Submissions by GeneFrederick
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2013 8:01am
22nd Oct 2013 8:01am
Thoughts From the Fog
From the darkness of Midnight
Shines the light of a new beginning.
The past fades away
And the future remains unclear.
Each moment of the present
Brings more to be decided.
We begin to pick and choose.
What is right, and what is wrong?
What is good, and what is bad?
Only our memories guide us.
The past's dark is un-lightable,
But the future is a torch, waiting to be lit.
Each year passes, and our lives go on.
We only have one choice to make.
Do we live life?
And stand by each judgement?
Or watch it pass by like a...
Shines the light of a new beginning.
The past fades away
And the future remains unclear.
Each moment of the present
Brings more to be decided.
We begin to pick and choose.
What is right, and what is wrong?
What is good, and what is bad?
Only our memories guide us.
The past's dark is un-lightable,
But the future is a torch, waiting to be lit.
Each year passes, and our lives go on.
We only have one choice to make.
Do we live life?
And stand by each judgement?
Or watch it pass by like a...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Oct 2013 1:55am
21st Oct 2013 1:55am
Invincible
I could escape
I might run away
Just disappear in plain sight
Like a shadow during the mid of night
No one will catch me
Won't ever find me either
I'll be invisible to the world
I will vanish right into thin air
Free to come and go as I please
Yet unable to see my destination
Moving into the future unaware
I'm blinded by my motivation
I cannot see the future
I cannot read the world's mind
If there is a predetermind path for me
I will only find it in due time
I might run away
Just disappear in plain sight
Like a shadow during the mid of night
No one will catch me
Won't ever find me either
I'll be invisible to the world
I will vanish right into thin air
Free to come and go as I please
Yet unable to see my destination
Moving into the future unaware
I'm blinded by my motivation
I cannot see the future
I cannot read the world's mind
If there is a predetermind path for me
I will only find it in due time
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Oct 2013 7:20am
16th Oct 2013 7:20am
The Moon Shines Brightest In The Day
Unable to go back
Prevented from moving on
Stuck in this place for eternity
Like the night before the dawn
Confusion is allies with pain
Yet happiness grows weaker without truth
Always yearning for the unattainable
While the deserving lie in wait
Try and try again they say
But sometimes it seems giving up is the only way
Prevented from moving on
Stuck in this place for eternity
Like the night before the dawn
Confusion is allies with pain
Yet happiness grows weaker without truth
Always yearning for the unattainable
While the deserving lie in wait
Try and try again they say
But sometimes it seems giving up is the only way
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Oct 2013 1:05am
14th Oct 2013 1:05am
1:34 AM
Time ticks by.
Music drones on.
My mind tumbles and turns,
While the rest of the house sleeps.
I hear a clink,
A ting,
And a bang.
The furnace comes to life,
And the gears keep turning.
Sleep seems so distant,
Yet I'm nearly unconscious.
I doodle.
I write.
I lay motionless.
Just waiting.
The sounds all cease.
The furnace slowly dies.
My mind finally seems at peace,
As the music lulls me to close my eyes.
Music drones on.
My mind tumbles and turns,
While the rest of the house sleeps.
I hear a clink,
A ting,
And a bang.
The furnace comes to life,
And the gears keep turning.
Sleep seems so distant,
Yet I'm nearly unconscious.
I doodle.
I write.
I lay motionless.
Just waiting.
The sounds all cease.
The furnace slowly dies.
My mind finally seems at peace,
As the music lulls me to close my eyes.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 6:44am
12th Oct 2013 6:44am
Fußball
The game is played on a pitch,
or a field if you will.
With eleven players to each side;
some with extra special skill.
There is kicking and passing,
and sliding and tackling.
Three officials call the game
and some players tryout acting.
Shots saved by the goalkeeper
or blocked by a defender.
A corner kick sails in;
leading to a game winning header.
The crowd, so excited,
they shout out and chant.
Losing is a myth,
we know our club can't
A glory some know as soccer;
it's football around the globe.
Who will win the world...
or a field if you will.
With eleven players to each side;
some with extra special skill.
There is kicking and passing,
and sliding and tackling.
Three officials call the game
and some players tryout acting.
Shots saved by the goalkeeper
or blocked by a defender.
A corner kick sails in;
leading to a game winning header.
The crowd, so excited,
they shout out and chant.
Losing is a myth,
we know our club can't
A glory some know as soccer;
it's football around the globe.
Who will win the world...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2013 6:34am
11th Oct 2013 6:34am
Jazz Solo
Tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat…
The beat repeated over and over as the band plays on.
As it approaches I feel the butterflies flutter.
My arms start shaking nervously.
My hands begin to sweat and grow clammy.
The drumsticks become harder to hold with each stroke.
