Submissions by Calamityofgin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2020 5:14am
28th Nov 2020 5:14am
When seeing Red
Had I possessed
An astrologer’s poetic vagueness
Along with a mind bent
Like the cripple of Saints
A slow cautionary peace
Dubious to react
When prodded and poked
By eyes direct
And boasting a manly strength
Had I possessed this
And had not preferred the sound
Of crack a bone whip and snap
The cold breaking sound
Of meaty
And violent reckoning
With those who concerned me
With a complacent idiocy
And question piled upon question
Some fragile corroded brick
So brittle I might...
An astrologer’s poetic vagueness
Along with a mind bent
Like the cripple of Saints
A slow cautionary peace
Dubious to react
When prodded and poked
By eyes direct
And boasting a manly strength
Had I possessed this
And had not preferred the sound
Of crack a bone whip and snap
The cold breaking sound
Of meaty
And violent reckoning
With those who concerned me
With a complacent idiocy
And question piled upon question
Some fragile corroded brick
So brittle I might...
#anger
500 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Nov 2020 8:50pm
26th Nov 2020 8:50pm
Cross Windows
As the snow pretended to float upwards
Danced weightlessly to music
Unheard
Caught the light in blues and violets
And the occasional
Precious
Flash of red like dawn
Then landed on the window ledges
Of homes that looked
An awful like love
And walked quietly into oblivion
Only a gentle sequence of cold beauty
Into nothingness
And beyond the damp
And insignificant lingering
Across the loving sill
A woman at a table sat
With nothing in her lap
But memories of laughter
And youthful...
Danced weightlessly to music
Unheard
Caught the light in blues and violets
And the occasional
Precious
Flash of red like dawn
Then landed on the window ledges
Of homes that looked
An awful like love
And walked quietly into oblivion
Only a gentle sequence of cold beauty
Into nothingness
And beyond the damp
And insignificant lingering
Across the loving sill
A woman at a table sat
With nothing in her lap
But memories of laughter
And youthful...
#childhood
372 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Nov 2020 11:02pm
20th Nov 2020 11:02pm
The Swing
My face in histrionics
Then bourboned to
Applesauce
A soft veiling
Of screwed
And an insufficient reach
To grip the railing
A catastrophic climb
To my depths
And I pour.....
Another night
Laced by stars
And swat team tactics
He had gaslighted my dimensions
I was scattered
And covered the ground
Little shiny pebbles
Poking bare feet ...
That night I tossed and turned
Under the covers of my smile
My eyes sunk
Closed and creases
Nostalgia played the...
Then bourboned to
Applesauce
A soft veiling
Of screwed
And an insufficient reach
To grip the railing
A catastrophic climb
To my depths
And I pour.....
Another night
Laced by stars
And swat team tactics
He had gaslighted my dimensions
I was scattered
And covered the ground
Little shiny pebbles
Poking bare feet ...
That night I tossed and turned
Under the covers of my smile
My eyes sunk
Closed and creases
Nostalgia played the...
#SelfReflection
856 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Nov 2020 3:22pm
16th Nov 2020 3:22pm
Tsk tsk
If I cared to keep a microscopic edge to my thoughts, I mean like....
Razor sharp and
Finely tuned
I mean like ...
jazz high hat
Tsk tsk tsk
Syncopated
I would only dream of you then...
and see like..
The slight slack of your jaw
And a..
Total lack of empathy in your eyes
That would drown me
In un-untterances
(You had seriously denied me my prize)
For my faithful
Tsk tsk
But when I...
Dip my thoughts through
Muddy waters of reflection
(Oh it can ripple the...
Razor sharp and
Finely tuned
I mean like ...
jazz high hat
Tsk tsk tsk
Syncopated
I would only dream of you then...
and see like..
The slight slack of your jaw
And a..
Total lack of empathy in your eyes
That would drown me
In un-untterances
(You had seriously denied me my prize)
For my faithful
Tsk tsk
But when I...
Dip my thoughts through
Muddy waters of reflection
(Oh it can ripple the...
#anxiety
406 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2020 2:05pm
15th Nov 2020 2:05pm
In a Bucket
What have I brought ..?
Havoc
Love...
carried in a bucket
Cancered by holes
And spilled along my path
Squeaky handle
Rusted parts
My shoulders shirking my burden
And the responsibility
With stars in my eyes I had asked:
Where should we go to dinner?
Do you like my dress?
What color are my eyes...
right this very second?
Would you get a load of me and this fucking twinkle!
It was so bright he could not stand the view.
Along the path:
A scenic overlook
Down below it...
Havoc
Love...
carried in a bucket
Cancered by holes
And spilled along my path
Squeaky handle
Rusted parts
My shoulders shirking my burden
And the responsibility
With stars in my eyes I had asked:
Where should we go to dinner?
Do you like my dress?
What color are my eyes...
right this very second?
Would you get a load of me and this fucking twinkle!
It was so bright he could not stand the view.
Along the path:
A scenic overlook
Down below it...
