Submissions by Apostrophe-es
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing for many a year now, I lost my poetic voice for several years, I'm trying to find it again. Bear with me on the quality, I promise improvement.
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Mar 2018 4:57am
5th Mar 2018 4:57am
Eloping - A Cinquain
When you
Said forever
You made a broken man
Come back from the edge of the void
“I do”
Said forever
You made a broken man
Come back from the edge of the void
“I do”
#marriage
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2018 4:50am
2nd Mar 2018 4:50am
Off To Battle
With a fierce loyalty,
Some vague threat
Oh, the novelty
March to the key
Sunrise to sunset
With a fierce loyalty
Open field, a sight to see
Didn’t know then, last cigarette
Oh, the novelty
A hellish place to be
The look of regret
With a fierce loyalty
Brutal depravity
Flowing freely, blood and sweat
Oh, the novelty
Gently slipping from reality
Lest we forget
With a fierce loyalty
Oh, the novelty.
Some vague threat
Oh, the novelty
March to the key
Sunrise to sunset
With a fierce loyalty
Open field, a sight to see
Didn’t know then, last cigarette
Oh, the novelty
A hellish place to be
The look of regret
With a fierce loyalty
Brutal depravity
Flowing freely, blood and sweat
Oh, the novelty
Gently slipping from reality
Lest we forget
With a fierce loyalty
Oh, the novelty.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2018 3:27am
18th Jan 2018 3:27am
Falling To The Sky
Then the sky,
Bricked over
Interlocked,
And they fell upward toward it.
Your daughter and
My son
Sat upon wood boards
Hung from the sky by chain
Their legs kicked and
They swung
Toes not quite touching
Those cold clouds amongst
All unclear, haze
The shock left the mind fogg
When our children abandon
We, mother, father, scream gently
Those clouds form rain
And all plummets down,
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Bricked over
Interlocked,
And they fell upward toward it.
Your daughter and
My son
Sat upon wood boards
Hung from the sky by chain
Their legs kicked and
They swung
Toes not quite touching
Those cold clouds amongst
All unclear, haze
The shock left the mind fogg
When our children abandon
We, mother, father, scream gently
Those clouds form rain
And all plummets down,
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 7:11am
14th Nov 2016 7:11am
High Breed
Equal parts nature and artificial
It exists
But it's not quite sure
A non-interacting geodesic
Semi-permanently trapped
I can't escape
Non-comprehension
Non-entity
And yet fundamentally hyper-complex
It burned
Bright, then withering
Alight with angel fire.
It exists
But it's not quite sure
A non-interacting geodesic
Semi-permanently trapped
I can't escape
Non-comprehension
Non-entity
And yet fundamentally hyper-complex
It burned
Bright, then withering
Alight with angel fire.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Nov 2015 2:40pm
21st Nov 2015 2:40pm
Forbidden Love
Those were the coldest lips
It had been nearing for some time
My slow indoctrination
Into you
I thought about you constantly
I didn't think we could be together
We were too different
Polar opposites
We made it work.
Those were the coldest lips.
I longed for you
You called me in my dreams.
I couldn't wait.
But you waited for me
You always were more patient.
I mourned you.
Day after day,
Night after night,
Every waking and sleeping moment
I was consumed by you...
It had been nearing for some time
My slow indoctrination
Into you
I thought about you constantly
I didn't think we could be together
We were too different
Polar opposites
We made it work.
Those were the coldest lips.
I longed for you
You called me in my dreams.
I couldn't wait.
But you waited for me
You always were more patient.
I mourned you.
Day after day,
Night after night,
Every waking and sleeping moment
I was consumed by you...
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 4:05pm
23rd Oct 2015 4:05pm
Lost Inspiritation, Lost Creation
Whispers,
They call to me,
Just out of reach
I try to scream with passion
But my voice
Comes out broken,
I try to sing,
But hit the wrong notes
I try to run,
But stumble and fall
I try to write,
But I am illiterate
Where has my voice gone?
It was once so strong.
I knew myself, I know my writing.
Now it is weak.
It is a string of failed metaphors.
It is insincere, it is not my voice.
I cannot create my image
In your mind
Like I once could.
My power, has...
They call to me,
Just out of reach
I try to scream with passion
But my voice
Comes out broken,
I try to sing,
But hit the wrong notes
I try to run,
But stumble and fall
I try to write,
But I am illiterate
Where has my voice gone?
It was once so strong.
I knew myself, I know my writing.
Now it is weak.
It is a string of failed metaphors.
It is insincere, it is not my voice.
I cannot create my image
In your mind
Like I once could.
My power, has...
#WritersBlock
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 4:02pm
23rd Oct 2015 4:02pm
First Kiss
It's not as loud as you imagine
All your life.
It's almost a whisper by comparison
To expectations.
