Submissions by HHMCameron (BetaWolfinVA)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am an Office Assistant with a poet's soul... sometimes I wonder how he is doing without it.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Dec 2014 5:24am
25th Dec 2014 5:24am
Grumpy Skull (1st December 2014 21:09pm)
Grumpy Skull
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ici connard,
me libérer, le dernier mille
années dans l'obscurité ont
été une vraie salope. arrêter de briller
ce putain de lumière sur moi, fous
vous ne savez que lorsque
vous prenez des photos de déplacement
mon crâne se ouvre
une façon pour moi de voir certains
vraiment putain merde foiré
désactiver cette fichue chose
je ne veux pas voir où
vous vivez baise mangez
arrêter de me filmer, laissez-moi
trouver ma propre voie à l'obscurité ...
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ici connard,
me libérer, le dernier mille
années dans l'obscurité ont
été une vraie salope. arrêter de briller
ce putain de lumière sur moi, fous
vous ne savez que lorsque
vous prenez des photos de déplacement
mon crâne se ouvre
une façon pour moi de voir certains
vraiment putain merde foiré
désactiver cette fichue chose
je ne veux pas voir où
vous vivez baise mangez
arrêter de me filmer, laissez-moi
trouver ma propre voie à l'obscurité ...
554 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Dec 2014 1:51am
25th Dec 2014 1:51am
Every Story Has Many Sides (Monday, 15 December 2014)
Every Story has many sides (Monday, 15 december 2014)
maybe the one that
burns the brightest in your heart
will actually choose children
maybe the one that
burns the brightest in your heart
will actually choose you and give up on the idea of children
maybe you will love
the one that is helping you raise your child,
and be able to love her with the passion that she deserves
maybe the one you love
will finally love you back again and he will stop pinning away
over a woman that keeps shoving him
out of her life and dragging...
maybe the one that
burns the brightest in your heart
will actually choose children
maybe the one that
burns the brightest in your heart
will actually choose you and give up on the idea of children
maybe you will love
the one that is helping you raise your child,
and be able to love her with the passion that she deserves
maybe the one you love
will finally love you back again and he will stop pinning away
over a woman that keeps shoving him
out of her life and dragging...
534 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 8:17pm
24th Dec 2014 8:17pm
My Fatal Flaw (Tuesday, 23 December 2014 22:14)
Raven/Morrigan
Did i call you true all those
years ago.. my death?
ending contact on twitter
just because of the music?
punishing me for
choosing my wife instead of
my married true love
that i have not seen in ten
fucking years... why the cruelty
she knows i love you
did you think that i could stay
far away from you
in the same damn room as you
without her holding me back
or was this a way
to punish your husband and
i for not sharing
room mates, is that all we were
when you ruled over...
Did i call you true all those
years ago.. my death?
ending contact on twitter
just because of the music?
punishing me for
choosing my wife instead of
my married true love
that i have not seen in ten
fucking years... why the cruelty
she knows i love you
did you think that i could stay
far away from you
in the same damn room as you
without her holding me back
or was this a way
to punish your husband and
i for not sharing
room mates, is that all we were
when you ruled over...
551 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 12:11pm
24th Dec 2014 12:11pm
Unfaithful (Thursday, 11 December 2014)
truth, injurious
to my mind, is that i have
been unfaithful to
the same woman for eighteen
years, some times marrying them
.
not desireous
of children she wants someone
to care for her only
ne'er having had childhood of
her own, her moms caretaker
.
saying she did not hate me
but could not restart friendship
.
she asked why i did not come
to the wake for her mother
.
saying i could not
take seeing her for the first
time nigh on ten years
that i could not hurt my wife
any more than asking had
....
to my mind, is that i have
been unfaithful to
the same woman for eighteen
years, some times marrying them
.
not desireous
of children she wants someone
to care for her only
ne'er having had childhood of
her own, her moms caretaker
.
saying she did not hate me
but could not restart friendship
.
she asked why i did not come
to the wake for her mother
.
saying i could not
take seeing her for the first
time nigh on ten years
that i could not hurt my wife
any more than asking had
....
806 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 12:11pm
24th Dec 2014 12:11pm
I wish that i a mind for music had (Thursday, 11 December 2014)
I wish that i a mind for music had
....................... Who's music and lyrics dance across the page in four/four time
....................... Or in these modern fits of rage
Would that i could make my poems
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, dance a pace instead of just making you think..
...................... .wonder... or even just cry
I wish that i a mind for music had
....................... Who's music and lyrics dance across the page in four/four time
....................... Or in these modern fits of rage
Would that i had that spark of...
....................... Who's music and lyrics dance across the page in four/four time
....................... Or in these modern fits of rage
Would that i could make my poems
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, dance a pace instead of just making you think..
...................... .wonder... or even just cry
I wish that i a mind for music had
....................... Who's music and lyrics dance across the page in four/four time
....................... Or in these modern fits of rage
Would that i had that spark of...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 00:07am
24th Dec 2014 00:07am
Soldier Boy (Reprised) (Friday, 5 December 2014 1:26pm)
-
there are those that do
regard their soldiers as nawt
more than tools to break
and then only to discard
i am not one of those fools
.
soldiers and marines
put their lives on the line for
some idiots cause
oil barons profits perhaps
holly rollers, theocrats
.
i must say that there
are more to your lives than that
more than your lives spent
expended as some lying
politicians capital
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Contest Entry ...
there are those that do
regard their soldiers as nawt
more than tools to break
and then only to discard
i am not one of those fools
.
soldiers and marines
put their lives on the line for
some idiots cause
oil barons profits perhaps
holly rollers, theocrats
.
i must say that there
are more to your lives than that
more than your lives spent
expended as some lying
politicians capital
============================
Contest Entry ...
