Submissions by Isgyppie_ (L.C. McQuillen)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A liquid substance With grey eyes As a rain cloud Form is an unfamiliar thing.
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
Confession
I don’t know how much influence
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Apr 2024 8:21pm
13th Apr 2024 8:21pm
Found
Gravity holds my body down to earth
And you are the gravity to my soul
Without your love I’m afraid I would be
Aloof to the physical world
Without your arms around me
And your kind, protective ways
I would be lost in lucid dreams
While life passes by disengaged
I live in this present because you do
And I want our existence to ravel
In each day, each form, each dimension
As my muse, my mate and deepest companion
And you are the gravity to my soul
Without your love I’m afraid I would be
Aloof to the physical world
Without your arms around me
And your kind, protective ways
I would be lost in lucid dreams
While life passes by disengaged
I live in this present because you do
And I want our existence to ravel
In each day, each form, each dimension
As my muse, my mate and deepest companion
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2024 8:35pm
10th Apr 2024 8:35pm
Lessons in Nature
You do not see the flowers
Turn away the bees
Nor do you see the birds
Being banished by the trees
There are no bounds in nature
Every little thing takes what it needs
And provides sustainability for
Nourishment and peace
We have falsely learned
Possession is the way
And as long as we continue to hoard
Our consciousness will not awake
Turn away the bees
Nor do you see the birds
Being banished by the trees
There are no bounds in nature
Every little thing takes what it needs
And provides sustainability for
Nourishment and peace
We have falsely learned
Possession is the way
And as long as we continue to hoard
Our consciousness will not awake
#nature
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2024 7:06pm
9th Apr 2024 7:06pm
Seek
Our world is full of symbolism
If you look than you will see
Patterns always engraved in
Our language and history
The signs have always been there
Few have chosen to be
Enlightened for the good of mankind
Instead trade it for prestige
They believe we are far too ignorant
To conceive what the truth might be
So locked away within the wealthy
Is the wisdom to set us free
If you look than you will see
Patterns always engraved in
Our language and history
The signs have always been there
Few have chosen to be
Enlightened for the good of mankind
Instead trade it for prestige
They believe we are far too ignorant
To conceive what the truth might be
So locked away within the wealthy
Is the wisdom to set us free
#wisdom
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Astral
Today you can find me in the cosmos
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
#universe
#astronomy
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Apr 2024 1:39pm
6th Apr 2024 1:39pm
Early Bird
Early bird, early bird,
How do you rise,
In the dewy, misty ‘morn
Before the sunrise?
Early bird, early bird,
Did you catch the first worm?
You must feel so accomplished
In my birdhouse made firm.
Early bird, early bird,
Will you save a bite for me?
Survival of the fittest
Does not favor the seedy.
Early bird, early bird,
When the vultures begin circling,
Will you be comforted by your nature,
& standing firm in your belief?
{No one can be saved
Unless they save themselves}
How do you rise,
In the dewy, misty ‘morn
Before the sunrise?
Early bird, early bird,
Did you catch the first worm?
You must feel so accomplished
In my birdhouse made firm.
Early bird, early bird,
Will you save a bite for me?
Survival of the fittest
Does not favor the seedy.
Early bird, early bird,
When the vultures begin circling,
Will you be comforted by your nature,
& standing firm in your belief?
{No one can be saved
Unless they save themselves}
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2024 6:22pm
4th Apr 2024 6:22pm
Design
There are different ways of creation,
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
#hope
#beauty
#NaPoWriMo2024
161 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2024 3:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 3:59pm
Donor
When I die
Donate my body to poetry
My bone as pen
My blood as ink
My skin as sheet
My organs as inspiration
Write of my smoked stained lungs
And the cirrhosis in my liver
Imagine why I left them in this state
Look closely at my cold, unmoving heart
And conceptualise what caused it to break
Fabricate how my twisted brain sprouted
Psilocybin in it’s decay
And what beautiful thoughts
Were not quenched in it’s lifetime
For them to now blossom within the grave
Donate my body to poetry
My bone as pen
My blood as ink
My skin as sheet
My organs as inspiration
Write of my smoked stained lungs
And the cirrhosis in my liver
Imagine why I left them in this state
Look closely at my cold, unmoving heart
And conceptualise what caused it to break
Fabricate how my twisted brain sprouted
Psilocybin in it’s decay
And what beautiful thoughts
Were not quenched in it’s lifetime
For them to now blossom within the grave
#death
#NaPoWriMo2024
255 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2024 12:56pm
2nd Apr 2024 12:56pm
Amiss
I opened up to you like
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
A barn door in the first
Of Spring
Exposed my fresh timber
To the cold gusts of your speech
You promised light
When all you ever brought
Was damp and heavy
You told me that I should
Believe in things unseen,
Like god and your truth.
I warped my brain to
Disarray to be approved
Did that make you feel powerful?
Or do you feel as rotten
As what you always produced?
I am still trying to freeze dry
The black mold you spread within me
While trying to convince...
#abuse
#MeToo
#metaphor
#manipulation
#NaPoWriMo2024
229 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2024 5:11pm
1st Apr 2024 5:11pm
Death Metal Lullaby
At night
I hear death metal
Playing faintly in the distance
Maybe from the downstairs apartment
Or maybe from the deepest expanse
Of my ignored existence
I’ve never been a death metal
Type of gal
I’ve always sought out smooth
Rhythms keeping their balanced tempos
And safe chords
Never been one to step on someone’s toes
Or argue
Or stand up for myself
A people pleasing monster
Denying only myself
So maybe at night
Is when my body rebels
Screaming into the night ...
I hear death metal
Playing faintly in the distance
Maybe from the downstairs apartment
Or maybe from the deepest expanse
Of my ignored existence
I’ve never been a death metal
Type of gal
I’ve always sought out smooth
Rhythms keeping their balanced tempos
And safe chords
Never been one to step on someone’s toes
Or argue
Or stand up for myself
A people pleasing monster
Denying only myself
So maybe at night
Is when my body rebels
Screaming into the night ...
#confessional
#sacrifice
#NaPoWriMo2024
213 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2024 4:40pm
31st Mar 2024 4:40pm
Alarm
Waking up to last night’s
mistakes
mistakes
#regret
#shame
214 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Mar 2024 4:03am
28th Mar 2024 4:03am
The Withered
Warped wallpaper
& sharp edges
Peeled back paint
& concrete stairs
Reinforced doors
& stained carpet
The smell of nicotine
In the air
Time worn wrinkles
Held me tightly
Tone deaf cords
& brushed out hair
Beauty could not
Be afforded
But adoration
Was not spared
Maybe my love
For the withered
Does not come
From lack of wealth
But because
It was the last time
I felt true love
In that old...
& sharp edges
Peeled back paint
& concrete stairs
Reinforced doors
& stained carpet
The smell of nicotine
In the air
Time worn wrinkles
Held me tightly
Tone deaf cords
& brushed out hair
Beauty could not
Be afforded
But adoration
Was not spared
Maybe my love
For the withered
Does not come
From lack of wealth
But because
It was the last time
I felt true love
In that old...
#love
#family
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