Submissions by Josh (Joshua Bond)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I write mainly poetry for the inner journey. I also have a feisty side-line of writing poetic commentaries on the war industry and politics & culture. "When power corrupts, poetry cleanses" (JFK, Oct 1963)
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 3:21pm
Yesterday 3:21pm
Algorithmic Meat-Machines
There was a young man who considered
just who is this “I” in a dither? —
I’m making decisions
an act of derision
by shrinking my “self” to a slither.
just who is this “I” in a dither? —
I’m making decisions
an act of derision
by shrinking my “self” to a slither.
#identity
#limerick
#SelfReflection #HumanRights
#SelfReflection #HumanRights
22 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 3:19pm
Yesterday 3:19pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.10 — Arrival of the Fittest
Two guys hung from nooses on different branches of a big tree.
My, oh my said the alien tourist
so that’s how humans are grown…, on trees … who’d have thought?
But do they fall to the ground naturally, then walk and talk —
or are they picked?
My, oh my said the alien tourist
so that’s how humans are grown…, on trees … who’d have thought?
But do they fall to the ground naturally, then walk and talk —
or are they picked?
#dark
#identity
#aliens
23 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jan 2021 4:20pm
9th Jan 2021 4:20pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.09 — An Assured Journey
This poem is little known
because everything has conspired to keep it secret;
despite this, experience reminds
I can know it — though what follows
will surprise the universe as much as me.
because everything has conspired to keep it secret;
despite this, experience reminds
I can know it — though what follows
will surprise the universe as much as me.
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#travel
#acceptance
46 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jan 2021 4:13pm
9th Jan 2021 4:13pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.08 — Stockholm Syndrome?
Like Jonah, I am traveling
in the belly of a whale
but mine refuses to take me to the dry land
of my higher destiny. Perhaps the erotic element
of our symbiotic tie has become too comfortable.
in the belly of a whale
but mine refuses to take me to the dry land
of my higher destiny. Perhaps the erotic element
of our symbiotic tie has become too comfortable.
#LifeStruggles
#travel
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#redemption
40 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Sep 2020 10:20pm
26th Sep 2020 10:20pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.07 — For Sale by Auction
Modest star on desirable edge of Milky Way Galaxy.
Comes with eight main & five dwarf planets, boasting 184 moons,
plus numerous asteroid outbuildings. Sitting tenants on Planet-3, Earth —
currently in lock- and melt-down. Ripe for redevelopment,
(subject to the usual planning perditions). Apply: Stratos & Suns.
Comes with eight main & five dwarf planets, boasting 184 moons,
plus numerous asteroid outbuildings. Sitting tenants on Planet-3, Earth —
currently in lock- and melt-down. Ripe for redevelopment,
(subject to the usual planning perditions). Apply: Stratos & Suns.
#earth
#universe
#scifi #pandemic
#scifi #pandemic
110 reads
20 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Sep 2020 9:41pm
20th Sep 2020 9:41pm
Beautiful Planet
#hope
#politics
#earth
#religion
#aliens
137 reads
21 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Sep 2020 11:25pm
15th Sep 2020 11:25pm
Samhain, Then & Now
#technology
#ghosts
#historical
139 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2020 6:43pm
9th Sep 2020 6:43pm
Social Distancing
#relationships
#politics
#science #pandemic
#science #pandemic
186 reads
23 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2020 10:17pm
30th Aug 2020 10:17pm
Neglected Pause
I live in a neglected pause —
I think I just fell into it by mistake
so I made a case for ‘serendipity’ to add meaning;
“God’s Will” someone suggested, trying to be helpful.
Exploring the pause I found a stray dog without a bone —
how the hell did he get here?
But when I encountered pink carnations rocking on a rainbow
to The Doors’ Roadhouse Blues, I thought
wow, weird scenes inside a goldmine indeed,
I’ve stopped the clock — life is worth living after all.
I think I just fell into it by mistake
so I made a case for ‘serendipity’ to add meaning;
“God’s Will” someone suggested, trying to be helpful.
Exploring the pause I found a stray dog without a bone —
how the hell did he get here?
But when I encountered pink carnations rocking on a rainbow
to The Doors’ Roadhouse Blues, I thought
wow, weird scenes inside a goldmine indeed,
I’ve stopped the clock — life is worth living after all.
#teens
#music
#SelfReflection #historical
#SelfReflection #historical
129 reads
20 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2020 9:34pm
23rd Aug 2020 9:34pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.06 — A Drop of Logic
In cartoons
if you run over the edge of a cliff
you will not fall until you notice your mistake
therefore it is best not to notice mistakes
since cartoons are never wrong.
if you run over the edge of a cliff
you will not fall until you notice your mistake
therefore it is best not to notice mistakes
since cartoons are never wrong.
#funny
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
125 reads
25 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Aug 2020 11:56pm
15th Aug 2020 11:56pm
Evelyn
My maternal grand-mother, Evelyn Woodward,
born 1888, lived through
the arrival of cars, radio & TV, manned flight
two world wars, loss of the family business
in the Liverpool blitz
the moon-landings and arrival of computers;
always treated by a homeopathic doctor,
but blind for the last 30 years of her life,
she looked after her younger spinster sisters
and died in 1984
with 96 years of astonishment on her face
that she was still alive.
born 1888, lived through
the arrival of cars, radio & TV, manned flight
two world wars, loss of the family business
in the Liverpool blitz
the moon-landings and arrival of computers;
always treated by a homeopathic doctor,
but blind for the last 30 years of her life,
she looked after her younger spinster sisters
and died in 1984
with 96 years of astonishment on her face
that she was still alive.
#strength
#family
#power
#inspirational
#determination
111 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Aug 2020 11:29pm
15th Aug 2020 11:29pm
Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.05 — Feigning Sane
Some poets, like Ezra Pound,
pretend to be mad in order to avoid the charge of treason.
Me? I pretend to be sane …
paying bills … dressing as expected …
… squashing inspiration into confined spaces.
pretend to be mad in order to avoid the charge of treason.
Me? I pretend to be sane …
paying bills … dressing as expected …
… squashing inspiration into confined spaces.
#identity
#WritingPoetry
#SelfWorth
130 reads
24 Comments
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