Submissions by Ealantair
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Emotionally aware yet not emotional, socially conscious yet not engaged, straying from conventions yet not a rebel, just someone who likes to write.
DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2015 4:21pm
18th Oct 2015 4:21pm
Naughty [a tribute to Freaky Fred]
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2015 4:47pm
30th Jan 2015 4:47pm
Pressure
Restless eyes stare at screens
Blank with contempt;
Their gazes never wavering
From the blinking cursor.
Palms stroke own necks
Pensively,
Testing resistance,
Kneading at the knots
That twitch below stretched skin:
Ripe enough to burst,
Yet lingering,
Wandering lower,
Seeking refuge in
Better guarded shelters.
They taunt,
Words etched deep within,
Their reign stretched
Far past their worth,
Their weight a tattered quilt
Laid over bent backs;
The spineless have less trouble
Reaching the ground....
Blank with contempt;
Their gazes never wavering
From the blinking cursor.
Palms stroke own necks
Pensively,
Testing resistance,
Kneading at the knots
That twitch below stretched skin:
Ripe enough to burst,
Yet lingering,
Wandering lower,
Seeking refuge in
Better guarded shelters.
They taunt,
Words etched deep within,
Their reign stretched
Far past their worth,
Their weight a tattered quilt
Laid over bent backs;
The spineless have less trouble
Reaching the ground....
558 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Jan 2015 1:36pm
20th Jan 2015 1:36pm
Confession
Cryptic words muttered through
Pursed lips
That only part to receive
His flesh and blood.
Knees bang in unison
On concrete floors
As heads bow coyly
To please His gaze.
The smell of incense is dizzying,
A makeshift breach
Into the realm above
While waiting for salvation to come.
Ascension attempted through the voices of choirs…
They seem to
Bounce off the stained glass,
Back onto the stack of
Lowered skulls.
They’re missing the best part:
A masquerade veiled by
Deep red curtains,
A slow...
Pursed lips
That only part to receive
His flesh and blood.
Knees bang in unison
On concrete floors
As heads bow coyly
To please His gaze.
The smell of incense is dizzying,
A makeshift breach
Into the realm above
While waiting for salvation to come.
Ascension attempted through the voices of choirs…
They seem to
Bounce off the stained glass,
Back onto the stack of
Lowered skulls.
They’re missing the best part:
A masquerade veiled by
Deep red curtains,
A slow...
756 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2014 00:53am
2nd Nov 2014 00:53am
Disconnected
Restless
Prodded by heaps of
Dreadful snoring
And mind deafening nothing.
Defective machinery
Teases the very boredom out of me
Rendering the largest of yawns
Useless.
Battlefields rage somewhere,
Elsewhere,
But here their voice is silenced,
Replaced by colorful animals
And the smell of ashes lain passively over glass.
Alone,
Truly, utterly alone,
With a mind bearing the phrases of millions;
So much to choose from yet nothing’s on.
Excitement coming in short, caffeinated jerks,
Breaking through a night induced haze
Of...
Prodded by heaps of
Dreadful snoring
And mind deafening nothing.
Defective machinery
Teases the very boredom out of me
Rendering the largest of yawns
Useless.
Battlefields rage somewhere,
Elsewhere,
But here their voice is silenced,
Replaced by colorful animals
And the smell of ashes lain passively over glass.
Alone,
Truly, utterly alone,
With a mind bearing the phrases of millions;
So much to choose from yet nothing’s on.
Excitement coming in short, caffeinated jerks,
Breaking through a night induced haze
Of...
706 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Aug 2014 5:38am
14th Aug 2014 5:38am
Relentless Reminiscence [Resurrected]
Recollections rust with time;
A brief synopsis of the hours
That burned their mark on my proselyte morality
Might be due.
Fade out/fade into black and white screen.
An abrupt glance shared between volumes
Speaking profusely of ages lived bilious
By a master of the acrimonious…
Yet there we were,
In the midst of charm cut short by
Terse explanations of conjugal arrangements.
So be it.
But it had to be reiterated
Within settings bearing alarming similarities;
Arms open to the burgeoning of affinities
Finding...
A brief synopsis of the hours
That burned their mark on my proselyte morality
Might be due.
Fade out/fade into black and white screen.
An abrupt glance shared between volumes
Speaking profusely of ages lived bilious
By a master of the acrimonious…
Yet there we were,
In the midst of charm cut short by
Terse explanations of conjugal arrangements.
So be it.
But it had to be reiterated
Within settings bearing alarming similarities;
Arms open to the burgeoning of affinities
Finding...
529 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2014 2:04am
23rd Jul 2014 2:04am
Mens Insana in Corpore Insano
Cheers to the prepubescent adolescent,
A priestess to the cult of reality TV,
Who never finishes her plate,
Hoping that those very bones
Poking through her transparent skin
Might somehow grow thinner,
As she hides her rotting teeth
Behind the ghost of a smirk,
And throws condescending glares
At those who seek sustenance.
You’re on the right track, “skinny” IS the new “happy”.
Cheers to the dazzling young man
Who’s now but a bundle of bulging muscles,
Crammed with countless bluish vessels,
Just ready to pop.
As the...
A priestess to the cult of reality TV,
Who never finishes her plate,
Hoping that those very bones
Poking through her transparent skin
Might somehow grow thinner,
As she hides her rotting teeth
Behind the ghost of a smirk,
And throws condescending glares
At those who seek sustenance.
You’re on the right track, “skinny” IS the new “happy”.
Cheers to the dazzling young man
Who’s now but a bundle of bulging muscles,
Crammed with countless bluish vessels,
Just ready to pop.
As the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2014 2:39am
22nd Jul 2014 2:39am
Caught in the Middle
Seed spawned in soil
Long corrupted
Shielded from the impartial sunshine,
Absorbing carefully filtered blood-red watts.
Sounds echoing
From lands a cry’s reach away,
Ridden with confusion,
Mass fed ignorance,
The illusion of propaganda.
Acid-spewing barriers erected
With rusty barbed wire,
Promise of illness that no shot can prevent,
Not even those dispensed by needles.
The sapling grows,
Nourished by crap-streaked waters,
Laced with humus,
Aftermath of slithering maggots
Feasting on decaying corpses,
Lovechild of rage...
Long corrupted
Shielded from the impartial sunshine,
Absorbing carefully filtered blood-red watts.
Sounds echoing
From lands a cry’s reach away,
Ridden with confusion,
Mass fed ignorance,
The illusion of propaganda.
Acid-spewing barriers erected
With rusty barbed wire,
Promise of illness that no shot can prevent,
Not even those dispensed by needles.
The sapling grows,
Nourished by crap-streaked waters,
Laced with humus,
Aftermath of slithering maggots
Feasting on decaying corpses,
Lovechild of rage...
577 reads
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