Submissions by DecipherMe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love to write poetry more than anything in the world. I even break my heart at times to see what words I can generate. I want to inspire deeper feelings. I write religious topics and pagan mythology along with violent happiness and depressed titillation
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2019 5:42am
14th Mar 2019 5:42am
Pentecost Runes
Words in vests disrobe themselves along the town wind,
and the phonemes breath of squawks.
Bleeding rapture of swords above the clouds,
the period dials close out another sun.
Weaver, withdrawn into Ptolemaic decrees of transmobile stone,
the birds fall from an angel,
and the feathers dissipate through their paper folds
into jigsaw metaphor.
Reborn in hemlock pulp, the heresies blister in gold.
The enjambments strip into their twilight minx.
Stars emerge from the pupal moulds
as illiteracy collapses inward ...
and the phonemes breath of squawks.
Bleeding rapture of swords above the clouds,
the period dials close out another sun.
Weaver, withdrawn into Ptolemaic decrees of transmobile stone,
the birds fall from an angel,
and the feathers dissipate through their paper folds
into jigsaw metaphor.
Reborn in hemlock pulp, the heresies blister in gold.
The enjambments strip into their twilight minx.
Stars emerge from the pupal moulds
as illiteracy collapses inward ...
#universe
#PowerOfWords
#wisdom
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Mar 2019 2:22pm
13th Mar 2019 2:22pm
Eclipse of All Earths
The queen dug her colony in valleys of corn husk.
New venom teethed in the migrant sows.
Swarm from nectar into these fragrant lands.
They said they'd seen the bishop flaunt a halo.
Then watched it explode in a runny sky.
Lower than God, lower than country, then amissed in dirt.
Ants comb the ground and trail from a hole
of a gerrymandered well.
The poppy leaf fell by the hand of a medium.
The queen perched on the still skin clay streets.
Beasts, creatures of disorder winced until the ticks set
in the revolt of the...
New venom teethed in the migrant sows.
Swarm from nectar into these fragrant lands.
They said they'd seen the bishop flaunt a halo.
Then watched it explode in a runny sky.
Lower than God, lower than country, then amissed in dirt.
Ants comb the ground and trail from a hole
of a gerrymandered well.
The poppy leaf fell by the hand of a medium.
The queen perched on the still skin clay streets.
Beasts, creatures of disorder winced until the ticks set
in the revolt of the...
#war
#environment
#nature #humankind
#nature #humankind
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Mar 2019 2:58am
9th Mar 2019 2:58am
Demi-Humans
As the arms double back into the cell,
the head tilts onto an electric stem.
Floral propulsion from the hungry core —
undone palms release their hammering nails.
The face re-emerges in a giant's mouth of dog teeth
as the chest cage rattles of bats bequeathed to the cyclic turning of our peeping limelight.
Elasticizing pupils into vertical slits of their dark
for the refuge of mechanical creatures at their witching hour.
The mass grave shakes of bleached bone,
and the serpents arrive by the bells above the coffins.
...
the head tilts onto an electric stem.
Floral propulsion from the hungry core —
undone palms release their hammering nails.
The face re-emerges in a giant's mouth of dog teeth
as the chest cage rattles of bats bequeathed to the cyclic turning of our peeping limelight.
Elasticizing pupils into vertical slits of their dark
for the refuge of mechanical creatures at their witching hour.
The mass grave shakes of bleached bone,
and the serpents arrive by the bells above the coffins.
...
#monsters
#mythology
#surreal
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2019 10:55pm
8th Mar 2019 10:55pm
One Conceit of Collateral
Skyline exorcism on a twinkling apparatus of opal in a cloud.
Drawn into the levee mural at the cliff of the falling sandbag.
Drinking building's lollipop drip into ghetto,
but the crystal explodes out into rain
and the eaten forget beneath the spell.
The exorbitant paint restricts back on the marsh,
but overwhelming in pasty croc,
border towns drop into the drunk,
and the crawling tone above
scoops the ostriches of ostracism
by the plumes
in their lost wills
on their long, scurrying legs.
On a paper of...
Drawn into the levee mural at the cliff of the falling sandbag.
Drinking building's lollipop drip into ghetto,
but the crystal explodes out into rain
and the eaten forget beneath the spell.
