Submissions by DukeDeltree (Duke Deltree)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
~Falling leaves~ Passing from this state of being. Bury me under a mighty oak tree. Tell the ones that loved me most. To stand below and close their eyes. I will shower them with falling leaves. Like kisses from the sky.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2014 10:27pm
20th Oct 2014 10:27pm
~Bell~
A reflective soul will be the bell, compassion born of sorrow will be the mallet. To make a bell sing, you must strike it! ~Duke Deltree~
715 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Oct 2014 11:43pm
17th Oct 2014 11:43pm
To Humans that still survive
Socialism has always been a part of our world's governments. A collective of community humanism that is at socialism's root and is what they're trying to get rid of is the community socialization of schools, healthcare and a lot more ideas that makes Humanity great.
The Capitalist Jihadist would like to get rid of all social aid. Their greed and desire needs to crush humanity under their boots not a need to build a great world society of free people and equality a shining star to the heavens.
Evil created the people's need for state aid. They needed to keep you all...
The Capitalist Jihadist would like to get rid of all social aid. Their greed and desire needs to crush humanity under their boots not a need to build a great world society of free people and equality a shining star to the heavens.
Evil created the people's need for state aid. They needed to keep you all...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Oct 2014 4:14am
14th Oct 2014 4:14am
~Journeys~
It is time for us to think, regret, forgive, learn, growing with the sweet and the bitter tears, finding ourselves, time to understand. Fortunate to have a moment to embrace. ~Duke Deltree~
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SELF POEM
Published
13th May 2014 8:01am
13th May 2014 8:01am
~Ebb and flow~
Caught in a tidal pool of energy that has sucked the joy of life out of me once again, beginning to perceive. ~Duke Deltree~
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2014 7:22am
3rd Feb 2014 7:22am
~Voices~
Voices in my head tell stories and rhyme.
Voices tell about the path and design.
Voices tell about the mistakes that I make.
They will show me windows that I may see.
And slam shut doors that will never be.
Leaves me mumbling down the street.
I'm not sure if I ever win, if I could even get a word in.
And in the background there is an ising sound.
As the arguments go round and round. ~Duke Deltree~
Voices tell about the path and design.
Voices tell about the mistakes that I make.
They will show me windows that I may see.
And slam shut doors that will never be.
Leaves me mumbling down the street.
I'm not sure if I ever win, if I could even get a word in.
And in the background there is an ising sound.
As the arguments go round and round. ~Duke Deltree~
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2014 5:51am
29th Jan 2014 5:51am
~Falling leaves~
Passing from this state of being.
Bury me under a mighty oak tree.
Tell the ones that loved me most.
To stand below and close their eyes.
I will shower them with falling leaves.
Like kisses from the sky. ~Duke Deltree~
Bury me under a mighty oak tree.
Tell the ones that loved me most.
To stand below and close their eyes.
I will shower them with falling leaves.
Like kisses from the sky. ~Duke Deltree~
1110 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2013 5:09pm
5th Nov 2013 5:09pm
~a day in my life~
One day, a beautiful brook trout glistening in the sun. Its feeding needs brought him to his end.
Fought a helpless fight against an irresistible force that was upon him, me.
Excitement as always filled me, seemed like every catch was like the first.
Holding him in my hand he struggled, they all did... looking at him, like I've done a thousand times, into his eye then saw deep terror, fear then hate, anger, needing, helplessness, despair.
Letting him go to his home became my thought leaving the pond never to return to that way of life again ~Duke Deltree~
Fought a helpless fight against an irresistible force that was upon him, me.
Excitement as always filled me, seemed like every catch was like the first.
Holding him in my hand he struggled, they all did... looking at him, like I've done a thousand times, into his eye then saw deep terror, fear then hate, anger, needing, helplessness, despair.
Letting him go to his home became my thought leaving the pond never to return to that way of life again ~Duke Deltree~
798 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Oct 2013 7:27pm
31st Oct 2013 7:27pm
Tides and Time
It wasn't my yesterdays I feared, it was my tomorrows ... Fear that they would consume me and ... they did. ~Duke Deltree~
717 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Sep 2013 2:04am
18th Sep 2013 2:04am
Clueless
Knife out of the darkness slices through a thin veil slicing
cleanly my heart drops to the floor bleeding out.
Washing cold weakening white sensation my heart's breath not to return.
Thoughts clouds pain of soul. Crying, crying silently only the Eternal Mother can hear, towards the light. ~Duke Deltree~
cleanly my heart drops to the floor bleeding out.
Washing cold weakening white sensation my heart's breath not to return.
Thoughts clouds pain of soul. Crying, crying silently only the Eternal Mother can hear, towards the light. ~Duke Deltree~
610 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
24th May 2013 9:46pm
24th May 2013 9:46pm
~Scribe~
My heart fills with sorrow not knowing tomorrow.
Only today, no yesterday.
Vaguely remembering what it was to be eternal.
Visions seen, wind whipped plains, dry bones picked clean gleam.
Posed on the edge of hope I cried out the visions given are true.
Standing on the edge falling into hell, eyes widening from shock.
The weight of the world upon my chest. ~Duke Deltree~
Only today, no yesterday.
Vaguely remembering what it was to be eternal.
Visions seen, wind whipped plains, dry bones picked clean gleam.
Posed on the edge of hope I cried out the visions given are true.
Standing on the edge falling into hell, eyes widening from shock.
The weight of the world upon my chest. ~Duke Deltree~
782 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th May 2013 5:51pm
14th May 2013 5:51pm
~The Merry-go-nightmare~
The Elites are always seeming to buy their way out of incidences that the common citizens of the world would be doing time with their new lovers.
As Humans we will be returned to poverty and darkness,if not already in some cases. To a level we can not conceive, our compassion makes us helpless.
We just stand there tears flowing. Thinking how could this be? How could anyone do these things?
To anyone who does not understand that we are in the hands of humanoids. They look like us but they do not seem to have the quality that makes a person human, compassion!
...
As Humans we will be returned to poverty and darkness,if not already in some cases. To a level we can not conceive, our compassion makes us helpless.
We just stand there tears flowing. Thinking how could this be? How could anyone do these things?
To anyone who does not understand that we are in the hands of humanoids. They look like us but they do not seem to have the quality that makes a person human, compassion!
...
626 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th May 2013 3:54am
5th May 2013 3:54am
epiphany
An emotional Vampire wants to fear and forms speech patterns
to justify their perception of their victims.
Adrenalin created from controlling the moment for them fills part of their need.
Their way is to create strong emotional situations by learned victim response methods
drinking the essence of their victims to be replaced with darkness drawn
from a deep inner need within to level the emotional horizon.
Keeping vessels near for their unconditional blame
for their feeling of failure that has nurtured them from the cradle.
Unwary and wary...
to justify their perception of their victims.
Adrenalin created from controlling the moment for them fills part of their need.
Their way is to create strong emotional situations by learned victim response methods
drinking the essence of their victims to be replaced with darkness drawn
from a deep inner need within to level the emotional horizon.
Keeping vessels near for their unconditional blame
for their feeling of failure that has nurtured them from the cradle.
Unwary and wary...
815 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by DukeDeltree (Duke Deltree)
