Submissions by GlennMcCrary
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet Sex God
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2013 10:53am
2nd Apr 2013 10:53am
As If We Were Weapons 2.0
Into the line swift you arrived
Skin just dazzling beneath the elegant glow
Barely five seconds had elapsed
Before you leaned into me
Closer and closer….
(Mild beads of sweat had begun to spill from my temple)
Until my phallus brushed your derriere
With less than a consonant
Taken from the ground
(Pause)
(A sharp, fathomless breath was drawn)
Could passion be the jolt
Coursing between you and I?
Skin just dazzling beneath the elegant glow
Barely five seconds had elapsed
Before you leaned into me
Closer and closer….
(Mild beads of sweat had begun to spill from my temple)
Until my phallus brushed your derriere
With less than a consonant
Taken from the ground
(Pause)
(A sharp, fathomless breath was drawn)
Could passion be the jolt
Coursing between you and I?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2013 7:57pm
28th Mar 2013 7:57pm
As If We Were Weapons
Before tonight no woman had grazed me
In quite the manner you had established
I was but a mere infant
To what causes a woman to whine
And to the certain ways that such an act
Could be executed so stealthily
Just like a loaded weapon…
Your fingers knew the exact regions
In which you could captivate
Your body knew how
To gyrate like The American Dream
With all that for years you had desired
Lying upon the cusp of a whisper…
In quite the manner you had established
I was but a mere infant
To what causes a woman to whine
And to the certain ways that such an act
Could be executed so stealthily
Just like a loaded weapon…
Your fingers knew the exact regions
In which you could captivate
Your body knew how
To gyrate like The American Dream
With all that for years you had desired
Lying upon the cusp of a whisper…
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2013 6:29pm
21st Mar 2013 6:29pm
Anna II
During the course of that fine evening
I witnessed the way in how loosely you swayed
With a care-free skip in each step
There wasn’t a damn thing that could stop you
All the amour and elation dripping
As each bead of sweat bit the dust
And with nothing in mind
Repeatedly I continued to watch you
Though my lips won’t bring me to say
That I simply adore you…
I witnessed the way in how loosely you swayed
With a care-free skip in each step
There wasn’t a damn thing that could stop you
All the amour and elation dripping
As each bead of sweat bit the dust
And with nothing in mind
Repeatedly I continued to watch you
Though my lips won’t bring me to say
That I simply adore you…
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Mar 2013 11:17pm
20th Mar 2013 11:17pm
Anna
The suitable fashion in how her lips trembled
Held a power that could obliterate a man’s thoughts
However it had given birth to an alleged interest
With the taste sparkling along the surrounding pink flesh
One may possibly summarize this untimely feature
As a prelude to a shared awakening
And as the walls of her voice broke
Swooned I had become
By the sound of countless ways
In which she could craft a story
And as the words continued to pour forth
From her lovely orifice
The animation within her eyes
Continued...
Held a power that could obliterate a man’s thoughts
However it had given birth to an alleged interest
With the taste sparkling along the surrounding pink flesh
One may possibly summarize this untimely feature
As a prelude to a shared awakening
And as the walls of her voice broke
Swooned I had become
By the sound of countless ways
In which she could craft a story
And as the words continued to pour forth
From her lovely orifice
The animation within her eyes
Continued...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Mar 2013 5:10pm
4th Mar 2013 5:10pm
Debut Vowels
In brighter days she sought escape
A vowel yet to take shape
Reasons faint as loveless lips
Miserly her wicked grip
Common be the traveled road
Debuted was a fate forebode
Heavy though I did not shake
In brighter days she sought escape
A vowel yet to take shape
Reasons faint as loveless lips
Miserly her wicked grip
Common be the traveled road
Debuted was a fate forebode
Heavy though I did not shake
In brighter days she sought escape
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2013 5:08pm
4th Mar 2013 5:08pm
Side Effects
Breasts are a classic pastime
Through American eyes
Sickening shapes such oafs mime
Beneath grave patchwork lies
Through American eyes
Sickening shapes such oafs mime
Beneath grave patchwork lies
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Feb 2013 9:56am
16th Feb 2013 9:56am
Code Breakers
Travel did the ever wilting
Souls as Mother Earth kept tilting
The chimes of violins sound
Like the lips of foreign ground
Souls as Mother Earth kept tilting
The chimes of violins sound
Like the lips of foreign ground
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 5:49pm
13th Feb 2013 5:49pm
Weekend Love?
