Submissions by JohnWilksLincoln (John Wilkes Lincoln)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My name is John Wilkes Lincoln, a registered minister of the ULC. My inspiration comes from botany, love, and nature. As you read my poetry, I hope you get a deeper realization of the purpose of life and different life lessons.
SELF POEM
Published
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
8th Apr 2025 6:50pm
To John
Life is harder than you thought. Shit’s hit the fan on multiple occasions. You’ve almost let it affect your character, and to be honest, on some occasions it has. The drinking, weed, it’s all to drown out any form of feeling.
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
But what about the good ones?
What about the feelings that bring you so much joy? Why drown those? What about the feelings of togetherness and friendship, the people who value you for you? What about them? Why lose pieces of yourself in a bottle, pill, or bong? It takes pieces of you, all of which may or may not return.
They call me. ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#hope #nature
#hope #nature
53 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
To My Grandmother
Throughout the past couple of months, I’ve been watching my grandmother’s health fluctuate vastly. I enter her room and don’t know whether to expect a natural or forced smile. I’ve seen tears roll down her face as she tries to remain strong, knowing her time is limited. The pain has become simply unbearable. I find myself weak in these moments. Something so important to me but far outside of my ability to help.
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
#death
#family
#hope
#illness
#love
57 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Apr 2025 7:34pm
1st Apr 2025 7:34pm
Babe? Babe??
#breakup
#confessional
#ghosts
#love
#scary
213 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Aug 2021 5:21am
1st Aug 2021 5:21am
Assail at Camp Hale
#love
#men
#MeToo
#trees
#nature
221 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jul 2021 6:00am
10th Jul 2021 6:00am
A Stroke of Genius (A Tribute to e. e. cummings)
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#women
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
#disability
#tradition
238 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2021 5:47am
10th Jul 2021 5:47am
Worlds Collide
Alex Feng drives home from the hospital, leaving behind the woman of his dreams. As she lay dead on the hospital bed, part of his heart withers away with her. The bumpy ride back from the hospital reminds him of their relationship. Though most would consider it to be a rough ride, and would much rather have a smooth and loving relationship, Alex and Stella seemed to find love in the potholes and flat tires of the world. They found love like gaining muscle in a gym. By breaking apart the muscle while lifting weights, it comes back bigger and stronger. In the instance of love, Alex and Stella...
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#drugs
#IMissYou
174 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
8th Jul 2021 4:51pm
8th Jul 2021 4:51pm
Where Did My Hope Go?
I have everything. Whatever money can buy, the success I’ve dreamt of, the grades, the looks. So why do I feel so… unhappy? Incomplete?
Where Did My Hope Go?
I dreamt about leadership roles, taking the difficult classes, getting the grades, all at the cost of losing what really mattered. On a journey that was originally meant for self-discovery, I threw it all away for textbooks and a letter with a little plus or minus. No longer.
Where Did My Hope Go?
I wished for anything but what mattered. My current state of...
Where Did My Hope Go?
I dreamt about leadership roles, taking the difficult classes, getting the grades, all at the cost of losing what really mattered. On a journey that was originally meant for self-discovery, I threw it all away for textbooks and a letter with a little plus or minus. No longer.
Where Did My Hope Go?
I wished for anything but what mattered. My current state of...
#love
#depression
#hope
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
192 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jul 2021 4:48pm
8th Jul 2021 4:48pm
Saving Tracy Davis
#love
#depression
#illness
#despair
#sensual
181 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jul 2021 11:06pm
7th Jul 2021 11:06pm
Hopeless Love
My heart is trapped inside a glass box. It tries to break free with every *thump,* yet cannot shatter the confinements of solidarity. Like a bird trapped in its cage, one’s ability to love freely relies on others to break us free. For me, that woman was Jenny. The love of my life, my partner in crime, we did everything together. After receiving a massive inheritance, I realized that money could not buy me happiness. Money could not release my heart from its cage. Though I had millions, Jenny was my everything. She was my everything. Was. She had died earlier in the year from a battle with...
#love
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#FeelingLost
200 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Jul 2021 11:00pm
7th Jul 2021 11:00pm
Room 1236
#love
#dreams
#devil
#LifeChangingMoment
#hell
212 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jul 2021 5:53am
7th Jul 2021 5:53am
Powered By Pride
Nolan grabs his belongings and leaves History Class. His high school experience had been what some would consider “normal,” but Nolan didn’t feel that way. He had been hiding something, fearing a part of himself and pushing it down. He walks through the hallways, nervous. A familiar *ding* chimes from his phone. It was Derrick.
“Hey man! You left some stuff over at my house, I was wondering when I could drop it off.”
“Derrick, I thought we went over this. I can’t let anybody know what happened.”
“Nobody’s gonna know,” Derrick replied. “Besides, you can trust...
“Hey man! You left some stuff over at my house, I was wondering when I could drop it off.”
“Derrick, I thought we went over this. I can’t let anybody know what happened.”
“Nobody’s gonna know,” Derrick replied. “Besides, you can trust...
#love
#childhood
#LGBT
#school
#Christian
176 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2021 5:47am
7th Jul 2021 5:47am
Medium Rare
Can you smell what’s in the air?
I bring kids to my backyard, the white people stare.
8 year olds, 9 year olds, babies galore!
They came in pairs, but they’re grouped by four.
I took them fresh right out of their cribs,
Put ‘em on the grill for baby back ribs.
They laid on the slots right above the fire,
Then I blasted the gas to make the temperature higher.
Human burgers on the menu today,
Some say it’s nasty, I think it’s okay!
Mustard, ketchup, pepper, salt,
Some blame me, I say it’s God's fault. ...
I bring kids to my backyard, the white people stare.
8 year olds, 9 year olds, babies galore!
They came in pairs, but they’re grouped by four.
I took them fresh right out of their cribs,
Put ‘em on the grill for baby back ribs.
They laid on the slots right above the fire,
Then I blasted the gas to make the temperature higher.
Human burgers on the menu today,
Some say it’s nasty, I think it’s okay!
Mustard, ketchup, pepper, salt,
Some blame me, I say it’s God's fault. ...
#children
#childhood
#family
#food
#EatingDisorder
179 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by JohnWilksLincoln (John Wilkes Lincoln)
