Submissions by Daibach
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am not a poet. Words have expressed themselves through me all my life but in an organic way. They are telling me something about the connectivity of language and consciousness that may not mean anything to anybody else.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jan 2018 00:59am
17th Jan 2018 00:59am
Siren
I'm writing me out of myself
Putting it all to rest
If all else fails
I did my best
On my blow hard horn
Warning all
Of the coming storm
That I read about
On the Internet
I wonder how much is true
If I turn off my computer
They can't attack me
With what I believe
They use
To attract me
Would be a reprieve
Giving time
For me to deceive
And then to take my leave
To whom am I speaking
If not myself
Can it be you
Or somebody else
Standing on detours
Which take me...
Putting it all to rest
If all else fails
I did my best
On my blow hard horn
Warning all
Of the coming storm
That I read about
On the Internet
I wonder how much is true
If I turn off my computer
They can't attack me
With what I believe
They use
To attract me
Would be a reprieve
Giving time
For me to deceive
And then to take my leave
To whom am I speaking
If not myself
Can it be you
Or somebody else
Standing on detours
Which take me...
473 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2018 11:39pm
16th Jan 2018 11:39pm
So, I Got It All Wrong
It turns out
The first man in space
Wasn't the first man in space
The first man in space
Never even went into space
The first man in space was Illushyn
Sergey Vladimirovich Ilyushin
I looked it up
It wasn't Yuri Gagarin
Yuri spent a lot of time at the space bar
Resenting
So Yeltsin let him test drive a new jet
Which crashed killing Yuri
So, I got it all wrong
All the world wars thingy
ad infinitum
False cause
Deadly effects
In the hands of so few
Who knew we were being manipulated ...
The first man in space
Wasn't the first man in space
The first man in space
Never even went into space
The first man in space was Illushyn
Sergey Vladimirovich Ilyushin
I looked it up
It wasn't Yuri Gagarin
Yuri spent a lot of time at the space bar
Resenting
So Yeltsin let him test drive a new jet
Which crashed killing Yuri
So, I got it all wrong
All the world wars thingy
ad infinitum
False cause
Deadly effects
In the hands of so few
Who knew we were being manipulated ...
429 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2018 1:41pm
16th Jan 2018 1:41pm
Blood Yellow
So I was building me moxy
Knowing I had to fight
At eight in the playground
Questioning my fear
Of death
Such short life squandered
I tried on heroes
None would fit
This coward
No
I'll just get my head bashed in
Go to ground
Curl up in a ball
Become smaller
In your dreams
Either way
Throw the first punch
Hard to the nose
How it goes after that
Is anybody's guess
First blow to the nose
Then give it your best
Knowing I had to fight
At eight in the playground
Questioning my fear
Of death
Such short life squandered
I tried on heroes
None would fit
This coward
No
I'll just get my head bashed in
Go to ground
Curl up in a ball
Become smaller
In your dreams
Either way
Throw the first punch
Hard to the nose
How it goes after that
Is anybody's guess
First blow to the nose
Then give it your best
391 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2018 1:07pm
16th Jan 2018 1:07pm
Discernment
Some people believe their own hype
Without living up to it
Others step up to the mike
To inform others
Some people live out of fear
Others out of freedom
Slaves for life to be sure
For that is their comfort zone
A sense of belonging
Propels their dependence
On themselves
Notice
I'm staying out of it
Some people never leave town
While others never go back
Some are not cut out to be
Or to not be
As others
Fly in your face
Without living up to it
Others step up to the mike
To inform others
Some people live out of fear
Others out of freedom
Slaves for life to be sure
For that is their comfort zone
A sense of belonging
Propels their dependence
On themselves
Notice
I'm staying out of it
Some people never leave town
While others never go back
Some are not cut out to be
Or to not be
As others
Fly in your face
470 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Jan 2018 1:42am
15th Jan 2018 1:42am
When She Says
That's how it is
As she says so
On the seashore
Of another piece
Where she sells
See shells
In search of peace
On a short leash
As you have fed me up
While
I try to cut you up
Stand back I say
Wanting to see you
Another day
Tell all others
Come out and play
It's the only way
I will come to stay
In outlines
As she says so
On the seashore
Of another piece
Where she sells
See shells
In search of peace
On a short leash
As you have fed me up
While
I try to cut you up
Stand back I say
Wanting to see you
Another day
Tell all others
Come out and play
It's the only way
I will come to stay
In outlines
534 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jan 2018 5:03am
14th Jan 2018 5:03am
Now Then
Now
If I could
I would pulse over planets
To visit Mars
I would zoom into your heart
Just to see what's in it
I would write volumes about you
Being the one and only
I would create a species
To stop you from being lonely
Exhilarating as you are
One step from being afar
Distant from my desire
To see you again
And be with you
As history repeats
Our immortal sin
I will love you forever
From when time begins
Then
If I could
I would pulse over planets
To visit Mars
I would zoom into your heart
Just to see what's in it
I would write volumes about you
Being the one and only
I would create a species
To stop you from being lonely
Exhilarating as you are
One step from being afar
Distant from my desire
To see you again
And be with you
As history repeats
Our immortal sin
I will love you forever
From when time begins
Then
567 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jan 2018 00:50am
14th Jan 2018 00:50am
Declaration
Let us declare a radical peace
Where all the rest
Is between us
We can rest on our laurels
Wrest on our wreath
Nothing is beneath us
Even that travesty of structure
In any fiction
Can see between us
So let's see it out
We are not nothing
To shout about
Which is how you see it
Coming
The news of the day
It may comewhat June
It may comewhat May
Either way
After the arrival
It's here to stay
So let's play
Put your money where your mouth is
Where all the rest
Is between us
We can rest on our laurels
Wrest on our wreath
Nothing is beneath us
Even that travesty of structure
In any fiction
Can see between us
So let's see it out
We are not nothing
To shout about
Which is how you see it
Coming
The news of the day
It may comewhat June
It may comewhat May
Either way
After the arrival
It's here to stay
So let's play
Put your money where your mouth is
446 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 8:29am
12th Jan 2018 8:29am
Life of One
In retrospect
It was no coincidence
That so many connected entities
Came back into my life
To question me
Without much subtlety
While consuming dinners
Prepared by my wife
Who had no clue
As to who they were
After they showed up
Thousands of miles and many years
From our initial contact
I was and am the proverbial outsider
With nothing to hide and no fear either
After doing so much damage
In my quest for freedom
I had succeeded the system
Breaking banks and legs
In the process
Without caring...
