Submissions by Lookawaynow (Rose)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
One slight poet Beautiful around the edges
Box it away
Hatred gets confused with frustration
The love in my heart lingers,
Awaiting to be boxed away
A friendship awaits on frustrated
soundbytes, The score we both know
all to well.
Should friendship be devoured
by the fear of trust?.
We both love, The evidence is accepted.
If guilty of such crimes then
send us both down.
For what we can't control,
For how we feel inside,
Should not be assumed
or foretold to pass.
To box it up,
To box it up and place
in safe keeping,
Is a pact shared and
acknowledged to...
The love in my heart lingers,
Awaiting to be boxed away
A friendship awaits on frustrated
soundbytes, The score we both know
all to well.
Should friendship be devoured
by the fear of trust?.
We both love, The evidence is accepted.
If guilty of such crimes then
send us both down.
For what we can't control,
For how we feel inside,
Should not be assumed
or foretold to pass.
To box it up,
To box it up and place
in safe keeping,
Is a pact shared and
acknowledged to...
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Beneath the Surface
Though the surface is delightful
even in it's uncaring demeaner,
It's what lies underneath that's
so beautiful.
To suffer the same,
It seems I have befallen.
Not a incommon desire that
would make the list.
To worry about such small
demeaners I care little for.
To know it's this way is
acceptable times two.
Frustrations can devour
somethings that aren't even there.
To learn to accept it as just that,
Makes it easier for me to appologize.
even in it's uncaring demeaner,
It's what lies underneath that's
so beautiful.
To suffer the same,
It seems I have befallen.
Not a incommon desire that
would make the list.
To worry about such small
demeaners I care little for.
To know it's this way is
acceptable times two.
Frustrations can devour
somethings that aren't even there.
To learn to accept it as just that,
Makes it easier for me to appologize.
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History
The homecoming across the screen,
by pure chance encountered.
By flighted wings reported,
The day dearly departed gathered.
Left speechless as dates and times
Alligned in sync.
The broken website created, Left for dead,
Shouted out a name amongst the brushwood.
Friends reunited by chance one year later
showed a life unlived with parrot talks
and gloopy fish.
Four left standing in the realm,
Ticked off one by one by small talk
till discovered from bebo to bebop.
Honest hearts speak the truth to...
by pure chance encountered.
By flighted wings reported,
The day dearly departed gathered.
Left speechless as dates and times
Alligned in sync.
The broken website created, Left for dead,
Shouted out a name amongst the brushwood.
Friends reunited by chance one year later
showed a life unlived with parrot talks
and gloopy fish.
Four left standing in the realm,
Ticked off one by one by small talk
till discovered from bebo to bebop.
Honest hearts speak the truth to...
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Keeping the Beat
Feelings of the heart
sit well within my head,
Sometimes we dance real slow,
Sometimes she takes me to bed.
She makes the path
that drives me on.
Banging the drums
that keep me beating.
A little bit small
A little bit cute,
She makes my day
In lacy numbers or suits.
Her laughter filters down
To lift my spirits.
No need for sorrow,
no need to frown.
She's not my baby
But i dont mind.
I dont pray for the day
Her eyes
Her smile
Her spirit
Make me smile, ...
sit well within my head,
Sometimes we dance real slow,
Sometimes she takes me to bed.
She makes the path
that drives me on.
Banging the drums
that keep me beating.
A little bit small
A little bit cute,
She makes my day
In lacy numbers or suits.
Her laughter filters down
To lift my spirits.
No need for sorrow,
no need to frown.
She's not my baby
But i dont mind.
I dont pray for the day
Her eyes
Her smile
Her spirit
Make me smile, ...
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Shame
My habit, or my demon as i like to call it
Upon my shoulder he did sit.
Whispering the odds and the market,
Shh just one more, quick lay that bet.
Out of body this game of fiction,
Three thousand?
Shh lets make it five.
Tax man will turn a blind eye
Whats fifty k between him and I.
Keep feeding me by the week,
You won nice
Now feed me
You lost.
Now feed me
Your weak.
Realisation hurts deep.
To think back brings tears.
To sit and weep as i recall
the cry for help
She answered..
Stuck by when...
Upon my shoulder he did sit.
Whispering the odds and the market,
Shh just one more, quick lay that bet.
Out of body this game of fiction,
Three thousand?
