Submissions by Gahddess_Worship (Osomajestuoso)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing poetry is the catalyst in my quest for authenticity and the conduit through which I express my deepest thoughts and emotions.
SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2024 4:48am
30th Apr 2024 4:48am
Cold Comfort-Third Scoop
#childhood
#job
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
#memories #NaPoWriMo2024
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Apr 2024 5:15am
29th Apr 2024 5:15am
Cold Comfort-Second Scoop
The role of an icecream scooper
is not a gig that's easy.
Especially on hot Summer nights
when the store
is super busy.
Customers uttering
dog day's mumbles,
lined up out the door
just to pick a number.
Believe me
icecream is like
scooping granite
when straight
from the walk-in freezer
and we could have used
a stick of dynamite
if someone
ordered Daiquiri Ice.
To prepare milkshakes
we'd slide the steel collar
into a paper cup
and mount it on the blender. ...
is not a gig that's easy.
Especially on hot Summer nights
when the store
is super busy.
Customers uttering
dog day's mumbles,
lined up out the door
just to pick a number.
Believe me
icecream is like
scooping granite
when straight
from the walk-in freezer
and we could have used
a stick of dynamite
if someone
ordered Daiquiri Ice.
To prepare milkshakes
we'd slide the steel collar
into a paper cup
and mount it on the blender. ...
#childhood
#food
#job
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2024
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Apr 2024 2:27am
29th Apr 2024 2:27am
Cold Comfort-First Scoop
Yeah, I did my time
on the ice cream scooper line.
On my first day
the most senior server said,
“we'll call him Buffalo Bob.”
supposing the reference
was to the Howdy Doody host
and not to my corpulence.
I was told that
one would likely lose
their affection
for the creamy confection.
Not so in my case.
To this very day
Ice cream ranks
second or third place
in my dessert predilection.
My favorites
an orange sherbert, vanilla
milkshake,
chocolate chip
on a...
on the ice cream scooper line.
On my first day
the most senior server said,
“we'll call him Buffalo Bob.”
supposing the reference
was to the Howdy Doody host
and not to my corpulence.
I was told that
one would likely lose
their affection
for the creamy confection.
Not so in my case.
To this very day
Ice cream ranks
second or third place
in my dessert predilection.
My favorites
an orange sherbert, vanilla
milkshake,
chocolate chip
on a...
#childhood
#food
#love
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2024
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Apr 2024 1:06am
27th Apr 2024 1:06am
Nyctophobia
When an impressionable child
darkness I could not abide
Every night when out went the light
petrified I lay in bed
Feeling so vulnerable, so isolated,
Left alone, with no protector
for they were fast asleep
or gone to heaven.
My only safe haven,
an impervious blanket fortress.
When overcome by fear
of creeping, crawling, slithering things;
the gnarly monster hands
reaching up from under the bed
my skinny neck to wring
I would frantically dive
deep under the covers.
Where, yes, it was darker still ...
darkness I could not abide
Every night when out went the light
petrified I lay in bed
Feeling so vulnerable, so isolated,
Left alone, with no protector
for they were fast asleep
or gone to heaven.
My only safe haven,
an impervious blanket fortress.
When overcome by fear
of creeping, crawling, slithering things;
the gnarly monster hands
reaching up from under the bed
my skinny neck to wring
I would frantically dive
deep under the covers.
Where, yes, it was darker still ...
#anxiety
#fear
#NaPoWriMo2024
#night
#peace
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Apr 2024 00:25am
26th Apr 2024 00:25am
Mata Furry
On a Spring day,
five years ago,
I heard a loud knocking at my front door.
Approaching to answer,
I heard a faint scratching.
First checking the peep hole,
I saw not a soul.
Then the bell rang.
Carefully, with trepidation,
I opened to see
a pure white bunny staring up at me.
Irresistibly adorable I let the little guy in.
Barely crossing our threshold,
the creature hopped
to our den
as if on a mission.
I said, “well aren't you bold” and...
five years ago,
I heard a loud knocking at my front door.
