Submissions by Calamityofgin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Sep 2021 3:17am
21st Sep 2021 3:17am
The miniature mechanics of Antikythera
It was a curiously rendered thing
Touching even,
To witness it being held in a hand
Cradled
As if in an infancy
In a palm capable of collapsing around it
And crushing it
An object
Who’s delicate nature and unique charm existed somewhere
In its childhood permanence
It would never change
And forever remain
A beginning
From deep blue
And alabaster apparition
It had been taken
The bottom of sand beaches screamed for their loss
Their depths had never seen the cosmos ...
Touching even,
To witness it being held in a hand
Cradled
As if in an infancy
In a palm capable of collapsing around it
And crushing it
An object
Who’s delicate nature and unique charm existed somewhere
In its childhood permanence
It would never change
And forever remain
A beginning
From deep blue
And alabaster apparition
It had been taken
The bottom of sand beaches screamed for their loss
Their depths had never seen the cosmos ...
#historical
35 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Sep 2021 6:28am
18th Sep 2021 6:28am
Behind Bandana and Cloak
Where it holds value
Like ampoules of placebo
But sugar and water and hope
Driven in
An intoxicating swoosh
Thrust in, currents
That run down the American dream
A big brawny man with spike and hammer
Pounds determination into steel
With breathe heaving spit
Electrolytes draining from brow
Below the furrow a face the shape
Of white molten mud
Labor belts harmony with his spike
Ping
Ping
The placebo takes the rhythm of faith
Ping
Until the morning grace ....
An...
Like ampoules of placebo
But sugar and water and hope
Driven in
An intoxicating swoosh
Thrust in, currents
That run down the American dream
A big brawny man with spike and hammer
Pounds determination into steel
With breathe heaving spit
Electrolytes draining from brow
Below the furrow a face the shape
Of white molten mud
Labor belts harmony with his spike
Ping
Ping
The placebo takes the rhythm of faith
Ping
Until the morning grace ....
An...
#hope
30 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2021 5:09am
5th Sep 2021 5:09am
The Stone
I hold it
Hot hot
In my hand
My eyes shoot
In Axis Mundi
Ever opposite
It’s grounding source
However similar
It’s everlong
Time imprinted
Held snug
My eyes
To the stars
Like this diamond
Chrysalis
Of Chrystaline
Hot hot
In my hand
My eyes shoot
Im Axis Mundi
Beyond the heat
Axis of Petdition
.............,,,,,.
Hot hot
In my hand
My eyes shoot
In Axis Mundi
Ever opposite
It’s grounding source
However similar
It’s everlong
Time imprinted
Held snug
My eyes
To the stars
Like this diamond
Chrysalis
Of Chrystaline
Hot hot
In my hand
My eyes shoot
Im Axis Mundi
Beyond the heat
Axis of Petdition
.............,,,,,.
#nature
47 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Sep 2021 8:04pm
1st Sep 2021 8:04pm
Giving thought to Snow
Snow absorbs sound
Precipitated noise
Blanketing the world
White
Precipitated noise
Blanketing the world
White
#music
53 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2021 2:42am
23rd Aug 2021 2:42am
Murder Hornets
I have been feeling,
Of late ...
that the Murder Hornets have missed us by miles
And they are sure shot
Tangle with the most like daggers
Leaving an Unkindness of Ravens
Furrowed brow
(If they’d had any)
Over eyes
Narrowed in on outlines in chalk
But figments and scatter
Shadow people
Who stand and walk away
Under the cover of bold sun
It might just be okay.. ..
The newspaper green at its memory ...
Of late ...
that the Murder Hornets have missed us by miles
And they are sure shot
Tangle with the most like daggers
Leaving an Unkindness of Ravens
Furrowed brow
(If they’d had any)
Over eyes
Narrowed in on outlines in chalk
But figments and scatter
Shadow people
Who stand and walk away
Under the cover of bold sun
It might just be okay.. ..
The newspaper green at its memory ...
#hope
#fate
#fear
88 reads
11 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2021 6:01am
8th Aug 2021 6:01am
Road
To see this highway,
And a vision beyond it
Beside it .. running along like threads that hold the keep
Dirt roads that come to the middle and end
A front door open ,
And shut a thousand times and holding its secrets still..
In my rear view ,
And front.
A haze of dust collected there
My eyes are wide against rest.
A yellow line will spin out hours ahead of me before they find comfort and closure against a pillow
.And the moon and...
And a vision beyond it
Beside it .. running along like threads that hold the keep
Dirt roads that come to the middle and end
A front door open ,
And shut a thousand times and holding its secrets still..
In my rear view ,
And front.
A haze of dust collected there
My eyes are wide against rest.
A yellow line will spin out hours ahead of me before they find comfort and closure against a pillow
.And the moon and...
