Submissions by AtticusAbbey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I also write under the name, Adagio
Unhinged In My Single-Wide
Unhinged in my single-wide
borderline crazy
at home with my Harley
and Naugahyde's little daisy
waiting for my ship to come in
in this case a frigging canoe
without the gumption to get off my ass
and be a member of society's crew
instead of being left at the depot
and pushing the envelope
unhinged in my single-wide
waiting for a new tattoo
borderline crazy
at home with my Harley
and Naugahyde's little daisy
waiting for my ship to come in
in this case a frigging canoe
without the gumption to get off my ass
and be a member of society's crew
instead of being left at the depot
and pushing the envelope
unhinged in my single-wide
waiting for a new tattoo
#honesty
#philosophical
292 reads
2 Comments
Jester of Poe
In my Poe, again
a jester of crow
in longhand
of dark images
and crescendo
of my mariachi
chased by the Chihuahua
listening to the bird
of words to be heard
in my little bit of crazy
touched by the brass
in twilight's sass
chased by the Chihuahua
in my Poe, again
with doubloons
for my pocket
a jester of crow
in longhand
of dark images
and crescendo
of my mariachi
chased by the Chihuahua
listening to the bird
of words to be heard
in my little bit of crazy
touched by the brass
in twilight's sass
chased by the Chihuahua
in my Poe, again
with doubloons
for my pocket
#philosophical
400 reads
2 Comments
Aisle Three
I don't owe my soul to the boogeyman
or a seductress in a wild bikini
just a loner with a peekaboo mind
with a jalopy as my chariot
a shop full of books
and my cat Mr. Thingamabob
but the air is clean
and the conversations are free
if you will only try to communicate
with a ghost in aisle three
who got lost looking for Walmart
or a seductress in a wild bikini
just a loner with a peekaboo mind
with a jalopy as my chariot
a shop full of books
and my cat Mr. Thingamabob
but the air is clean
and the conversations are free
if you will only try to communicate
with a ghost in aisle three
who got lost looking for Walmart
#WritingPoetry
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Lint From My Pocket
I find it quaint and humid
scratching skeeter bites
when my pale is gussied up
in a going away suit
dead neath the Spanish moss
of the timbered oaks
and the dark's Svengali
over my bimbo as she sings
What A Friend We Have in Jesus
while picking lint from my pocket
scratching skeeter bites
when my pale is gussied up
in a going away suit
dead neath the Spanish moss
of the timbered oaks
and the dark's Svengali
over my bimbo as she sings
What A Friend We Have in Jesus
while picking lint from my pocket
#philosophical
329 reads
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Try Truth
Do you fit into society's shoes?
Are you left scratching?
Seeking attention
As the world passes you by
Playing Mumblety-peg
And opening the door
To self-centered dreams
For your pie in the sky
Have you tried the truth?
Or giving up the BS?
To be something you are not...
Perhaps give it up instead
Are you left scratching?
Seeking attention
As the world passes you by
Playing Mumblety-peg
And opening the door
To self-centered dreams
For your pie in the sky
Have you tried the truth?
Or giving up the BS?
To be something you are not...
Perhaps give it up instead
#TruthOfLife
327 reads
1 Comment
Dark's Fever
#dark
#erotic
474 reads
2 Comments
Only A Winesap
At times I see a shadow
in twilight's fallow
behind the friar's gate
with my spunky fine fellow
giving a pause
deciding my fate
in a state of my insomnia
listening to the raven's call
buts it's only a Winesap
an apple on a tree
and a ghost in a bikini
of my mind's fantasy
in twilight's fallow
behind the friar's gate
with my spunky fine fellow
giving a pause
deciding my fate
in a state of my insomnia
listening to the raven's call
buts it's only a Winesap
an apple on a tree
and a ghost in a bikini
of my mind's fantasy
#philosophical
227 reads
Ink
#erotic
470 reads
Mah Life Changed
#funny
240 reads
Beyond
#erotic
#vampires
406 reads
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Shadow After Hours
Just me and harmless picadillo's
relaxing with free memories
of my wife's Voltaire
lifting a ponderous weight
as I hear her from heaven's theater
"Cinch your corset tight
and put my shadow on
after hours at night"
relaxing with free memories
of my wife's Voltaire
lifting a ponderous weight
as I hear her from heaven's theater
"Cinch your corset tight
and put my shadow on
after hours at night"
#memories
#philosophical
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Between Quotes
My quill, naked berserker of my mind
in chaos, sending chills to my veins
posed to splatter my erotic spore
dozing between quotes
listening to the ghost of my recluse
whisper my erotic verse
in lust, fornication spawned my man
dripping semen into the earth's pan
dozing between quotes
in chaos, sending chills to my veins
posed to splatter my erotic spore
dozing between quotes
listening to the ghost of my recluse
whisper my erotic verse
in lust, fornication spawned my man
dripping semen into the earth's pan
dozing between quotes
#dark
#erotic
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