Submissions by DCLXVI_1989 (Garrett Asa Hughes)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just enjoy writing if my mind allows me to. Nothing serious.
Barabbas
Smoke fills my lungs
A fresh new ease
Exchanging my stress
For disease
To blind me of this plague within our streets
Free to be a slave and make ends meet
Puppeted by the corporate on a string
Toasting molotovs in these dreams
Until pitchforks rise to meet the beast
In exhale it all gets released
A fresh new ease
Exchanging my stress
For disease
To blind me of this plague within our streets
Free to be a slave and make ends meet
Puppeted by the corporate on a string
Toasting molotovs in these dreams
Until pitchforks rise to meet the beast
In exhale it all gets released
#PopCulture
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Warm-Up
Broken fingers grasp the concept
Knuckles cracked and bruised
I cannot beat this feeling
That I may lose
Sanity and friends
Together again
A web that spins
Old news
Shackled to hesitation
Inspiration lost her muse
I have the key within my sight
Shot down from my view
As I leave this place
Tripping within haze
Fast pace substantiates
But i forgot to lace my shoes
Knuckles cracked and bruised
I cannot beat this feeling
That I may lose
Sanity and friends
Together again
A web that spins
Old news
Shackled to hesitation
Inspiration lost her muse
I have the key within my sight
Shot down from my view
As I leave this place
Tripping within haze
Fast pace substantiates
But i forgot to lace my shoes
#PopCulture
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Serenade
Sparrow sings behind my ear
Such cheer to hear
The Sun peaks out behind the grey clouds
Brightness so loud
Soon it disappears
The melody perches up so near
Bellows from it's little chest so proud
A joy to hear the sounds
My forgotten smiles mirrors
A wonderful moment all too sincere
The beauty of the moments all around
Happiness profound
Such cheer to hear
The Sun peaks out behind the grey clouds
Brightness so loud
Soon it disappears
The melody perches up so near
Bellows from it's little chest so proud
A joy to hear the sounds
My forgotten smiles mirrors
A wonderful moment all too sincere
The beauty of the moments all around
Happiness profound
#birds
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Dusk Reflectives
Though I shall never repent
Sometimes I'm content just to sit
Observing another sunset
Thinking how fast time has went
Though I think not allowed
I watch the Sun hidden by clouds
Wondering of then and now
Curious of what makes me proud
Lapses in the intermittent
Memories ceasing to ridden
Epiphanies ungiven
The sunlight stays hidden
A lifetime of pain and of love
The hourglass never enough
Whatever I'm measuring from
These reflections in Dusk
Sometimes I'm content just to sit
Observing another sunset
Thinking how fast time has went
Though I think not allowed
I watch the Sun hidden by clouds
Wondering of then and now
Curious of what makes me proud
Lapses in the intermittent
Memories ceasing to ridden
Epiphanies ungiven
The sunlight stays hidden
A lifetime of pain and of love
The hourglass never enough
Whatever I'm measuring from
These reflections in Dusk
#sky
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Still Loving You
Often said, in painful truth, that the brightest fires burn out the quickest.
I've observed it many times. There must be then, but only one conclusion to be had.
The love we found must be a Sun.
Roaring flames sometimes become comfortable embers. So here I am to stoke the fire.
Shaman on the desert plains who's mission is to burn eternal.
Seered into this Frankenstein heart, where a happiness I never thought I could know lends itself to such suffering; in every moment I miss your smile, every second I feel blind until the chance it returns to me.
...
I've observed it many times. There must be then, but only one conclusion to be had.
The love we found must be a Sun.
Roaring flames sometimes become comfortable embers. So here I am to stoke the fire.
Shaman on the desert plains who's mission is to burn eternal.
Seered into this Frankenstein heart, where a happiness I never thought I could know lends itself to such suffering; in every moment I miss your smile, every second I feel blind until the chance it returns to me.
...
#ILoveYou
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God(b)less
Precious life
Restless strife
The right in what is wrong
Resentful days
Repentful ways
The knife cuts into song
To break a chord
To take accord
Recording what may last
Before too long
Chord of the song
Rings out from the past
Here is where we shall dance-
Raising glass of stale bourbon
For fear of what may pass-
The die is cast in my burden
Shadow cast of vermin
Hourglass of woman
Serpent dance in sermon
The right cuts into wrong
Justice slithers on it's...
