Submissions by Conley (Delling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am everybody's stranger
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd May 2013 10:45pm
23rd May 2013 10:45pm
Female stalking my female friend (email chat)
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th May 2013 11:59am
18th May 2013 11:59am
when the wind grows by the shadow tomb (experiment in literary physics)
the umbrage of beads, the spoil of quiet war
roils in the mouths of the dead
whispers speak inside closed rooms
with the windows locked, blocked
the lunar light of a wisp in the gardens
growth splinter the shed of tool trade
roots take hold in the mire of yesterday's
rocks, although the long serrated leaves cut
the fingers of passing tinder hush!
the corpses of worms writhe in the casket
flower deep seed central maggot box
centuries of solitude lath the air traveling
spore...
roils in the mouths of the dead
whispers speak inside closed rooms
with the windows locked, blocked
the lunar light of a wisp in the gardens
growth splinter the shed of tool trade
roots take hold in the mire of yesterday's
rocks, although the long serrated leaves cut
the fingers of passing tinder hush!
the corpses of worms writhe in the casket
flower deep seed central maggot box
centuries of solitude lath the air traveling
spore...
670 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th May 2013 7:21am
14th May 2013 7:21am
The Kiss of Thirteen
(friggatriskaidekaphobia versus friggatriskaidekaphilia)
Good luck is bad luck, bad luck is good
Things don't always seem as they should
Is baby Moon day really fair of face?
Friday's child is loving and giving?
Or is Friday's child full of woe?
Is a child born really even living?
Who is to know what one cannot know?
Who is to know what fate will bestow?
Μοῖραι, the Fata in your pure white robes
Must every star exist within it's Roche lobe
The light of the brain, the frontal hemisphere ...
Good luck is bad luck, bad luck is good
Things don't always seem as they should
Is baby Moon day really fair of face?
Friday's child is loving and giving?
Or is Friday's child full of woe?
Is a child born really even living?
Who is to know what one cannot know?
Who is to know what fate will bestow?
Μοῖραι, the Fata in your pure white robes
Must every star exist within it's Roche lobe
The light of the brain, the frontal hemisphere ...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
28th Apr 2013 11:34pm
28th Apr 2013 11:34pm
Re Society of Fraxinusuits
The members are called Claradolebitiferians. They are sometimes referred to colloquially as "Life's Soldiers",[2] the latter being references to founder Ignatius of Antilochzon Loyala's military background and the members' willingness to accept orders anywhere in the World and to live in extreme conditions where required. The following passage was taken from the ashes of the Sanctus Dissipent:
The crackle of the Blaze is tremors under foot stance, and the guardians stave off the Cold with blankets of burning luminescence. Lucubrate by thy lit will as the armies conquer the...
The crackle of the Blaze is tremors under foot stance, and the guardians stave off the Cold with blankets of burning luminescence. Lucubrate by thy lit will as the armies conquer the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Apr 2013 10:32pm
28th Apr 2013 10:32pm
to bestow eternal power, to defy life, to defy death (a mantra)
Hãy An Nghỉ
live forever
in death
be alive
a live ma
living flesh
in death
bring more death
your death
again and again
death is forever
life is forever
die now
live now
rule life
rule death
tinh thần
warrioress
chiến đấu
an nghỉ
live forever
in death
be alive
a live ma
living flesh
in death
bring more death
your death
again and again
death is forever
life is forever
die now
live now
rule life
rule death
tinh thần
warrioress
chiến đấu
an nghỉ
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Apr 2013 3:04am
8th Apr 2013 3:04am
The Thought of You; Black Keys for Ebony Fingers, White Keys in the Dark
My heart was like a Rock in the chest of a Man kept locked In a room with the lights Off; a pianist concerto, minor prison of music, veritable silence, flat line, preludio acceso, one step into burning heavens, born unto death, first breath, die to live, a melanoma coat for a naked tumor, perpetual All Night Vigil, the pounding of eternity, last death!