Has begun garnering
simply by how she adds flavor
to days of a seemingly slanted stance
Each time I attempt to speak
In a senseless funk all vowels descend
As she passes a series of
Reserved yet, callous glances
Though hidden remain their meanings
for this reason alone
in silence passionately I suffer
simply by how she adds flavor
to days of a seemingly slanted stance
Each time I attempt to speak
In a senseless funk all vowels descend
As she passes a series of
Reserved yet, callous glances
Though hidden remain their meanings
for this reason alone
in silence passionately I suffer
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2013 12:57pm
9th Feb 2013 12:57pm
Clockwork
Usually, the option of social interaction
Is rarely honored amongst my list of activities
For years such strange behavior has been
Quite the cause to raise concern
Amidst the bowels of concentration, I rest
Observing the soft exchange
Of vowel upon meaningless vowel
No relations or interests composed
To identify and sympathize
with a colorful sea of strangers
May add colour to all that might
Be missing in my life
Yet, in a constant of fear I live
Running…
Just running…
Whilst striving to fathom
The clockwork of...
Is rarely honored amongst my list of activities
For years such strange behavior has been
Quite the cause to raise concern
Amidst the bowels of concentration, I rest
Observing the soft exchange
Of vowel upon meaningless vowel
No relations or interests composed
To identify and sympathize
with a colorful sea of strangers
May add colour to all that might
Be missing in my life
Yet, in a constant of fear I live
Running…
Just running…
Whilst striving to fathom
The clockwork of...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Feb 2013 12:55pm
9th Feb 2013 12:55pm
Digest
To much surprise, with great truculence I was met
Of all things I had expected our conversation
To be predictably simple
Oddly enough some personal relations
Had surfaced within the discussion
Relations of which were difficult to digest
Finances, virginity, vehicular independence and so forth
Why should such issues be the subject of immediate scrutiny?
And why should I favor opinions I detest?
Then I said to myself:
“This is the time for reinvention.”
“This is the age to make a difference.”
“This the year to...
Of all things I had expected our conversation
To be predictably simple
Oddly enough some personal relations
Had surfaced within the discussion
Relations of which were difficult to digest
Finances, virginity, vehicular independence and so forth
Why should such issues be the subject of immediate scrutiny?
And why should I favor opinions I detest?
Then I said to myself:
“This is the time for reinvention.”
“This is the age to make a difference.”
“This the year to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jan 2013 4:35am
24th Jan 2013 4:35am
Mary Michael
The air was bitingly frigid that Monday afternoon
When so suddenly she appeared
Only seconds later did I spot her peering
Upon a rather questionable piece of technology
“What are you reading?” I asked
“The book of Genesis.” She responded
This caused her thoughts to detour
Into mindless babble about the controversy
Concerning proper prayer location
It was then that I studied her
In an interestingly disgusting way
Composing not much of a difference
All else shifted to the subject of radio
A somewhat plausible means of elusion...
When so suddenly she appeared
Only seconds later did I spot her peering
Upon a rather questionable piece of technology
“What are you reading?” I asked
“The book of Genesis.” She responded
This caused her thoughts to detour
Into mindless babble about the controversy
Concerning proper prayer location
It was then that I studied her
In an interestingly disgusting way
Composing not much of a difference
All else shifted to the subject of radio
A somewhat plausible means of elusion...
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ANGER POEM
Published
18th Jan 2013 3:33am
18th Jan 2013 3:33am
Actually...
Possibilities become ironic
Where certainties do not
Fake are the grins that flicker
As tension paints the corners
Of things we never said
For each occurrence involving your face
The elements of jubilation dissolve
To that of a stranger’s shadow
Frozen, in distance we blend
Actually… possibilities become ironic
To repair what has misshapen us
And that was when the icy twig
Had snapped in two
Where certainties do not
Fake are the grins that flicker
As tension paints the corners
Of things we never said
For each occurrence involving your face
The elements of jubilation dissolve
To that of a stranger’s shadow
Frozen, in distance we blend
Actually… possibilities become ironic
To repair what has misshapen us
And that was when the icy twig
Had snapped in two
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