Approaching to answer,
I heard a faint scratching.
First checking the peep hole,
I saw not a soul.
Then the bell rang.
Carefully, with trepidation,
I opened to see
a pure white bunny staring up at me.
Irresistibly adorable I let the little guy in.
Barely crossing our threshold,
the creature hopped
to our den
as if on a mission.
I said, “well aren't you bold” and...
#animals
#funny
#mystery
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Apr 2024 4:15am
25th Apr 2024 4:15am
Precious
For thirty-one years
it encircled
my left ring finger.
Smooth band
of ten carat gold.
Repeatedly scratched
and like ocean glass
polished over.
Symbolic of our
union,
our microcosmic
institution.
Ever brilliant
no matter if
the hand gets battered or dirty.
Emblematic
of ostensible fidelity
A burnished beacon
throwing a signal
that this port is full,
all docks are taken.
Though seeming
to become
a part of my anatomy,
With a few
carefully chosen words.
It has...
it encircled
my left ring finger.
Smooth band
of ten carat gold.
Repeatedly scratched
and like ocean glass
polished over.
Symbolic of our
union,
our microcosmic
institution.
Ever brilliant
no matter if
the hand gets battered or dirty.
Emblematic
of ostensible fidelity
A burnished beacon
throwing a signal
that this port is full,
all docks are taken.
Though seeming
to become
a part of my anatomy,
With a few
carefully chosen words.
It has...
#breakup
#grief
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#symbolism
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Apr 2024 1:20am
24th Apr 2024 1:20am
Locked And Coded?
Butler Bob Bot V. 7,
I am appalled
that you are involved
in this completely negative
product assessment!
The test consumer states
that you're rude, belligerent
and prone to denigrate.
And, furthermore,
you're too strident in defense
of your opinions
and perpetually irate.
And when in this state
you tend to demonstrate your ire
by spilling drinks in their laps.
And, apparently,
you take too many naps.
I did not design you this way!
I did not include malignancy
in your complex circuitry. ...
I am appalled
that you are involved
in this completely negative
product assessment!
The test consumer states
that you're rude, belligerent
and prone to denigrate.
And, furthermore,
you're too strident in defense
of your opinions
and perpetually irate.
And when in this state
you tend to demonstrate your ire
by spilling drinks in their laps.
And, apparently,
you take too many naps.
I did not design you this way!
I did not include malignancy
in your complex circuitry. ...
#happiness
#hate
#humankind
#love
#nature
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2024 1:32am
23rd Apr 2024 1:32am
Homage to Modern Minstrel Philosophers - Taylor Raised
In the dresser mirror
I comb my long, dark brown hair, parted down the middle, while listening to my
favorite AM station.
When from the speaker
sounds the voice
that would play
a leading role
in my salvation
his music fit my soul
like a well-worn work glove
made supple by life experience.
You see, though young in age,
he had well and truly
been through the wringer
and came out a sage.
He sang, in that moment, about the aloof, itinerant “Walking Man” who never stops to lay down roots.
Even to my young, ...
I comb my long, dark brown hair, parted down the middle, while listening to my
favorite AM station.
When from the speaker
sounds the voice
that would play
a leading role
in my salvation
his music fit my soul
like a well-worn work glove
made supple by life experience.
You see, though young in age,
he had well and truly
been through the wringer
and came out a sage.
He sang, in that moment, about the aloof, itinerant “Walking Man” who never stops to lay down roots.
Even to my young, ...
#happiness
#love
#music
#NaPoWriMo2024
#peace
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Apr 2024 9:43pm
21st Apr 2024 9:43pm
Mass Approbation
"Look ma no hands,”
Is taken to extremes.
It's evolved into,
“Look world, nothing's
private,” it seems.
A constant hunger for flattery
to charge our self-esteem battery.
The value of Accomplishments,
opinions, art, even
that we exist is measured
in quantities of thumb's up,
likes, followers, and friends.