The band crescendos….
LOuder!.
LOUDer!..
LOUDER!!!... Then,
silence.
Only the drums are playing.
Tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat.
Everyone is waiting, all of their eyes are staring.
The band now holds the beat, as the drums take the floor,
Center stage....
The beat repeated over and over as the band plays on.
As it approaches I feel the butterflies flutter.
My arms start shaking nervously.
My hands begin to sweat and grow clammy.
The drumsticks become harder to hold with each stroke.
The band crescendos….
LOuder!.
LOUDer!..
LOUDER!!!... Then,
silence.
Only the drums are playing.
Tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat-ts-tss-dat.
Everyone is waiting, all of their eyes are staring.
The band now holds the beat, as the drums take the floor,
Center stage....
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Oct 2013 7:02am
10th Oct 2013 7:02am
What are we; am I?
What are we? Are we just friends? Are we a couple? Are we more than friends but less than together?
I know what you are to me, but what am I to you? Am I just a summer crush? Am I just someone used to get over an ex?
Was that my only purpose; to keep you happy and distract you until you could move on? If that was my purpose... Did I at least serve it well?
Is this goodbye? But we barely said hello. It seems this is ending, without even having a chance at a beginning. What am I supposed to do now? Please tell me, let me know.
When together the sun shines...
I know what you are to me, but what am I to you? Am I just a summer crush? Am I just someone used to get over an ex?
Was that my only purpose; to keep you happy and distract you until you could move on? If that was my purpose... Did I at least serve it well?
Is this goodbye? But we barely said hello. It seems this is ending, without even having a chance at a beginning. What am I supposed to do now? Please tell me, let me know.
When together the sun shines...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2013 8:23pm
7th Oct 2013 8:23pm
The Brig of the Mind.
When you feel forever
LOST
impossibly gone.
You won't be
FOUND
Its not that simple
Just look to the stars,
WISH
believe it will come true
To simply hope is
PROFOUND
silly to even think it.
If you run, you're a coward;
although to stay is to die.
You must find your own escape...
How easy, if only you could fly.
Running gets you nowhere
when you're locked in this maze.
Sometimes thoughts hit you hard;
knock you out for a minute, maybe days.
Determined, you keep looking...
assuming this soon...
LOST
impossibly gone.
You won't be
FOUND
Its not that simple
Just look to the stars,
WISH
believe it will come true
To simply hope is
PROFOUND
silly to even think it.
If you run, you're a coward;
although to stay is to die.
You must find your own escape...
How easy, if only you could fly.
Running gets you nowhere
when you're locked in this maze.
Sometimes thoughts hit you hard;
knock you out for a minute, maybe days.
Determined, you keep looking...
assuming this soon...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Oct 2013 9:43am
6th Oct 2013 9:43am
Forever You, Never Me
With eyes the glisten like stars
I find myself caught;
Ensnared by your gaze, in a trance.
Hypnotized by your beauty.. so stunning.
I pretend not to notice,
Pretend not to care.
But indeed I notice, and oh how much I care,
Yet never, no, I will never ever dare.
Simply posing as a friend
Flirting here and there.
When I see you its unbearable.
The want to hold you is nearly uncontrollable.
My mind becomes overwhelmed by you.
My heart, confused in your presence.
It jumps and it skips
Tripping over itself time and time...
I find myself caught;
Ensnared by your gaze, in a trance.
Hypnotized by your beauty.. so stunning.
I pretend not to notice,
Pretend not to care.
But indeed I notice, and oh how much I care,
Yet never, no, I will never ever dare.
Simply posing as a friend
Flirting here and there.
When I see you its unbearable.
The want to hold you is nearly uncontrollable.
My mind becomes overwhelmed by you.
My heart, confused in your presence.
It jumps and it skips
Tripping over itself time and time...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2013 8:01pm
3rd Oct 2013 8:01pm
What if?
Have you ever thought what if?
What if gold was bronze,
and lies were the truth?
Have you ever contemplated the past?
What if they lived,
and maybe I died instead?
Have you ever felt curious?
Asking, what if nothing is real,
and I’m just as fake as the rest?
Have you ever pondered a question?
What if this is the afterlife,
and time really goes backwards?
Have you ever sought out answers?
What if everything is predestined,
and my choices are already made for me?
Have you ever discovered the phrase...
What...
What if gold was bronze,
and lies were the truth?
Have you ever contemplated the past?
What if they lived,
and maybe I died instead?
Have you ever felt curious?
Asking, what if nothing is real,
and I’m just as fake as the rest?
Have you ever pondered a question?
What if this is the afterlife,
and time really goes backwards?
Have you ever sought out answers?
What if everything is predestined,
and my choices are already made for me?
Have you ever discovered the phrase...
What...
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