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.
From Mushroom Rings To Redwood Trees
Grasp, reluctant to scattered release-
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
--------- ...
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
--------- ...
#birth
#earth
#forest
#trees
#nature
439 reads
7 Comments
Violins to your Hourglass
Poison Violets
& Violent Purples
Swirl at end of day
Vile Prudence
Perfect volition
Hurls in every way
Poison Purples
Violet Violence
Intoxication stays
The web is rendered
Or so i figure
The spider's noose is hanged
Vehemence passion
Hencing its passing
Has all but gone away
Colorful venoms
Darkness within them
In vein, it takes
Time is running
With the music
As soon all notes shall pass
Death so cunning
It's own...
& Violent Purples
Swirl at end of day
Vile Prudence
Perfect volition
Hurls in every way
Poison Purples
Violet Violence
Intoxication stays
The web is rendered
Or so i figure
The spider's noose is hanged
Vehemence passion
Hencing its passing
Has all but gone away
Colorful venoms
Darkness within them
In vein, it takes
Time is running
With the music
As soon all notes shall pass
Death so cunning
It's own...
#dark
#death
514 reads
6 Comments
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When she smiles
My insides glow
Vibrant and iridescent
There's no greater feeling in the world than her feeling great
No greater smile
No greater purpose
No greater goal
No greater feeling
It twists my spirit like a bread tie and with rising open palm, sends it up like a balloon
Everything that i am
All that i was born
Everything that i am
All that I've become
Is to witness that smile
My insides glow
Vibrant and iridescent
There's no greater feeling in the world than her feeling great
No greater smile
No greater purpose
No greater goal
No greater feeling
It twists my spirit like a bread tie and with rising open palm, sends it up like a balloon
Everything that i am
All that i was born
Everything that i am
All that I've become
Is to witness that smile
#happiness
383 reads
Kissed By The Sun
Freckled clouds
Out peeks the Moon
For which i bow
Guiding my way so i can see
I shine my brightest
When she eclipses me
I fall to my knees
I fall to her
Like sweet gravity
She lets me look at the side no one gets to see.
She waves my tides, bestowing her blessings.
And i will stand, looking up from below.
And i will kneel inside her perfect glow.
She is my rock, perched dancing in the sky.
She is my goddess, perched eternal in my eye.
She is my soul, waxing and wise
I am hers and she is...
Out peeks the Moon
For which i bow
Guiding my way so i can see
I shine my brightest
When she eclipses me
I fall to my knees
I fall to her
Like sweet gravity
She lets me look at the side no one gets to see.
She waves my tides, bestowing her blessings.
And i will stand, looking up from below.
And i will kneel inside her perfect glow.
She is my rock, perched dancing in the sky.
She is my goddess, perched eternal in my eye.
She is my soul, waxing and wise
I am hers and she is...
#love
#moon
469 reads
3 Comments
I Used To Be A Runner
Out of my cell for a walk
There's a puzzle to this mystery
My own key doesn't fit in it's lock
Who did this to me?
Rattled by skeleton closet keys
It's as if there's no release
I swear the knob's covered in grease
Who do you think you are walking in with such ease?
I can't handle it
I'll just ramble shit
And burn this candle quick
And tell myself I'm piss poor management.
From all the damages
And the brainwaves cave into outlandish bits
That if i stay same she'll see what's strange
And she won't...
There's a puzzle to this mystery
My own key doesn't fit in it's lock
Who did this to me?
Rattled by skeleton closet keys
It's as if there's no release
I swear the knob's covered in grease
Who do you think you are walking in with such ease?
I can't handle it
I'll just ramble shit
And burn this candle quick
And tell myself I'm piss poor management.
From all the damages
And the brainwaves cave into outlandish bits
That if i stay same she'll see what's strange
And she won't...
#ILoveYou
#moon
475 reads
4 Comments
I Stand Up When I Poop
I always write the same shit
While i sit the same sit
But i stand for my crap
Imagine that
😉
I am my critic
You have no mention
Look at me sittin'
Discuss
I am my name
You are of no fame
We are the same
Disgust
This gust of unreason
Blows by in a thought
Deleting my thoughts
Now they're gone
Oh, should i post this
Just please ignore it
It's all awfully borin'
Enough said
Like a hole
No control
Read my soul
But get out of my head
...
While i sit the same sit
But i stand for my crap
Imagine that
😉
I am my critic
You have no mention
Look at me sittin'
Discuss
I am my name
You are of no fame
We are the same
Disgust
This gust of unreason
Blows by in a thought
Deleting my thoughts
Now they're gone
Oh, should i post this
Just please ignore it
It's all awfully borin'
Enough said
Like a hole
No control
Read my soul
But get out of my head
...
