Submissions by Calamityofgin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Owl
Temperate sympathies
That do not cross
On mild
well wishing winds
My mind ...
Thoughts drape
Like a sky
Crossed by indifference
Slow cumulonimbus drifting
Obscure references
That part
You and me
You see...
What matters to me now
Is not what mattered to me then
Like the owl
Who shattered his beak
Trying
Then with slow turning of his head...
Spies his meal
And cannot eat
To seek
Broken and in need
To find what might nourish you ...
That do not cross
On mild
well wishing winds
My mind ...
Thoughts drape
Like a sky
Crossed by indifference
Slow cumulonimbus drifting
Obscure references
That part
You and me
You see...
What matters to me now
Is not what mattered to me then
Like the owl
Who shattered his beak
Trying
Then with slow turning of his head...
Spies his meal
And cannot eat
To seek
Broken and in need
To find what might nourish you ...
#nature
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The spider
I am ran roughshod
Like the itsy bitsy spider
Trying to attach with purposeful mouth
Open to spout
Tried claw and string
But to the way
Down
Seek pockets of air
Seek dry spots
And shiny faces
That seem to glow knowing
I shrink in awe
And admiration
To sew pleasure
Of any fine kind
And thread a weave of solid wisdom
That holds against another’s struggle
My...
Like the itsy bitsy spider
Trying to attach with purposeful mouth
Open to spout
Tried claw and string
But to the way
Down
Seek pockets of air
Seek dry spots
And shiny faces
That seem to glow knowing
I shrink in awe
And admiration
To sew pleasure
Of any fine kind
And thread a weave of solid wisdom
That holds against another’s struggle
My...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
349 reads
8 Comments
I am
Viz3
#SelfDiscovery
698 reads
20 Comments
On walls of some homes
I had cried out for home
In the midst of all out wreckage
An onslaught of bad days
Bad people
Bad things to do
To good people
To feed a bad habit
There lay my bad seed soul on the filthy carpet
I had rolled on it
I had taken a nap on it
And the polyester fibers
Had attached themselves to my brain
The pseudo soft mesh of red dirty
twisted into grey matter
And I cried out for home
God I believe
And no words for him
Aside...
In the midst of all out wreckage
An onslaught of bad days
Bad people
Bad things to do
To good people
To feed a bad habit
There lay my bad seed soul on the filthy carpet
I had rolled on it
I had taken a nap on it
And the polyester fibers
Had attached themselves to my brain
The pseudo soft mesh of red dirty
twisted into grey matter
And I cried out for home
God I believe
And no words for him
Aside...
#God
#prison
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8 Comments
Tread
You pace
Ubiquitous loitering
Like beggars hands holding a sign
Invading my cool condition
Like the denim
I’m worn and wearing
A white cotton T shirt and sly smile
I see
Black boots In the center of my floor
Tossed carelessly
Soft whispers that want to rub
Pleading eyes that would lay me down
Lay me down
Until panties find a place to hook themselves
Eager finger
Or corner of the chair
I really do not care
The getting there would be triage
To one part desire ...
Ubiquitous loitering
Like beggars hands holding a sign
Invading my cool condition
Like the denim
I’m worn and wearing
A white cotton T shirt and sly smile
I see
Black boots In the center of my floor
Tossed carelessly
Soft whispers that want to rub
Pleading eyes that would lay me down
Lay me down
Until panties find a place to hook themselves
Eager finger
Or corner of the chair
I really do not care
The getting there would be triage
To one part desire ...
#sex
#LongDistanceRelationship
640 reads
4 Comments
To sleep
Scar tissue like finger trails
Placed roughly at times
The self induced wounds weave
Round and pink like threads of a worn down quilt
and at times it does not cover my feet
My body shakes off the cold
My head eases into pillows of thought
Calm placed angel faced considerations
And arching white bones cradle my heart
Rocking its pump and burn
To lull my scream
And cause my hoods to flutter
Until they are down
And pose on my cheeks like Monarchs
Orange and black fragile illusions
That become my gatekeepers ...
Placed roughly at times
The self induced wounds weave
Round and pink like threads of a worn down quilt
and at times it does not cover my feet
My body shakes off the cold
My head eases into pillows of thought
Calm placed angel faced considerations
And arching white bones cradle my heart
Rocking its pump and burn
To lull my scream
And cause my hoods to flutter
Until they are down
And pose on my cheeks like Monarchs
Orange and black fragile illusions
That become my gatekeepers ...
