Submissions by KeithEdBaucum
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What's up? My name is Keith Edward Baucum. My poetic names are Red Seven, The Green Poet, and The Brown Philosopher.
STORY POEM
Published
18th Jan 2018 4:29pm
18th Jan 2018 4:29pm
Lust and Greed
They gather together in darkness to join in unholy matrimony Greed and Lust a union of sin with evil grins the groom and bride exchanged vows.
Greed: "I promise to lay riches at your feet and put power in your hands."
Lust: "I promise to fulfill all of your sexual desires."
By the powers invested in evil the groom and bride kissed.
written by Keith Edward Baucum
Greed: "I promise to lay riches at your feet and put power in your hands."
Lust: "I promise to fulfill all of your sexual desires."
By the powers invested in evil the groom and bride kissed.
written by Keith Edward Baucum
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Sep 2017 2:08pm
29th Sep 2017 2:08pm
Love and Loyalty
Love stood before Loyalty and her soon to be husband and a chapel full of wedding guests wearing a crown of Olive leaves, dressed in light, and holding a bouquet of pink Lilies. Love and Loyalty looked into each other's eyes and exchanged vows.
Loyalty: " My dream of making you my wife has become a reality. I promise to hold you in my arms and keep you safe for all eternity. I promise to cherish you and treat you like royalty."
Love: "I've been waiting for this moment ever since my heart took it's first beat. Like Doves flying on the winds of peace I promise to...
Loyalty: " My dream of making you my wife has become a reality. I promise to hold you in my arms and keep you safe for all eternity. I promise to cherish you and treat you like royalty."
Love: "I've been waiting for this moment ever since my heart took it's first beat. Like Doves flying on the winds of peace I promise to...
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STORY POEM
Published
24th Apr 2017 11:50am
24th Apr 2017 11:50am
GREEN Chapter Two
Olive Spectrum was a plain looking black woman in her 30's who lived a very plain life. She always looked forward to Saturday. A day she would spend at the Golden Scissors getting her hair done and talking with Jewel Stone Wall her childhood friend. When Saturday rolled around Olive hopped out of bed and got ready for her hair appointment.
On her way to the Golden Scissors Olive thought about how Jewel have been trying to get her to get Dreadlocks. "Jewel said I should try something different. I guess I'll be getting Dreadlocks" said Olive. As Olive parked her red BMW in the...
On her way to the Golden Scissors Olive thought about how Jewel have been trying to get her to get Dreadlocks. "Jewel said I should try something different. I guess I'll be getting Dreadlocks" said Olive. As Olive parked her red BMW in the...
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Mar 2017 2:00pm
13th Mar 2017 2:00pm
GREEN Chapter One
As Olive Spectrum lay on the floor at Club Envy with her lungs burning and filling up with blood from being shot by an unknown person she thought her life would never end like this. Olive's tears started to flow as she thought of the years she spent slithering with snakes. Her job at the BNB Bank made it easy to launder money for the Black Crime Syndicate. It was six years ago in the month of June that her life took a downward spiral.
Upset at the thought of being late for work Olive floored the gas pedal. As she passed by the slow moving drivers weaving in and out of traffic Olive...
Upset at the thought of being late for work Olive floored the gas pedal. As she passed by the slow moving drivers weaving in and out of traffic Olive...
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Mar 2017 1:14pm
13th Mar 2017 1:14pm
Untitled
He was driving down Cocaine Boulevard he had killers in the car.
He drove with a blank stare as the killers put their clips in their pistols.
His soul was the color red stained with blood from all the murders he had ordered and committed.
The car came to a stop.
He pointed at a white white house.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
He drove with a blank stare as the killers put their clips in their pistols.
His soul was the color red stained with blood from all the murders he had ordered and committed.
The car came to a stop.
He pointed at a white white house.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
538 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Nov 2016 10:24pm
12th Nov 2016 10:24pm
Love Life
L O V E
I
F
EVERY DAY
WRITTEN BY KEITH
I
F
EVERY DAY
WRITTEN BY KEITH
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jul 2016 00:33am
28th Jul 2016 00:33am
Love and Loyalty
Love the wife of Loyalty stands with her husband's arms wrapped around her and her arms wrapped around him in an warming embrace.
Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said
"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my heart with joy by becoming my wife. My world revolves around you. I will always be there for you. I will stand by your side and help you chase after your drems. I will protect you from all threats. "
Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said
"I too will stand by your side and help you chase your dreams. I will be there for you in your time of need or...
Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said
"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my heart with joy by becoming my wife. My world revolves around you. I will always be there for you. I will stand by your side and help you chase after your drems. I will protect you from all threats. "
Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said
"I too will stand by your side and help you chase your dreams. I will be there for you in your time of need or...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jul 2016 2:35pm
15th Jul 2016 2:35pm
Plum Wood Chapter One
Hello this is the Plum Wood Police Department. How may I help you?"
"I'm calling because there is a dead woman in the woods by highway 77. She has no face or eyes."
"Who am I'm speaking with?"
"This is the killer. I cut off her face and removed her eyes and took them with me.
That way I can always look her in the face. Fuck the world everybody killer."
"Sir can you tell me why you did this? Damn he ended his call."
Plum Wood was a small city with a low crime rate. When officer Daniel recieved a call from a killer telling him...
"I'm calling because there is a dead woman in the woods by highway 77. She has no face or eyes."
"Who am I'm speaking with?"
"This is the killer. I cut off her face and removed her eyes and took them with me.
That way I can always look her in the face. Fuck the world everybody killer."
"Sir can you tell me why you did this? Damn he ended his call."
Plum Wood was a small city with a low crime rate. When officer Daniel recieved a call from a killer telling him...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2016 9:25pm
10th Jun 2016 9:25pm
Black Woman
She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull
Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences
The heat she emit would make Satan sweat
Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
With a smile as bright as the sun that warms my heart you chase away the sorrow that clouds my life
With skin that rivals the marvels of the universe time itself stands still and take notice
With the moon for your crown and the earth for your throne you give a whole new meaning to the title Ms. Universe.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences
The heat she emit would make Satan sweat
Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
With a smile as bright as the sun that warms my heart you chase away the sorrow that clouds my life
With skin that rivals the marvels of the universe time itself stands still and take notice
With the moon for your crown and the earth for your throne you give a whole new meaning to the title Ms. Universe.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jun 2016 9:14pm
5th Jun 2016 9:14pm
Woman
She is God's greatest creation
A sculpture of pure genius for man to marvel at
A living portrait art made flesh painted across the canvas of the world
Hues of brown
Strokes of red
Dabs of yellow
Dipping his brush in the fabric of space creating the first Ms. Universe.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
A sculpture of pure genius for man to marvel at
A living portrait art made flesh painted across the canvas of the world
Hues of brown
Strokes of red
Dabs of yellow
Dipping his brush in the fabric of space creating the first Ms. Universe.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
606 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Apr 2016 3:27am
9th Apr 2016 3:27am
Greed and Lust
Greed the pimp of Lust stands before her with an out stretched hand and ask
"Where is my currency?"
Lust reached into her pocket and gave Greed the gold bills.
"Greed you act like you don't trust me" said Lust.
"Lust you are my wife and the whore who I pimp. We are a couple that were wedded in darkness. Trust you? I do but not a hundred percent. I'm all about wealth and power and you're attracted to wealth and power. You're going to be taking a shower in wealth and power" said Greed.
"I'm going to see to it that you keep your word...
"Where is my currency?"
Lust reached into her pocket and gave Greed the gold bills.
"Greed you act like you don't trust me" said Lust.
"Lust you are my wife and the whore who I pimp. We are a couple that were wedded in darkness. Trust you? I do but not a hundred percent. I'm all about wealth and power and you're attracted to wealth and power. You're going to be taking a shower in wealth and power" said Greed.
"I'm going to see to it that you keep your word...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2016 11:39am
27th Mar 2016 11:39am
Knowledge
The first step to gaining knowledge is to recognize one's own ignorance
to take a stance against stupidity even if it means standing alone
The second step to gaining knowledge is to inhale a whirlwind of knowledge and exhale understanding
to fly on the winds of wisdom
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
to take a stance against stupidity even if it means standing alone
The second step to gaining knowledge is to inhale a whirlwind of knowledge and exhale understanding
to fly on the winds of wisdom
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
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