Submissions by BlueTwain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Apr 2015 2:44am
27th Apr 2015 2:44am
Your Calladium are sprouting now...
A spring night
on the Lanai.
You dying.
Defining our sense of the light
Wondering if and where
there's an after-life
and if either of us will make it there
and what it might be like.
You'll be leaving soon.
No more you.
Me again only,
choked with emotion,
hoping to see you soon
somewhere
on some other plane,
hear your voice
and see you waving
as I pass through the gate
on the Lanai.
You dying.
Defining our sense of the light
Wondering if and where
there's an after-life
and if either of us will make it there
and what it might be like.
You'll be leaving soon.
No more you.
Me again only,
choked with emotion,
hoping to see you soon
somewhere
on some other plane,
hear your voice
and see you waving
as I pass through the gate
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2015 4:41am
23rd Apr 2015 4:41am
Next?
I'm not sure what it is.
It's a barrier of some sort.
An unseen wall between dimensions,
then a spark, a shimmer,
some kinda light,
an energy passes through.
I dunno.
There's life,
and then there isn't.
Someone you love is there
and then not.
Is there more?
Somewhere different,
Life transformed,
in ways I cannot perceive?
I've never been a structure
or formal take kinda guy,
so having FAITH
is a lil' foreign to me.
It's more like a yellow
"Do not cross' ribbon,
with no looks back.
No airport...
It's a barrier of some sort.
An unseen wall between dimensions,
then a spark, a shimmer,
some kinda light,
an energy passes through.
I dunno.
There's life,
and then there isn't.
Someone you love is there
and then not.
Is there more?
Somewhere different,
Life transformed,
in ways I cannot perceive?
I've never been a structure
or formal take kinda guy,
so having FAITH
is a lil' foreign to me.
It's more like a yellow
"Do not cross' ribbon,
with no looks back.
No airport...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2015 4:00am
22nd Apr 2015 4:00am
The Way of Life
None of us
wants to die.
Even those who take
their own lives
really only want
what we all want -
to be loved.
But die we must,
each of us,
And every time
I can see it coming
for someone dear,
I yield to the inevitable
and try to shield
the pain,
shroud the fear
and surround their Souls
with Love.
Send them on their way
Peacefully, meaningfully
towards something else
or nothing...
No way of knowing which.
Only one thing
I can control -
as their heart beats its last,
mine beats...
wants to die.
Even those who take
their own lives
really only want
what we all want -
to be loved.
But die we must,
each of us,
And every time
I can see it coming
for someone dear,
I yield to the inevitable
and try to shield
the pain,
shroud the fear
and surround their Souls
with Love.
Send them on their way
Peacefully, meaningfully
towards something else
or nothing...
No way of knowing which.
Only one thing
I can control -
as their heart beats its last,
mine beats...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Mar 2015 3:12am
31st Mar 2015 3:12am
Awakening
A rare Hummingbird hovers,
close enough for me to hear the hum
of its busy wings.
Flecks of sunset reflect
its iridescent green,
as it probes the newly bloomed
electric Pink Bougainvillea
for nectar.
Yesterday,
a husky Muscovy Mom
waddled hastily along
the edge of the road
with ten baby chicks,
literally, all in a row.
Headed for the bay,
but with a ways to go.
Hope they made it.
close enough for me to hear the hum
of its busy wings.
Flecks of sunset reflect
its iridescent green,
as it probes the newly bloomed
electric Pink Bougainvillea
for nectar.
Yesterday,
a husky Muscovy Mom
waddled hastily along
the edge of the road
with ten baby chicks,
literally, all in a row.
Headed for the bay,
but with a ways to go.
Hope they made it.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2015 4:33pm
23rd Mar 2015 4:33pm
Just Livin'
Seen a lot of people
and things
come and go.
Can't do much
about it though.
Live for today,
that's all there is.
What's past is past,
no clue to
what the future is.
We can dream, and hope,
manage some minutiae
within our scope,
as tomorrows get fewer
and memories
fill the ledger.
Projections give way
to recollection. IF
you need to go there.
Better if you don't.
Today a light rain
for my Cosmos.
Not the BIG one,
the little purple and pink type
springing from my seed bed.
And I'm...
and things
come and go.
Can't do much
about it though.
Live for today,
that's all there is.
