Submissions by GlennMcCrary
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet Sex God
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 8:43pm
7th Feb 2014 8:43pm
+ Spots -
Occurring throughout the universe,—-
much of our desire—-
much of our reasoning had become rife
and in our years we felt like stars
celebrated wide and far
much of our desire—-
much of our reasoning had become rife
and in our years we felt like stars
celebrated wide and far
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Feb 2014 3:48am
4th Feb 2014 3:48am
+ Screens -
Seven billion motion pictures astir
Though all are taught that they are---
To star in maybe one---
or twenty-eight…
Though all are taught that they are---
To star in maybe one---
or twenty-eight…
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2014 3:39am
4th Feb 2014 3:39am
+ Cookies -
Little siren in the scrimpy, black blouse
Sought it is not to hoist cookies before coveted mouths
Sought it is not to hoist cookies before coveted mouths
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2013 4:15am
22nd Dec 2013 4:15am
+ Aftermath -
Beneath these horrid ceilings I hunker
By crooked tones of blackness a slave I am taken
The madness multiplies limitlessly
With the death that is each day & dusk
“We grow in numbers…”
Yes, that was the whisper ringing in my ears
“But fewer a soul within reach stand aware
Glenn [synchronized]
The constant of torment I bare
Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
The constant of torment you bare
Such merciless tones carved so murderously
So provocative yet so tyrannical
Glenn & Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
“To...
By crooked tones of blackness a slave I am taken
The madness multiplies limitlessly
With the death that is each day & dusk
“We grow in numbers…”
Yes, that was the whisper ringing in my ears
“But fewer a soul within reach stand aware
Glenn [synchronized]
The constant of torment I bare
Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
The constant of torment you bare
Such merciless tones carved so murderously
So provocative yet so tyrannical
Glenn & Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
“To...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Oct 2013 3:42pm
19th Oct 2013 3:42pm
+ Black & Blue -
Impregnated by a serum of disruption
Towards a crippling era we have advanced
Strangers to the eye that is atrocity we are not
Rarely is the suffering worn so fine
Into a mockery our emotions have evolved
Favoring the appearance of a scab upon a toddler’s knee
A simple co-existence far from significant
As to the unfair hands of criticism we are lent
Beneath such gargantuan clouds do we tread
Though sharpened by misfortune warriors are bred
It matters not the wounds that are carried...
Towards a crippling era we have advanced
Strangers to the eye that is atrocity we are not
Rarely is the suffering worn so fine
Into a mockery our emotions have evolved
Favoring the appearance of a scab upon a toddler’s knee
A simple co-existence far from significant
As to the unfair hands of criticism we are lent
Beneath such gargantuan clouds do we tread
Though sharpened by misfortune warriors are bred
It matters not the wounds that are carried...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Sep 2013 10:19am
21st Sep 2013 10:19am
+ America Walking -
A full year had elapsed
Since last we came to pass
Her whereabouts I possessed not a clue
Notably I took interest in the fact
That she now was working
At the venue whence first we had met
Those sandy, brown locks wavering
Accompanied by the most provocative lips America did see
Caused me to re-visualize assorted levels of elation
She was a walking religion
Yet fearfully she was in denial
Though judging by the way our eyes locked
Ultimately I sensed that still
...
Since last we came to pass
Her whereabouts I possessed not a clue
Notably I took interest in the fact
That she now was working
At the venue whence first we had met
Those sandy, brown locks wavering
Accompanied by the most provocative lips America did see
Caused me to re-visualize assorted levels of elation
She was a walking religion
Yet fearfully she was in denial
Though judging by the way our eyes locked
Ultimately I sensed that still
...
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ANGER POEM
Published
7th Sep 2013 1:12pm
7th Sep 2013 1:12pm
+ Traffic Lights -
Discernment often resembles a fable
When translating the language composed by women
As tantalizing as these creatures may be
Various medleys of gestures so fallaciously are given
On certain occasions it appears that
One’s efforts have been green lit
When so suddenly red flags are discovered
Dancing amidst the clouds
Gradually the entire project
Grows to be eminently disheartening
Women, the puppeteers that they reflect,
Behave as if the universe
Is a vaginal duplication
Although society may deem that laughable
The results...
