Submissions by BWBijon (Bijon Quail)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
BWBijon means, blues and whites.... and my name is re-spelled into a different word. Bjorn = Bijon . Like Dijon mustard, but with a "B." Cause "Bjorn" is tough to say..
STORY POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 00:49am
16th Jan 2016 00:49am
The Red - Orange sun, does not burn the holy white snow.....
The Red, Orange Sun -of Dixie, burns bright
yet the icy white snow underneath it stays, shimmering white
and crisp and holy
despite the heat
the snow and sun exist together
and there is no defeat
The Red - Orange Dixie Sun burns bright and pure
and the snow represents the perfect state, society, and county
and exists elegantly, like fine couture
magically, without melting
nor fading away
white snow thrives in the Dixie heat
forever, 'till the end of days
WHITE SNOW CAN'T MELT ...
yet the icy white snow underneath it stays, shimmering white
and crisp and holy
despite the heat
the snow and sun exist together
and there is no defeat
The Red - Orange Dixie Sun burns bright and pure
and the snow represents the perfect state, society, and county
and exists elegantly, like fine couture
magically, without melting
nor fading away
white snow thrives in the Dixie heat
forever, 'till the end of days
WHITE SNOW CAN'T MELT ...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2016 4:24am
13th Jan 2016 4:24am
'The Great Snow Owl' is with 'The Great Odin.'
The Great Snow Owl looked down,
at the city,and said "what a pity."
"My positivity is from a holy religious source,
not a cheap, fake, weak, invented force "
"I fly under Odin and Goddess,
not under your man made books,
preaching skullduggerous teachings
leading to your fat, clumsy looks."
You have tricky traits, and cheap materials make your city,
I have no pity, for your city, nor your calamity
I am the Snow Owl, from Odin, and the Hierarchy
I KNOW THE WISE,
LIKE THE PROUD,WISE,SNOW OWL...
at the city,and said "what a pity."
"My positivity is from a holy religious source,
not a cheap, fake, weak, invented force "
"I fly under Odin and Goddess,
not under your man made books,
preaching skullduggerous teachings
leading to your fat, clumsy looks."
You have tricky traits, and cheap materials make your city,
I have no pity, for your city, nor your calamity
I am the Snow Owl, from Odin, and the Hierarchy
I KNOW THE WISE,
LIKE THE PROUD,WISE,SNOW OWL...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2016 3:07am
2nd Jan 2016 3:07am
The 'Flying Bird' drops 'Snake' to it's Death.
"The Golden Hawk-Bird
Soars Heavens
Sings Gods' Words
Grace is the Holy Hawk-Bird"
...the snake is dirty and evil
the holy hawk-bird snatches it, like a weasel
the snake is too dirty for a gold beak to touch
so the hawk-bird,
snatches it,in his clutch
...And flies it up above, to drop it, you hear a 'THUD'
the snake is broken on the ground, bleeding evil blood
"Holy-Hawk Bird, Sing God's Words, his Grip is his Sword."
...the cockroach is dirty and evil too
to allow him to wander free, would take a...
Soars Heavens
Sings Gods' Words
Grace is the Holy Hawk-Bird"
...the snake is dirty and evil
the holy hawk-bird snatches it, like a weasel
the snake is too dirty for a gold beak to touch
so the hawk-bird,
snatches it,in his clutch
...And flies it up above, to drop it, you hear a 'THUD'
the snake is broken on the ground, bleeding evil blood
"Holy-Hawk Bird, Sing God's Words, his Grip is his Sword."
...the cockroach is dirty and evil too
to allow him to wander free, would take a...
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Dec 2015 10:34pm
19th Dec 2015 10:34pm
The angry Cadillac of the sky....
THE LONE STAR - IS THE SOLE STAR
LIKE A CADILLAC - SPINNING ON THE TAR
Even though I am the Lone Star
I am the proud star, high in the sky afar
Yet even though I am in the sky herself,
I am versus God himself
I defy all, God, my lit brothers
the world, the seasons,
from winter until summer
I am the anti-god, the anti-man,
the star ,that is, in the sky, like a red rebel, man
I hate the devil down below
I hate the sunshine and the snow
I watch as people rise and fall
I am in the sky, mistake-free, proud, red,...
LIKE A CADILLAC - SPINNING ON THE TAR
Even though I am the Lone Star
I am the proud star, high in the sky afar
Yet even though I am in the sky herself,
I am versus God himself
I defy all, God, my lit brothers
the world, the seasons,
from winter until summer
I am the anti-god, the anti-man,
the star ,that is, in the sky, like a red rebel, man
I hate the devil down below
I hate the sunshine and the snow
I watch as people rise and fall
I am in the sky, mistake-free, proud, red,...
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2015 00:21am
2nd Dec 2015 00:21am
Down with thy fake, Up with thy nature
I am the white wolf
from paw to tooth
no man-made, false tin
I am the fight that always wins
THE WOLF IS THE TRUTH
CHEAP PROGRESS GET'S A COUP
Why Am I immortal in the forest ?
'cause I kill and chew the immoral
no techniques, nor schemes, nor literature
only a natural god in the sky
pure is the cure
THE WOLF IS THE TRUTH
FOREVER, TILL THE POINT OF A COUP
no skulduggery here
my skull is with God upstairs
no trickery, only hunt, and work
human kind does not know this
they always have something afoot
...
from paw to tooth
no man-made, false tin
I am the fight that always wins
THE WOLF IS THE TRUTH
CHEAP PROGRESS GET'S A COUP
Why Am I immortal in the forest ?
