Submissions by CanDyFloss_72Monet (Candy72_Monet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've always enjoyed writing.However I have much to learn.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2023 11:30am
27th Jul 2023 11:30am
Life
What she did,was a gift.
From the Creator,The Almighty,The Source,The God's.
And that,which he has,that belonged to her.
Will destroy,all that has meaning,in his life.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
From the Creator,The Almighty,The Source,The God's.
And that,which he has,that belonged to her.
Will destroy,all that has meaning,in his life.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#bittersweet
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2023 11:20am
27th Jul 2023 11:20am
Brits
When I was living in Medieval Britain.
I absolutely,absolutely smelt terrible.
I did not wash very often,and I raised chickens and pigs as well.
Little thought,very little,
of the idea of personal Sanitarian.
I got by,by,by rubbing myself,with any medicinal herbs,that was available.
Soaking in a tub,sent from heaven.
(In Summer time,it was hell).
I did,as you can imagine,at a young age,but before I did,I promised myself.
That as soon,as they had invented something for bad body odour.
I'll be the first to buy...
I absolutely,absolutely smelt terrible.
I did not wash very often,and I raised chickens and pigs as well.
Little thought,very little,
of the idea of personal Sanitarian.
I got by,by,by rubbing myself,with any medicinal herbs,that was available.
Soaking in a tub,sent from heaven.
(In Summer time,it was hell).
I did,as you can imagine,at a young age,but before I did,I promised myself.
That as soon,as they had invented something for bad body odour.
I'll be the first to buy...
#shame
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2023 2:08am
27th Jul 2023 2:08am
And smile
You don't need all that superficial,must spend money crap to be yourself.
Caress your chest,allow your heart to cry.
Why?
For a while,my child.Cry.
Cos crying helps.
Releasing conjealed mess.
Think that's correct.
Then smile,knowing you are a survivor.
Knowing, that you've done your best.
Caress your chest,allow your heart to cry.
Why?
For a while,my child.Cry.
Cos crying helps.
Releasing conjealed mess.
Think that's correct.
Then smile,knowing you are a survivor.
Knowing, that you've done your best.
#bittersweet
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2023 1:34am
27th Jul 2023 1:34am
Tiresome
You didn't kick me out.
I Ran out!
At 100 metre pace.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
I Ran out!
At 100 metre pace.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#loneliness
#bittersweet
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2023 11:52am
26th Jul 2023 11:52am
Played out
On windy days,they'd skip and play in full view.
Everyone knew their games.
Played out on BBC2.
A Matinee today.
Ka,Ka,
Poo,Poo.
He never knew what hit them,as the bus,this time on time,
now one,
previously two.
Sent their minds,into another galaxy,dimension,space and time.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
Everyone knew their games.
Played out on BBC2.
A Matinee today.
Ka,Ka,
Poo,Poo.
He never knew what hit them,as the bus,this time on time,
now one,
previously two.
Sent their minds,into another galaxy,dimension,space and time.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#sadness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2023 11:35am
26th Jul 2023 11:35am
Just missed it
Beneath the surface,the blossom green breeze hits their reddened cheeks,of them,
fall,
they fall face down,
together,
they fall alone.
Suspect,
upset,
replied no,
not upset,
a pure heart always prevails,shaking off the veil.
A new creative beginning,
expanding their views.
The news,percieved on the post office front door.
Historical connections and purposes for sale.
Out old,
in new.
They tap within,within.
Reliance on wishes belief,went out a long time ago.
New arrival.
The mystic...
fall,
they fall face down,
together,
they fall alone.
Suspect,
upset,
replied no,
not upset,
a pure heart always prevails,shaking off the veil.
A new creative beginning,
expanding their views.
The news,percieved on the post office front door.
Historical connections and purposes for sale.
Out old,
in new.
They tap within,within.
Reliance on wishes belief,went out a long time ago.
New arrival.
The mystic...
