Submissions by Atakti
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Turbulent waters ahead, sharks behind, shut up and paddle...
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
17th Feb 2013 10:43am
17th Feb 2013 10:43am
A visit from Pax – an excerpt
Happy birthday, Stefan!” Frank called from the kitchen towards his bedroom. Stefan remained under his duvet. He knew it was futile to feign sleep, but he resisted rising just yet. He knew that after Pax’s annual visit he would see his friends and his father would let them all come over for ping pong, video games, and pizza. At least his birthday was during the break and school did not interfere with his plans. That part he was looking forward to. A special breakfast with Frank and a sullen lunch with Pax – well, he would gladly skip both.
Yes, he could smell the pancakes,...
Yes, he could smell the pancakes,...
845 reads
16 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Feb 2013 8:32am
10th Feb 2013 8:32am
the tiger and the snake
languidity interrupted
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a...
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a...
1555 reads
14 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 10:53am
6th Feb 2013 10:53am
Twenty words for now
overwhelmed, surrendered
so stopped struggling
against the current
situation
allow
release, let go
breathe and flow
immersed and smiling
drift
so stopped struggling
against the current
situation
allow
release, let go
breathe and flow
immersed and smiling
drift
876 reads
18 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2013 4:01pm
3rd Feb 2013 4:01pm
piece lost, peace lost...
clockwork rhythms lost
springs unwound, stretched
gears loosen here, grind there
replacing this bent cog
takes tick tock time
clickety clack crack
the face is strained,
the arms hang loose
fix this, it needs fixing
unwise winding (please, no)
of the key and it
snaps —
springs unwound, stretched
gears loosen here, grind there
replacing this bent cog
takes tick tock time
clickety clack crack
the face is strained,
the arms hang loose
fix this, it needs fixing
unwise winding (please, no)
of the key and it
snaps —
782 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jan 2013 8:38pm
21st Jan 2013 8:38pm
self-medicate
what of it?
no one to know
or care
chalkdust tablets
sharp spirits
cough smoke
no, doc, try
again... how about
nothing?
the space between
words, the break
in breaths
sweet silence, an
empty mind
and sleep
no one to know
or care
chalkdust tablets
sharp spirits
cough smoke
no, doc, try
again... how about
nothing?
the space between
words, the break
in breaths
sweet silence, an
empty mind
and sleep
906 reads
32 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jan 2013 10:02pm
17th Jan 2013 10:02pm
Blurred Focus
A blurred focus, through fractured
lens, is more than enough.
We still polish the glaze
lovingly.
A rising from the dust and
glass ashes is no miracle,
naught but a rebirth awaited
expectantly.
We gather the least favored
and stones grind their bones.
Molten truths harden
inevitably.
Nothing much remains
besides the stained votive
tokens, cracks abound
transparently.
lens, is more than enough.
We still polish the glaze
lovingly.
A rising from the dust and
glass ashes is no miracle,
naught but a rebirth awaited
expectantly.
We gather the least favored
and stones grind their bones.
Molten truths harden
inevitably.
Nothing much remains
besides the stained votive
tokens, cracks abound
transparently.
997 reads
16 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 11:42pm
11th Jan 2013 11:42pm
Unshed
I’d shed this shadowed cloak.
It gleams with every hurt,
slithered scales keeping score.
They fracture and reproduce,
in smaller pieces, of exponential weight.
I’d shed this wraith’ed cloak,
but it clings and crackles.
It hisses of precious days, of
stubborn memories, scars
with false mends, that mock.
I reach to unfasten the ties and it
callously choke holds,
murmuring ancient lullabies.
I breathe in yesterdays as
black oxygen escapes me.
I pull it around, closer
and closer still. It warms
the iced fragments...
It gleams with every hurt,
slithered scales keeping score.
They fracture and reproduce,
in smaller pieces, of exponential weight.
I’d shed this wraith’ed cloak,
but it clings and crackles.
It hisses of precious days, of
stubborn memories, scars
with false mends, that mock.
