Submissions by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history" - Plato
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
Today 4:18pm
Today 4:18pm
A Suicide of Crows (CH19)
Chapter Nineteen
Germany, School of the Skull, Open Mic Poetry Night
I
A ruckus crowd, rivaling that of any
fight crowd, hyped from LadyMayDay’s
performance, cheered on her very brave
offspring.
BabyPoet.
A spunky dervish of a youth, Baby
learned to write very early and it
was off and running from there.
Lady kept all of Baby’s writings
safely in a safe.
II
She always got nervous at these
things, even after baptism by
fire and becoming a regular ...
Germany, School of the Skull, Open Mic Poetry Night
I
A ruckus crowd, rivaling that of any
fight crowd, hyped from LadyMayDay’s
performance, cheered on her very brave
offspring.
BabyPoet.
A spunky dervish of a youth, Baby
learned to write very early and it
was off and running from there.
Lady kept all of Baby’s writings
safely in a safe.
II
She always got nervous at these
things, even after baptism by
fire and becoming a regular ...
#shadows
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
Today 1:48pm
Today 1:48pm
NetherWoodPoetry: The Black Paper (Part Five)
Rolling stones shed skin that decomposes -
Reincarnating into a pathway of magical roses.]
I
I recall when I thought I could potentially make the Olympic team in boxing, or, a state championship in wrestling, as crazy as that sounds…
I don’t know, maybe not so crazy, someone has to…
Win. (There is no winning or losing…)
I grew up watching boxing and that made me want to try.
I remember my first fight…
I was short and pudgy so the guy was way taller.
I rushed him and just started throwing non stop...
Reincarnating into a pathway of magical roses.]
I
I recall when I thought I could potentially make the Olympic team in boxing, or, a state championship in wrestling, as crazy as that sounds…
I don’t know, maybe not so crazy, someone has to…
Win. (There is no winning or losing…)
I grew up watching boxing and that made me want to try.
I remember my first fight…
I was short and pudgy so the guy was way taller.
I rushed him and just started throwing non stop...
#shadows
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
Yesterday 8:51am
Yesterday 8:51am
A Suicide of Crows (CH18)
Chapter eighteen
Germany, The Training Camp of
William Scull for the Canelo
Alvarez Boxing Fight
I
They called the gym: The School
of the skull.
A euphemism for one of their best
fighters, a former member of the
Cuban boxing team, known throughout
the world for producing some of the
best Olympic boxers.
The gym was a haven for all sorts of
societal outcasts, from organized
crime figures to artists and counter
cultural thinkers.
To writers
II
...
Germany, The Training Camp of
William Scull for the Canelo
Alvarez Boxing Fight
I
They called the gym: The School
of the skull.
A euphemism for one of their best
fighters, a former member of the
Cuban boxing team, known throughout
the world for producing some of the
best Olympic boxers.
The gym was a haven for all sorts of
societal outcasts, from organized
crime figures to artists and counter
cultural thinkers.
To writers
II
...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 7:02am
Yesterday 7:02am
NetherWoodPoetry: The Black Paper (Part Four)
I
It’s official tissue, the NetherWoodPoetry redesign is underway.
The vision came together very organically, something like following the strangers and signposts.
Off the cuff mission statement:
Https://NetherWoodPoetry.com is a digital forest of Artist Studios and Merch Shop. Here at NWP we seek to facilitate the revelation of the personal legend and hero’s journey of the artist. (All purchases go to support of the arts). [Hundreds or better..:p]
I designed the first piece of mech for the shop. It is my first poetry t:...
It’s official tissue, the NetherWoodPoetry redesign is underway.
The vision came together very organically, something like following the strangers and signposts.
Off the cuff mission statement:
Https://NetherWoodPoetry.com is a digital forest of Artist Studios and Merch Shop. Here at NWP we seek to facilitate the revelation of the personal legend and hero’s journey of the artist. (All purchases go to support of the arts). [Hundreds or better..:p]
I designed the first piece of mech for the shop. It is my first poetry t:...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd May 2025 11:58am
3rd May 2025 11:58am
NetherWoodPoetry: The Black Paper (Part Three)
I
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
II
Refugees of the storm
From misty seas
Upon uncertain shores
To the fore of stages of explore
III
Terror-there
Excitement
&
More
IV
Was it
sanctuary
we
Wanted
V
A place
where
the mask
of
the face
Was most: Us
VI
One step toward: The self
The...
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
II
Refugees of the storm
From misty seas
Upon uncertain shores
To the fore of stages of explore
III
Terror-there
Excitement
&
More
IV
Was it
sanctuary
we
Wanted
V
A place
where
the mask
of
the face
Was most: Us
VI
One step toward: The self
The...
#shadows
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd May 2025 12:28pm
2nd May 2025 12:28pm
NetherWoodPoetry: The Black Paper (Part two)
Finding One’s Purpose
I
There is perhaps nothing greater than finding one’s purpose. There is the day we are born and the day we discover why. Such a profound idea.
Especially considering the levels of mystery on every imaginable side of birth and existence.
One’s purpose is the foundation of the greatest of things:: The Great Work.
The Great Work being a process of self development, beyond even self actualization, into a place of making of one’s self: The Philosopher’s Stone.
