Submissions by CanisInc-Untis
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
quiet, unassuming, humerous, a follower learning this craft, trying to build worlds with pen, connect them, extracting light out of darkness -appreciation of different styles of writing
DARK POEM
Published
9th Aug 2022 9:14am
9th Aug 2022 9:14am
SkullnXbone hand
(Introduction)
such a wing of beauty
laid in the palm of the underworld
papilio ulysses
on a skullncrossbone hand
she flew to
the hollow of its eyes
inflamed the green fibres
of a once before winter storyland
lifted its arm to release her
onto grey discourse
weeping the clouds
aggregating carnality
alkaline with kind
diffuse rains down
upon all of the damned
she raised purple and blue roses
blessed the black with true sentiment
the way that a skeleton could never understand
….he...
such a wing of beauty
laid in the palm of the underworld
papilio ulysses
on a skullncrossbone hand
she flew to
the hollow of its eyes
inflamed the green fibres
of a once before winter storyland
lifted its arm to release her
onto grey discourse
weeping the clouds
aggregating carnality
alkaline with kind
diffuse rains down
upon all of the damned
she raised purple and blue roses
blessed the black with true sentiment
the way that a skeleton could never understand
….he...
#dark
#beauty
#gothic
#rose
#separation
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Aug 2022 7:04am
9th Aug 2022 7:04am
For Queen & Country4 - The Chessboard Series: KNxQN
Farewell of the Fallen Knight
remember my deed O Queen
as your Minor
I projected myself and horse
into the thick of flaying battle
but though I was stout and quick
things went groundward
in the midst of the confusion
everything around me became still
time itself had gone backwards
and there were things that I cannot explain
but forgive me my Queen
because I failed you
and at a time
when the mount of the courageous
was needed and depended upon most
where your kings’ kingdom
should have been...
remember my deed O Queen
as your Minor
I projected myself and horse
into the thick of flaying battle
but though I was stout and quick
things went groundward
in the midst of the confusion
everything around me became still
time itself had gone backwards
and there were things that I cannot explain
but forgive me my Queen
because I failed you
and at a time
when the mount of the courageous
was needed and depended upon most
where your kings’ kingdom
should have been...
#strength
#courage
#conflict
#war
#ForbiddenLove
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2022 10:03am
8th Aug 2022 10:03am
rip bisongrass vodka2
but the Bisons were your true lovers
that grazed and gnawed and chewed
romancing your every cud
while down here
I was Tanked up
and ceremoniously spewed
but this wasn’t the only thing
that was churning like a screw
because there was that invasion
those herds escaped across the border
left their green grasses behind
amidst the panic and disorder
as they were bombed, smoked and mined
your extemperaneous flame
shall not fill my glass
bodily incandescant
my taste will never have
that touchy feely class ...
that grazed and gnawed and chewed
romancing your every cud
while down here
I was Tanked up
and ceremoniously spewed
but this wasn’t the only thing
that was churning like a screw
because there was that invasion
those herds escaped across the border
left their green grasses behind
amidst the panic and disorder
as they were bombed, smoked and mined
your extemperaneous flame
shall not fill my glass
bodily incandescant
my taste will never have
that touchy feely class ...
#war
#nature
#alcohol
#LifeCycle
#rebellion
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Aug 2022 9:53am
8th Aug 2022 9:53am
Dizzzzzy miss Lizzzzzy and the golden hatchett-3
(Prettttty miss Lizzzzzzzy)
as she grew to ladyhood
couldn’t help but
accumulate
several secret admirers
one wrote all these letters
many unreturned
to wed her
was the intention of this aspirer
while she stared out the window
his advances somewhat blurred
he thought about her often
she dreamed of sharpening her nails
needed to devil the acquired axe
to fall like river on the unrequited
Massachusetts gallows
futuring her unimaginable acts
(the Boredom of miss Borden)
edging her plaything ...
as she grew to ladyhood
couldn’t help but
accumulate
several secret admirers
one wrote all these letters
many unreturned
to wed her
was the intention of this aspirer
while she stared out the window
his advances somewhat blurred
he thought about her often
she dreamed of sharpening her nails
needed to devil the acquired axe
to fall like river on the unrequited
Massachusetts gallows
futuring her unimaginable acts
(the Boredom of miss Borden)
edging her plaything ...
#women
#conflict
#religion
#lover
#curse
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2022 1:12pm
2nd Aug 2022 1:12pm
dear miss Shelley-1
dear miss Shelley,
must I really be in these pages
that your quill has so cursively commanded?
must you breathe life
into my pre-existence?
merely an image that your eye
under this bridge of fantasy has expanded
penetrating into my empty space
that your write now
quarters for a soul
I want to hide here
Im on the brink, unbalanced
on the forge of some mass-imagination
and the praetorians below can hellsing
to the fire of grave hideous creation
and compel me to rise
all hooked up to these pages
of this...
must I really be in these pages
that your quill has so cursively commanded?
must you breathe life
into my pre-existence?
merely an image that your eye
under this bridge of fantasy has expanded
penetrating into my empty space
that your write now
quarters for a soul
I want to hide here
Im on the brink, unbalanced
on the forge of some mass-imagination
and the praetorians below can hellsing
to the fire of grave hideous creation
and compel me to rise
all hooked up to these pages
of this...
