Submissions by ClaireGPoetry
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I enjoy writing poetry about social injustice,political struggles and a wider range of issues that don't seem to be represented in the mainstream society.Would welcome tips on songwriting in particular!
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2011 11:08pm
23rd Mar 2011 11:08pm
Battle weary contours of shame
Her life is in a parallel dimension,
As tears erode the plaster on the walls,
Memories stir of chemical intervention,
Drown out night-time whispers as they call,
Skin is a landscape tarnished,
Battle weary contours of shame,
Nervously chipped nail varnish,
Internalising swirls of hate and blame,
Ligature fast track convulsions,
Got her twitching naked on the floor,
As she's trying to block repulsion,
Suicide watch towerhurt once more,
This ain't no fun...
No shiny loaded gun..(like in the movies)
She's...
As tears erode the plaster on the walls,
Memories stir of chemical intervention,
Drown out night-time whispers as they call,
Skin is a landscape tarnished,
Battle weary contours of shame,
Nervously chipped nail varnish,
Internalising swirls of hate and blame,
Ligature fast track convulsions,
Got her twitching naked on the floor,
As she's trying to block repulsion,
Suicide watch towerhurt once more,
This ain't no fun...
No shiny loaded gun..(like in the movies)
She's...
1085 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2011 9:40pm
22nd Mar 2011 9:40pm
The Language of War
No more collateral damage,
Black sites or predator drones,
No more ethnic cleansing,
Leave those folks alone,
Imagined hostile territories,
Targeted shady threats,
Radicalised terrorists,
A time to place your bets,
Civilian fatalties,
Militia liquidated,
The glorious,victorious,
With triumphs celebrated,
Enemies are neutralised,
Just like a nasty smell,
Areas are sanitised,
A deathly sterile hell,
Taken off the battlefield,
Or on rendition flights,
Sensory deprivation yields, ...
Black sites or predator drones,
No more ethnic cleansing,
Leave those folks alone,
Imagined hostile territories,
Targeted shady threats,
Radicalised terrorists,
A time to place your bets,
Civilian fatalties,
Militia liquidated,
The glorious,victorious,
With triumphs celebrated,
Enemies are neutralised,
Just like a nasty smell,
Areas are sanitised,
A deathly sterile hell,
Taken off the battlefield,
Or on rendition flights,
Sensory deprivation yields, ...
#war
1728 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2011 5:28pm
17th Mar 2011 5:28pm
The Indian Marathon Boy
Once upon a time in a faded corner of India, a poor man and a slum-boy captured the hearts and souls of the rural masses....This is their story....Feb 2005-Feb 2010 (source:Storyville, Marathon Boy)
Small pinkthreadbare plimsolls,
Upon tinybaby feet,
Crowdsin excited frenzy,
Line both sides of the street,
He keeps running, eyes cast down,
Under five years old,
Head moves ofan Indian dancer,
A baying mob for him alone,
His mother sold Budhia long ago,
800 rupees wasthe price,
A street pedlar who got drunk, ...
Small pinkthreadbare plimsolls,
Upon tinybaby feet,
Crowdsin excited frenzy,
Line both sides of the street,
He keeps running, eyes cast down,
Under five years old,
Head moves ofan Indian dancer,
A baying mob for him alone,
His mother sold Budhia long ago,
800 rupees wasthe price,
A street pedlar who got drunk, ...
1004 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2011 9:48pm
10th Mar 2011 9:48pm
Albino Muti-lation
Spreading plague of killings,
Displaced machete rage,
Witchdoctor counts his shillings,
A master of his stage,
Passing down muti notions,
Grinds up albino bones,
Tomorrows lucky potions,
He sits on makeshift throne,
Harvests tiny body parts,
Pigment free angels o' doom,
They run out of human martyrs,
Desecrate concrete tombs,
Nothing wasted except pale lives,
Fishing nets cast with white hair,
Limbs hacked off with rusty knives,
Into bloody rivers of depair,
They are the ghosts...
Displaced machete rage,
Witchdoctor counts his shillings,
A master of his stage,
Passing down muti notions,
Grinds up albino bones,
Tomorrows lucky potions,
He sits on makeshift throne,
Harvests tiny body parts,
Pigment free angels o' doom,
They run out of human martyrs,
Desecrate concrete tombs,
Nothing wasted except pale lives,
Fishing nets cast with white hair,
Limbs hacked off with rusty knives,
Into bloody rivers of depair,
They are the ghosts...