II
One of the greatest purposes...
I
There is perhaps nothing greater than finding one’s purpose. There is the day we are born and the day we discover why. Such a profound idea.
Especially considering the levels of mystery on every imaginable side of birth and existence.
One’s purpose is the foundation of the greatest of things:: The Great Work.
The Great Work being a process of self development, beyond even self actualization, into a place of making of one’s self: The Philosopher’s Stone.
II
One of the greatest purposes...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd May 2025 11:02am
2nd May 2025 11:02am
The Music
I
There is a music
in
The spheres
which
Rains down
through
The tears
II
Fine instruments
transcending
The
Laments
III
May it begin
with
The origin
of
Everyday
for
All of: You
in
Every way
IV
Let your song play
&
Light shine, always-
everything
will
Be quite fine, always-in-all-ways
V
Such a...
There is a music
in
The spheres
which
Rains down
through
The tears
II
Fine instruments
transcending
The
Laments
III
May it begin
with
The origin
of
Everyday
for
All of: You
in
Every way
IV
Let your song play
&
Light shine, always-
everything
will
Be quite fine, always-in-all-ways
V
Such a...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd May 2025 4:27am
2nd May 2025 4:27am
NetherWoodPoetry: The Black Paper
I
NWP
The very wise and gracious, CabCool, an all around marvelous writer, and dapper human being, gave me the idea to make a monogram, like DUP, out of Netherwood.
I think it works so well.
Upon further consideration, I decided to sigilize the monogram and make a forum logo.
In order to make a sigil, one method I use, is:
1. Take a word or phrase of intent.
2. Break it down to single letters and vowels.
3. Take every element of the characters and create a magical design.
4. This can be...
NWP
The very wise and gracious, CabCool, an all around marvelous writer, and dapper human being, gave me the idea to make a monogram, like DUP, out of Netherwood.
I think it works so well.
Upon further consideration, I decided to sigilize the monogram and make a forum logo.
In order to make a sigil, one method I use, is:
1. Take a word or phrase of intent.
2. Break it down to single letters and vowels.
3. Take every element of the characters and create a magical design.
4. This can be...
#shadows
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
1st May 2025 11:46am
1st May 2025 11:46am
A Suicide of Crows (CH17)
Chapter Seventeen
A dumpster
I
There’s nothing wrong with
living in a trash can.
I have seen folks, curled up
on the heated sidewalks of
my city, in huddled entryway
of a building, looking like
I looked in a jail holding tank,
ironically, another shelter
from this cruel cruel world.
I have lived with transients,
in different environments.
I…
Feel drawn to their magic
and wisdom.
II
But yes, I think I would, personally,
dig a...
A dumpster
I
There’s nothing wrong with
living in a trash can.
I have seen folks, curled up
on the heated sidewalks of
my city, in huddled entryway
of a building, looking like
I looked in a jail holding tank,
ironically, another shelter
from this cruel cruel world.
I have lived with transients,
in different environments.
I…
Feel drawn to their magic
and wisdom.
II
But yes, I think I would, personally,
dig a...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st May 2025 10:50am
1st May 2025 10:50am
Everywhere
AM awaiting the sun
So many mornings
Ashen white and grey ashes
The grace of snow
Like aftermaths of funeral pyres
Layers of the heart, revealed
Clarity inside the liminal
Pervading currents of cool
Dew over blades of grass
The sound of streams seeking
Every day as an alchemy
Awakening as miracle
The cosmos reconfigured
Metanoia reflections – Surfaces of ink
Healing spiral around heart
The touch of evergreen, shifting states of self remembrance
Poets poeting the...
So many mornings
Ashen white and grey ashes
The grace of snow
Like aftermaths of funeral pyres
Layers of the heart, revealed
Clarity inside the liminal
Pervading currents of cool
Dew over blades of grass
The sound of streams seeking
Every day as an alchemy
Awakening as miracle
The cosmos reconfigured
Metanoia reflections – Surfaces of ink
Healing spiral around heart
The touch of evergreen, shifting states of self remembrance
Poets poeting the...
#shadows
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Apr 2025 9:28am
30th Apr 2025 9:28am
Netherwood: Saints of Death
#shadows
65 reads
1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
29th Apr 2025 1:13pm
29th Apr 2025 1:13pm
A Suicide of Crows (CH16)
Chapter Sixteen
The Amazon
I
The world’s largest mycelial
network.
Rivers of nervous systems,
all underground, communicating,
manifesting above the surface
in such wondrous ways.
A special fungus turning an ant
into a zombie drone.
To climb into hallucinatory
heights, to die, a sacrifice
on an altar of air.
II
Here, the hunters of the
jaguar, under the influence
of psychedelics, roam
free, moving like ninjas
of the jungle.
These...
The Amazon
I
The world’s largest mycelial
network.
Rivers of nervous systems,
all underground, communicating,
manifesting above the surface
in such wondrous ways.
A special fungus turning an ant
into a zombie drone.
To climb into hallucinatory
heights, to die, a sacrifice
on an altar of air.
II
Here, the hunters of the
jaguar, under the influence
of psychedelics, roam
free, moving like ninjas
of the jungle.
These...
#shadows
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