When translating the language composed by women
As tantalizing as these creatures may be
Various medleys of gestures so fallaciously are given
On certain occasions it appears that
One’s efforts have been green lit
When so suddenly red flags are discovered
Dancing amidst the clouds
Gradually the entire project
Grows to be eminently disheartening
Women, the puppeteers that they reflect,
Behave as if the universe
Is a vaginal duplication
Although society may deem that laughable
The results...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st May 2013 6:44pm
21st May 2013 6:44pm
+ Blackberry Mascara -
An unsound disorder takes host
In a body for years I’ve loved
Memories becoming all but ghosts
Cell by cell with blackness she rusts
In each vessel of her sclera
In each fold of her fine vocals
In each tear of her mascara
The feat of a smile totaled
From a world all but brightening
Living in walls crafted by fear
Each breath, a scream of lightning
New evenings; old muscles speared
The feat of a smile totaled
Amidst an eerie, white speech
In each fold of her fine vocals
A desire for love beseeched
In a body for years I’ve loved
Memories becoming all but ghosts
Cell by cell with blackness she rusts
In each vessel of her sclera
In each fold of her fine vocals
In each tear of her mascara
The feat of a smile totaled
From a world all but brightening
Living in walls crafted by fear
Each breath, a scream of lightning
New evenings; old muscles speared
The feat of a smile totaled
Amidst an eerie, white speech
In each fold of her fine vocals
A desire for love beseeched
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th May 2013 12:38pm
11th May 2013 12:38pm
Anna IV
Three nights ago
I spotted the two of you chatting
In motions resembling amplified speed
Away my eyes were taken
Over such a cheerless duration
An unwanted grievance was composed
In that moment
Quite freely I collapsed
A bite of envy monopolizing my bones
As throughout this war of longing
You escape with innocence
Ignorance made love
To the space between us
Adjusted to the scenery
There I stood---
Staring---
Just staring...
I spotted the two of you chatting
In motions resembling amplified speed
Away my eyes were taken
Over such a cheerless duration
An unwanted grievance was composed
In that moment
Quite freely I collapsed
A bite of envy monopolizing my bones
As throughout this war of longing
You escape with innocence
Ignorance made love
To the space between us
Adjusted to the scenery
There I stood---
Staring---
Just staring...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th May 2013 10:18pm
9th May 2013 10:18pm
Anna III
Of all things to have existed
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she scattered…
Her eyes were marked with great hunger
The sweltering fierceness of sudden temptation
deepening with each passing glance
Each moment in which she would speak
Set fire to the congregation
As beneath our feet the earth crumbled
Though from blackest corner of the room
Nestling was an appetite ever so carnal
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she scattered…
Her eyes were marked with great hunger
The sweltering fierceness of sudden temptation
deepening with each passing glance
Each moment in which she would speak
Set fire to the congregation
As beneath our feet the earth crumbled
Though from blackest corner of the room
Nestling was an appetite ever so carnal
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Apr 2013 5:52pm
4th Apr 2013 5:52pm
As If We Were Weapons 3.0
In the midst of such colossal consumption
The mellow sound that was your body
Dashed by as hurriedly you sought
A proper though comfortable seat
Within three winks you had discovered
A suitable spot by I
Ooh… no lie could be composed
Concerning those fair ankles of yours
It was then when I had begun to experience
A luxury that was almost monumental
So suave and rhythmic
The way in which the edge of your breast
Brushed my skin…
Now my hands shall always wonder
How such a fine artifact would feel
If ever...
The mellow sound that was your body
Dashed by as hurriedly you sought
A proper though comfortable seat
Within three winks you had discovered
A suitable spot by I
Ooh… no lie could be composed
Concerning those fair ankles of yours
It was then when I had begun to experience
A luxury that was almost monumental
So suave and rhythmic
The way in which the edge of your breast
Brushed my skin…
Now my hands shall always wonder
How such a fine artifact would feel
If ever...
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