1141 reads
7 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
4th Mar 2011 9:51pm
4th Mar 2011 9:51pm
The Hobbyists wife
Palpitations in her chest,she snoops on his pc,
Looking at hiswomen-the kind she'll never be,
She checked into theclinic-diagnosis trich,
Wishing that her husbandput a condom on his dick,
She targets online website, blames Toronto whores,
Begins to write a blog thenpaces stone clad floors,
Her mood starts to fester about the feckless jerk,
So she sends pornemails to the office where he works,
Sheis scorned and vengeful infiltrates the site,
And begins conversing with the ladies of the night,
Learns the way they operate,photos and listings,...
Looking at hiswomen-the kind she'll never be,
She checked into theclinic-diagnosis trich,
Wishing that her husbandput a condom on his dick,
She targets online website, blames Toronto whores,
Begins to write a blog thenpaces stone clad floors,
Her mood starts to fester about the feckless jerk,
So she sends pornemails to the office where he works,
Sheis scorned and vengeful infiltrates the site,
And begins conversing with the ladies of the night,
Learns the way they operate,photos and listings,...
1818 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2011 8:57pm
4th Mar 2011 8:57pm
Backlight your beauty
Backlight your beauty,
Silhouetted purity,
Moonbeams serenity,
Dancing glimmers mystery,
Of purple heathered heath,
The strength that lies beneath,
Fresh morning dewdrop grass,
As sundial seasons pass,
Oncarefree corn fielddays,
Mirage rolling in the haze,
Raindrops naked roof parade,
Unabashed and unafraid,
Under airy canvass cover,
Come to me as nature's lover,
Campfire flames reflection skin,
Shadows cast devoid of sin,
Footprints washed away on sand,
Temporary beings here we stand,
Memories...
Silhouetted purity,
Moonbeams serenity,
Dancing glimmers mystery,
Of purple heathered heath,
The strength that lies beneath,
Fresh morning dewdrop grass,
As sundial seasons pass,
Oncarefree corn fielddays,
Mirage rolling in the haze,
Raindrops naked roof parade,
Unabashed and unafraid,
Under airy canvass cover,
Come to me as nature's lover,
Campfire flames reflection skin,
Shadows cast devoid of sin,
Footprints washed away on sand,
Temporary beings here we stand,
Memories...
1056 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2011 1:35am
23rd Feb 2011 1:35am
Bloody Thighs and Chemtrail Skies
Forceps,cruelworld forgottenslumber,
Birth cerificate verfied his name-date AD,
He was thengiven a rank and a number,
Paperwork,medical history,ID,
Paranoia tars locals with mistrust,
So his troops could easily stormin,
Drops of blood tasting metallic rust,
As he perpetuates desert rat sins,
Getsshell shock mind scream tears,
Doctorswhitesglasses opaquen'steamin',
Awakes-sweaty balls and horror nightmares,
Scenes so surreal that he thinks he's a-dreaming,
No drug can numb thefear fuelled state,
Or wine as red asthe...
Birth cerificate verfied his name-date AD,
He was thengiven a rank and a number,
Paperwork,medical history,ID,
Paranoia tars locals with mistrust,
So his troops could easily stormin,
Drops of blood tasting metallic rust,
As he perpetuates desert rat sins,
Getsshell shock mind scream tears,
Doctorswhitesglasses opaquen'steamin',
Awakes-sweaty balls and horror nightmares,
Scenes so surreal that he thinks he's a-dreaming,
No drug can numb thefear fuelled state,
Or wine as red asthe...
1015 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2011 11:58pm
22nd Feb 2011 11:58pm
God versus Satan
Keep your earthly curses,
Or your satanic holy verses,
Angels and demons burn their patrotic flags,
Cherubic dusty wings lock against demonic horns,
Two sides of a holy war,
Beginning of oppressionlabour isstillborn,
Bloodthirsty masses crying out for more,
In Hebrew depictions the plotter,
Sitting on heavy burden shoulders,
My guardian demons whisper forth the truth,
Denying biblical parables built on false proof,
God is the guilt of the all seeing eye,
Pervading all thoughts with encompassing sky,
Satan the embodiment...
Or your satanic holy verses,
Angels and demons burn their patrotic flags,
Cherubic dusty wings lock against demonic horns,
Two sides of a holy war,
Beginning of oppressionlabour isstillborn,
Bloodthirsty masses crying out for more,
In Hebrew depictions the plotter,
Sitting on heavy burden shoulders,
My guardian demons whisper forth the truth,
Denying biblical parables built on false proof,
God is the guilt of the all seeing eye,
Pervading all thoughts with encompassing sky,
Satan the embodiment...