#tobacco
#funny
372 reads
4 Comments
Visionary
The canvas sits ready
Its meaning is heavy
Its easel is steady
Here comes the blind painter
Envoker, creator
Arts personal savior
Slow and unrushed
He wettens his brush
And dips in the blush
Strokes of his hue
All seem so new
As if right on queue
He streaks and he dashes
He dots and he lashes
His paintbrush, it dances
He dips in his colors
Drawing his wonders
Like a rainbow of lovers
There's everything that he's mentioned
In random precision ...
Its meaning is heavy
Its easel is steady
Here comes the blind painter
Envoker, creator
Arts personal savior
Slow and unrushed
He wettens his brush
And dips in the blush
Strokes of his hue
All seem so new
As if right on queue
He streaks and he dashes
He dots and he lashes
His paintbrush, it dances
He dips in his colors
Drawing his wonders
Like a rainbow of lovers
There's everything that he's mentioned
In random precision ...
#art
316 reads
5 Comments
You Found It
Baby, what we're doing is hard.
But we must not get tired.
The road ahead will be much harder.
So feed off me, which you inspire.
Though, if i count the seconds,
I would lose my mind.
And when the countdown reaches zero,
We will be just fine.
Beyond fine, perfect.
Making it all worth it.
As we take nothing from ourselves for granted, except our wishes.
It takes time for me to explain.
But you're already there.
As I'm sifting for words inside my brain,
And you sit so aware.
To know me more...
But we must not get tired.
The road ahead will be much harder.
So feed off me, which you inspire.
Though, if i count the seconds,
I would lose my mind.
And when the countdown reaches zero,
We will be just fine.
Beyond fine, perfect.
Making it all worth it.
As we take nothing from ourselves for granted, except our wishes.
It takes time for me to explain.
But you're already there.
As I'm sifting for words inside my brain,
And you sit so aware.
To know me more...
#moon
349 reads
2 Comments
Crumpled and Unfolded
I don't know how to feel
I don't feel well
If it is an illness
I can't tell
As if it were all for nothing
I flew but then i fell
I climbed the highest mountain
And dragged along my shell
I don't know how to feel
I don't feel well
My nerves are all but rotten
Horribly forgotten
As if it all were nothin'
While I'm sitting to prevail
Like a nomadic crab,
Inside my shell
I've never felt so free
Within my confines
I've never felt before
It seems, this time
I've never...
I don't feel well
If it is an illness
I can't tell
As if it were all for nothing
I flew but then i fell
I climbed the highest mountain
And dragged along my shell
I don't know how to feel
I don't feel well
My nerves are all but rotten
Horribly forgotten
As if it all were nothin'
While I'm sitting to prevail
Like a nomadic crab,
Inside my shell
I've never felt so free
Within my confines
I've never felt before
It seems, this time
I've never...
#dreams
#sleep
#nightmares
309 reads
0 Comments
Unknown Curiosity
I don't know who i am,
But i know what i am.
I know who i should be,
But i don't know what to be.
I am the artist that only creates in my mind.
I am the sculptor of fantasy.
I am the illusion of reality,
And the reality of illusion.
My path is set in stone.
Such as my feet are.
I don't know what i am,
But i know who i am.
But i know what i am.
I know who i should be,
But i don't know what to be.
I am the artist that only creates in my mind.
I am the sculptor of fantasy.
I am the illusion of reality,
And the reality of illusion.
My path is set in stone.
Such as my feet are.
I don't know what i am,
But i know who i am.
#SelfReflection
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Railroad Crossing
I miss the sounding of the trains at nighttime's pass
I miss my shoes on their trek, walking on the tracks.
One way there. One way back.
I miss the haul.
I miss the crawl.
I miss the distance.
Not knowing where I'm going,
But aware of the direction.
I miss the loud isolation even mentioned
Heading toward the setting.
Sun sets it's dark protection.
It's too silent without the whistle.
Tumbleweeds, telephone poles and thistles.
Rocks crunching beneath feet.
Cutting through town, cut down in half,...
I miss my shoes on their trek, walking on the tracks.
One way there. One way back.
I miss the haul.
I miss the crawl.
I miss the distance.
Not knowing where I'm going,
But aware of the direction.
I miss the loud isolation even mentioned
Heading toward the setting.
Sun sets it's dark protection.
It's too silent without the whistle.
Tumbleweeds, telephone poles and thistles.
Rocks crunching beneath feet.
Cutting through town, cut down in half,...
#home
349 reads
0 Comments
Dripping Wet
She makes my blood flow
So freely as it pours now
Such is massacre
So freely as it pours now
Such is massacre
#haiku
437 reads
DU Poetry : Submissions by DCLXVI_1989 (Garrett Asa Hughes)