It was no coincidence
That so many connected entities
Came back into my life
To question me
Without much subtlety
While consuming dinners
Prepared by my wife
Who had no clue
As to who they were
After they showed up
Thousands of miles and many years
From our initial contact
I was and am the proverbial outsider
With nothing to hide and no fear either
After doing so much damage
In my quest for freedom
I had succeeded the system
Breaking banks and legs
In the process
Without caring...
511 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 7:51pm
10th Jan 2018 7:51pm
Sounds Right
Music is a combination of vibrations
Harmonious wavelengths
As is thought spectra
Upon cosmic shores
So is life
In space
Where Time tricks
Its own licks
On a single note
Picking what we play
In a number of clicks
Sharing thoughts and puzzles
For some rainy day
Forcing habit and culture
Out of our mind meme
By earworms
So we can be seen for what we are
Ourselves
Combing elastic
Combining our plastic
Bombastic
Personality
To a barrage
Of acrimony
Where we...
Harmonious wavelengths
As is thought spectra
Upon cosmic shores
So is life
In space
Where Time tricks
Its own licks
On a single note
Picking what we play
In a number of clicks
Sharing thoughts and puzzles
For some rainy day
Forcing habit and culture
Out of our mind meme
By earworms
So we can be seen for what we are
Ourselves
Combing elastic
Combining our plastic
Bombastic
Personality
To a barrage
Of acrimony
Where we...
456 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 12:29pm
10th Jan 2018 12:29pm
Chip Out
I have no weapons of mass destruction
Politics aside
I have no interest in government malfunction
Everyone has to decide for themselves
My bell rings with independence
Cracked, yes, that's for sure
Yet, I am a free man
This is not some tease
No court can corrupt me
It's not part of my plan
I just come and go as I please
I am an escape artist
From whom they call the man
Painting you over
The white cliffs of Dover
Hence I dive under
Cover
Subverting
Brain scans
Caught on webcams
Where rip people...
Politics aside
I have no interest in government malfunction
Everyone has to decide for themselves
My bell rings with independence
Cracked, yes, that's for sure
Yet, I am a free man
This is not some tease
No court can corrupt me
It's not part of my plan
I just come and go as I please
I am an escape artist
From whom they call the man
Painting you over
The white cliffs of Dover
Hence I dive under
Cover
Subverting
Brain scans
Caught on webcams
Where rip people...
447 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 3:43am
10th Jan 2018 3:43am
Wile Away
Midnight Rider
Takes me back
I was too young
To know what I was talking about
Still
I drove across America
With blues on my back
Having given up
What I was searching for
That was to be discovered later
Texas changed
Before my eyes
Mind you, after Austin
The vast desert
Blew my mind
It seemed to go on
Forever
As I gassed up
With one more silver dollar
Hanging with cowboys
Who never rode a horse
It could have been worse
We all pretended
Me in my Pontiac LeMans
Them on a line...
Takes me back
I was too young
To know what I was talking about
Still
I drove across America
With blues on my back
Having given up
What I was searching for
That was to be discovered later
Texas changed
Before my eyes
Mind you, after Austin
The vast desert
Blew my mind
It seemed to go on
Forever
As I gassed up
With one more silver dollar
Hanging with cowboys
Who never rode a horse
It could have been worse
We all pretended
Me in my Pontiac LeMans
Them on a line...
479 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 3:41am
10th Jan 2018 3:41am
On a Single Note
When the world went suddenly crazy
Which heightened them being lazy
I remember seeing Daisy
Over there
With an indifferent feeling
Over here
Without any other care
Or so she said
On a sea of shells
Which rings a bell
Then a siren
Smoking signals
Of good health
Don't give up
Hope Eternal
God is real
So is your survival
Which heightened them being lazy
I remember seeing Daisy
Over there
With an indifferent feeling
Over here
Without any other care
Or so she said
On a sea of shells
Which rings a bell
Then a siren
Smoking signals
Of good health
Don't give up
Hope Eternal
God is real
So is your survival
444 reads
0 Comments
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