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Dec 2014 00:07am
24th Dec 2014 00:07am
My Last Day (Saturday, 29 Nov 2014}
720 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 2:04pm
23rd Dec 2014 2:04pm
When first i saw your face (Tuesday, 25th November 2014 6:04am)
When first i saw your face
I had already fallen in love online
With your mind and your soul
Would that i had been paying attention to your face
As i saw you across the top of my car
Online when you first approached me
I thought the one had found me
I wonder what crimes i'd committed
By the time i found that you weren't nineteen
Was i fooled when you agreed with the minimum
Was i truly surprised
Four months later when i found your age
These years later i take the shame
I wonder why your mother did not call the lightnings
When...
I had already fallen in love online
With your mind and your soul
Would that i had been paying attention to your face
As i saw you across the top of my car
Online when you first approached me
I thought the one had found me
I wonder what crimes i'd committed
By the time i found that you weren't nineteen
Was i fooled when you agreed with the minimum
Was i truly surprised
Four months later when i found your age
These years later i take the shame
I wonder why your mother did not call the lightnings
When...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 2:04pm
23rd Dec 2014 2:04pm
Random Poem (Monday, 24th November 2014 1:34pm)
old Dieschere was a spaceman
quite tried and true
that is untill he became
a dutch man and deutchmann too
.
now he sits in his room
tanked to the gills
the thought of seeing stars
simply giving him chills
.
once a man of cutting wit
seems now he has traded safety for it
soon to be he will be going home
space stations are not for lack wits
.
and the tranquilizer
gave him terminal fits
turning the welcome home
party into a wake
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(dieschere = the scissors)
...
quite tried and true
that is untill he became
a dutch man and deutchmann too
.
now he sits in his room
tanked to the gills
the thought of seeing stars
simply giving him chills
.
once a man of cutting wit
seems now he has traded safety for it
soon to be he will be going home
space stations are not for lack wits
.
and the tranquilizer
gave him terminal fits
turning the welcome home
party into a wake
===============================
(dieschere = the scissors)
...
643 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 4:40am
23rd Dec 2014 4:40am
freedom is more than 'nothing left to loose' (Friday, 21 November 2014 11:26pm)
Freedom is being
able to find your own way
to god as you see
Him her it them universe
Without priests interference
Freedom is being
able to love whom you will
Allowing for age
And consanguinity
honor them with legal bonds
Freedom is knowing
That the quality of school
Does not depend on
local government fools
And liars every one
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entered into a competition
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/7410/
able to find your own way
to god as you see
Him her it them universe
Without priests interference
Freedom is being
able to love whom you will
Allowing for age
And consanguinity
honor them with legal bonds
Freedom is knowing
That the quality of school
Does not depend on
local government fools
And liars every one
=====================
entered into a competition
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/7410/
698 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 4:39am
23rd Dec 2014 4:39am
A Sundowners life for me? (Thursday, 20th November 2014 2:38pm)
in all the wyld wide world
there is naught but one
that calls me to a home
that i have never seen
.
in the time where the clock has no meaning
i mean to find my way to the roads
never seeing the sunset
twice in the same place again
.
would that you could be with me
with her, and with he
we might find forever
riding the roads in time
.
from one one coast to another
hearing the wolves serenade
as we sojourn through forests
your hand fast in mine
.
one more dance to forever
as my mind and...
there is naught but one
that calls me to a home
that i have never seen
.
in the time where the clock has no meaning
i mean to find my way to the roads
never seeing the sunset
twice in the same place again
.
would that you could be with me
with her, and with he
we might find forever
riding the roads in time
.
from one one coast to another
hearing the wolves serenade
as we sojourn through forests
your hand fast in mine
.
one more dance to forever
as my mind and...
551 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2014 8:20pm
22nd Dec 2014 8:20pm
When the Wind Dances across the Sand (reprise) (Thursday, 20th November 2014 8:39am)
lost at sea drifting
twixt love and indifference
spies mammal or fish
in the distance sitting
on the sands holding her hand
.
in the foreground is
the little girl that gives life
a whole new meaning
for you i am your daddy
forsooth that is all i am
.
love neither ignites
my dreams nor warms my cold bed
wife would apart sleep
and curses me when my mind
strays towards love both lost and gone
.
slowly over years
shall it be that what i find
is a vision sure
of a presence so divine
that...
twixt love and indifference
spies mammal or fish
in the distance sitting
on the sands holding her hand
.
in the foreground is
the little girl that gives life
a whole new meaning
for you i am your daddy
forsooth that is all i am
.
love neither ignites
my dreams nor warms my cold bed
wife would apart sleep
and curses me when my mind
strays towards love both lost and gone
.
slowly over years
shall it be that what i find
is a vision sure
of a presence so divine
that...
614 reads
0 Comments
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