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.
To Have
every moment is there to make
taken steps of ancestors
riding thee in wake
riding the everlasting tides passed doom
striving no harder than flourishing thrived
with us whether realized for positive knives
sharing the gloom of an unwanted broom
no have-nots have surfed into shore
gone out to sea to wash the soul for no bore
coming back in the spirits rejoice
neither just in a bottle nor unjustly to take
Poem by:
M.E.L. (accompanied painting entitled abstract landscape also by M.E.L.)
taken steps of ancestors
riding thee in wake
riding the everlasting tides passed doom
striving no harder than flourishing thrived
with us whether realized for positive knives
sharing the gloom of an unwanted broom
no have-nots have surfed into shore
gone out to sea to wash the soul for no bore
coming back in the spirits rejoice
neither just in a bottle nor unjustly to take
Poem by:
M.E.L. (accompanied painting entitled abstract landscape also by M.E.L.)
474 reads
2 Comments
Ice Cold Blazing Speed
no better combination
as I spring forth out of the Jiffy
into the world with my for real
Slurpee
I toss my skateboard into the air
throw all of my weight with full force
head head long to the slope around the corner
burn into ice cold blazing speed
dreams of this give me full tent stiffies
I've swerved I've popped I've flipped
I've busted my ass hard
as long as I don't spill
my for real Slurpee
I'm the king of the world
for about five minutes
Poem by:...
as I spring forth out of the Jiffy
into the world with my for real
Slurpee
I toss my skateboard into the air
throw all of my weight with full force
head head long to the slope around the corner
burn into ice cold blazing speed
dreams of this give me full tent stiffies
I've swerved I've popped I've flipped
I've busted my ass hard
as long as I don't spill
my for real Slurpee
I'm the king of the world
for about five minutes
Poem by:...
509 reads
1 Comment
Daring Me To Stare
what is this reflection
how far does this soul reach
why can I not find myself
can I be underneath
where do these lids stop
do these eyes have my spirit
are her lips calling my breath
I can't lead into her glass with protection
endless are her eyes and endless are the questions
Poem by:
M.E.L.
how far does this soul reach
why can I not find myself
can I be underneath
where do these lids stop
do these eyes have my spirit
are her lips calling my breath
I can't lead into her glass with protection
endless are her eyes and endless are the questions
Poem by:
M.E.L.
476 reads
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The Ride
1217 reads
1 Comment
Tithing Flames and Regret
the donation of hateful owning
insults bred for longing destruction
no penitence
fainted cares of future objectification
an asshole on the plate from an order of eggs
ten percent can take and give so much sorrow
tithing flames and regret
Poem by:
M.E.L.
insults bred for longing destruction
no penitence
fainted cares of future objectification
an asshole on the plate from an order of eggs
ten percent can take and give so much sorrow
tithing flames and regret
Poem by:
M.E.L.
532 reads
1 Comment
My Own Love of Mankind's Beginning Story Eden Grove
But the Heavenly father told me so much, I definitely
remember we can all eat any fruit that we like snake, even you."
"Well here's a story in a story bitch that starts out with a
rhyme!" the snake hissed on harshly "To wash down that healing
fruit, how about a glass of Adam's wine. I'll only lick you, and
fetch the wine out of Adam, he's got the loving fruit." "Hold on
here..." Eve went on to say "I supposed to be able to do most
anything, within some small piss and limitations." "Hey, what's
up whore,...
remember we can all eat any fruit that we like snake, even you."
"Well here's a story in a story bitch that starts out with a
rhyme!" the snake hissed on harshly "To wash down that healing
fruit, how about a glass of Adam's wine. I'll only lick you, and
fetch the wine out of Adam, he's got the loving fruit." "Hold on
here..." Eve went on to say "I supposed to be able to do most
anything, within some small piss and limitations." "Hey, what's
up whore,...
589 reads
4 Comments
Dawns Never Close
so many have it hard
to see your own spark
few idiotic, life long to a point
of denial till death
my darling drew me
I allow compliments to effect
allowance not all with A
zero first numbers
up, then down to negative lowly
for most of mankind
boobs or not
to end positive I bet, $Twenty$
cashin out not just ducks in a row
dawn's never clothes?
Poem by:
M.E.L.
to see your own spark
few idiotic, life long to a point
of denial till death
my darling drew me
I allow compliments to effect
allowance not all with A
zero first numbers
up, then down to negative lowly
for most of mankind
boobs or not
to end positive I bet, $Twenty$
cashin out not just ducks in a row
dawn's never clothes?