The exorbitant paint restricts back on the marsh,
but overwhelming in pasty croc,
border towns drop into the drunk,
and the crawling tone above
scoops the ostriches of ostracism
by the plumes
in their lost wills
on their long, scurrying legs.
On a paper of...
#water
#inequality
#poverty #apathy
#poverty #apathy
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2019 00:50am
6th Mar 2019 00:50am
Samsara and its Bearing
Sharpen the wits.
Grind the pencil.
Scrape the pan.
Sterilized through the coating
and blown down to the metal
and sifted unto the stem brain.
The nerves revolt back on a spine.
Rippled out of excess
in skimming stone
fallen through
to a scattered pillar below catfish spawning.
But quick, the tidelings disappear in abrasion of the Commonwealth.
The crackling bones on the fire
expose the character of "trek".
The nub prick broke at last,
and even without a conclusion to the discovery,
the...
Grind the pencil.
Scrape the pan.
Sterilized through the coating
and blown down to the metal
and sifted unto the stem brain.
The nerves revolt back on a spine.
Rippled out of excess
in skimming stone
fallen through
to a scattered pillar below catfish spawning.
But quick, the tidelings disappear in abrasion of the Commonwealth.
The crackling bones on the fire
expose the character of "trek".
The nub prick broke at last,
and even without a conclusion to the discovery,
the...
#apathy
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2019 00:29am
4th Mar 2019 00:29am
A Poetry to Save the People
The syringes of several yogis attempt to suck this leather world into enlightenment,
but the edges fringe
and the buckle unlaces back into capital again.
The pop-up buildings
spring from the page
where the soul soft-lights by incandescent haze,
and the night is clipped of stars by the bulbs of their toiling there.
Beds rise from stuffy suites to seek their masters' flying head
and chain it down for one "I pray the Lord my soul to keep".
But green flames of bills smoked out the kitchen
because the salary...
but the edges fringe
and the buckle unlaces back into capital again.
The pop-up buildings
spring from the page
where the soul soft-lights by incandescent haze,
and the night is clipped of stars by the bulbs of their toiling there.
Beds rise from stuffy suites to seek their masters' flying head
and chain it down for one "I pray the Lord my soul to keep".
But green flames of bills smoked out the kitchen
because the salary...
#God
#freedom
#art
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Mar 2019 10:04pm
1st Mar 2019 10:04pm
Black Lizard Planet
Kite tail on the dandelion seedling,
the recession and the aliens lock step.
The gravity curls duets ontop the unlaced golden plates.
Bomber's ash like the black cloud doctor the Congress had on call
shifted the kazoo in its mouth,
fought deep in the unbirthday
of a garrison wandering the plague.
Creases on back of factory citizens
brand in, not out
even with the paws of the butter grain masseuse —
unmopped floor.
Ships landing on the fore buds of a baker's tongue
withdraw into the sweet flora of a shower lap of...
the recession and the aliens lock step.
The gravity curls duets ontop the unlaced golden plates.
Bomber's ash like the black cloud doctor the Congress had on call
shifted the kazoo in its mouth,
fought deep in the unbirthday
of a garrison wandering the plague.
Creases on back of factory citizens
brand in, not out
even with the paws of the butter grain masseuse —
unmopped floor.
Ships landing on the fore buds of a baker's tongue
withdraw into the sweet flora of a shower lap of...
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#illness #poverty
#illness #poverty
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Mar 2019 4:37am
1st Mar 2019 4:37am
Orbs of Kinesia
Lying in the metal,
breathing on steel feathers
up to a lactic lake
from bones propelled along their rock to the max pillars.
Building through the heavy air
of the mix of different salts of the pride,
roaring out from the precipice of the mind
of carved characters of incantation
of defenses pulled up through time.
Overhead, the bulbs tussle through electric air
and sparks irradiated from backs of sweat.
breathing on steel feathers
up to a lactic lake
from bones propelled along their rock to the max pillars.
Building through the heavy air
of the mix of different salts of the pride,
roaring out from the precipice of the mind
of carved characters of incantation
of defenses pulled up through time.
Overhead, the bulbs tussle through electric air
and sparks irradiated from backs of sweat.
