Submissions by Heisenberg68
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have always read and aspired to write poetry. I’m now in a moment of my life when I have the time and patience to practice writing poetry, which always gives me great pleasure and a different sort of purpose than I find in scientific endeavors.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Oct 2024 5:37pm
6th Oct 2024 5:37pm
Evensong at Big Bear Lake
Beneath a sky that bleeds vermilion hues,
A canvas spread with strokes of crimson blues,
The sun descends behind the mountain’s crest,
A symbol of the turmoil laid to rest.
The waters mirror this fiery retreat,
Holding the day’s last gold in bittersweet,
While shadows of our pasts, like sentinels stand,
Guarding the peace newfound on tranquil land.
From depths, the gentle lapping sounds confess
To struggles faced and quiet victories bless,
Echoing whispers that the breeze imparts,
Carrying tales of reborn, mended hearts.
...
A canvas spread with strokes of crimson blues,
The sun descends behind the mountain’s crest,
A symbol of the turmoil laid to rest.
The waters mirror this fiery retreat,
Holding the day’s last gold in bittersweet,
While shadows of our pasts, like sentinels stand,
Guarding the peace newfound on tranquil land.
From depths, the gentle lapping sounds confess
To struggles faced and quiet victories bless,
Echoing whispers that the breeze imparts,
Carrying tales of reborn, mended hearts.
...
#healing
#nature
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Jun 2024 4:49am
9th Jun 2024 4:49am
Knowledge of Desire
In the quiet halls of knowledge, where old stories softly tread,
We wandered 'neath the volumes where the deepest thoughts are wed.
Her glance, a daring author whose tales were yet untold,
In the quiet rows of history, our silent love unfolds.
Beneath the watchful eyes of poets long deceased,
Our hands composed a language, each touch a whispered verse increased.
Her fingers wandered, tracing lines, discovering as they roam,
The growing tension, firm and taut, a rising, throbbing tome.
By the stage of Shakespeare, where drama's...
We wandered 'neath the volumes where the deepest thoughts are wed.
Her glance, a daring author whose tales were yet untold,
In the quiet rows of history, our silent love unfolds.
Beneath the watchful eyes of poets long deceased,
Our hands composed a language, each touch a whispered verse increased.
Her fingers wandered, tracing lines, discovering as they roam,
The growing tension, firm and taut, a rising, throbbing tome.
By the stage of Shakespeare, where drama's...
#erotic
#sensual
#sex
264 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 1:56am
14th Apr 2024 1:56am
A Night at the Improv
In the dimly lit embrace of evening's stage,
A solitary microphone awaits—no script, no page.
Here, where shadows and light conspire to dance,
A single figure steps forth, seizing chance.
With a jest, the room ignites, laughter shared,
A communion of spirits, momentarily paired.
The comedian, a weaver of words, draws from the air
Tales not written, but born from the dare.
In the laughter, a depth, a resonance felt,
A connection to earth, to the lives we've dwelt.
Each chuckle, a ripple across the room's sea,
Uniting strangers...
A solitary microphone awaits—no script, no page.
Here, where shadows and light conspire to dance,
A single figure steps forth, seizing chance.
With a jest, the room ignites, laughter shared,
A communion of spirits, momentarily paired.
The comedian, a weaver of words, draws from the air
Tales not written, but born from the dare.
In the laughter, a depth, a resonance felt,
A connection to earth, to the lives we've dwelt.
Each chuckle, a ripple across the room's sea,
Uniting strangers...
#funny
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Mar 2024 2:31pm
30th Mar 2024 2:31pm
The Awakening of Easter
In spring’s embrace, where dawn’s light unfurls,
Hope whispers of renewal, a world re-pearled.
Easter beckons with a promise so grand,
A journey of rebirth across the land.
The Earth herself in splendor does wake,
Clad in life, for heaven’s sake.
Buds bloom forth with eager trust,
Rising from the winter’s dust.
In this season, tales old and new weave,
A dance of light, shadows relieve.
Balance restored, day equals night,
In Druidic rites, a sacred sight.
From winter’s silence, we step into song,
Under skies...
Hope whispers of renewal, a world re-pearled.
Easter beckons with a promise so grand,
A journey of rebirth across the land.
The Earth herself in splendor does wake,
Clad in life, for heaven’s sake.
Buds bloom forth with eager trust,
Rising from the winter’s dust.
In this season, tales old and new weave,
A dance of light, shadows relieve.
Balance restored, day equals night,
In Druidic rites, a sacred sight.
From winter’s silence, we step into song,
Under skies...