#dark
#gothic
#science
#monsters
#FeelingTrapped
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2022 5:13am
23rd Jul 2022 5:13am
rip bison grass vodka1
he used to hold you in his hand
a double-shot stunner
lime-green fluid eyes
dream of every drinking man
the mould of this thick glass
inviting
happily fondling your hour
even JD would bend backwards
to give you the curvaceous stem
of headless Zubrowka Polish flower
but you were shared
by travelling one and all alike
dancing Wisent maid
as you gypsyed on the plains
of western white Ukraine
and without a second thought
to what came out of Zlatogor
he flicked back and downed your power
and numbed his...
a double-shot stunner
lime-green fluid eyes
dream of every drinking man
the mould of this thick glass
inviting
happily fondling your hour
even JD would bend backwards
to give you the curvaceous stem
of headless Zubrowka Polish flower
but you were shared
by travelling one and all alike
dancing Wisent maid
as you gypsyed on the plains
of western white Ukraine
and without a second thought
to what came out of Zlatogor
he flicked back and downed your power
and numbed his...
#relationships
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#alcohol
#memories
406 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
22nd Jul 2022 2:48am
22nd Jul 2022 2:48am
Circle Zero (again)
nO beginning and nO end
the wOrlds' circle stOps and starts sOmewhere
carbOn zerO
the wOrlds' circle stOps and starts sOmewhere
carbOn zerO
#environment
#LifeCycle
#symbolism
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Jul 2022 10:30am
21st Jul 2022 10:30am
Circle Zero
there is a tradition
Of nO beginning and nO end
like a circle, an immortal
but tO draw must start and stOp sOmewhere
is also zerO
that means nOthing
the halving methOd can never reach
gateway tO the pOsitive and negative
escaping to infinity
with finiteness cO-exists
........Of everything...................
Of nO beginning and nO end
like a circle, an immortal
but tO draw must start and stOp sOmewhere
is also zerO
that means nOthing
the halving methOd can never reach
gateway tO the pOsitive and negative
escaping to infinity
with finiteness cO-exists
........Of everything...................
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#symbolism
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STORY POEM
Published
19th Jul 2022 1:07pm
19th Jul 2022 1:07pm
Dizzzzzy miss Lizzzzzy and the golden hatchett-2
(Charity)
she attended missions, markets
and nice occasional charities
with her eldest sister Emma
age not just timed disparity
the pride of all the town
too soon there was dilemma
as after she collected flowers
showed everyone around
even made happy strict pastors’ wife
Liz’ skipped away to the play
then promptly dug a hole in ground
blessed them there
because that was fair
and cut them up with hunters’ knife
she attended missions, markets
and nice occasional charities
with her eldest sister Emma
age not just timed disparity
the pride of all the town
too soon there was dilemma
as after she collected flowers
showed everyone around
even made happy strict pastors’ wife
Liz’ skipped away to the play
then promptly dug a hole in ground
blessed them there
because that was fair
and cut them up with hunters’ knife
#conflict
#flowers
#religion
#fate
#bittersweet
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jul 2022 4:14am
18th Jul 2022 4:14am
Stoker stoking the Fire - #3 (twilight version)
her exquisiteness
usurped the hold
of the throne below
that she overthrew
me too
her tenderness
and jaded eyes
therein was more
my insides she severed and thereby slew
but in those moments
she became every woman
that reigned over me I ever knew
beyond first love
every girl
and innocent boyhood crush
reaching in
whispering my humanity
back from that life past
this light over darkness was nigh too much
then in the sudden present
we stared intently
wrapping each other
in...
usurped the hold
of the throne below
that she overthrew
me too
her tenderness
and jaded eyes
therein was more
my insides she severed and thereby slew
but in those moments
she became every woman
that reigned over me I ever knew
beyond first love
every girl
and innocent boyhood crush
reaching in
whispering my humanity
back from that life past
this light over darkness was nigh too much
then in the sudden present
we stared intently
wrapping each other
in...
#beauty
#evil
#vampires
#graveyard
#passion
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Jul 2022 4:43am
8th Jul 2022 4:43am
Vampirical Delight
stirred by crescent light
some thing of darkness
rises from enslavement
of slumbered dream
destined to putrify the night
with the wake of winged presence
radaring for sweet delight
unpretentious swoon
lambing, nymphing, fawning
for pleasure
must make this quick and keep it tight
sweeping down on pretty girl
with ball-bearing eye and smile
vexing not reflecting shine
from ghostly heights
receives warm cloaked gift
cologned hypnosis for a while
from this...
some thing of darkness
rises from enslavement
of slumbered dream
destined to putrify the night
with the wake of winged presence
radaring for sweet delight
unpretentious swoon
lambing, nymphing, fawning
for pleasure
must make this quick and keep it tight
sweeping down on pretty girl
with ball-bearing eye and smile
vexing not reflecting shine
from ghostly heights
receives warm cloaked gift
cologned hypnosis for a while
from this...
#erotic
#evil
#vampires
#ForbiddenLove
#vulnerability
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Jul 2022 10:24am
7th Jul 2022 10:24am
Dizzzzzy Miss Lizzzzzy and the golden hatchett-1
She was not the thinnest Lizzzy
but her fairness
got them all a bit Dizzzy"
-CIU
The Tale of Miss Borden
a civil war child
she was contentious from the start
hitting dolls with sticks and stones
began she the whacking art
Churchy
she attended church
twice on sundays
a good religious little muffet
dressed like a rich bouquet
absorbed the mindless sermons
from her polished wooden tuffet
the prayers she said
were well intended
and a little bit too repetitive
they were so sound
and...
but her fairness
got them all a bit Dizzzy"
-CIU
The Tale of Miss Borden
a civil war child
she was contentious from the start
hitting dolls with sticks and stones
began she the whacking art
Churchy
she attended church
twice on sundays
a good religious little muffet
dressed like a rich bouquet
absorbed the mindless sermons
from her polished wooden tuffet
the prayers she said
were well intended
and a little bit too repetitive
they were so sound
and...
#conflict
#religion
#fate
#historical
#bittersweet
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