Submissions by Everyday_Author (Randall)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm from Minnesota. I write about bad weather, depression and my feelings, which are sometimes sexual in nature.
SELF POEM
Published
16th May 2020 4:58am
16th May 2020 4:58am
Lessons From The Bottom Of The Lake
Lessons from the bottom of a lake
Did I die that day
When she dredged me up?
When I rejected the water that violated my lungs?
To follow my twin brother
Until feet and sand no longer met
Was the tangle of seaweed
My last true caress?
Did it fly that day
My innocence somewhere new
As panic seized my soul
Before mother's rescue?
So capable was I
Before that one embrace
So fragile am I
With knowledge of that place
That place at the silty end
That makes bubbles out of screams ...
Did I die that day
When she dredged me up?
When I rejected the water that violated my lungs?
To follow my twin brother
Until feet and sand no longer met
Was the tangle of seaweed
My last true caress?
Did it fly that day
My innocence somewhere new
As panic seized my soul
Before mother's rescue?
So capable was I
Before that one embrace
So fragile am I
With knowledge of that place
That place at the silty end
That makes bubbles out of screams ...
#brother
#identity
#myself
284 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
15th May 2020 1:36am
15th May 2020 1:36am
The Recipe For Winning: Clawing Back
Less and less I listen to songs about other men sinking
quite an accomplishment
I measure progress in instants
Clawing my way back
days yield but inches
but if catastrophy has even a little less quarter; my mind is doing it's mission
Some would rather have permission than forgiveness
I need them both from myself
'fore I'm "winning"
I'm on my way...
quite an accomplishment
I measure progress in instants
Clawing my way back
days yield but inches
but if catastrophy has even a little less quarter; my mind is doing it's mission
Some would rather have permission than forgiveness
I need them both from myself
'fore I'm "winning"
I'm on my way...
#depression
#identity
#myself
256 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2020 00:31am
14th May 2020 00:31am
I wish...
Teach me to be brave
show me how to stay sane
and keep my bones in full
under this weight
I wish, oh I wish
I could take your panic
I wish, oh I wish
I could dull my own madness
I wish, oh I wish
death didn't come for you like this
show me how to stay sane
and keep my bones in full
under this weight
I wish, oh I wish
I could take your panic
I wish, oh I wish
I could dull my own madness
I wish, oh I wish
death didn't come for you like this
#identity
#death
#myself
290 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
13th May 2020 2:06am
13th May 2020 2:06am
The Glare Of My Inequity: Reckless And Inert
Daily reflection produces reliable diagnoses but I don't have the course to repair that which is broken
To stare at the glare of my inequity before you would require an admission of my faults; a pennywise fool such as I could not bare that weight in front of you all
Reckless
inert
a lonesome pillar
I fail to hold up my insignificant world
To stare at the glare of my inequity before you would require an admission of my faults; a pennywise fool such as I could not bare that weight in front of you all
Reckless
inert
a lonesome pillar
I fail to hold up my insignificant world
#anxiety
#depression
#identity
#OCD
#myself
418 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th May 2020 1:23am
12th May 2020 1:23am
What Are Your Woes? A Call For Connection
What are your woes?