'cause I kill and chew the immoral
no techniques, nor schemes, nor literature
only a natural god in the sky
pure is the cure
THE WOLF IS THE TRUTH
FOREVER, TILL THE POINT OF A COUP
no skulduggery here
my skull is with God upstairs
no trickery, only hunt, and work
human kind does not know this
they always have something afoot
...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2015 1:02am
23rd Nov 2015 1:02am
The Last of the Super White
I am a Great White Shark, bothering no one
and you choose to hunt and attack me......
I am a White Mantis, clawing at the leaves like a punch bag
and you challenged me........
I am Super White
playing like a white gibbon, and then later, pencilling like a sophisticated artist
and you mocked and distracted me
Wonder why you are six feet under me ?
as I sing like a Bumblebee
Wonder why I control my land ?
as I live forever like a vampire-man
Mind of a poet
Moves of a Dancer
Talk like a Lancer
I am me, in my...
and you choose to hunt and attack me......
I am a White Mantis, clawing at the leaves like a punch bag
and you challenged me........
I am Super White
playing like a white gibbon, and then later, pencilling like a sophisticated artist
and you mocked and distracted me
Wonder why you are six feet under me ?
as I sing like a Bumblebee
Wonder why I control my land ?
as I live forever like a vampire-man
Mind of a poet
Moves of a Dancer
Talk like a Lancer
I am me, in my...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Nov 2015 4:30am
13th Nov 2015 4:30am
The Rooster is a Booster.....of spirit !
"The Bantam is a Preacher
The Rooster is a Teacher
The Chicken-Hawk is a pure Fighting-Feature."
the Bantam is singing religion and philosophy
the Rooster is teaching Socrates
the excited Chicken-Hawk, he 'floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee.'
The Birds go to church
The Birds go to school
The Birds fight like a kicking Mule
The Bird family is more than you think
The Bird family is Gold, not stink
The Birds are fighters
The Birds are not scared
They are fair, with no fear
They care, with composure...
The Rooster is a Teacher
The Chicken-Hawk is a pure Fighting-Feature."
the Bantam is singing religion and philosophy
the Rooster is teaching Socrates
the excited Chicken-Hawk, he 'floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee.'
The Birds go to church
The Birds go to school
The Birds fight like a kicking Mule
The Bird family is more than you think
The Bird family is Gold, not stink
The Birds are fighters
The Birds are not scared
They are fair, with no fear
They care, with composure...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st Oct 2015 1:13am
31st Oct 2015 1:13am
A Fawn-A Stag,A Crown-A Lad.
The Deer begins a restless fawn
The potential to become a fearless champion
Ironic that the stag
has weakness, when young
and then strength, when full grown
like a flower, turning into a Ram with swag
You see the Antlers guard
like a weapon given from God
yet behind the guard
is a gentile, like a Dove in your yard
THE STAG HAS HEART
CAUSE HE REMEMBERS HIS START
FIGHTS LIKE IT IS AN ART
like when he was a fawn
yet, now with Horns, like a champion
a sensitive fighter
that guards his heart
never seen a...
The potential to become a fearless champion
Ironic that the stag
has weakness, when young
and then strength, when full grown
like a flower, turning into a Ram with swag
You see the Antlers guard
like a weapon given from God
yet behind the guard
is a gentile, like a Dove in your yard
THE STAG HAS HEART
CAUSE HE REMEMBERS HIS START
FIGHTS LIKE IT IS AN ART
like when he was a fawn
yet, now with Horns, like a champion
a sensitive fighter
that guards his heart
never seen a...
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STORY POEM
Published
27th Oct 2015 2:23am
27th Oct 2015 2:23am
The Coyote is Holy
THE COP IS A TRICKSTER
THE BOOK IS SINISTER
ONLY the COYOTE shall be TITLED -MISTER.
you can't trust the cult of the cops
you can't trust the ink of the bookshops
only the wild dog
can think like God
Step to the beat of a different drummer ?
and the union will make you suffer
want a free mind to think ?
and you will be attacked by the books' ink
you want to be the one an only ?
then hustle like a wild coyote
NO MORE BLUE
NO MORE WEAK HUE, of ink
MR. COYOTE is the TRUE YOU........
LIKE A FIGHTER...
THE BOOK IS SINISTER
ONLY the COYOTE shall be TITLED -MISTER.
you can't trust the cult of the cops
you can't trust the ink of the bookshops
only the wild dog
can think like God
Step to the beat of a different drummer ?
and the union will make you suffer
want a free mind to think ?
and you will be attacked by the books' ink
you want to be the one an only ?
then hustle like a wild coyote
NO MORE BLUE
NO MORE WEAK HUE, of ink
MR. COYOTE is the TRUE YOU........
LIKE A FIGHTER...
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STORY POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 11:33pm
23rd Oct 2015 11:33pm
THE SAND IS GOLD, not dirt......
the artificial offices say
I am from the poor streets
walking on poor bird feet
I say I am rich and golden
from the gold highway
along the gold river
running blue and crisp
I fly high, and never shiver
I fly high in the sky
like a bird
where there is no weakness
cities and towns under me
are a man made meekness
only god knows 'How.'
THE WILD IS NEVER THE PROBLEM
ONLY IN THE SKY LIES STARDOM
NO PARDON
persons are like fish in a can
only god can lead a kingdom
from up above, did you know?
God...
I am from the poor streets
walking on poor bird feet
I say I am rich and golden
from the gold highway
along the gold river
running blue and crisp
I fly high, and never shiver
I fly high in the sky
like a bird
where there is no weakness
cities and towns under me
are a man made meekness
only god knows 'How.'
THE WILD IS NEVER THE PROBLEM
ONLY IN THE SKY LIES STARDOM
NO PARDON
persons are like fish in a can
only god can lead a kingdom
from up above, did you know?
God...
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