Restless strife
The right in what is wrong
Resentful days
Repentful ways
The knife cuts into song
To break a chord
To take accord
Recording what may last
Before too long
Chord of the song
Rings out from the past
Here is where we shall dance-
Raising glass of stale bourbon
For fear of what may pass-
The die is cast in my burden
Shadow cast of vermin
Hourglass of woman
Serpent dance in sermon
The right cuts into wrong
Justice slithers on it's...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Probably
Here I sit, again
Dried ink in chewed pen
Stuck on the tides of time like a mudslide chasing the sun
Here I am, once more
Painful knees with toes sore
Counting the steps I've taken backwards as if they led me away
Every moment lost
Every lesson's cost
As I learn in repeat the same instances that haven't happened yet
So here I stand, again
To moan as I stretch my limbs
Walking on the sifted hours so that they may be replaced by forgotten memories
Dried ink in chewed pen
Stuck on the tides of time like a mudslide chasing the sun
Here I am, once more
Painful knees with toes sore
Counting the steps I've taken backwards as if they led me away
Every moment lost
Every lesson's cost
As I learn in repeat the same instances that haven't happened yet
So here I stand, again
To moan as I stretch my limbs
Walking on the sifted hours so that they may be replaced by forgotten memories
#WritingPoetry
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Ranges
This range
Is based on a day with nothing to say
Nothing to ever change
It all stays the same
Deranged
Crazed in a way where shame stays in place
It won't fade away
It's all here to stay
Rearranged
Like games played in an untamed maze
It's lost in a haze
Never evaporates
Is based on a day with nothing to say
Nothing to ever change
It all stays the same
Deranged
Crazed in a way where shame stays in place
It won't fade away
It's all here to stay
Rearranged
Like games played in an untamed maze
It's lost in a haze
Never evaporates
#WritersBlock
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Light Pollution
My heart is heavy
I can't see the stars
I look up at nothing
Truly it's daunting
The blind and I
Share this in common
The city and it's limits
Steal my dreams away
The canvas empty
Though it does not provoke
I imagine the colors
That I know are there
Splendor lost
The sky is gone
Not a twinkle in sight
How depressing
I can't see the stars
I look up at nothing
Truly it's daunting
The blind and I
Share this in common
The city and it's limits
Steal my dreams away
The canvas empty
Though it does not provoke
I imagine the colors
That I know are there
Splendor lost
The sky is gone
Not a twinkle in sight
How depressing
#sky
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Bird's Eye View
Finches sat upon telephone wires
Like tight rope walkers without a pole
If I tried my hand at their relaxation
I'd lose both balance and control
They chirp away their songs of warning
To coalesce their greatest fear
That I am near
Soon they will depart onto the next perch
Nomadic ventures to warmer climates
Flying toward their mirth in guidance
In seasons passed
Rewinded efforts
They'll migrate back
To reappear
To find once more
Upon their landing
That I am still right...
Like tight rope walkers without a pole
If I tried my hand at their relaxation
I'd lose both balance and control
They chirp away their songs of warning
To coalesce their greatest fear
That I am near
Soon they will depart onto the next perch
Nomadic ventures to warmer climates
Flying toward their mirth in guidance
In seasons passed
Rewinded efforts
They'll migrate back
To reappear
To find once more
Upon their landing
That I am still right...
#birds
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Still Here/Here Still
Here I write, just to write
Nothing particular to mind
Sitting in the beginning of night
Yet it's been far too long
Here I sit, as not stand
Off my feet, into my hands
Continuing with nothing planned
Silence sings her song
I have been
Far too gone
I must be
Often wrong
One more time
Then I'm gone
Again
Once upon
On the cross
We need the wood
Now get lost
Termite dust
Worm rot
Begins
Here I am, just to be
No set stanza
No flow too free
Here I...
Nothing particular to mind
Sitting in the beginning of night
Yet it's been far too long
Here I sit, as not stand
Off my feet, into my hands
Continuing with nothing planned
Silence sings her song
I have been
Far too gone
I must be
Often wrong
One more time
Then I'm gone
Again
Once upon
On the cross
We need the wood
Now get lost
Termite dust
Worm rot
Begins
Here I am, just to be
No set stanza
No flow too free
Here I...
#tobacco
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Venus Falling
I watch Venus rise... again
Just in the depths of the light's change
As she dances on the rim
If I take a peek... is it sin?
Deep breaths within an ice age
Frost on the horizon
She, comes out of her shell
Mezmorizes, light guided
As the sea starts to swell
The pearl, shall prevail
I'm binded by your highness
There she goes. Farewell.
Just in the depths of the light's change
As she dances on the rim
If I take a peek... is it sin?
Deep breaths within an ice age
Frost on the horizon
She, comes out of her shell
Mezmorizes, light guided
As the sea starts to swell
The pearl, shall prevail
I'm binded by your highness
There she goes. Farewell.
#stars
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