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
5th Mar 2020 4:29am
5th Mar 2020 4:29am
The Night Marches on: An Anthem of Praxis and Maxim
Insomnia like death and taxes
Is sure to plague me
until the end
For which it leaves me asking
I'm just a man
forced to marry pressure and praxis
Inside the hall of my core
I make mead of these maxims
My body tosses about
My tongue turns the phrase
If I just stay true to this practice
I know I'll be okay
Is sure to plague me
until the end
For which it leaves me asking
I'm just a man
forced to marry pressure and praxis
Inside the hall of my core
I make mead of these maxims
My body tosses about
My tongue turns the phrase
If I just stay true to this practice
I know I'll be okay
#depression
#strength
#insomnia
#sleep
#myself
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2020 4:27am
4th Mar 2020 4:27am
A Storm Inside; A Measured Response
Lethargy is like a weight on my eyelids
as the winds of change lash my body
the sea
Is contained in my iris
The turbulent brine
Welling up; crashing down
turning my lips
Into sea-locked islands
The storm's end is abrupt
A crescendo of emotion and sound
that made a canyon of my earth
the impact so profound
The recession of the waves
carries my mind's silt away
The surface grows still
and I know I'll be okay
as the winds of change lash my body
the sea
Is contained in my iris
The turbulent brine
Welling up; crashing down
turning my lips
Into sea-locked islands
The storm's end is abrupt
A crescendo of emotion and sound
that made a canyon of my earth
the impact so profound
The recession of the waves
carries my mind's silt away
The surface grows still
and I know I'll be okay
#depression
#insomnia
#myself
#emotional
#emotions
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2020 2:33am
3rd Mar 2020 2:33am
Amongst The Amber: A Restorative Connection
A soft wind blew
through my hair
as I came to a stop
And met her stare
I set myself down
amidst the amber
and wound a sheath around my fingers
a makeshift anchor
Tied willfully to the people
That connection my savior
I'm at home in this world
and duty-bound to help save her
through my hair
as I came to a stop
And met her stare
I set myself down
amidst the amber
and wound a sheath around my fingers
a makeshift anchor
Tied willfully to the people
That connection my savior
I'm at home in this world
and duty-bound to help save her
#love
#nature
#humankind
#myself
#symbolism
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2020 3:04am
2nd Mar 2020 3:04am
Escaping The Cave: Tomorrow is Worth Meeting
Looking over the ledge
Toward my great beyond
I wave goodbye to the cave
and play my favorite song
I know I'll be back
down below before long
but walking this trail
Is where right now I belong
"I held [twilight's] hand this evening"
It's one man's search for meaning
I'll kiss the sky
and embrace what I might be
She beckons me forth
unto the plains of feeling
I trek amongst amber waves
My motivation's reeling
but I know tomorrow's worth meeting
Toward my great beyond
I wave goodbye to the cave
and play my favorite song
I know I'll be back
down below before long
but walking this trail
Is where right now I belong
"I held [twilight's] hand this evening"
It's one man's search for meaning
I'll kiss the sky
and embrace what I might be
She beckons me forth
unto the plains of feeling
I trek amongst amber waves
My motivation's reeling
but I know tomorrow's worth meeting
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia
#myself
#emotions
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Mar 2020 2:30am
1st Mar 2020 2:30am
Transmuting Pain: A Brand New View
Breathe in
Breathe out
Look up
Dig down
I just keep repeating
these manufactured mantras
as I balk against
isolation's onset
Severing connections
I'm without direction
But I'd rather be alone
than in the grips of deception
I'm seeing the shadows
on the walls of this cave
Once reality seeps in
I'll never be the same
I know the strength
of accepting painful truths
As I smash through the wall of self-deceit
I hear "she doesn't love you"
I transmute the pain ...
Breathe out
Look up
Dig down
I just keep repeating
these manufactured mantras
as I balk against
isolation's onset
Severing connections
I'm without direction
But I'd rather be alone
than in the grips of deception
I'm seeing the shadows
on the walls of this cave
Once reality seeps in
I'll never be the same
I know the strength
of accepting painful truths
As I smash through the wall of self-deceit
I hear "she doesn't love you"
I transmute the pain ...
#strength
#inspirational
#myself
#UnrequitedLove
#symbolism
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Feb 2020 00:26am
29th Feb 2020 00:26am
A Day Down Below: The Mentor, The Friend, The Muse
I'll never leave you behind
Your words are scribed in the stone of my mind "one day you'll sit across that table and we'll share tales of the climb."
To see your face today restored me
The past gives me life upon this journey
I know for certain I'm maturing and you had a hand in helping mature me
But I've been feeling oh so lonely
Keeling under the weight of "if only"
I know you're happy here but man I don't know where it is I'm going
Please tell me where it is I'm going...
...
Your words are scribed in the stone of my mind "one day you'll sit across that table and we'll share tales of the climb."
To see your face today restored me
The past gives me life upon this journey
I know for certain I'm maturing and you had a hand in helping mature me
But I've been feeling oh so lonely
Keeling under the weight of "if only"
I know you're happy here but man I don't know where it is I'm going
Please tell me where it is I'm going...
...
