Submissions by Calamityofgin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
9th Jun 2020 5:11pm
9th Jun 2020 5:11pm
Jelly
We had kept discord
In mason jars
Wrenched the spiral tightly
With ape fisted dexterity
And nodded politely as we placed them on the shelf
The tippy toe effort
To reach them again
Enough to keep them dusty
And in this kitchen
With all the tasks to do
Mindless chatter here
A hungry man there
They go unnoticed
Until another is closed
And placed beside its brother
Swirling discontent and sloshing sound
In the others
No longer clear
And the breaking down ...
In mason jars
Wrenched the spiral tightly
With ape fisted dexterity
And nodded politely as we placed them on the shelf
The tippy toe effort
To reach them again
Enough to keep them dusty
And in this kitchen
With all the tasks to do
Mindless chatter here
A hungry man there
They go unnoticed
Until another is closed
And placed beside its brother
Swirling discontent and sloshing sound
In the others
No longer clear
And the breaking down ...
#breakup
#faith
627 reads
22 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jun 2020 3:58pm
5th Jun 2020 3:58pm
Today
The miracle of it
Its subtle influences
On my ways
My woman and ways
My hip
She dips a little deeper
Sways when I walk
And I hum along with her
Reach to a sensual world
Full of melt
Full of potential heartache
But the good good kind
Like bees making honey
And I ooze into my day
Like emerging into a hot bath
Like walking hot rocks down
into a cool lake
My arms bared to stroke it
To submerge into its depths
And climb its piney knees to the bottom
I am not...
Its subtle influences
On my ways
My woman and ways
My hip
She dips a little deeper
Sways when I walk
And I hum along with her
Reach to a sensual world
Full of melt
Full of potential heartache
But the good good kind
Like bees making honey
And I ooze into my day
Like emerging into a hot bath
Like walking hot rocks down
into a cool lake
My arms bared to stroke it
To submerge into its depths
And climb its piney knees to the bottom
I am not...
#faith
#spiritual
442 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jun 2020 2:48pm
4th Jun 2020 2:48pm
Smugglers Cove
The aquifer a trust
Steep into cerulean pigeon toed
Footprint
Like silken shimmered
Electric blue
Vibrant hope
And see clearly
Right down to the bottom of it
Distant from
The billabong days
Black
And their depths still
Shadows of musty stale
A face seen
In time elapsed
Shutter quick
Capture
She is smiling
She is whole here
In this smugglers cove
Steep into cerulean pigeon toed
Footprint
Like silken shimmered
Electric blue
Vibrant hope
And see clearly
Right down to the bottom of it
Distant from
The billabong days
Black
And their depths still
Shadows of musty stale
A face seen
In time elapsed
Shutter quick
Capture
She is smiling
She is whole here
In this smugglers cove
#hope
#nature
411 reads
9 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2020 11:49am
2nd Jun 2020 11:49am
The Heron
It’s as if these hills hold a second sight
The sycamores when still and silent
Ghostly white and they weep for the empty rookery
The heron
Just as pale and blue
Stand an apparition on the banks
Lonely for the colony and its need
He is smoke to my water
The current moves me through his gaze
Holds me there through the bend
And then I drift beyond it
He remains
like my history
And its fog of memory
To keep the edge
To eye the flow
Dig capable whistled leg
Into pale hues of...
The sycamores when still and silent
Ghostly white and they weep for the empty rookery
The heron
Just as pale and blue
Stand an apparition on the banks
Lonely for the colony and its need
He is smoke to my water
The current moves me through his gaze
Holds me there through the bend
And then I drift beyond it
He remains
like my history
And its fog of memory
To keep the edge
To eye the flow
Dig capable whistled leg
Into pale hues of...
#nature
449 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th May 2020 2:25am
30th May 2020 2:25am
The Charmers of Hupomeno
Mankind and his ambition
Might have thought
To take slowly from the pile
But he seems to heave and throw
Eager to watch it burn
Eyeing the cinder
The ember his eye
Puff and pride swelling his chest
What destruction
And brought tempest
The storm placed
And mankind grins
Believing it echoed a rain dance
Barking snake oil
To crowds huddled
Shaking hands
To chuck the bottle
They lick their lips of its placebo
And stoke the fire
With sticks of ivory
Boned...
Might have thought
To take slowly from the pile
But he seems to heave and throw
Eager to watch it burn
Eyeing the cinder
The ember his eye
Puff and pride swelling his chest
What destruction
And brought tempest
The storm placed
And mankind grins
Believing it echoed a rain dance
Barking snake oil
To crowds huddled
Shaking hands
To chuck the bottle
They lick their lips of its placebo
And stoke the fire
With sticks of ivory
Boned...
#greed
503 reads
20 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2020 4:13pm
28th May 2020 4:13pm
Risk
Visual❤️
#risk
595 reads
15 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2020 2:38am
28th May 2020 2:38am
van Gogh
Of the stars and nights
Circling into
Yellow and circular more
Twist roll out to blues
That twist the black hope
And steeple
Of the people
That would shudder to think
He walked among them
And would dream this
And see it into stroke
Deliver the back break
And gold fields
Of wheat
To the edging black wings
They edge the pickers
They weigh their burden
And carry into
Sudden night
To see a man
As he sees himself
And cannot hear
the left of himself
Or see...