#Easter
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EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Mar 2024 3:52am
29th Mar 2024 3:52am
Smoke Filled Rooms
Beneath the chandelier’s contemplative glow,
In the library of silence, where smoke ribbons flow.
The cigar, a master artist with a scented brush,
Paints serenity’s portrait in a hushed, golden hush.
The week’s heavy cloak falls to the floor,
As the candles gentle fire whispers of lore.
Laughter’s echo is a phantom in the smoke’s soft wreathe,
Weaving a tapestry of solace on a tranquil loom beneath.
Enshrouded in smoke, where solace is spun,
The cigar’s whispered wisdom has only begun.
Each breath, a deeper descent into serenity’s...
In the library of silence, where smoke ribbons flow.
The cigar, a master artist with a scented brush,
Paints serenity’s portrait in a hushed, golden hush.
The week’s heavy cloak falls to the floor,
As the candles gentle fire whispers of lore.
Laughter’s echo is a phantom in the smoke’s soft wreathe,
Weaving a tapestry of solace on a tranquil loom beneath.
Enshrouded in smoke, where solace is spun,
The cigar’s whispered wisdom has only begun.
Each breath, a deeper descent into serenity’s...
#tobacco
#philosophical
#sensual
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Feb 2024 00:44am
26th Feb 2024 00:44am
Twilight Trails in the Mountain's Hush
In the mountain's gentle cradle, where the quiet pines do play,
Under sun’s retiring light, the snowscape dons the cloak of day.
Skis carve silent paths with grace, in turns of silent might,
While nature’s hushed and whispered tones, slip into alpine night.
In the caress of solitude, where chill and vision fuse,
A waltz of shadows, light, and spark, the lonely path I choose.
Trails stretch out to touch my dreams, they reach with fading light,
As day's last rays tug soft at seams, and coax the coming night.
Soft is the swish of skis in eve, a...
Under sun’s retiring light, the snowscape dons the cloak of day.
Skis carve silent paths with grace, in turns of silent might,
While nature’s hushed and whispered tones, slip into alpine night.
In the caress of solitude, where chill and vision fuse,
A waltz of shadows, light, and spark, the lonely path I choose.
Trails stretch out to touch my dreams, they reach with fading light,
As day's last rays tug soft at seams, and coax the coming night.
Soft is the swish of skis in eve, a...
#snow
#SelfDiscovery
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2024 5:15pm
18th Feb 2024 5:15pm
Big Bear's Winter Whisper
In the silent hush of Big Bear's embrace,
Where snowflakes dance with delicate grace,
A frozen canvas, under the sun's soft gaze,
Speaks of serenity in a million ways.
Footprints etch stories on the white expanse,
A testament to nature’s quiet romance.
Mountain air whispers through the pines,
In this haven where tranquility aligns.
Here, gratitude blooms like alpine flowers,
For this retreat with its timeless hours.
A balance struck 'twixt peace and play,
Where nature’s hand skillfully sways.
As skis glide and...
Where snowflakes dance with delicate grace,
A frozen canvas, under the sun's soft gaze,
Speaks of serenity in a million ways.
Footprints etch stories on the white expanse,
A testament to nature’s quiet romance.
Mountain air whispers through the pines,
In this haven where tranquility aligns.
Here, gratitude blooms like alpine flowers,
For this retreat with its timeless hours.
A balance struck 'twixt peace and play,
Where nature’s hand skillfully sways.
As skis glide and...
#sun
#sky
#nature
#snow
#dawn
168 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2024 3:06pm
18th Feb 2024 3:06pm
Dusk Descends on Durham: An Evening Palette on Main and Morris
In Bull City’s lap, where history sleeps and wakes,
Under twilight’s tender gaze, the cityscape remakes.
With grace in its core, the bull stands in might,
While ancestors’ whispers float into the night.
In the embrace of change, where old meets new,
A dance of shadows and light, a diverse crew.
Skylines stretch upwards, reaching for dreams,
As history's fabric tugs at the seams.
Gentle is the hum of the growing town,
Where progress wears its sparkling crown.
Yet, in the bustling streets, the bull’s eyes gleam,
Guarding the...
Under twilight’s tender gaze, the cityscape remakes.
With grace in its core, the bull stands in might,
While ancestors’ whispers float into the night.
In the embrace of change, where old meets new,
A dance of shadows and light, a diverse crew.
Skylines stretch upwards, reaching for dreams,
As history's fabric tugs at the seams.
Gentle is the hum of the growing town,
Where progress wears its sparkling crown.
