Submissions by JohnVincent (JVD)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I usually just write whatever's on my mind. Could be anything. Brain-to-hand-to-page.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Aug 2014 8:04pm
31st Aug 2014 8:04pm
Blasted
Blasted
Out and far wide
Hurling
Tumbling out and in
Planets
Pass and go
Asteroids
Crash and burn
Time
Wanes and builds
Nothing
Stops for you
Everything
Lies in wait
Out and far wide
Hurling
Tumbling out and in
Planets
Pass and go
Asteroids
Crash and burn
Time
Wanes and builds
Nothing
Stops for you
Everything
Lies in wait
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Aug 2014 7:21pm
30th Aug 2014 7:21pm
Doppelgangers
When we're born
And until we perish
Ideas we've worn
Things we relish
Seem to live on
Despite our broken bodies
Daughters and sons
Sacrificed, we're follies
With that said
We all get a piece
Heads and hearts of lead
Holes in moldy brain-cheese
No one is afforded
A true way through
Everyone is sorted
And it really is true
Family's with money
Fall and suffer from lack of love
And family's with none
Shiver in the cold through group-hugs
Healthy people, sick ones
All suffer fates they'd choose not to...
And until we perish
Ideas we've worn
Things we relish
Seem to live on
Despite our broken bodies
Daughters and sons
Sacrificed, we're follies
With that said
We all get a piece
Heads and hearts of lead
Holes in moldy brain-cheese
No one is afforded
A true way through
Everyone is sorted
And it really is true
Family's with money
Fall and suffer from lack of love
And family's with none
Shiver in the cold through group-hugs
Healthy people, sick ones
All suffer fates they'd choose not to...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Aug 2014 7:07pm
30th Aug 2014 7:07pm
The Falling Leaf
We all dissolve
It's basic science
While we evolve
None of us are compliant
We're hurling through
Without any consent
Our rape is true
No point in dissidents
We grow like the grass
From infertile grounds
We just want to save our ass
From unholy sounds
No matter of belief
They don't care that we don't
We're just the falling leaf
In search of lofty retreats
It's basic science
While we evolve
None of us are compliant
We're hurling through
Without any consent
Our rape is true
No point in dissidents
We grow like the grass
From infertile grounds
We just want to save our ass
From unholy sounds
No matter of belief
They don't care that we don't
We're just the falling leaf
In search of lofty retreats
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2014 3:09am
29th Aug 2014 3:09am
Junk Yard
The blotchy grass and
Broken tree limbs
Greet me when I come
Spare car parts
Barrels of twisted, half-charred metal
Tin, iron and aluminum
Stacked high, Sun-glinting off
It's hot
Humid, the worst
Sometimes I could barely breathe
But I did
Even with my asthma
Tugging on my lungs
I breathed in
I breathed out
And it was just like I remembered it
Broken tree limbs
Greet me when I come
Spare car parts
Barrels of twisted, half-charred metal
Tin, iron and aluminum
Stacked high, Sun-glinting off
It's hot
Humid, the worst
Sometimes I could barely breathe
But I did
Even with my asthma
Tugging on my lungs
I breathed in
I breathed out
And it was just like I remembered it
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 6:25pm
28th Aug 2014 6:25pm
No Survivors, Peacekeeper
Stop and look around
Hold the bullet in your hand
Mull over the emotion
That fills you as you stand
Blood rushes up, down, pumps
And now you're all set
Body like a tree trunk
Feel the weird funk
Coming on and taking over
No survivors, no leftovers
Look left and then turn right
Sit down and take flight
Like the green leaves
Off the mighty oak
Falling up instead of down
Float up and let your body soak
In the light of the bright sightly
Glorious Sun from above
Taking blood lightly
Spilled and vacuumed up
Hold the bullet in your hand
Mull over the emotion
That fills you as you stand
Blood rushes up, down, pumps
And now you're all set
Body like a tree trunk
Feel the weird funk
Coming on and taking over
No survivors, no leftovers
Look left and then turn right
Sit down and take flight
Like the green leaves
Off the mighty oak
Falling up instead of down
Float up and let your body soak
In the light of the bright sightly
Glorious Sun from above
Taking blood lightly
Spilled and vacuumed up
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2014 7:34pm
27th Aug 2014 7:34pm
Mom's Prayers
I go to the place
Where I like to be
No need to keep up pace
This is where my mind sees
Closing my eyes, no one around
I hear the rain as I
Let my guard down
Oh, that sound
In my head all day and all night
Thoughts race and slow, I can't control
Walking around just trying to take flight
But it's become harder than I've ever known
Can't accept the things I can never know
Approaching green forests and animals
Take refuge under the big oak
The Sun goes down and I'm frightful
When the going gets rough I always choke
But...