I reach to unfasten the ties and it
callously choke holds,
murmuring ancient lullabies.
I breathe in yesterdays as
black oxygen escapes me.
I pull it around, closer
and closer still. It warms
the iced fragments...
1192 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2013 5:04pm
9th Jan 2013 5:04pm
Maneuvers
Diligence on the
roads is paramount.
squealing tires on green light
undertaking slower drivers
floating onto a bigger road
Be ready for
anything.
changing lanes through a junction
weaving in and out, at speed
zipping through fast-track at the tolls
Stay alert
and focus.
accelerating past an amber light
passing a squad car at speed
overtaking on a curve
Dangers abound,
and that was just me
on maneuvers.
roads is paramount.
squealing tires on green light
undertaking slower drivers
floating onto a bigger road
Be ready for
anything.
changing lanes through a junction
weaving in and out, at speed
zipping through fast-track at the tolls
Stay alert
and focus.
accelerating past an amber light
passing a squad car at speed
overtaking on a curve
Dangers abound,
and that was just me
on maneuvers.
809 reads
18 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
28th Dec 2012 9:30pm
28th Dec 2012 9:30pm
tick…
three years since
start of chemo
eight months since
intensive care
twelve weeks since
nil by mouth
eight days since
new pain meds
ten hours since
I held your hand
an eternity until
the pain stops
… tock.
start of chemo
eight months since
intensive care
twelve weeks since
nil by mouth
eight days since
new pain meds
ten hours since
I held your hand
an eternity until
the pain stops
… tock.
1315 reads
40 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Dec 2012 11:23pm
24th Dec 2012 11:23pm
Escape Plan – 0 days to go
.
.
.
.
merry *hic*mas…
and a shenshational
new year, baby!
hehehe
752 reads
11 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2012 11:03pm
22nd Dec 2012 11:03pm
Another pilgrimage to the fading…
I pierce the rain at eighty miles
an hour, where flow hushes thoughts.
Splashes hound my tyres, as I skim
past nervous drivers and their brake lights.
I collect him at the airport.
My journey pales to his in miles.
“In the end, our travels will all
end.” I wince at his platitudes.
Well, I think, he took the trouble
to fly in, overtaking death it seems.
She has weeks, maybe days left —
I dare not make any more predictions.
I find it distasteful and I’m
not sure exactly why. Perhaps
because he have been away for...
an hour, where flow hushes thoughts.
Splashes hound my tyres, as I skim
past nervous drivers and their brake lights.
I collect him at the airport.
My journey pales to his in miles.
“In the end, our travels will all
end.” I wince at his platitudes.
Well, I think, he took the trouble
to fly in, overtaking death it seems.
She has weeks, maybe days left —
I dare not make any more predictions.
I find it distasteful and I’m
not sure exactly why. Perhaps
because he have been away for...
987 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Dec 2012 11:22pm
16th Dec 2012 11:22pm
Silent Ice
Beat after beat, the warm blood
pumps, while steamed breath
heaves.
Fleets of stilled, glittering drifts
rise up, shimmered
traps.
Moments are plunged into
eternal iced
shards.
Fur sodden, frozen solid,
it is dead-weight
shed.
Eyes wholly blackened, the sole
depth, yet sparkles
stare
as the gemmed crown of anguish
bites – a glacial
nip.
Benumbed pulsations harden,
slow then cease, now
stone.
Whirled stars touch softly, kissing,
frosting, lying
still.
pumps, while steamed breath
heaves.
Fleets of stilled, glittering drifts
rise up, shimmered
traps.
Moments are plunged into
eternal iced
shards.
Fur sodden, frozen solid,
it is dead-weight
shed.
Eyes wholly blackened, the sole
depth, yet sparkles
stare
as the gemmed crown of anguish
bites – a glacial
nip.
Benumbed pulsations harden,
slow then cease, now
stone.
Whirled stars touch softly, kissing,
frosting, lying
still.
805 reads
12 Comments
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