Shh lets make it five.
Tax man will turn a blind eye
Whats fifty k between him and I.
Keep feeding me by the week,
You won nice
Now feed me
You lost.
Now feed me
Your weak.
Realisation hurts deep.
To think back brings tears.
To sit and weep as i recall
the cry for help
She answered..
Stuck by when...
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it just is as it is
Lots of things I wanted to say,
Many I managed write.
I was truthful in my endevour.
Take me back years past,
I'd do it all again.
I did'nt entirely believe
the put down, Though I understood
and understand its content totally.
I cannot and will not set
foot and invade.
No plans to be drawn up.
I think impossible sums up the start.
I dont see us ever saying hello.
Real friendship would be taxingly
difficult at best.
I'm here,
Your there,
It's just the way it is,
Somethings will never change
And...
Many I managed write.
I was truthful in my endevour.
Take me back years past,
I'd do it all again.
I did'nt entirely believe
the put down, Though I understood
and understand its content totally.
I cannot and will not set
foot and invade.
No plans to be drawn up.
I think impossible sums up the start.
I dont see us ever saying hello.
Real friendship would be taxingly
difficult at best.
I'm here,
Your there,
It's just the way it is,
Somethings will never change
And...
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Heartland
With each
liquid line
I'm swept away.
leaves me
breathless
Gasping
Grasping
Clawing at my
stoney lined heartland
Washing
Cleansing
Beached
To dry in your
warming words
Tranquility
Found
liquid line
I'm swept away.
leaves me
breathless
Gasping
Grasping
Clawing at my
stoney lined heartland
Washing
Cleansing
Beached
To dry in your
warming words
Tranquility
Found
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Night Lights
It's going to be a beautiful,
Going to be a beautiful night
Cloudless with the moons full glow,
With the stars in their multitude,
Bright and looking down from up high.
Shooting stars with long tails
Wishing to write their stories.
Everything seems so small and trivial
When looking up on a clear night.
Going to be a beautiful night
Cloudless with the moons full glow,
With the stars in their multitude,
Bright and looking down from up high.
Shooting stars with long tails
Wishing to write their stories.
Everything seems so small and trivial
When looking up on a clear night.
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Get In
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Buffet
My coffins looking tired and worn.
A slight collapse by my feet,
The soil pops in to say hello.
Mr and Mrs worm will arrive shortly,
They need to hurry, Get a Riggle on,
The feeding frenzy is in full flow.
The blackout I can take with ease,
But the noise these guests are making
is keeping me awake this endless night,
Even my feasting bug buddies are thinking
of leaving eye socket avenue.
The free buffet has all but been consumed.
I expected a big crowd.
I was not let down.
A slight collapse by my feet,
The soil pops in to say hello.
Mr and Mrs worm will arrive shortly,
They need to hurry, Get a Riggle on,
The feeding frenzy is in full flow.
The blackout I can take with ease,
But the noise these guests are making
is keeping me awake this endless night,
Even my feasting bug buddies are thinking
of leaving eye socket avenue.
The free buffet has all but been consumed.
I expected a big crowd.
I was not let down.
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Hammer Horror
The picture flickered
deathly grey
Grandiose the music
spouting hard sounds
softening to lull the senses
into thinking.. It'll be ok
It's not so bad.
As a child,
I knew this was the case,
but still.. I held the cushion
shield for my eyes;
My father, knight,
With his protective arm,
As the undead creatures of the night
would arise and create horror for the
viewing masses.
deathly grey
Grandiose the music
spouting hard sounds
softening to lull the senses
into thinking.. It'll be ok
It's not so bad.
As a child,
I knew this was the case,
but still.. I held the cushion
shield for my eyes;
My father, knight,
With his protective arm,
As the undead creatures of the night
would arise and create horror for the
viewing masses.
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Pure
The moon soft in it's full cycle,
Filtering though the water and
branches above.
Somethings were pure in spirit.
She had been awaiting it's arrival,
It's meandering journey across the
sky never faltered.
As she waited to be discovered
Along with the moon that never faltered.
Filtering though the water and
branches above.
Somethings were pure in spirit.
She had been awaiting it's arrival,
It's meandering journey across the
sky never faltered.
As she waited to be discovered
Along with the moon that never faltered.
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Lookawaynow (Rose)