Circling into
Yellow and circular more
Twist roll out to blues
That twist the black hope
And steeple
Of the people
That would shudder to think
He walked among them
And would dream this
And see it into stroke
Deliver the back break
And gold fields
Of wheat
To the edging black wings
They edge the pickers
They weigh their burden
And carry into
Sudden night
To see a man
As he sees himself
And cannot hear
the left of himself
Or see...
#art
563 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th May 2020 10:19pm
27th May 2020 10:19pm
Still life of a roadside attraction
I have tired eyes
For behind me sleeps the dying
They would punish me
If I’d let them
They are capable
And the withering of their bodies
The curling in their fingers
Are mine
Fringed hoods droop
Obscuring the future
Wide
It is vast and blank
Not empty
But alive in its gesso white
Brilliant and blinking
Blue highways
Turned canvas to take me
And be
Just be
Breathe ....
What I exhale meets the next moment
As cars scream by ...
For behind me sleeps the dying
They would punish me
If I’d let them
They are capable
And the withering of their bodies
The curling in their fingers
Are mine
Fringed hoods droop
Obscuring the future
Wide
It is vast and blank
Not empty
But alive in its gesso white
Brilliant and blinking
Blue highways
Turned canvas to take me
And be
Just be
Breathe ....
What I exhale meets the next moment
As cars scream by ...
#family
#LifeChangingMoment
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12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th May 2020 5:51pm
25th May 2020 5:51pm
Sugared, potassium
At times I’m purely shocked by the living
And then
Beats
And I believe life
Might be
A world within
A sociopaths dreamscape
If and when they dream
If and when their ground exists beyond
The next footfall
Steps fall
They thud their big black boots
And pound my paranoia
My march of heart
But do I feel
Deeply
At all
Too much?
It could all be this
And ....
Then again
My sugar might be low
Or
I should eat a banana
(As a powdered jelly filled...
And then
Beats
And I believe life
Might be
A world within
A sociopaths dreamscape
If and when they dream
If and when their ground exists beyond
The next footfall
Steps fall
They thud their big black boots
And pound my paranoia
My march of heart
But do I feel
Deeply
At all
Too much?
It could all be this
And ....
Then again
My sugar might be low
Or
I should eat a banana
(As a powdered jelly filled...
#heartbroken
386 reads
8 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd May 2020 12:25pm
23rd May 2020 12:25pm
Drums
Crushing soul swept
Blown by the force of human
And rises within me
Fight
Bloody temptation
And fists to swing
And break
You
Me
My might not disclosed
Betrayed by my face
Shocked
Flatlined mouth
No words
Not any
Come a day
Without it
This that would cause
Me to bend down
And deliver it
My face ticking like a bomb
Twitching conservatory
What remains
A frown
Awaits chagrin
Awaiting comfort
Ease and...
Blown by the force of human
And rises within me
Fight
Bloody temptation
And fists to swing
And break
You
Me
My might not disclosed
Betrayed by my face
Shocked
Flatlined mouth
No words
Not any
Come a day
Without it
This that would cause
Me to bend down
And deliver it
My face ticking like a bomb
Twitching conservatory
What remains
A frown
Awaits chagrin
Awaiting comfort
Ease and...
#hope
413 reads
10 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
21st May 2020 11:02am
21st May 2020 11:02am
Hillbilly Music
It is dawn over these summer hills. The blue skirts of fog billow and lift and show their knees.
The water below caps white tipped and nips blue grey with the heads of big fish.
Pink dawn shows her lovely face.
She smiles a covenant with centuries of great pride.
Her arms hold a tale of the people, who were my Grandfathers, and my Mother’s own.
They were my Uncles and the children that rose from them.
They had dirty faces and broken backs. They owned mules and hounds that knew the way home.
...
The water below caps white tipped and nips blue grey with the heads of big fish.
Pink dawn shows her lovely face.
She smiles a covenant with centuries of great pride.
Her arms hold a tale of the people, who were my Grandfathers, and my Mother’s own.
They were my Uncles and the children that rose from them.
They had dirty faces and broken backs. They owned mules and hounds that knew the way home.
...
#love
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20 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th May 2020 11:37am
19th May 2020 11:37am
A prayer to the morning
I
Ask for the blessing
I ask for your eye
And knowing smile
When seeking
And carving out
The brutal travels of hands
In stoned earth
Of time
Its squeeze of dirt
Hiding footprints
With the elliptical youth of days
Their revolution
Into hardened tidiness
I climb stories up
And time flings back
Into the recesses
To find cool and gentle rooms
Where solitary men
Had left red woven
Rugs and charred prayers
Of rolling wax
And a match to strike
I...
Ask for the blessing
I ask for your eye
And knowing smile
When seeking
And carving out
The brutal travels of hands
In stoned earth
Of time
Its squeeze of dirt
Hiding footprints
With the elliptical youth of days
Their revolution
Into hardened tidiness
I climb stories up
And time flings back
Into the recesses
To find cool and gentle rooms
Where solitary men
Had left red woven
Rugs and charred prayers
Of rolling wax
And a match to strike
I...
#faith
393 reads
15 Comments
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