#travel
57 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 4:15pm
14th Jul 2021 4:15pm
King
He buried the blood in the window pane
Living an unclear existence with the restlessness of shedding skin
The flake and fall uncovering a bluish blemish
A pile building
Setting him deeper
Kept in pacing domain
The threads of shoddy carpet
Worn deeper
And nothing to do
On a Sunday afternoon
A deep urge for idle chit chat had set in
The corners of his mouth
Affixed a grimace
Refusing exposure its trespass
Should the window break ..
a heart might beat again
And peel the tape away...
Living an unclear existence with the restlessness of shedding skin
The flake and fall uncovering a bluish blemish
A pile building
Setting him deeper
Kept in pacing domain
The threads of shoddy carpet
Worn deeper
And nothing to do
On a Sunday afternoon
A deep urge for idle chit chat had set in
The corners of his mouth
Affixed a grimace
Refusing exposure its trespass
Should the window break ..
a heart might beat again
And peel the tape away...
#ghosts
69 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2021 3:04pm
6th Jul 2021 3:04pm
Fire
Eyes unto a path made of coal
Cinders beneath
Tanned bare feet
She will not turn away from the heat
Approaches the scald like nurture
Foremost will
And self defeating
But the thrill...
intense need
And readiness
For the body of stars
And deep pools for eyes
That shine a return to hers
I wish her love
I wish her a whole heart and completion by the spirit
I wish her a formidable burn that comes steady from within
And would extinguish itself
Before damaging her beauty
Cinders beneath
Tanned bare feet
She will not turn away from the heat
Approaches the scald like nurture
Foremost will
And self defeating
But the thrill...
intense need
And readiness
For the body of stars
And deep pools for eyes
That shine a return to hers
I wish her love
I wish her a whole heart and completion by the spirit
I wish her a formidable burn that comes steady from within
And would extinguish itself
Before damaging her beauty
#lust
76 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2021 4:08am
18th Jun 2021 4:08am
Girl
She walks underneath the sheen
Night fall
Night ache
And a thousand more deserts she cannot understand
Hearing
Foreign voices
Echoing off a rock
Hearing
But not seeing
A star drop
There had been a wind
It had passed over her body like petals
It had touched her so delicately
She had missed its presence
Unable to even entertain
The notion of more
Night fall
Night ache
And a thousand more deserts she cannot understand
Hearing
Foreign voices
Echoing off a rock
Hearing
But not seeing
A star drop
There had been a wind
It had passed over her body like petals
It had touched her so delicately
She had missed its presence
Unable to even entertain
The notion of more
#hope
138 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jun 2021 5:16am
6th Jun 2021 5:16am
Very human being
It has served some purpose
My human being
My strength in episodic reach
The collaborative effect
Come pheromones to nostrils
That rounds pupils
Breaking out in embrace
Skin to skin for a moment
Though it might chance souls touching
My human being alive
Being proud of her show
Being far beyond anything she once hoped to have appeared
In the other minds eye
Let alone ..
daily plans
Breakfast
The normalcy of toast and butter, jelly
And knowing exactly how we like each other's eggs...
My human being
My strength in episodic reach
The collaborative effect
Come pheromones to nostrils
That rounds pupils
Breaking out in embrace
Skin to skin for a moment
Though it might chance souls touching
My human being alive
Being proud of her show
Being far beyond anything she once hoped to have appeared
In the other minds eye
Let alone ..
daily plans
Breakfast
The normalcy of toast and butter, jelly
And knowing exactly how we like each other's eggs...
#courage
93 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th May 2021 10:08pm
12th May 2021 10:08pm
Heron
I saw a Heron today. He was flying, with fierceness. Fiercely flying. His head was tucked back into his shoulders, His wings were held in aggressive V’s. He was heading West off the lake at a 45 degree angle fast, furiously... driven by a purpose obviously large. I believed his purpose would be attainable, and hit with attack.
I have never seen a Heron with this particular character. One where I would assign it the anthropomorphic traits of a fighter pilot. I had only witnessed them, in states of calm and silence. Standing like saints, cloaked in ghostly blue, coming into my...
I have never seen a Heron with this particular character. One where I would assign it the anthropomorphic traits of a fighter pilot. I had only witnessed them, in states of calm and silence. Standing like saints, cloaked in ghostly blue, coming into my...
#faith
99 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th May 2021 4:30am
5th May 2021 4:30am
.......
My Father is in the rain
And bends the legitimate lines of my face into curve and artful thought
Stands behind both pragmatism
and delusion
With nudge or gentle hold
I pray I allow my hips his compass
My footfall to align with his
My insecurities
My fears
My wavering doubts
Plucked and given freely to open palm
The artistry in those lines
The enormity in that hand that spreads eternity into the un fathomable
I breathe there
I smile
And I breathe there
And bends the legitimate lines of my face into curve and artful thought
Stands behind both pragmatism
and delusion
With nudge or gentle hold
I pray I allow my hips his compass
My footfall to align with his
My insecurities
My fears
My wavering doubts
Plucked and given freely to open palm
The artistry in those lines
The enormity in that hand that spreads eternity into the un fathomable
I breathe there
I smile
And I breathe there
#faith
138 reads
6 Comments
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