#strength
#loneliness
#relationships
#myself
#philosophical
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Feb 2020 10:39pm
27th Feb 2020 10:39pm
Aside: An Archetype Emerges
Am I a lover
or a friend
or a child
to them?
Can they be trusted
as I descend
down low
into the depths?
The echoes are fading
my resolve is sustaining
my ethereal muscles
are starting to strengthen
Do I really need to beg to be loved and remembered?
or am I just scared to pull
the strength from my center?
I love me
I remember me
the further down I go
the more clearly I see
Answers come loose
as around me rocks are breaking
I can be trusted
A guardian...
or a friend
or a child
to them?
Can they be trusted
as I descend
down low
into the depths?
The echoes are fading
my resolve is sustaining
my ethereal muscles
are starting to strengthen
Do I really need to beg to be loved and remembered?
or am I just scared to pull
the strength from my center?
I love me
I remember me
the further down I go
the more clearly I see
Answers come loose
as around me rocks are breaking
I can be trusted
A guardian...
#love
#strength
#identity
#inspirational
#myself
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Feb 2020 11:59pm
26th Feb 2020 11:59pm
Theraputic Momentum: The Journey Continues
I'm swinging down
In search of redemption
With eyes looking up
I'm gaining momentum
With this axe of authenticity
I'll burrow down to the mantle
I'm building a tribe
There is nothing I can't handle
"Just tell her you miss her"
echoes in the cavern
as my resolve and connection
Grow stronger in tandem
I had a chance
I took it for granted
My mental health ground down
against "maybe's" anvil, and still...
I keep swinging
I keep tunneling
It's early in the journey
but I like who...
In search of redemption
With eyes looking up
I'm gaining momentum
With this axe of authenticity
I'll burrow down to the mantle
I'm building a tribe
There is nothing I can't handle
"Just tell her you miss her"
echoes in the cavern
as my resolve and connection
Grow stronger in tandem
I had a chance
I took it for granted
My mental health ground down
against "maybe's" anvil, and still...
I keep swinging
I keep tunneling
It's early in the journey
but I like who...
#love
#strength
#myself
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Feb 2020 6:35pm
25th Feb 2020 6:35pm
Blisters: The Journey Begins
As I break ground
my hands form blisters
"Why are you hiding?
Just tell her you miss her"
With axe in hand I will turn solid earth to fissure
I'm human; all too human
Can I handle the pressure?
One...two...three... One...two...three...
I establish a rhythm
as I listen to the sound
of other men sinking
"She's moved on
You read her wrong"
or are those just excuse
to not carry on?
I've barely made a chip
but I'm proud of my reflection
I'll dig down deep....or slip
under the waves of...
my hands form blisters
"Why are you hiding?
Just tell her you miss her"
With axe in hand I will turn solid earth to fissure
I'm human; all too human
Can I handle the pressure?
One...two...three... One...two...three...
I establish a rhythm
as I listen to the sound
of other men sinking
"She's moved on
You read her wrong"
or are those just excuse
to not carry on?
I've barely made a chip
but I'm proud of my reflection
I'll dig down deep....or slip
under the waves of...
#depression
#strength
#myself #UnrequitedLove
#myself #UnrequitedLove
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2020 7:18am
24th Feb 2020 7:18am
Dirty Your Hands: Wisdom From The Emotional Earth
I felt a tremor
From the emotional earth
That told me "Dig Deep, you deserve to be heard"
"Harden your soft hands
and decide what you're worth
Once you do you'll find answers
Buried in your hurt"
So I'll crack the rocks
Instead of saying prayers
and dirty my nails
amidst Earthen lairs
I'll be intrepid but kind --
So kind to my neighbors
as I explore the mines
Of emotional affairs
This is an aspiration
Not a promise
For though I may falter
I take pride in being honest
...
From the emotional earth
That told me "Dig Deep, you deserve to be heard"
"Harden your soft hands
and decide what you're worth
Once you do you'll find answers
Buried in your hurt"
So I'll crack the rocks
Instead of saying prayers
and dirty my nails
amidst Earthen lairs
I'll be intrepid but kind --
So kind to my neighbors
as I explore the mines
Of emotional affairs
This is an aspiration
Not a promise
For though I may falter
I take pride in being honest
...
#strength
#motivational
#inspirational
#myself
#gratitude
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2020 3:13am
24th Feb 2020 3:13am
Why am I here? (A Statement of Purpose)
My favorite songs
Turn words to water
On the days when I wonder
Why i even bother
Why am I here?
What do I have to offer?
Just let me soak
In the pain of others
To know the flood
And dive deep on purpose
Is to live a life more honest
Than those on the surface
When I'm feeling worthless
This makes it worth it
I put pain to paper
To help lift the burden
Without letters to myself
My mental powers would falter
I'm on display to help us both through
I'm an everyday author
Turn words to water
On the days when I wonder
Why i even bother
Why am I here?
What do I have to offer?
Just let me soak
In the pain of others
To know the flood
And dive deep on purpose
Is to live a life more honest
Than those on the surface
When I'm feeling worthless
This makes it worth it
I put pain to paper
To help lift the burden
Without letters to myself
My mental powers would falter
I'm on display to help us both through
I'm an everyday author
#depression
#identity
#myself #philosophical
#myself #philosophical
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