Submissions by David_Macleod (14397816)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi!
Transporter
Travel anywhere by telepathic control
As easy as taking your head for a stroll
Stand in booth, inserting your credits
Remembering to read informational edits
Clear your mind this is not like a game show
You must know exactly where it is,you want to go
[Zapping Sounds]
I stood steady under the flashing blue light
I hadn’t decided where I’d wanted to alight
I wasn’t able to make up my mind
Panicked and vexed my thoughts in a bind
Computer said “RANDOM” no time left for picking
I ended up on Uranus in Kentucky Fried Chicken
It was...
As easy as taking your head for a stroll
Stand in booth, inserting your credits
Remembering to read informational edits
Clear your mind this is not like a game show
You must know exactly where it is,you want to go
[Zapping Sounds]
I stood steady under the flashing blue light
I hadn’t decided where I’d wanted to alight
I wasn’t able to make up my mind
Panicked and vexed my thoughts in a bind
Computer said “RANDOM” no time left for picking
I ended up on Uranus in Kentucky Fried Chicken
It was...
668 reads
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Love Left Her Hanging There
Love took her and left her hanging there
Cast aside like a rag because love didn't care
Love left her lying, battered and broken
Sad and bewildered without a word spoken
Love said you've changed, you're just not the same
Love blew the whistle and ended the game
Love said I've loved you over the years
Love then said I'm leaving without shedding tears
Love cut her deep and left her to bleed
she shouted " Its' my fault " and tried to concede
Love wouldn't listen, love wouldn't care
Love packed up and left still laughing at...
Cast aside like a rag because love didn't care
Love left her lying, battered and broken
Sad and bewildered without a word spoken
Love said you've changed, you're just not the same
Love blew the whistle and ended the game
Love said I've loved you over the years
Love then said I'm leaving without shedding tears
Love cut her deep and left her to bleed
she shouted " Its' my fault " and tried to concede
Love wouldn't listen, love wouldn't care
Love packed up and left still laughing at...
1027 reads
10 Comments
BINS
Slaughtering to angelic violins
Accompanied by silent mandolins
God told me go and purge their sins
The needful slaughter, now begins
Rohypnol mixed in cocktail gins
then muffled screams like rattling tins
Duct tape bound up wrists and chins
Slice off skin, steak out with pins
I’m makin a suit from human skins
Ive got a white dress like Marilyn’s
Now nobody laughs, no one grins
We almost look a lot like twins
Boo-boo be do
As for my pathetic victims
Well; I’m only taking out the bins
Accompanied by silent mandolins
God told me go and purge their sins
The needful slaughter, now begins
Rohypnol mixed in cocktail gins
then muffled screams like rattling tins
Duct tape bound up wrists and chins
Slice off skin, steak out with pins
I’m makin a suit from human skins
Ive got a white dress like Marilyn’s
Now nobody laughs, no one grins
We almost look a lot like twins
Boo-boo be do
As for my pathetic victims
Well; I’m only taking out the bins
836 reads
2 Comments
demo-reconstrution
Wanton Demolition
Brick by brick
Board by board
Screws unscrewed
Bolts loosened
Nails levered out
Pipes reclaimed
Windows smashed
Walls collapsed
Doors reclaimed
Features removed
Paint stripped
Varnish removed
Deliberately burn
Constructively crushed
Reduced to rubble
Dust to dust
A Phoenix arises
Not with bricks
Debrief of boards
Refusing to be screwed
Bolts without nuts
No more nails
Pipe works fixed
Clear new lenses
Walls ice cream
Doors jarred open
Features sensitively faked...
Brick by brick
Board by board
Screws unscrewed
Bolts loosened
Nails levered out
Pipes reclaimed
Windows smashed
Walls collapsed
Doors reclaimed
Features removed
Paint stripped
Varnish removed
Deliberately burn
Constructively crushed
Reduced to rubble
Dust to dust
A Phoenix arises
Not with bricks
Debrief of boards
Refusing to be screwed
Bolts without nuts
No more nails
Pipe works fixed
Clear new lenses
Walls ice cream
Doors jarred open
Features sensitively faked...
