Submissions by DouglasWayne (Douglas)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to play on words. I enjoy realism as I write from the experiences that I have had.
STORY POEM
Published
8th Jan 2019 5:36pm
8th Jan 2019 5:36pm
Darker Knight
Darker Knight
Swords dulled themselves in masculine sheaths
In the night of love.
At the end of my Crusade
The castle stood
Bombarded yet
Still unsure
Of the hero intent
In benediction
To conquer.
I spoke my prayers to God
The Moor uttered his to Allah.
I was his daylight
He was my Darker Knight.
We knelt to share
And intertwine our daily offices
The hard and marble darkness of his smooth skin
Lent comparison to my white and Western
Body of pale English hide and hair.
...
Swords dulled themselves in masculine sheaths
In the night of love.
At the end of my Crusade
The castle stood
Bombarded yet
Still unsure
Of the hero intent
In benediction
To conquer.
I spoke my prayers to God
The Moor uttered his to Allah.
I was his daylight
He was my Darker Knight.
We knelt to share
And intertwine our daily offices
The hard and marble darkness of his smooth skin
Lent comparison to my white and Western
Body of pale English hide and hair.
...
#love
#soldiers
#war
468 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
8th Jan 2019 3:24pm
8th Jan 2019 3:24pm
Stranded On Poetic Island
Last night I dreamed that I was sailing in a ship full of letters
A great storm came upon the sea and I was scared out of
My dictionary book of many letters, words, and meanings that my
Father had given to me for winning a spelling bee one year.
The ship was tossed to and fro like a lemon in a fruit colony.
I cried out for deliverance but deliverance must have been
Very busy delivering someone else for the next thing I knew
The ship was thrown by the water and hurled by the wind
Upon the shores of a deserted but very poetic...
A great storm came upon the sea and I was scared out of
My dictionary book of many letters, words, and meanings that my
Father had given to me for winning a spelling bee one year.
The ship was tossed to and fro like a lemon in a fruit colony.
I cried out for deliverance but deliverance must have been
Very busy delivering someone else for the next thing I knew
The ship was thrown by the water and hurled by the wind
Upon the shores of a deserted but very poetic...
#fate
481 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2019 4:47pm
7th Jan 2019 4:47pm
Like a Dog Shitting In the Snow
I wanted to come here
And when I get done you can Click Here
And read this scat ode.
I wanted to come to this pretty box
It looks like a field of snow
And I wanted to be like a dog
And right down the center
Shit all over it.
I wanted to leave my turd words for all to read.
Are you a shit eating reader?
Do your eyes tie up like two boy dogs
When you get to reading this?
Would your rather walk your wife's poodle
Than screw it when she is at
Her Lesbian bridge club meetings?
Scarlet told me at work...
And when I get done you can Click Here
And read this scat ode.
I wanted to come to this pretty box
It looks like a field of snow
And I wanted to be like a dog
And right down the center
Shit all over it.
I wanted to leave my turd words for all to read.
Are you a shit eating reader?
Do your eyes tie up like two boy dogs
When you get to reading this?
Would your rather walk your wife's poodle
Than screw it when she is at
Her Lesbian bridge club meetings?
Scarlet told me at work...
#dogs
361 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th Jan 2019 4:42pm
7th Jan 2019 4:42pm
Adult Hither
They put her
In the cum-sin-castration camp of Aushit.
Her name was Ariel Lipsstick-Cohenstraddlesadick.
She stayed in his Hell hole
Until the Allied Armies liberated her.
This poem will attempt to trace her life
From childhood in the Gettgo of Letgoofmyego
To her meteoric rise on the stage of the Glob in Helstinky.
She could dance and prance
She slept with the stage producer's dick
But despised the rest of him
And made the rest of him
Go to bed without the rest of her.
If the pillow could talk ...
In the cum-sin-castration camp of Aushit.
Her name was Ariel Lipsstick-Cohenstraddlesadick.
She stayed in his Hell hole
Until the Allied Armies liberated her.
This poem will attempt to trace her life
From childhood in the Gettgo of Letgoofmyego
To her meteoric rise on the stage of the Glob in Helstinky.
She could dance and prance
She slept with the stage producer's dick
But despised the rest of him
And made the rest of him
Go to bed without the rest of her.
If the pillow could talk ...
#dark
#fate
#parody #funny
#parody #funny
367 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2019 3:28am
7th Jan 2019 3:28am
Halloween In the Front Seat of My Jeep Everyday
#sadness
#secrets
#abuse
#suffering
#hurt
371 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2019 2:51am
7th Jan 2019 2:51am
Fences With Peepholes Make Good Neighbors
Did Thoreau say
Fences make good neighbors
Was he gay?
He borrowed a hammer from someone
To build that cabin down on Walden
Should have borrowed a pair
Of post whore diggers.
This ain't about Throw a roll of frankfurters down a hallway...
This is about the reality of my next door neighbors.
We had no partition between us in the old days
We just let it all hang out.
I used to go out in Summer
And lay on my chaise
In my short shorts
All greased and oiled and lubricated
To get my package of sun for the year. ...
Fences make good neighbors
Was he gay?
He borrowed a hammer from someone
To build that cabin down on Walden
Should have borrowed a pair
Of post whore diggers.
This ain't about Throw a roll of frankfurters down a hallway...
This is about the reality of my next door neighbors.
We had no partition between us in the old days
We just let it all hang out.
I used to go out in Summer
And lay on my chaise
In my short shorts
All greased and oiled and lubricated
To get my package of sun for the year. ...
#fate
339 reads
2 Comments
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