#SelfDiscovery
476 reads
13 Comments
Moon
In moments when the long night
Recoils from even the moonlight
Stars and their whispering intentions
Time and its travel slowly
To the fields
And their reach
To draw to the beaches
Harsh pounding wave
And sudden crash
Climactic breach
Of security and sinking feet
We try and clang the bell
Announce the fall
To all who might dwell in that place
Distanced from the longing
By loneliness and crippling complacency
Like shadows of our youth
And the days we grinned the future
Wearing...
Recoils from even the moonlight
Stars and their whispering intentions
Time and its travel slowly
To the fields
And their reach
To draw to the beaches
Harsh pounding wave
And sudden crash
Climactic breach
Of security and sinking feet
We try and clang the bell
Announce the fall
To all who might dwell in that place
Distanced from the longing
By loneliness and crippling complacency
Like shadows of our youth
And the days we grinned the future
Wearing...
#heartbroken
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10 Comments
Shown
I decrease in this winter worship of you
Nights of dark wine
Stain my lip
You had left your blood on my tongue
I tasted it
And had thought to drink more
My desire beyond the fruit
In the iron
A skin like
Delicacy
The nature of my ways
Taken and broken
The virgin burst
Dripped to white sheets
And was counted
I would like to feel like white again
Would dwell in that cerebral cloud
For an eternity
Would walk
Bare foot placed with serene forward
Calm
The grace...
Nights of dark wine
Stain my lip
You had left your blood on my tongue
I tasted it
And had thought to drink more
My desire beyond the fruit
In the iron
A skin like
Delicacy
The nature of my ways
Taken and broken
The virgin burst
Dripped to white sheets
And was counted
I would like to feel like white again
Would dwell in that cerebral cloud
For an eternity
Would walk
Bare foot placed with serene forward
Calm
The grace...
#relationships
481 reads
4 Comments
Slipping knot poetry
Un careful placed tongues
Slipping knot poetry
To be sure
To swing
And unable to hit
Like a falling dream
A dream where you fall
Brace for it..
But you wake in the middle
The bottom
It stays in the distance
No bottom of it
Of words
Sliding out from under you
Slipping from desperate grasp
White knuckles curl the syllables
The meaning of them
Clenched in its palm
Full of the...
Slipping knot poetry
To be sure
To swing
And unable to hit
Like a falling dream
A dream where you fall
Brace for it..
But you wake in the middle
The bottom
It stays in the distance
No bottom of it
Of words
Sliding out from under you
Slipping from desperate grasp
White knuckles curl the syllables
The meaning of them
Clenched in its palm
Full of the...
#sex
#LifeAsAWriter
575 reads
6 Comments
Progenitors Wake
The drip
And delicacy of my eye
You imagine
It holds pity
You imagine
It holds your favor
And that I intuitively reach
For your nerve
Some nerve
In all my resolve
A posture built of stone
And the stalwart mortar
Experience
My wisdom sticky with it
Even against the Great Wall
You helped lay
From cornerstone
To turret and my stare from it
Even against this
You blow
Silly fragile fragments
You expect
To crumble tumble down
And...
And delicacy of my eye
You imagine
It holds pity
You imagine
It holds your favor
And that I intuitively reach
For your nerve
Some nerve
In all my resolve
A posture built of stone
And the stalwart mortar
Experience
My wisdom sticky with it
Even against the Great Wall
You helped lay
From cornerstone
To turret and my stare from it
Even against this
You blow
Silly fragile fragments
You expect
To crumble tumble down
And...
#father
652 reads
14 Comments
Morality
V 2
#morality
655 reads
10 Comments
The dragon lady
What endeavor
To fallen the silkened robe
And gently
She curls and shifts
To the floor
Lies a soft red mass
The tasseled wild
And wants to be pulled
Belted around modesty
And rounded hues
Peaches and pinks
And blue stare penetrates
An awakened and vulnerable state
No wallow
Or crippled virtue
But willingness
Joins red satiny melt
Again to the floor
Again to the floor
Submission grants
A posture
Bend and...
To fallen the silkened robe
And gently
She curls and shifts
To the floor
Lies a soft red mass
The tasseled wild
And wants to be pulled
Belted around modesty
And rounded hues
Peaches and pinks
And blue stare penetrates
An awakened and vulnerable state
No wallow
Or crippled virtue
But willingness
Joins red satiny melt
Again to the floor
Again to the floor
Submission grants
A posture
Bend and...
#sex
551 reads
10 Comments
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