Poem by:
M.E.L.
480 reads
1 Comment
Ode to Big Mama
She lay atop a waterfall
Her ass so large and dimpled in splendor
I walk along across the rocks
She says "You're quite a man."
As I take off all my clothes
I say "That's nothing, watch this."
Then flip into the water down below
Seeing green, blue, grey, brown , and white
Flash before my eyes
She shouts at me in my idiotic attempt to astonish
"You fool, I was much more impressed with the way you're hung!"
I yell back "Come to me the water's great!"
She hollers "Come back up, I'm much too scared!"
Then big mama slips...
Her ass so large and dimpled in splendor
I walk along across the rocks
She says "You're quite a man."
As I take off all my clothes
I say "That's nothing, watch this."
Then flip into the water down below
Seeing green, blue, grey, brown , and white
Flash before my eyes
She shouts at me in my idiotic attempt to astonish
"You fool, I was much more impressed with the way you're hung!"
I yell back "Come to me the water's great!"
She hollers "Come back up, I'm much too scared!"
Then big mama slips...
676 reads
3 Comments
Wouldn't You Like to Sit Next to My Darling Dear
But Isabella my sweetie pie, I never wanted to see you laying on a slab.” Nathaniel Darlington utters with a whimper just before he crashes onto the floor of the morgue. He lays in a waking state of complete denial for anything, anything at all. The shock settles over Francis gently, while staring at his brother whom he'd once joyously referred to as Nate. “Nathaniel, Nathaniel can you hear me?” Francis was called to the fifth floor of the hospital two hours after Nate's collapse six floors below, and now he sits in front of Nathaniel waiting for a response.
Francis puts his hands...
Francis puts his hands...
639 reads
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Hands of Holding
I've seen many smiles melt
girls and guys flourishing and wilted
she can bark just as easy as he
and all hands can be removed
then cheaters aren't always caught
anyone can take a backdoor as bought
so many play it straight
it's those honest high rollers I love the most
I am the Queen of diamonds
I've seen many cheers
given gulps and turns on ears
he can squeal with excitement like a little girl
she can grunt “Oh yeah!” just as a boss
anyone can give up and fold on a low pair
so many ride things out
it's those...
girls and guys flourishing and wilted
she can bark just as easy as he
and all hands can be removed
then cheaters aren't always caught
anyone can take a backdoor as bought
so many play it straight
it's those honest high rollers I love the most
I am the Queen of diamonds
I've seen many cheers
given gulps and turns on ears
he can squeal with excitement like a little girl
she can grunt “Oh yeah!” just as a boss
anyone can give up and fold on a low pair
so many ride things out
it's those...
477 reads
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Bam Bing Boom Through Your Love's Window
that old world black magic sparks
"I've killed a man?!"
done so many times before
too often known these chunks
of vomit
onto the mausoleum floor
for the soul does not wait
leaving bit by bit
built internment for the slain
to be thought of as ripped
the pistol drawn
not with charcoal
without a lock out of a drawer
a dashboard says sometimes
you can rob the robbers
then usually there's much much more
for gun control I'm all about it
though such an expensive idea
to rid the...
"I've killed a man?!"
done so many times before
too often known these chunks
of vomit
onto the mausoleum floor
for the soul does not wait
leaving bit by bit
built internment for the slain
to be thought of as ripped
the pistol drawn
not with charcoal
without a lock out of a drawer
a dashboard says sometimes
you can rob the robbers
then usually there's much much more
for gun control I'm all about it
though such an expensive idea
to rid the...
501 reads
0 Comments
9 inches
I'm not proud myself of myself
I did not make this thing I am
smaller than most trees
I'm only this writer's dick
I've a little less control than his tongue
and he can really be a prick
hardly a one woman has complained of me
they've mostly all cheered for show
for I am sometimes above nine inches
when the right spark lights my growth
this one dame harked "He's too big!"
but he's gentle my writer friend
a good while later she cursed his name
in a twisted compliment of shameful fame
he cried in his beer that...
I did not make this thing I am
smaller than most trees
I'm only this writer's dick
I've a little less control than his tongue
and he can really be a prick
hardly a one woman has complained of me
they've mostly all cheered for show
for I am sometimes above nine inches
when the right spark lights my growth
this one dame harked "He's too big!"
but he's gentle my writer friend
a good while later she cursed his name
in a twisted compliment of shameful fame
he cried in his beer that...
679 reads
2 Comments
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