#symbolism
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jul 2023 11:45pm
25th Jul 2023 11:45pm
Why me?
Why me? Self expression is prevalent. Why me?
S/E is dead!
There's nothing to see. Too see behind my art,is interestingly irrelevant,
why attach a name,to a myth,that is too be wished,torn apart,
pieces drifting toward art. Intuition,I'm tired,trying analyze me.
Aesthetically uninfluenced,as I said. Why me?
Stop drawing attention to individuals behind art,as they may obscure,in particular,
the idea of art. Why me?
Exposed,male domination, personally convicted.
Where is the best terminator,similar,familiar.
No,Why me?
...
S/E is dead!
There's nothing to see. Too see behind my art,is interestingly irrelevant,
why attach a name,to a myth,that is too be wished,torn apart,
pieces drifting toward art. Intuition,I'm tired,trying analyze me.
Aesthetically uninfluenced,as I said. Why me?
Stop drawing attention to individuals behind art,as they may obscure,in particular,
the idea of art. Why me?
Exposed,male domination, personally convicted.
Where is the best terminator,similar,familiar.
No,Why me?
...
#mirror
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jul 2023 3:04pm
20th Jul 2023 3:04pm
Is there any man out there?
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Yes. I need a new man!"
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
"Yes. I need a new man!"
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#sadness
#hate
#loneliness
#rejection
#frustration
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10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2023 11:33pm
19th Jul 2023 11:33pm
23rd chance
Slashy,hefty, Timbuktu. Allowed white cloud hands to strangle you.
I do care,I truly do.
Just give me a 23rd chance.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
I do care,I truly do.
Just give me a 23rd chance.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#forgiveness
#bittersweet
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2023 12:50pm
19th Jul 2023 12:50pm
While daydreaming about her thighs
"I wish I didn't watch her thighs.
Bulbous and deep.But not mine.
Wish I could watch, other womens' thighs.
Daily,I tell myself lies. While daydreaming, about her thighs.
The world will put me down,for blood ties."
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
Bulbous and deep.But not mine.
Wish I could watch, other womens' thighs.
Daily,I tell myself lies. While daydreaming, about her thighs.
The world will put me down,for blood ties."
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023
#bittersweet
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jul 2023 12:26pm
19th Jul 2023 12:26pm
God bless you Sammie
Does anyone remember,Samantha Karen Fox?
Maya Angelou did,when she was alive.
An English pop singer,and former glamour model.
Samantha,still keeps her dreams alive.
Mile End,in the East end of London,is where Samantha Fox was born.
(She brought the East End to the forefront of the world.)
In the days of topless page three models,resident,in the Sun tabloid newspaper.
She made her debut at sweet sixteen.
Her parents were right behind her. Protecting their...
Maya Angelou did,when she was alive.
An English pop singer,and former glamour model.
Samantha,still keeps her dreams alive.
Mile End,in the East end of London,is where Samantha Fox was born.
(She brought the East End to the forefront of the world.)
In the days of topless page three models,resident,in the Sun tabloid newspaper.
She made her debut at sweet sixteen.
Her parents were right behind her. Protecting their...
#courage
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2023 1:11am
19th Jul 2023 1:11am
Cycle Of difference
When you come around,it jolts their old jokes.
Not from here,not of this world,
You startle all bespoke yolk folks.
Predictions,of the show,you can't do without.
A hard time,expressively. Can't let the side go broke
But oh so,we're afraid.
We are totally afraid of this sage.
Such a profound philosopher,we've been trying to figure out.
The repitition of a cycle of difference.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023.
Not from here,not of this world,
You startle all bespoke yolk folks.
Predictions,of the show,you can't do without.
A hard time,expressively. Can't let the side go broke
But oh so,we're afraid.
We are totally afraid of this sage.
Such a profound philosopher,we've been trying to figure out.
The repitition of a cycle of difference.
© CandyFlossMonet. July 2023.
#universe
#evolution
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