Where I like to be
No need to keep up pace
This is where my mind sees
Closing my eyes, no one around
I hear the rain as I
Let my guard down
Oh, that sound
In my head all day and all night
Thoughts race and slow, I can't control
Walking around just trying to take flight
But it's become harder than I've ever known
Can't accept the things I can never know
Approaching green forests and animals
Take refuge under the big oak
The Sun goes down and I'm frightful
When the going gets rough I always choke
But...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2014 1:34pm
22nd Aug 2014 1:34pm
Hesitate
Shadows on the grass
The Sun hangs high above
Cars laze down my street
The wind makes that sound I love
It's one of those days
That being alive isn't so hard
I awoke in sort of a daze
My resolve seemed less charred
Now it's just a question
That hangs above like the almighty Sun
But I know that hesitation
Always dots my question-marked fun
The Sun hangs high above
Cars laze down my street
The wind makes that sound I love
It's one of those days
That being alive isn't so hard
I awoke in sort of a daze
My resolve seemed less charred
Now it's just a question
That hangs above like the almighty Sun
But I know that hesitation
Always dots my question-marked fun
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Aug 2014 5:39pm
20th Aug 2014 5:39pm
crazy
looking back with no anger
just anxiety, feel my life in danger
the soul can only bear so much
I've grown too numb to recognize a touch
can't even tell your love from your disdain
but no one can hurt me, I've been through deeper pain
the feeling flees, fleeting flies
staring up at the ceiling tiles
no way pf telling when they'll leave me be
for once in my life I'd like to not feel so crazy
just anxiety, feel my life in danger
the soul can only bear so much
I've grown too numb to recognize a touch
can't even tell your love from your disdain
but no one can hurt me, I've been through deeper pain
the feeling flees, fleeting flies
staring up at the ceiling tiles
no way pf telling when they'll leave me be
for once in my life I'd like to not feel so crazy
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 6:19pm
18th Aug 2014 6:19pm
Engaged
I asked my maladies to marry me
And now I'm engaged to be alone
And I know
That I'm no, no
Good when I'm low
And
I'm always low
I'm always low
And now I'm engaged to be alone
And I know
That I'm no, no
Good when I'm low
And
I'm always low
I'm always low
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 6:17pm
18th Aug 2014 6:17pm
Settle to Lose
Things never seem the same
When you look back from whence you came
Realization hits you like a wheelbarrow full of bricks
This newfound process only worsens your little mental ticks
And then you don't know what to do or who to run to
And your left debating the worth of what they say is true
Living in a constant state of question
Asking yourself: "Do they know what they do only lessens
the quality, and probably quantity, of your years here on Earth?"
Always weighing the pros and cons of your fickle worth
In and out and out and back,...
When you look back from whence you came
Realization hits you like a wheelbarrow full of bricks
This newfound process only worsens your little mental ticks
And then you don't know what to do or who to run to
And your left debating the worth of what they say is true
Living in a constant state of question
Asking yourself: "Do they know what they do only lessens
the quality, and probably quantity, of your years here on Earth?"
Always weighing the pros and cons of your fickle worth
In and out and out and back,...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 6:00pm
16th Aug 2014 6:00pm
The Mountains and the Valleys
Up on a grassy hill
Electricity through my brain
Sky lights up
The crash is deafening
In a valley
Down low, lower
Than I knew I could go
The sight is blinding
Electricity through my brain
Sky lights up
The crash is deafening
In a valley
Down low, lower
Than I knew I could go
The sight is blinding
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Aug 2014 3:08pm
11th Aug 2014 3:08pm
Manic-Depression
Up with the birds
Out with the wind
Through with the confidence
And nothing makes sense
Like the up and up
Careening into the dark
And down, down, down
I'm stranded in the park
Dilapidated and dated (and what's my consolation?)
My brain's been thrown to the sharks
Floating, blue water dyed red
As they cut to the surface
My body is cast-iron lead
Watching as this place
Roars from nil and naught
To somewhere I want to stay
I don't know where to look
Now and again I'm turned on my head
Only now I can read it like a...
Out with the wind
Through with the confidence
And nothing makes sense
Like the up and up
Careening into the dark
And down, down, down
I'm stranded in the park
Dilapidated and dated (and what's my consolation?)
My brain's been thrown to the sharks
Floating, blue water dyed red
As they cut to the surface
My body is cast-iron lead
Watching as this place
Roars from nil and naught
To somewhere I want to stay
I don't know where to look
Now and again I'm turned on my head
Only now I can read it like a...
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