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.
SONG LYRICS
Published
4th Dec 2012 8:53pm
4th Dec 2012 8:53pm
We're All Just Traffic
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 5:08pm
4th Dec 2012 5:08pm
A Flower's Gripe
I've got a garden full of sunflowers
somehow their blossoms aren't so nice
instead of greeting me with pleasantries
they shout obscenities and curse my name
is water and song not enough for these plants
why do they scorn me so
I do what I can for their breath
do we really have to go
Poem by:
M.E.L.
somehow their blossoms aren't so nice
instead of greeting me with pleasantries
they shout obscenities and curse my name
is water and song not enough for these plants
why do they scorn me so
I do what I can for their breath
do we really have to go
Poem by:
M.E.L.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 12:35pm
4th Dec 2012 12:35pm
The Departure
I knew God when I was a boy
The sands washed over my heart
Gravity pushed, I pulled all angles
Growing my want to be the boss
I know what's stupid
My knowledge a toy
Now though I think I'm the God
I'm really just a ginger bread man
Poem by:
M.E.L.
Accompanied pastel drawing entitled Checkmate Zombie Marriage (also by M.E.L.)
The sands washed over my heart
Gravity pushed, I pulled all angles
Growing my want to be the boss
I know what's stupid
My knowledge a toy
Now though I think I'm the God
I'm really just a ginger bread man
Poem by:
M.E.L.
Accompanied pastel drawing entitled Checkmate Zombie Marriage (also by M.E.L.)
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2012 4:31pm
3rd Dec 2012 4:31pm
Fear of Another Ice Age
solid breath sticking chest
into these flickering statues
annoyances of the worth while
for wind as health after birthing a child
whether cotton or pressed leather
bare, brisk, clever or thick
dawn of whatever is nice for winter to exist
no matter in once green Saharas
or in swamps with no castles to drown underneath
the world has more than twice frozen over
now I sit as it melts
so what of the next century
the melting’s been so long
what cycle will there be
the enjoyable would doubt ...
into these flickering statues
annoyances of the worth while
for wind as health after birthing a child
whether cotton or pressed leather
bare, brisk, clever or thick
dawn of whatever is nice for winter to exist
no matter in once green Saharas
or in swamps with no castles to drown underneath
the world has more than twice frozen over
now I sit as it melts
so what of the next century
the melting’s been so long
what cycle will there be
the enjoyable would doubt ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2012 3:53am
3rd Dec 2012 3:53am
Dominating Contradictions
there’s so much a man can do for a pretty girl
why won’t he do it for the rest of the world
misogyny
Poem by:
M.E.L.
Accompanied painting entitled Static Tele #1 (also by M.E.L.)
why won’t he do it for the rest of the world
misogyny
Poem by:
M.E.L.
Accompanied painting entitled Static Tele #1 (also by M.E.L.)
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2012 3:49am
3rd Dec 2012 3:49am
Untitled
a delicate display of endings of rain
droplets brought from an ending of thirst
let’s all have a drink under the stars tonight
have one for me and pass it to the right
that which is breathed in pass to the left
form a process of the order for which life is processed
give the living of love all around
show that being is alive
alive on the ground
hold to the grace of nature and never forget
love is what makes life precious
and life is love’s precious gift
Poem by:
M.E.L.
...
droplets brought from an ending of thirst
let’s all have a drink under the stars tonight
have one for me and pass it to the right
that which is breathed in pass to the left
form a process of the order for which life is processed
give the living of love all around
show that being is alive
alive on the ground
hold to the grace of nature and never forget
love is what makes life precious
and life is love’s precious gift
Poem by:
M.E.L.
...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2012 7:08pm
1st Dec 2012 7:08pm
Only for life
never intended to be merely for the living
collisions of forces bring existence
taking or giving
pain is the standard for the flux of growth
sharing detriment
ask a rookery for a peasant
some pay ungentlemanly hosts
urgency tells survival
torture tattles to ghosts
love isn't a slate wiped clean
the hood in me still strives
"Words is words,
blood is blood,
and life is life only for life."
Poem by:
M.E.L.
collisions of forces bring existence
taking or giving
pain is the standard for the flux of growth
sharing detriment
ask a rookery for a peasant
some pay ungentlemanly hosts
urgency tells survival
torture tattles to ghosts
love isn't a slate wiped clean
the hood in me still strives
"Words is words,
blood is blood,
and life is life only for life."
Poem by:
M.E.L.
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Dec 2012 6:54pm
1st Dec 2012 6:54pm
RUBBING OUT DECLINE
There's much to profit here for those who have the cash
Scraping road liners to push past their ashy ankles
The whole place smells from the dumpsters round the backs
In this world
Lives a boy
Struefius by name
With a cat, a rat, and a mansion
In the hat on top his head
Striving around
With what's in his heart
Feeling for everything
He sits down his top ...
Scraping road liners to push past their ashy ankles
The whole place smells from the dumpsters round the backs
In this world
Lives a boy
Struefius by name
With a cat, a rat, and a mansion
In the hat on top his head
Striving around
With what's in his heart
Feeling for everything
He sits down his top ...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 11:35pm
30th Nov 2012 11:35pm
Errant Subsidiaries
never measuring up to authoritative ideals
nor to an absent father
outside of the beatings
rape only for sissie
couldn't protect her
until it was too late
beauty knows the pain of jealosy and hate
then I'll never measure up
for I swear against these misdeeds
I vow to never shame
the comfort of my own seed
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M.E.L.
nor to an absent father
outside of the beatings
rape only for sissie
couldn't protect her
until it was too late
beauty knows the pain of jealosy and hate
then I'll never measure up
for I swear against these misdeeds
I vow to never shame
the comfort of my own seed
Poem by:
M.E.L.
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STORY POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 11:32pm
30th Nov 2012 11:32pm
The Brave Patient File
These words were the only record-able utterances of a psychiatrist who was locked in a mental ward for an extended period of time.
All screams, shouts, and incessant ranting have been reproduced (with the best possible accuracy)
chronologically in this poem...
The Brave Patient File
in more than eight different ways
a check can end up in your mailbox
do you have to be a fox or mockingbird
to say what is courageous
it comes in cowards
it comes in fools
it comes in children at school
hurls and towers
it's easy to look up...
All screams, shouts, and incessant ranting have been reproduced (with the best possible accuracy)
chronologically in this poem...
The Brave Patient File
in more than eight different ways
a check can end up in your mailbox
do you have to be a fox or mockingbird
to say what is courageous
it comes in cowards
it comes in fools
it comes in children at school
hurls and towers
it's easy to look up...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 3:27pm
30th Nov 2012 3:27pm
untitled
stripped myself down to nothing
broke myself apart
found the opening of the wound
where the beginning starts
started ripping myself shut
to grow from within
tearing embers of broken timbers
to burn a new beginning
beginning from an end
Poem by:
M.E.L.
broke myself apart
found the opening of the wound
where the beginning starts
started ripping myself shut
to grow from within
tearing embers of broken timbers
to burn a new beginning
beginning from an end
Poem by:
M.E.L.
619 reads
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