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Apr 2013 2:59am
8th Apr 2013 2:59am
Perpetual Suasti
oramorph endorphin
a seed of light soluble in water
an ocean of reflection
i can swim even from here
my closed eyes silently beckon
the stilling of all time
a moment of forever encapsulated
in a marigenous mirror
everything, finally, as it seems
a soft kiss, a wind gently blown
carry to me all life redeemed
i'll then open my eyes and dream!
dream! dream with me!
rosa morosa
(had to add this poem here because of the 2 poem rule)
people like to foist off the credit for their...
a seed of light soluble in water
an ocean of reflection
i can swim even from here
my closed eyes silently beckon
the stilling of all time
a moment of forever encapsulated
in a marigenous mirror
everything, finally, as it seems
a soft kiss, a wind gently blown
carry to me all life redeemed
i'll then open my eyes and dream!
dream! dream with me!
rosa morosa
(had to add this poem here because of the 2 poem rule)
people like to foist off the credit for their...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Apr 2013 10:48am
7th Apr 2013 10:48am
Majikill Breath Of Black Rain, Lips Upon The Brim Of The Chalice Of Death And Pain, A Kiss
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Apr 2013 12:23pm
5th Apr 2013 12:23pm
Re Test - a collaboration with a stalked christian from madison
she has told me that a man claiming to be a healer uses his healing power to fondle her
she has told me a lady cop has threatened her via cryptic message on facebook, as a result of breaking off a ephemeral affair
she has confided in me about her trust issues
i had thought that her paranoia has driven her away, but today she sent me a poem
i rewrote her poem
i am publishing both versions, hers first
Re Test
The days and nights that have passed have been extreme.
Extremely frightening in terms of survival,
of clawing for...
she has told me a lady cop has threatened her via cryptic message on facebook, as a result of breaking off a ephemeral affair
she has confided in me about her trust issues
i had thought that her paranoia has driven her away, but today she sent me a poem
i rewrote her poem
i am publishing both versions, hers first
Re Test
The days and nights that have passed have been extreme.
Extremely frightening in terms of survival,
of clawing for...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
14th Mar 2013 5:02am
14th Mar 2013 5:02am
my collaboration with a 60 year old woman
Wind Flower, she was Daughter of the Wind, she had the rain as a parental sibling, the sister of Draughts' dream, parched in the mouth of Desert, Mother Rain's neglectful guilt, the result of entropy of The Gods, The Elements, the ultimate family within earthly godliness, a genus known to man, known to animal, upright, prostate, ethically towering, ethics as power; the ethics of destruction, the ethics of starvation, the ethics of death, chaos, tragedy; the righteous ways of strength. It is known that one should die favorably in the eyes of supremacy, which is why we pray to government with...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2013 6:19am
11th Mar 2013 6:19am
chemical curse for you (hex work)
your heart is but a drug bubble
wound up sidewinder
the new age is so old
no contracts bind
your smarts are a timebomb
the things you say
the things you do
the things you find
you're a scientist
of scientific mind
I know question
I know contradict
I know no no no
ice your wish
kill it to kill it
know profit of prophet
no prophet of profit
you can not steal it
you can not kill it
it's born dead
is it blue?
ss it red?
your remarks are timebombs
which ever way you choose to
you choose to
you're...
wound up sidewinder
the new age is so old
no contracts bind
your smarts are a timebomb
the things you say
the things you do
the things you find
you're a scientist
of scientific mind
I know question
I know contradict
I know no no no
ice your wish
kill it to kill it
know profit of prophet
no prophet of profit
you can not steal it
you can not kill it
it's born dead
is it blue?
ss it red?
your remarks are timebombs
which ever way you choose to
you choose to
you're...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2013 2:51am
11th Mar 2013 2:51am
just eye
as ik must
ik must
turn life to dust
as ik must ik must
turn trust to disgust
as ik must ik must
ik must thrust
and thrust and thrust
till all life is dust
I say it is so
it is just
I say it is so
it's just
ik must
turn life to dust
as ik must ik must
turn trust to disgust
as ik must ik must
ik must thrust
and thrust and thrust
till all life is dust
I say it is so
it is just
I say it is so
it's just
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