show me your soul
break down the walls
as your eyes scan my scrolls
All I want is a little connection
all I need is a little validation
the only thing in life with any value to me
is the reflection of humanity I see in our creative collections
Thank you for all of your advice, friendship and affection
show me your soul
break down the walls
as your eyes scan my scrolls
All I want is a little connection
all I need is a little validation
the only thing in life with any value to me
is the reflection of humanity I see in our creative collections
Thank you for all of your advice, friendship and affection
#love
#friendship
#myself #gratitude
#myself #gratitude
299 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
11th May 2020 2:05am
11th May 2020 2:05am
Simulated Accord: Connection and echo
I haven't heard your voice in days
but it echoes through these substrates
Connection simulated
a hollow Accord
but in these trying times
the microphone is mi amor
I write these words to get me through
but we create sound that connects me to you
but it echoes through these substrates
Connection simulated
a hollow Accord
but in these trying times
the microphone is mi amor
I write these words to get me through
but we create sound that connects me to you
#depression
#family
#friendship
#identity
#myself
275 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
10th May 2020 1:28am
10th May 2020 1:28am
Spasms: The Pangs of Pain
Spasms
Quickening
Then calm
A wince
Like a storm
Prolonged in it's fury
Varied in its form
A cadence
A tempo
From which consciousness is born
This body is my art
And I love to perform
Quickening
Then calm
A wince
Like a storm
Prolonged in it's fury
Varied in its form
A cadence
A tempo
From which consciousness is born
This body is my art
And I love to perform
#identity
#myself
#disability
354 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
9th May 2020 2:59am
9th May 2020 2:59am
Mythweaver: Collective Distraction
Myth occupies my mental space
as I try to distract my brain from deleterious states
A tale of flame and Shadow I'm weaving with my mates; whatever it takes to stay sane in these days
Pretend
create
Move forward
at your own pace
as I try to distract my brain from deleterious states
A tale of flame and Shadow I'm weaving with my mates; whatever it takes to stay sane in these days
Pretend
create
Move forward
at your own pace
#friendship
#identity
#narrative
#myself
#mythology
305 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
8th May 2020 3:37am
8th May 2020 3:37am
Lonely, not Alone: Dutiful Holders
Reflections of pains past are departing at last; few and far between I'm back on the path
Walking alone but never absent my companions who carve their love in my bones as water carves up canyons
I am but a conduate
papyrus to those hands
My tribe shows me love
to which I'm a walking monument
The weight of the world is on my shoulders but it doesn't need to be there. My family's hands are out; they are dutiful holders
Walking alone but never absent my companions who carve their love in my bones as water carves up canyons
I am but a conduate
papyrus to those hands
My tribe shows me love
to which I'm a walking monument
The weight of the world is on my shoulders but it doesn't need to be there. My family's hands are out; they are dutiful holders
#love
#family
#identity
#myself
#meditation
311 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th May 2020 2:30am
7th May 2020 2:30am
Happy Nurses Day: Stalwart Defenders
Masked heroes are saving lives
I'm just thinking 'bout the end of mine
gratitude crashes like ocean waves
Onto the shore of my brain
softening that thing
housed inside my ribcage
Tales of song and dance
inspiring you to move on
as the enemy makes it's advance
day after day
thank you stalwart defenders
taking on the weight of this world-wide endever I will always remember how you're protecting all that I cherish and love
I'm just thinking 'bout the end of mine
gratitude crashes like ocean waves
Onto the shore of my brain
softening that thing
housed inside my ribcage
Tales of song and dance
inspiring you to move on
as the enemy makes it's advance
day after day
thank you stalwart defenders
taking on the weight of this world-wide endever I will always remember how you're protecting all that I cherish and love
#kindness
#strength
#courage
#gratitude
#admiration
361 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
6th May 2020 1:59am
6th May 2020 1:59am
A Walk With Heidi: A Journey of Eons and Inches
Pebbles Tumble under my toes
as my whimsy tells Heidi where to go
Heels tense
calves burning
I walk this field road
to placate my spirit's yearning
Sprouts shooting up
their lives just beginning
my life is a tale
of eons and inches
I'm finally focused on what's in my perception and vision; not on all of the things my ideal self is missing
as my whimsy tells Heidi where to go
Heels tense
calves burning
I walk this field road
to placate my spirit's yearning
Sprouts shooting up
their lives just beginning
my life is a tale
of eons and inches
I'm finally focused on what's in my perception and vision; not on all of the things my ideal self is missing
#identity
#dogs
#nature
#myself
#meditation
282 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
4th May 2020 11:13pm
4th May 2020 11:13pm
Within The Recesses: He, Me, Enemy
All-consuming pain has me on my back
red in tooth and claw; always on the attack
Cynicism like knives that stab into the wise
Dialating my eyes as I choose fight o'er flight
This disposition
just a three year-old disguise
or is this who I have become
Self-isolated in these confines
The dark recesses of my mind
those corners and cracks where I find no warmth or light
Entrapment is temporary; self-fulfilling
Enraptured and sustained by memory
Of times when I loved myself
Before I treated he as enemy
red in tooth and claw; always on the attack
Cynicism like knives that stab into the wise
Dialating my eyes as I choose fight o'er flight
This disposition
just a three year-old disguise
or is this who I have become
Self-isolated in these confines
The dark recesses of my mind
those corners and cracks where I find no warmth or light
Entrapment is temporary; self-fulfilling
Enraptured and sustained by memory
Of times when I loved myself
Before I treated he as enemy
#anger
#anxiety
#depression
#identity
#myself
306 reads
1 Comment
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