740 reads
3 Comments
Fiths
Today my cat cried
Real tears rolled down
His furry face and whiskers
But cats don’t cry
Obviously I was wrong
She was actually crying
A lump appeared in my throat
I was almost crying with her
The crying started to subside
To be replaced with sobbing
I wanted to ask her
What’s wrong?
But cats can’t talk
Then she spoke;
“I don’t like Fiths”
“You mean fish?” I said
“thatsh what I thaid, fiths”
“I don’t like cat food,
Dry, wet, pellets, cubes.
Tinned and gourmet poucheth,
They all tathed like...
Real tears rolled down
His furry face and whiskers
But cats don’t cry
Obviously I was wrong
She was actually crying
A lump appeared in my throat
I was almost crying with her
The crying started to subside
To be replaced with sobbing
I wanted to ask her
What’s wrong?
But cats can’t talk
Then she spoke;
“I don’t like Fiths”
“You mean fish?” I said
“thatsh what I thaid, fiths”
“I don’t like cat food,
Dry, wet, pellets, cubes.
Tinned and gourmet poucheth,
They all tathed like...
790 reads
0 Comments
The Rest is Silent
With so much noise I couldn’t sleep
I prayed in vain for ’not a peep’
Still: The rumble of dust as it rolls to the floor
The flapping of moth wings, I can’t take anymore
The march of my heartbeat: step by stomp
The pulse of my pulses and irregular clomp
Spider’s webbing, a dangerous chattel
A fly’s entangled screaming death rattle
Skin grinding on soft cotton sheets
The wooly blanket annoyingly bleats
The crunching inlay of crisp pillow case
Eyelashes clapping in front of my face
Net curtains waft annoyingly slow...
I prayed in vain for ’not a peep’
Still: The rumble of dust as it rolls to the floor
The flapping of moth wings, I can’t take anymore
The march of my heartbeat: step by stomp
The pulse of my pulses and irregular clomp
Spider’s webbing, a dangerous chattel
A fly’s entangled screaming death rattle
Skin grinding on soft cotton sheets
The wooly blanket annoyingly bleats
The crunching inlay of crisp pillow case
Eyelashes clapping in front of my face
Net curtains waft annoyingly slow...
943 reads
4 Comments
Just a Verse
Just a Verse
It surely can’t get any worse
Sometimes a blessing and a curse
Despite in knowledge I immerse
Mental word rhymes I rehearse
It just won’t work; I can’t coerce
My mind in flight a wet traverse
It’s something really quite perverse
My predicament in being terse
It’s getting hard to intersperse
Rhyming words that are diverse
Without becoming nonsense verse
Me, myself and I converse
I can’t agree, my self’s converse
White flag arise I’m in reverse
Of poetry I’m just averse
It surely can’t get any worse
Sometimes a blessing and a curse
Despite in knowledge I immerse
Mental word rhymes I rehearse
It just won’t work; I can’t coerce
My mind in flight a wet traverse
It’s something really quite perverse
My predicament in being terse
It’s getting hard to intersperse
Rhyming words that are diverse
Without becoming nonsense verse
Me, myself and I converse
I can’t agree, my self’s converse
White flag arise I’m in reverse
Of poetry I’m just averse
779 reads
2 Comments
Man and Boy
The boy who sighed
The boy who cried
Became;
The man who laughed
The man who acted daft
To hide the strain
To mask the pain
That made the boy cry
The boy who defied
The boy who died
Became;
The man who denied
The man who lied
To hide the truth
To forget the youth
That made the boy defy
The man who laughed a lot
The man escaping thought
Became;
The man alone at night
The man who tried to fight
Became;
The boy terror filled
Became;
The boy that he had killed ...