1745 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Feb 2011 6:21pm
20th Feb 2011 6:21pm
Mothers Ruin
A man sat down in the chair next to mine,
In the waiting room for dropouts and strays,
The scent of him sent me travelling back in time,
To a memory of the not-so-good days,
I looked at the carpet,the mud stained floor,
At the posters for transmitted diseases,
Wondered whyI felt I'd been here before,
With the promise of sobriety she teases,
The smell brings notions of organs pickled,
Seeping out of the sweat pores and breath,
Repugnance at my nostrils prickled,
As she careers headfirst to aslow burning death,
Your children just...
In the waiting room for dropouts and strays,
The scent of him sent me travelling back in time,
To a memory of the not-so-good days,
I looked at the carpet,the mud stained floor,
At the posters for transmitted diseases,
Wondered whyI felt I'd been here before,
With the promise of sobriety she teases,
The smell brings notions of organs pickled,
Seeping out of the sweat pores and breath,
Repugnance at my nostrils prickled,
As she careers headfirst to aslow burning death,
Your children just...
1077 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2011 5:43pm
20th Feb 2011 5:43pm
Empire of Slavery
Cupboardsfilled with objects of your misery,
My car runs on the power of war,
Tourist destinations disguise the truth,
Pyramids of slavery aligned with the stars,
Gold on my fingers a back-breaking curse,
Of the miners who toil fourteen hour days,
Blood diamonds a warpedstatus symbol,
Murder of caste and of substandard race,
Dye in my coveted jeans are a stain,
In the factories where children inhale,
Toxicblue fumes of denim vanity,
Exploit where others havetriedbut havefailed,
My home exists because you have none,
So called...
My car runs on the power of war,
Tourist destinations disguise the truth,
Pyramids of slavery aligned with the stars,
Gold on my fingers a back-breaking curse,
Of the miners who toil fourteen hour days,
Blood diamonds a warpedstatus symbol,
Murder of caste and of substandard race,
Dye in my coveted jeans are a stain,
In the factories where children inhale,
Toxicblue fumes of denim vanity,
Exploit where others havetriedbut havefailed,
My home exists because you have none,
So called...
1052 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2011 6:07pm
13th Feb 2011 6:07pm
Plucking Hell
Fingers permanently etched with lines,
Constant aching in my neck,
As I long to play some chords,
However long it takes,
But you won't allowthis victory,
Your playing hard to get,
As I study every perfect string,
Ponder over each and every fret,
On the radioI hearperfect guitars,
Envious ofwell practised skill,
Hours later by the light of the stars,
Goes my patience and my will,
Tabs aregoing over my head,
They fill my dreams at night,
How can I pick my destiny,
When nothings going right?
So savage mistress...
Constant aching in my neck,
As I long to play some chords,
However long it takes,
But you won't allowthis victory,
Your playing hard to get,
As I study every perfect string,
Ponder over each and every fret,
On the radioI hearperfect guitars,
Envious ofwell practised skill,
Hours later by the light of the stars,
Goes my patience and my will,
Tabs aregoing over my head,
They fill my dreams at night,
How can I pick my destiny,
When nothings going right?
So savage mistress...
928 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Feb 2011 00:06am
12th Feb 2011 00:06am
Stolen Dreams of Afghan Man Child
In the barren lands of Afghanistan,
Where there's no Diesel or Unleaded,
There lived a feisty boy man,
Who the Taliban socruelly beheaded,
For that lost life I shed a tear,
Intense, but in stature so small,
He talked it big, hehad no fear,
As he stoodabout three feet tall,
This marked the day thatthe dream died,
In a country whose unrest he'd disowned,
Caught inbetween abandoned by both sides,
Of a cause he'd supported alone,
A casualty of yetanother paranoid war,
Political power struggles were brewing,
Forgotten what...
Where there's no Diesel or Unleaded,
There lived a feisty boy man,
Who the Taliban socruelly beheaded,
For that lost life I shed a tear,
Intense, but in stature so small,
He talked it big, hehad no fear,
As he stoodabout three feet tall,
This marked the day thatthe dream died,
In a country whose unrest he'd disowned,
Caught inbetween abandoned by both sides,
Of a cause he'd supported alone,
A casualty of yetanother paranoid war,
Political power struggles were brewing,
Forgotten what...
794 reads
0 Comments
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