anger
#war
#CallToAction #HumanRights
#CallToAction #HumanRights
664 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2018 7:34pm
13th May 2018 7:34pm
Change of heart
Driftwood floating downstream
Becoming rebel
Now swimming with Salmon
Becoming rebel
Now swimming with Salmon
#haiku
543 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th May 2018 5:29pm
13th May 2018 5:29pm
Mother Memories
Mother dearest
I remember
the morning you pushed me over
in the bathroom
and the toilet seat broke
when my body hit it
Mother dearest
I remember
you hitting me
In the face
and calling me stupid
over a math problem
Mother dearest
I remember
you telling me that
you would kill yourself
that it was all my fault
because you didn't want me
Mother dearest
I remember
you bringing me
a bottle of booze
so you had company
getting drunk
Mother dearest
I...
I remember
the morning you pushed me over
in the bathroom
and the toilet seat broke
when my body hit it
Mother dearest
I remember
you hitting me
In the face
and calling me stupid
over a math problem
Mother dearest
I remember
you telling me that
you would kill yourself
that it was all my fault
because you didn't want me
Mother dearest
I remember
you bringing me
a bottle of booze
so you had company
getting drunk
Mother dearest
I...
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#alcohol #MentalHealth
#alcohol #MentalHealth
585 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th May 2018 4:52pm
11th May 2018 4:52pm
Really?
After all
The wars
The revolutions
The revelations
The information
The education
The scientific advancement
After all
The progress
We are left with
The Fidget Spinner
That makes me wonder...
The wars
The revolutions
The revelations
The information
The education
The scientific advancement
After all
The progress
We are left with
The Fidget Spinner
That makes me wonder...
#humankind
508 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th May 2018 3:54am
11th May 2018 3:54am
Far out
Far out at sea
Mollusks gather
In Poseidon's pubic hair
Mollusks gather
In Poseidon's pubic hair
#haiku
#sea
635 reads
11 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th May 2018 5:40pm
9th May 2018 5:40pm
Desert
Here cactus is king
He wears a crown of thorns
Datura opens up her bright-white gown
Alluring is her beauty
But danger lurks in her chambers
Serpents and scorpions
Hide between the rocks
Bleached skull of coyote
Emerging from torrid, sandy tomb
Dust dances with the devil
Mesquite and Palo Verde
My dear companions offer me relief
From the ruthless scorching sun
Like in a fever dream
Stark lines turn to liquid blurry
And here I am
Waiting for the rain
He wears a crown of thorns
Datura opens up her bright-white gown
Alluring is her beauty
But danger lurks in her chambers
Serpents and scorpions
Hide between the rocks
Bleached skull of coyote
Emerging from torrid, sandy tomb
Dust dances with the devil
Mesquite and Palo Verde
My dear companions offer me relief
From the ruthless scorching sun
Like in a fever dream
Stark lines turn to liquid blurry
And here I am
Waiting for the rain
#trees
#flowers
#animals #nature
#animals #nature
577 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th May 2018 3:28pm
6th May 2018 3:28pm
Refusal
I ain't coming
Where you're going....
Period
Where you're going....
Period
#LifeChangingMoment
509 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
6th May 2018 00:30am
6th May 2018 00:30am
San Francisco
I used to live in San Francisco. I spent about 11 years in that town, living in the Tenderloin...I felt immediately attracted to that part of the city, because when I left Germany, I read in books about San Francisco, that one shouldn't go there. All kinds of riff raff lived in the streets and one would get mugged...so it was written in the books...
I rented a shoebox sized apartment on Hyde Street and worked several jobs as a banquet server and interior painter at that time. The scene in the streets was nothing strange to me, even though this had a way harder vibe than the vibe that I...
I rented a shoebox sized apartment on Hyde Street and worked several jobs as a banquet server and interior painter at that time. The scene in the streets was nothing strange to me, even though this had a way harder vibe than the vibe that I...
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
596 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd May 2018 5:14pm
2nd May 2018 5:14pm
Poker
That night you came
limping in
I put on my poker face
I never tell
when stakes are high
I like slow play
The deal is made
you push the button
put me under the gun
Be careful I say
wet boards
are a slippery slope
I always keep
an ace up my sleeve
I am in position
Let's go to the river
I lean back and let you
go all in
I match your bet
We show our cards
and I climax into
a straight flush
Calling your bluff
I hit you with a gut shot
You wrap it up and...
limping in
I put on my poker face
I never tell
when stakes are high
I like slow play
The deal is made
you push the button
put me under the gun
Be careful I say
wet boards
are a slippery slope
I always keep
an ace up my sleeve
I am in position
Let's go to the river
I lean back and let you
go all in
I match your bet
We show our cards
and I climax into
a straight flush
Calling your bluff
I hit you with a gut shot
You wrap it up and...
#sex
#erotic
662 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
2nd May 2018 1:39am
2nd May 2018 1:39am
The absurd adventures of Whalebone Jim #2
This was one of those days when Whalebone Jim had to hustle. He was unshaven and his hands where starting to shake. He had no beer money, so whatever needed to be done, would be done. He was well connected to some of the local fishermen and had arranged a ride in his buddy's truck to pick up some buckets of fish guts to sell to his gringo amigos Mr. H and Anna, who utilized it to fertilize their vegetable garden. Jorge, his buddy, a stocky local with mischievous grin and a Zorro mustache, was known for being involved in local cockfights and occasional sales of stolen gasoline. He had come in...
#LifeStruggles
#funny
#travel
562 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st May 2018 10:25pm
1st May 2018 10:25pm
Abrasive
Some people find me abrasive
I take that as a compliment
Abrasion is process
The process of removing surface material
It penetrates
It refines
Bringing something to the light
Like taking sandpaper
To an old piece of wood
That is covered with varnish
You start with coarse grit
Get all the old varnish off
The veneer
Who needs veneer
You need to go deeper
Penetrate the surface
Take some more sandpaper
Go to the finer grit
Until the real thing emerges
Until it is really clean and smooth
The bare...
I take that as a compliment
Abrasion is process
The process of removing surface material
It penetrates
It refines
Bringing something to the light
Like taking sandpaper
To an old piece of wood
That is covered with varnish
You start with coarse grit
Get all the old varnish off
The veneer
Who needs veneer
You need to go deeper
Penetrate the surface
Take some more sandpaper
Go to the finer grit
Until the real thing emerges
Until it is really clean and smooth
The bare...
#conflict
#SelfReflection
760 reads
10 Comments
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