Submissions by LoveMinusZero
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A young person who sometimes has lots of ideas.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 7:21am
4th Apr 2014 7:21am
Chocolate
Crying robin up at dawn
heals the daybreak with a song,
sees a worm and takes a bite
world erupts in sweet delight.
heals the daybreak with a song,
sees a worm and takes a bite
world erupts in sweet delight.
753 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 6:34am
14th Mar 2014 6:34am
Hibernate
Frugal squirrels and chubby bears
sleep-out cold inside warm lairs.
Hungry wolves and fragile mice
scavenge snowbanks, gnaw on ice.
sleep-out cold inside warm lairs.
Hungry wolves and fragile mice
scavenge snowbanks, gnaw on ice.
573 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2014 8:16pm
8th Feb 2014 8:16pm
Bad Poem
It was a dark and stormy night on the
precipice of fall. Green leaves met
brown as the sky cried white lighting
and hard rain, finishing half-dead
trees early.
precipice of fall. Green leaves met
brown as the sky cried white lighting
and hard rain, finishing half-dead
trees early.
619 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jan 2014 00:19am
25th Jan 2014 00:19am
Tired
I’ll wash my brain and dirt my feet,
I’ll dance in mud and skirt packed streets,
I’ll live and die before my hair turns gray.
I said before I settled down,
pretended love and hid my frown,
and wrinkled up to die of cold old age.
I’ll dance in mud and skirt packed streets,
I’ll live and die before my hair turns gray.
I said before I settled down,
pretended love and hid my frown,
and wrinkled up to die of cold old age.
599 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 6:11pm
12th Jan 2014 6:11pm
Garage Sale Painting
On a whim, I picked it up
and admired the time earned
imperfections of a rough canvas
on sale for twenty dollars.
and admired the time earned
imperfections of a rough canvas
on sale for twenty dollars.
559 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2013 8:51pm
20th Dec 2013 8:51pm
Residuals
Night was a flame
now morning’s an ash,
regret blacks my fingers
and darkens my laugh.
now morning’s an ash,
regret blacks my fingers
and darkens my laugh.
773 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Dec 2013 9:48pm
18th Dec 2013 9:48pm
Writer's Block
I tried to walk around the
block, wound up rotting
in my chair.
I tried to dig below the
block, got trapped beneath
without a prayer.
I tried to climb above the
block, where air’s too
thin to breathe.
I shut my eyes and
fell asleep, woke up
later writing dreams.
block, wound up rotting
in my chair.
I tried to dig below the
block, got trapped beneath
without a prayer.
I tried to climb above the
block, where air’s too
thin to breathe.
I shut my eyes and
fell asleep, woke up
later writing dreams.
642 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 4:35am
11th Dec 2013 4:35am
Work
Recess has ended
and naptime is done,
no time to enjoy broken
backs and bad puns.
and naptime is done,
no time to enjoy broken
backs and bad puns.
606 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Nov 2013 4:30am
6th Nov 2013 4:30am
Vacancy
In the end, I awake alone.
The emptiness of my king-sized bed
magnified by the unbridled moans
crashing out of the apartment next door.
The emptiness of my king-sized bed
magnified by the unbridled moans
crashing out of the apartment next door.
558 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Oct 2013 5:54pm
26th Oct 2013 5:54pm
Country Song
The frost on the wind
met the chill up my spine,
in a cold country inn
with five bottles of wine.
met the chill up my spine,
in a cold country inn
with five bottles of wine.
740 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 6:07pm
9th Oct 2013 6:07pm
A Sullen Silent Night
No mans mind is safe
nor can women’s hearts escape
the sullen silence of a lonely night.
A shrivelled shell of yesteryear
a drunken ghost, an empty beer;
her haunting face that reappears
after the brutal violence of a punchless fight.
A lovers choice brought naught but doom,
your mother’s voice inside the gloom;
my stoned rejoice, the flowers bloom
like a summer joy that found its tomb
in the sullen silence of a lonely night.
Blood flows after battle cries
like pain grows after love has died;
I wallow in her smiling eyes,...
nor can women’s hearts escape
the sullen silence of a lonely night.
A shrivelled shell of yesteryear
a drunken ghost, an empty beer;
her haunting face that reappears
after the brutal violence of a punchless fight.
A lovers choice brought naught but doom,
your mother’s voice inside the gloom;
my stoned rejoice, the flowers bloom
like a summer joy that found its tomb
in the sullen silence of a lonely night.
Blood flows after battle cries
like pain grows after love has died;
I wallow in her smiling eyes,...
657 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
27th Sep 2013 6:02pm
27th Sep 2013 6:02pm
Alright
Gangrene enthusiasm, parasitic smile,
although I seem chipper
I’m wrack with denial.
although I seem chipper
I’m wrack with denial.
633 reads
2 Comments
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