#lover
564 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Nov 2020 4:19am
12th Nov 2020 4:19am
Healing
Heal viz
#healing
625 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Nov 2020 10:01pm
7th Nov 2020 10:01pm
Christina’s World
My life...
my legs they have kept far away from me
From the loft
From the rafters
In the night come rumbling
The pans had fallen from the shelves
In the growing distance
My home
In the growing distance
It has spread before me
And no longer reaches the gingham
The hem and floral petals
Shiver in the wind
Something grows in the space
From here to there..
an emptiness
And yet it grows
My smile haunts my forehead
It creases and is spittled with heat
My smile...
my legs they have kept far away from me
From the loft
From the rafters
In the night come rumbling
The pans had fallen from the shelves
In the growing distance
My home
In the growing distance
It has spread before me
And no longer reaches the gingham
The hem and floral petals
Shiver in the wind
Something grows in the space
From here to there..
an emptiness
And yet it grows
My smile haunts my forehead
It creases and is spittled with heat
My smile...
#art
659 reads
19 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Nov 2020 4:49pm
7th Nov 2020 4:49pm
3030
There is a light on..
if it is a lamp
I decrease by lessening shades of ever night
If it is a being,
I retreat
From vapor sting
Of foul breaths to eyes
My camouflage none
But naked self and instinct
And into the deep holes
And crevasse
Of a land rich
With nothing sovereign
It’s only King
Cruelty and self
My pallor is shot
This atmosphere has left thick residue
(Ash and grey)
I have morphed into a refugee
I wear the cloak of ruggedness
I own the heart of fear ...
if it is a lamp
I decrease by lessening shades of ever night
If it is a being,
I retreat
From vapor sting
Of foul breaths to eyes
My camouflage none
But naked self and instinct
And into the deep holes
And crevasse
Of a land rich
With nothing sovereign
It’s only King
Cruelty and self
My pallor is shot
This atmosphere has left thick residue
(Ash and grey)
I have morphed into a refugee
I wear the cloak of ruggedness
I own the heart of fear ...
#scifi
450 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2020 1:46am
2nd Nov 2020 1:46am
The romance of dust and music
He had in his hand ..
A violin
A violin
In his long hand
In his long hand
Trembling
The dress she wore
Nonexistent
It fell away like dust
And exposed a body
Of only skin
Of only skin
And her hips the lines
of a cello
of a cello
played
In the rain
Wet and deep
And cavernous
He held in his long hand
A violin
And she
And she
And she... ... ... ..
In the rain
Deep and cavernous
And wet
And he
And...
A violin
A violin
In his long hand
In his long hand
Trembling
The dress she wore
Nonexistent
It fell away like dust
And exposed a body
Of only skin
Of only skin
And her hips the lines
of a cello
of a cello
played
In the rain
Wet and deep
And cavernous
He held in his long hand
A violin
And she
And she
And she... ... ... ..
In the rain
Deep and cavernous
And wet
And he
And...
#lust
641 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Oct 2020 4:25pm
30th Oct 2020 4:25pm
Candy
I could spit across the moon’s long axis
I could holler into the stars that they are stale ..
that the bowels of hell are my window to their view
I could do all of this,
Without you
But keep in myself
A promise
Like the lamb screaming
There is a lion
And he approaches to shred me
And eat me
And deliver me onto the field
Some meadow of gold and rebirth
Where harvest holds my future
And the stale stars will shine again
I can’t complain
I choose
I breathe because I am ready to ...
I could holler into the stars that they are stale ..
that the bowels of hell are my window to their view
I could do all of this,
Without you
But keep in myself
A promise
Like the lamb screaming
There is a lion
And he approaches to shred me
And eat me
And deliver me onto the field
Some meadow of gold and rebirth
Where harvest holds my future
And the stale stars will shine again
I can’t complain
I choose
I breathe because I am ready to ...
#LifeStruggles
699 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Oct 2020 9:05pm
28th Oct 2020 9:05pm
Torrent-bed
I seek him in a torrent-bed
I seek him in the divine waters of unconstitutional purpose
I have no doubt
My mind will ease there
And that my thoughts will trickle through
And down into
Between nothing and faith
Somewhere in between I am sure of it
My hand grips blasphemy like a crow
How cunning
This cry out from my reaches
From out of the very depths of me
It shudders up and begs
It wants to burst from me
And caw
And scream
And turn my brows to arches
My face angular with passion ...
I seek him in the divine waters of unconstitutional purpose
I have no doubt
My mind will ease there
And that my thoughts will trickle through
And down into
Between nothing and faith
Somewhere in between I am sure of it
My hand grips blasphemy like a crow
How cunning
This cry out from my reaches
From out of the very depths of me
It shudders up and begs
It wants to burst from me
And caw
And scream
And turn my brows to arches
My face angular with passion ...
#faith
459 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Oct 2020 4:12pm
28th Oct 2020 4:12pm
My Rocking Chair
It is empty in this chair
As I sit and lean back into a space
I am destined to fall into
Arms wide
A look of shock dropping my chin
Into a chest you once crossed with your fingertips
In such a way
My nipples formed perfect candied peaks
The thought of your mouth there,
Sets me to rocking
Oblivion awaits to swoop me up...
Cold hard facts
And points like diamonds
The sky once scattered in them
And they shone in my eyes so
They scorched
And blinded
“Why do you wear that...
As I sit and lean back into a space
I am destined to fall into
Arms wide
A look of shock dropping my chin
Into a chest you once crossed with your fingertips
In such a way
My nipples formed perfect candied peaks
The thought of your mouth there,
Sets me to rocking
Oblivion awaits to swoop me up...
Cold hard facts
And points like diamonds
The sky once scattered in them
And they shone in my eyes so
They scorched
And blinded
“Why do you wear that...
#AiOgwaga
466 reads
3 Comments
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