Yet, in the bustling streets, the bull’s eyes gleam,
Guarding the...
#city
#sky
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Feb 2024 6:25pm
4th Feb 2024 6:25pm
The Eye in the Sky
In the endless sky above, where silent watchers play,
A thousand eyes, they never blink, just keep the dreamers at bay.
They’re tracing freedom’s footsteps, in the stars, they sway,
But under all this watchful eye, what dreams may come our way?
By night they march, the mighty, cloaked in shadows deep,
With gadgets in their grip, they blur the lines we try to keep.
In the name of peace, our secrets, into the darkness, they seep,
Under the gaze that holds us tight, where does the light sleep?
In the dance of shadows, where the whispered voices...
A thousand eyes, they never blink, just keep the dreamers at bay.
They’re tracing freedom’s footsteps, in the stars, they sway,
But under all this watchful eye, what dreams may come our way?
By night they march, the mighty, cloaked in shadows deep,
With gadgets in their grip, they blur the lines we try to keep.
In the name of peace, our secrets, into the darkness, they seep,
Under the gaze that holds us tight, where does the light sleep?
In the dance of shadows, where the whispered voices...
#oppression
#technology
#freedom
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2024 1:27am
26th Jan 2024 1:27am
Somatropolis
In a world where day is swallowed by night,
Under a sky, bereft of starlight,
Stand towers like phantoms, grim and stark,
A land shrouded in mysteries dark,
Where whispers of life are a ghostly sight.
Here, soma reigns, casting its blight,
A veil over hearts, snuffing out the light,
It muffles the soul's true, fiery spark,
In dreams, it lulls the mind to embark.
Yet, a choice emerges in the absence of light,
Two paths: one hidden, one in plain sight.
Red reveals truths, harsh and stark,
Blue, a sea of...
Under a sky, bereft of starlight,
Stand towers like phantoms, grim and stark,
A land shrouded in mysteries dark,
Where whispers of life are a ghostly sight.
Here, soma reigns, casting its blight,
A veil over hearts, snuffing out the light,
It muffles the soul's true, fiery spark,
In dreams, it lulls the mind to embark.
Yet, a choice emerges in the absence of light,
Two paths: one hidden, one in plain sight.
Red reveals truths, harsh and stark,
Blue, a sea of...
#dystopian
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jan 2024 10:13pm
21st Jan 2024 10:13pm
The Rox City Grill
In Roxboro's heart, where dreams softly flow,
Resides Rox City Grill, where stories find their glow,
The menu, a canvas, with its greasy delight,
Eggs, biscuits, and gravy, in the morning's tender light.
Sausage and bacon, sizzling in the pan's warm embrace,
Pancake stacks soaring, a comforting space,
Syrup like molasses, butter's golden skill,
Dripping and caressing, at Rox City Grill.
Here, good people gather, their stories to share,
In a changing world, where they sometimes despair,
Their lives an uncertain journey, in this vast...
Resides Rox City Grill, where stories find their glow,
The menu, a canvas, with its greasy delight,
Eggs, biscuits, and gravy, in the morning's tender light.
Sausage and bacon, sizzling in the pan's warm embrace,
Pancake stacks soaring, a comforting space,
Syrup like molasses, butter's golden skill,
Dripping and caressing, at Rox City Grill.
Here, good people gather, their stories to share,
In a changing world, where they sometimes despair,
Their lives an uncertain journey, in this vast...
#LifeStruggles
#food
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jan 2024 3:42am
15th Jan 2024 3:42am
Black Jack: The Legacy of Pershing
In the relentless flow of time's grand arc,
Rebirth cast me anew,
A soul once woven in history's stark,
Emerges in a world it once knew.
They called me Black Jack, a name from the past,
In this new life, under a different sun,
Yet echoes of old wars thrum in my heart so vast,
Where battles raged and rivers of blood did run.
In dreams, I march through No Man's Land,
Amidst the relentless thunder of the guns,
Where tanks plowed through the muddied land,
Beneath the smoke that blotted out the suns.
I hear the deafening...
Rebirth cast me anew,
A soul once woven in history's stark,
Emerges in a world it once knew.
They called me Black Jack, a name from the past,
In this new life, under a different sun,
Yet echoes of old wars thrum in my heart so vast,
Where battles raged and rivers of blood did run.
In dreams, I march through No Man's Land,
Amidst the relentless thunder of the guns,
Where tanks plowed through the muddied land,
Beneath the smoke that blotted out the suns.
I hear the deafening...
#soldiers
#war
#military
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