What's past is past,
no clue to
what the future is.
We can dream, and hope,
manage some minutiae
within our scope,
as tomorrows get fewer
and memories
fill the ledger.
Projections give way
to recollection. IF
you need to go there.
Better if you don't.
Today a light rain
for my Cosmos.
Not the BIG one,
the little purple and pink type
springing from my seed bed.
And I'm...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Mar 2015 4:31am
20th Mar 2015 4:31am
Spring Haiku
March marks their return.
My apartment on the park
Is rediscovered.
Unrest in the nest!
Wings clatter in the rafters
Throwing out old sticks.
Busy spring Starling,
But his beak brings twigs too big
To fit the eave hole.
Chirping from above,
Eggshells on my windowsill,
Clues to a new brood.
My apartment on the park
Is rediscovered.
Unrest in the nest!
Wings clatter in the rafters
Throwing out old sticks.
Busy spring Starling,
But his beak brings twigs too big
To fit the eave hole.
Chirping from above,
Eggshells on my windowsill,
Clues to a new brood.
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Mar 2015 3:57pm
6th Mar 2015 3:57pm
Unheeded Needs
Cleaning out the closet
You reluctantly lent me
As I have done
Before and before.
Sorting through drawers
Of couture you cautiously bought me,
Deeming which suits are unsuitable
for the next low rent room
I'll inhabit.
Vowing to change my habits
And not love so hard,
Envelope so tightly,
Fight so righteously
or riotously.
To not neglect the specter of dreams,
To recognize them as reflections of me
When they come
and sum up their unconscious puzzles
of unheeded needs.
It seems I cease to realize if I...
You reluctantly lent me
As I have done
Before and before.
Sorting through drawers
Of couture you cautiously bought me,
Deeming which suits are unsuitable
for the next low rent room
I'll inhabit.
Vowing to change my habits
And not love so hard,
Envelope so tightly,
Fight so righteously
or riotously.
To not neglect the specter of dreams,
To recognize them as reflections of me
When they come
and sum up their unconscious puzzles
of unheeded needs.
It seems I cease to realize if I...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Mar 2015 5:50pm
4th Mar 2015 5:50pm
The Veil
Your eyes glow molten
through swirling blue cigar smoke
- glints of Seduction
As I kiss your lips,
pungent wisps stream out your nose.
I inhale deeply.
Breath to breath, I taste
strong tobacco on your tongue.
My lungs pull you in.
Enticed, excited,
I exhale a plume that came
from deep within you.
spiritus ad spiritum
through swirling blue cigar smoke
- glints of Seduction
As I kiss your lips,
pungent wisps stream out your nose.
I inhale deeply.
Breath to breath, I taste
strong tobacco on your tongue.
My lungs pull you in.
Enticed, excited,
I exhale a plume that came
from deep within you.
spiritus ad spiritum
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2015 3:00am
3rd Mar 2015 3:00am
Renewal
Warm Sun and Spring rain
my seed beds sprout tiny leaves
- miracle of life
my seed beds sprout tiny leaves
- miracle of life
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2015 1:47am
2nd Mar 2015 1:47am
Dispersed
bitter winter wind
strips the last of brittle seed
- sent flinging to Spring
strips the last of brittle seed
- sent flinging to Spring
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Feb 2015 7:47pm
28th Feb 2015 7:47pm
Eulogy for Samantha
I lost a very dear friend this week.
I’d seen her getting noticeably weak.
In her prime,
We slept together many times
Despite our uneasy alliance.
She was very skittish,
Never sure of what made me tick.
But through thin and thick,
My arms and heart
Were always open to her.
That didn’t go unnoticed.
We both knew she sought
The soothing strokes I offered
When she’d come visit me,
Approaching so cautiously,
Stepping on the foot of my bed
One aloof foot at a time,
Knowing this was her surrendering,
But wanting it...
I’d seen her getting noticeably weak.
In her prime,
We slept together many times
Despite our uneasy alliance.
She was very skittish,
Never sure of what made me tick.
But through thin and thick,
My arms and heart
Were always open to her.
That didn’t go unnoticed.
We both knew she sought
The soothing strokes I offered
When she’d come visit me,
Approaching so cautiously,
Stepping on the foot of my bed
One aloof foot at a time,
Knowing this was her surrendering,
But wanting it...
654 reads
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