It's not as instant as you imagine,
Dragging on
It's almost a whole other lifetime
Lived in reflection
It doesn't hurt
I always thought it would
But it barely touches you
Before it's all over
As if time forgot to exist
And all other motion ceased
Only one chunk of lead released
When the shotgun blew a kiss.
All your life.
It's almost a whisper by comparison
To expectations.
It's not as instant as you imagine,
Dragging on
It's almost a whole other lifetime
Lived in reflection
It doesn't hurt
I always thought it would
But it barely touches you
Before it's all over
As if time forgot to exist
And all other motion ceased
Only one chunk of lead released
When the shotgun blew a kiss.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Sep 2015 2:30pm
30th Sep 2015 2:30pm
Patience and Decay
My perfect isolation
Beyond the reach of life
I am waiting.
Waiting,
To cut out the rot wood
Waiting,
Throw a brick in the mirror
Waiting,
Sort out the weak and pathetic
Waiting,
To smash windows and kick in the door
Waiting,
Turn on the shower and fire the oven
Waiting,
Collapsing a dead star
Waiting for grub.
The decay.
Beyond the reach of life
I am waiting.
Waiting,
To cut out the rot wood
Waiting,
Throw a brick in the mirror
Waiting,
Sort out the weak and pathetic
Waiting,
To smash windows and kick in the door
Waiting,
Turn on the shower and fire the oven
Waiting,
Collapsing a dead star
Waiting for grub.
The decay.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2015 4:50pm
3rd Aug 2015 4:50pm
Apathy - A Poets Tale.
There's a space in every mind
Whether it be human or divine
Where lays the truth
This place is ethereal
To venture there, surreal
Few mortals ever experience it
The divine exist within
This place is beyond good, beyond sin
It lays betwixt consciousness and death
It is where poetry is formed
And where angels come to mourn
Where times fails to exist
God has died
God has lied
And only we are left
A poets mind is a complex place
It exists beyond time and space
Beyond life and death
And to...
Whether it be human or divine
Where lays the truth
This place is ethereal
To venture there, surreal
Few mortals ever experience it
The divine exist within
This place is beyond good, beyond sin
It lays betwixt consciousness and death
It is where poetry is formed
And where angels come to mourn
Where times fails to exist
God has died
God has lied
And only we are left
A poets mind is a complex place
It exists beyond time and space
Beyond life and death
And to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2015 4:31pm
3rd Aug 2015 4:31pm
Memories.
There's a head full of noise,
Whispers bounce around
Distant voids
The constant reflection, deflection
Swarming over me
From all and every direction
Moons plummet like rain
Impossible pain,
Am I holding on in vain?
Am I praying
For a change that's never coming?
Can anyone hear what I'm saying?
They're only memories
It's just a memory.
Of all we could have been
They're only memories
Its just a memory
Long ago, I've seen
Yet it's haunting,
Hallowing, to my...
Whispers bounce around
Distant voids
The constant reflection, deflection
Swarming over me
From all and every direction
Moons plummet like rain
Impossible pain,
Am I holding on in vain?
Am I praying
For a change that's never coming?
Can anyone hear what I'm saying?
They're only memories
It's just a memory.
Of all we could have been
They're only memories
Its just a memory
Long ago, I've seen
Yet it's haunting,
Hallowing, to my...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th May 2015 6:02pm
15th May 2015 6:02pm
Driftwood
Floating down a slow river
The lazy river, sleepy river
Having little control, simply following the water
Heading, alongside all others,
Toward a timeless place
Toward the ocean,
Towards dreams.
Opening out into the vast
Opening to the great blue
Where dreams come true
Often, turbulent waters stir a nightmare
But often, calm seas make for peaceful sleeping
All I can do,
Is hope for calmer weather
As I watch the driftwood
Pass me by into bliss.
The lazy river, sleepy river
Having little control, simply following the water
Heading, alongside all others,
Toward a timeless place
Toward the ocean,
Towards dreams.
Opening out into the vast
Opening to the great blue
Where dreams come true
Often, turbulent waters stir a nightmare
But often, calm seas make for peaceful sleeping
All I can do,
Is hope for calmer weather
As I watch the driftwood
Pass me by into bliss.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th May 2015 5:29pm
15th May 2015 5:29pm
Constellations
Look at someone
Look closer
The mind; abstract space
Uncontrolled, less even than nature
Thoughts like stars or whole galaxies
Words become obsolete
Mere translations
Of vast constellations
It's not constant
It's ever changing
It's different for you, than me
Each person, a conscious universe.
A god but a fool with bricks
God, a child in the sand.
Look closer
The mind; abstract space
Uncontrolled, less even than nature
Thoughts like stars or whole galaxies
Words become obsolete
Mere translations
Of vast constellations
It's not constant
It's ever changing
It's different for you, than me
Each person, a conscious universe.
A god but a fool with bricks
God, a child in the sand.
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