#strength
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Mar 2019 3:15am
1st Mar 2019 3:15am
Of Jörmungandr
Wonder waves blow on the city — prism round from salt.
Ditches, groundwater unbind drainage,
flood linen to the sky.
The flavor of the fire in the sun on the froth.
Released, the dew soaks its nature.
Would the wood walls reject their moss,
we could say this world was ours.
Bellies full too much — they run to the sand.
The cyclone closes its somber eyes
and withdraws to the marsh.
In between the boonies and the marsh,
the dust nestles in daisy.
Daisy called to the highland trees,
"Raise...
Ditches, groundwater unbind drainage,
flood linen to the sky.
The flavor of the fire in the sun on the froth.
Released, the dew soaks its nature.
Would the wood walls reject their moss,
we could say this world was ours.
Bellies full too much — they run to the sand.
The cyclone closes its somber eyes
and withdraws to the marsh.
In between the boonies and the marsh,
the dust nestles in daisy.
Daisy called to the highland trees,
"Raise...
#city
#water
#nature
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Feb 2019 4:44am
26th Feb 2019 4:44am
Claustrum
Toes, they itch off into the bulbed flame
breaking in the must of the bed
from the dirt of night sweats.
Blimps of fuzz pass over the pupils
in incandescent daze.
Picking, scabbing the inspiration
bloomed off tangled chipping scalp,
the finger drills undo the domestic star aside of the clock dial pacing
above tainted nitrogen blare
through muffled vinyl of the animals' rut.
The pelvis burns of jumping jacks.
Throw the nerves away.
Once seeping into the Aurora staring blue light
through a screen — ...
breaking in the must of the bed
from the dirt of night sweats.
Blimps of fuzz pass over the pupils
in incandescent daze.
Picking, scabbing the inspiration
bloomed off tangled chipping scalp,
the finger drills undo the domestic star aside of the clock dial pacing
above tainted nitrogen blare
through muffled vinyl of the animals' rut.
The pelvis burns of jumping jacks.
Throw the nerves away.
Once seeping into the Aurora staring blue light
through a screen — ...
#loneliness
#city
#MentalHealth
#emptiness
#apathy
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Feb 2019 7:40am
25th Feb 2019 7:40am
Anomie
Simmer, helium,
the abdomen airs high on the tarp
dipping over the river.
Ejected from the vertical construct
atop fire of lost capital
when the green visions fed to a propulsion field
at the envy glimpse of lubricated clanks in structure
of the happiness here.
Bags of cents and scents and sense, last to fall.
The sky never felt as blue
as the sea before
the sea filled with cruises
and the sky learned how to swim past the jetliners
every so often when the gold spewed from below
and the happy afforded a home. ...
the abdomen airs high on the tarp
dipping over the river.
Ejected from the vertical construct
atop fire of lost capital
when the green visions fed to a propulsion field
at the envy glimpse of lubricated clanks in structure
of the happiness here.
Bags of cents and scents and sense, last to fall.
The sky never felt as blue
as the sea before
the sea filled with cruises
and the sky learned how to swim past the jetliners
every so often when the gold spewed from below
and the happy afforded a home. ...
#MentalHealth
#escape
#poverty #surreal
#poverty #surreal
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STORY POEM
Published
16th Feb 2019 8:09pm
16th Feb 2019 8:09pm
Spring Figures
Turtle bean shoots and cauliflower tops —
trickling down to root in the ice
in a mime of...
Pings.
Up the folded cards,
rolling arms back through,
under clockwork, flying palms winding the escape wheel mechanism,
in a flush of flowering galleries twirled in embroidery lace —
heels sewing spirals
as at once a school of stingrays glide down the centerfold on prodded tails.
The trains split their boxcar arms
and fell through chainé turns into whitewater oars swam through air
while the legs flung through the...
trickling down to root in the ice
in a mime of...
Pings.
Up the folded cards,
rolling arms back through,
under clockwork, flying palms winding the escape wheel mechanism,
in a flush of flowering galleries twirled in embroidery lace —
heels sewing spirals
as at once a school of stingrays glide down the centerfold on prodded tails.
The trains split their boxcar arms
and fell through chainé turns into whitewater oars swam through air
while the legs flung through the...
#dance
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