What's more disconcerting,
is asking the entire
cyber-race to rate one's appearance,
am I beautiful, desireable, run of the mill, or repugnant?
Laying bare ones ego
to lascivious flirting
and...
Is taken to extremes.
It's evolved into,
“Look world, nothing's
private,” it seems.
A constant hunger for flattery
to charge our self-esteem battery.
The value of Accomplishments,
opinions, art, even
that we exist is measured
in quantities of thumb's up,
likes, followers, and friends.
What's more disconcerting,
is asking the entire
cyber-race to rate one's appearance,
am I beautiful, desireable, run of the mill, or repugnant?
Laying bare ones ego
to lascivious flirting
and...
#LifeStruggles
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfWorth
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Apr 2024 9:32pm
21st Apr 2024 9:32pm
Missed It By this Much
What is a deadline,
but an imaginary construct
devised by aristocracy.
to keep the peasants busy.
Personally I enjoy them.
I thrill at the pressure
of cutting them fine.
So much so
that I do it all the time.
Just for fun I’ll miss one.
Maybe intentionally stumble
and let it pass
Or procrastinate on purpose,
and hang back awhile
Just to show I’m humble…
like the rank and file.
But I do it with style
and Cheshire Cat smile
So, I did some etymology
On it’s sobering origin
Now, I think I’ll...
but an imaginary construct
devised by aristocracy.
to keep the peasants busy.
Personally I enjoy them.
I thrill at the pressure
of cutting them fine.
So much so
that I do it all the time.
Just for fun I’ll miss one.
Maybe intentionally stumble
and let it pass
Or procrastinate on purpose,
and hang back awhile
Just to show I’m humble…
like the rank and file.
But I do it with style
and Cheshire Cat smile
So, I did some etymology
On it’s sobering origin
Now, I think I’ll...
#funny
#happiness
#NaPoWriMo2024
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
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5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Apr 2024 6:24am
20th Apr 2024 6:24am
Fight, Flight, Or Sing
Unlocked, finally
a watershed of melodious memories
An eclectic library
of musical remedies
that healed my
wounded heart
over and over
from the start.
Songs from 50 years ago,
still magically enthrall
and whisper that all
will turn out alright.
Waves of joy
permeate my soul,
when I hear Phoebe Snow
sing “Poetry Man” or Robert Flack
kills so softly my
melancholy.
I smile recalling
my ten year old self
belting out
“ I can't blame you for what
you're doin' to me girl
Even...
a watershed of melodious memories
An eclectic library
of musical remedies
that healed my
wounded heart
over and over
from the start.
Songs from 50 years ago,
still magically enthrall
and whisper that all
will turn out alright.
Waves of joy
permeate my soul,
when I hear Phoebe Snow
sing “Poetry Man” or Robert Flack
kills so softly my
melancholy.
I smile recalling
my ten year old self
belting out
“ I can't blame you for what
you're doin' to me girl
Even...
#grief
#happiness
#healing #music
#healing #music
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Apr 2024 8:48am
19th Apr 2024 8:48am
Homage to Modern Minstrel Philosophers - Contemporary Sage
My first encounter
with Natalie
was watching her
appearance
on a late night talk show
She sang so beautifully
in her sonorous,
silky alto.
Lithely dancing
to the rhythm,
arms extended, undulating,
hands moving
in Hula or
Flamenco-like
motions.
A one sided romance
began to bud.
Dare I say?
I fell in love
with this free-spirited
songstress
and her captivating performance.
Her music teaches me
to pay more attention
to the human condition.
To do what I can to lighten...
with Natalie
was watching her
appearance
on a late night talk show
She sang so beautifully
in her sonorous,
silky alto.
Lithely dancing
to the rhythm,
arms extended, undulating,
hands moving
in Hula or
Flamenco-like
motions.
A one sided romance
began to bud.
Dare I say?
I fell in love
with this free-spirited
songstress
and her captivating performance.
Her music teaches me
to pay more attention
to the human condition.
To do what I can to lighten...
#dance
#gratitude
#kindness
#music
#women
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