Submissions by M-E_Ninny-L (michael edward lanier)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not an intellectual, I don't like notions of superiority. Just an artist who tries to keep things simple, I have to call myself a complex minimalist in today's inpatient world.
a fork full of air
reality stringent upon my erect toes
Hell hath fury "Hooray!"
in some countries there's prescriptions for that
all I need is music along with
blazes, glugs, and pops
in a world full of hunger
I keep chasing a fork full of air
Poem by: M.E.L.
Hell hath fury "Hooray!"
in some countries there's prescriptions for that
all I need is music along with
blazes, glugs, and pops
in a world full of hunger
I keep chasing a fork full of air
Poem by: M.E.L.
612 reads
2 Comments
weed dreams
854 reads
3 Comments
Degeneriplex
562 reads
2 Comments
Canons from Cannons
world wide media?
"Woof Woof Woof!"
can the barking birds flock
underneath my roof
the Gore family chokes down
ultra smooth smoothies
Censorship Brand
label me fear
shake my hand
who was that writer who never lived at all
upright right bread parents made sure
of a muffled call
who was that...
"Woof Woof Woof!"
can the barking birds flock
underneath my roof
the Gore family chokes down
ultra smooth smoothies
Censorship Brand
label me fear
shake my hand
who was that writer who never lived at all
upright right bread parents made sure
of a muffled call
who was that...
514 reads
0 Comments
Love Drawn Out
an empty sheath
once filled with warmth
now blazes contempt
the hatred turned from
just too much
consent
so long adoration
gone on enough now
what use to keep hold
burnt chars of brown cows
first hot and heavy
becoming tainted air
the romance bubble bursts
so much caring into a cold stare of death
for being with a loss
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Lady Smoke also by m.e.l.)
once filled with warmth
now blazes contempt
the hatred turned from
just too much
consent
so long adoration
gone on enough now
what use to keep hold
burnt chars of brown cows
first hot and heavy
becoming tainted air
the romance bubble bursts
so much caring into a cold stare of death
for being with a loss
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Lady Smoke also by m.e.l.)
563 reads
1 Comment
Ode to You Telling Me when I Guess the Letter C
there's a such thing as a Svengali who knows the odds
that's something called Nostradamus brand bologna
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Confusion also by m.e.l.)
that's something called Nostradamus brand bologna
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Confusion also by m.e.l.)
436 reads
1 Comment
no prophetic jargon
so many see
their owning reflection
as bees on their knees
happening for not
jazz fusion
inside punk rock
turn tables blasting heavy metal shock
a Chinese man eaten by a tiger
now that's what I call
Asian cuisine
claim your own mouth as G*d's eye
in time all religion goes horribly awry
and
prophetic ignorance is eventually seen
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Y Chaos Why? also by m.e.l.)
their owning reflection
as bees on their knees
happening for not
jazz fusion
inside punk rock
turn tables blasting heavy metal shock
a Chinese man eaten by a tiger
now that's what I call
Asian cuisine
claim your own mouth as G*d's eye
in time all religion goes horribly awry
and
prophetic ignorance is eventually seen
Poem By:
m.e.l. (accompanied painting entitled Y Chaos Why? also by m.e.l.)
583 reads
1 Comment
Jittery Feet She Had
sitting in the chair beside me
I wanted to lick her leg
kissing her head as a friend
an idea that gave me pleasure
not yet in my pants
her little jittery feet
I wanted to spank her
just to feel her ass
if I couldn't we could be friends
I'd giggle at those jittery feet
laughing at my faces again
Poem by:
M.E.L.
I wanted to lick her leg
kissing her head as a friend
an idea that gave me pleasure
not yet in my pants
her little jittery feet
I wanted to spank her
just to feel her ass
if I couldn't we could be friends
I'd giggle at those jittery feet
laughing at my faces again
Poem by:
M.E.L.
842 reads
2 Comments
PTSD Means No One Knows
"I saw this man and,,, I am damned even though I gave him mercy." the soldier told a nurse as she widened her eyes and turned away.
"He was hit by a flame thrower before I put him down, and even though I got the Taliban soldier,
I'm damned for the war still goes on." the special forces soldier said through tears to the nurse.
"I thought you wanted to go back, but I'm sorry you can't right now."
the nurse weeped.
He had been all over the world
feeling as one man
All he could think of is war
"My neighbor is my brother......
"He was hit by a flame thrower before I put him down, and even though I got the Taliban soldier,
I'm damned for the war still goes on." the special forces soldier said through tears to the nurse.
"I thought you wanted to go back, but I'm sorry you can't right now."
the nurse weeped.
He had been all over the world
feeling as one man
All he could think of is war
"My neighbor is my brother......
773 reads
1 Comment
Splif
I love to break it up, split it down, and
lick it baby
get it together
smooches around
lip lip lip
light dry dry
wait a minute
light it again
puff puff pass
till red eyed
Poem by:
M.E.L.
lick it baby
get it together
smooches around
lip lip lip
light dry dry
wait a minute
light it again
puff puff pass
till red eyed
Poem by:
M.E.L.
618 reads
3 Comments
Terror Turned for Remorse
no clue to matter
no matter for clues
got bombs indeed
then no one gives a shit about you
just the remorse turned from terror
an ode to oh good they're gone
Poem by:
M.E.L.
no matter for clues
got bombs indeed
then no one gives a shit about you
just the remorse turned from terror
an ode to oh good they're gone
Poem by:
M.E.L.
504 reads
2 Comments
Ode to Being Sat On
699 reads
2 Comments
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