The boy who cried
Became;
The man who laughed
The man who acted daft
To hide the strain
To mask the pain
That made the boy cry
The boy who defied
The boy who died
Became;
The man who denied
The man who lied
To hide the truth
To forget the youth
That made the boy defy
The man who laughed a lot
The man escaping thought
Became;
The man alone at night
The man who tried to fight
Became;
The boy terror filled
Became;
The boy that he had killed ...
896 reads
3 Comments
Three Ghosts
I have three ghosts
They visit me regularly
They mostly come at night
Mostly;
They come to give me fright
To shock me from inertia
To motivate my lazy spirit
They are righteous ghosts
Holy spirits if you will
Or even if you won’t;
They never knock
They never write
They never phone
They just arrive like
Post it note reminders
Of nothing but bad memories
First,
Is the spirit of my childhood
Imprisoned by evil
Tortured for it’s gratification
In the name of
And in sight of
The Lord of Hosts
No time...
They visit me regularly
They mostly come at night
Mostly;
They come to give me fright
To shock me from inertia
To motivate my lazy spirit
They are righteous ghosts
Holy spirits if you will
Or even if you won’t;
They never knock
They never write
They never phone
They just arrive like
Post it note reminders
Of nothing but bad memories
First,
Is the spirit of my childhood
Imprisoned by evil
Tortured for it’s gratification
In the name of
And in sight of
The Lord of Hosts
No time...
823 reads
3 Comments
What I’m Not
What I’m not
Is what you’ve got
With you I just pretend
I wear a mask
Of what you ask
And try not to offend
I play the part
I never fart
With you I just comply
I’ve been your dog
Your prince, your frog
Complete within the lie
I’m never bold
Do what I’m told
With you I’ve never fought
Not wild or free
You created me
And what you’ve got:
Is precisely what I’m not
Is what you’ve got
With you I just pretend
I wear a mask
Of what you ask
And try not to offend
I play the part
I never fart
With you I just comply
I’ve been your dog
Your prince, your frog
Complete within the lie
I’m never bold
Do what I’m told
With you I’ve never fought
Not wild or free
You created me
And what you’ve got:
Is precisely what I’m not
903 reads
7 Comments
Getting Cold
It’s definitely colder today
I can say without a forecast
The temperatures’ unlikely to stray
The going, for horses, is hard and fast
There’s a distinct nip in the air
I’d quiver, I shiver and shake
I need the fur from a polar bear
To warm me and keep me awake
Even inside, its chilly for June
I wish they would turn up the heat
I could really do with a duvet cocoon
Instead of this thin cotton sheet
I look down and across to the window
There’s ice building up on the inside
Yet outside there’s no sign of snow
I wish that...
I can say without a forecast
The temperatures’ unlikely to stray
The going, for horses, is hard and fast
There’s a distinct nip in the air
I’d quiver, I shiver and shake
I need the fur from a polar bear
To warm me and keep me awake
Even inside, its chilly for June
I wish they would turn up the heat
I could really do with a duvet cocoon
Instead of this thin cotton sheet
I look down and across to the window
There’s ice building up on the inside
Yet outside there’s no sign of snow
I wish that...
#death
#escape
895 reads
2 Comments
Truth
The truth is harsh, sense it
The truth is sharp, feel it
The truth always cuts
The truth bruises and scars
The truth always hurts
The truth will make you cry
The truth will make you scream
The truth is poison injected
The truth insults freely
The truth will not set you free
The truth will bind you with force
The truth will chain you in shackles
Nobody tells the truth
Nobody wants to hear the truth
Nobody can handle the truth
“The truth is a fib, told by a liar full of spite and amorality
signifying evil.”
The truth is sharp, feel it
The truth always cuts
The truth bruises and scars
The truth always hurts
The truth will make you cry
The truth will make you scream
The truth is poison injected
The truth insults freely
The truth will not set you free
The truth will bind you with force
The truth will chain you in shackles
Nobody tells the truth
Nobody wants to hear the truth
Nobody can handle the truth
“The truth is a fib, told by a liar full of spite and amorality
signifying evil.”
1020 reads
7 Comments
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