Submissions by Maisiecrazy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write quirky/dark free verse and narrative poetry
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Mar 2013 11:54pm
12th Mar 2013 11:54pm
Sleep Now, Leviathan
I saw the slumbering statuary of Leviathan
And he is such a pretty hellenistic,
marble boy,
a sculpture in the round
relaxed posture and anxious face,
eyes closed in the prey of nightmares
The sculptor's allegory is
etched all over his face
and in the lines of his veins
and curves of his bones
blood muscles nerves
freed from stone
There's a
demon in his chest
an angel in his lungs
this comet crater shaped
hole in his heart
and a constellation
of scars on his skin
he is infinite and heavenly but looks,...
And he is such a pretty hellenistic,
marble boy,
a sculpture in the round
relaxed posture and anxious face,
eyes closed in the prey of nightmares
The sculptor's allegory is
etched all over his face
and in the lines of his veins
and curves of his bones
blood muscles nerves
freed from stone
There's a
demon in his chest
an angel in his lungs
this comet crater shaped
hole in his heart
and a constellation
of scars on his skin
he is infinite and heavenly but looks,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jan 2013 6:26pm
26th Jan 2013 6:26pm
Paradox Twins: A Poem in 5 parts
An Introduction
Lively and restless, imaginative,
They push and pull,
Back and forth, back and forth
One is Dark, the other is Light
Conflicting and complimentary
Carpe noctem, Carpe Diem
They seized the Night
They seized the Day
Living in that bewitching half hour,
They’re loving in the dusk
and living in the dawn
They play their Gemini games
Worse than Chess,
On a sunbeam and moonshaft
checker pattern battlefield
Complex moves and simple motives
Victories are drawn with pure, raw emotions
But...
Lively and restless, imaginative,
They push and pull,
Back and forth, back and forth
One is Dark, the other is Light
Conflicting and complimentary
Carpe noctem, Carpe Diem
They seized the Night
They seized the Day
Living in that bewitching half hour,
They’re loving in the dusk
and living in the dawn
They play their Gemini games
Worse than Chess,
On a sunbeam and moonshaft
checker pattern battlefield
Complex moves and simple motives
Victories are drawn with pure, raw emotions
But...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th May 2012 8:29pm
10th May 2012 8:29pm
I wish I knew How
I wish I could fix you
But im just so confused
people aren’t supposed to break and
You didn’t come with insurance or a warranty or even a manual.
I couldn’t even find directions, not even the ones
Written in tiny scrawl and printed in a thousand different languages
Folded up a million times so they never go back the right way
You’re like that
because all the jigsaw puzzle pieces that make you, you don’t Ever fit just right,
So im clueless as to what to do with you
You should’ve come with a little note that said “some assembly required”
Or...
But im just so confused
people aren’t supposed to break and
You didn’t come with insurance or a warranty or even a manual.
I couldn’t even find directions, not even the ones
Written in tiny scrawl and printed in a thousand different languages
Folded up a million times so they never go back the right way
You’re like that
because all the jigsaw puzzle pieces that make you, you don’t Ever fit just right,
So im clueless as to what to do with you
You should’ve come with a little note that said “some assembly required”
Or...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th May 2012 8:26pm
10th May 2012 8:26pm
Flawed Perfection
I can almost see perfection
In your worried stutter and
Joy in that brittle smile
Even if I only see it once in a while
You always say the wrong thing
at the wrong time
in just the right way
And there’s a certain melody
to every apology
You’re a creature all your own
I wish I were an exhibitionist
Or a museum curator
Or just plain brave
And could put you on display
But the world might not see
The beauty in the cracks of you
That let the light shine through,
They’d think you broken and wouldn’t see
The mosaic that...
In your worried stutter and
Joy in that brittle smile
Even if I only see it once in a while
You always say the wrong thing
at the wrong time
in just the right way
And there’s a certain melody
to every apology
You’re a creature all your own
I wish I were an exhibitionist
Or a museum curator
Or just plain brave
And could put you on display
But the world might not see
The beauty in the cracks of you
That let the light shine through,
They’d think you broken and wouldn’t see
The mosaic that...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th May 2012 8:17pm
9th May 2012 8:17pm
if only you were indestructable
Everyone and Everything is totally insane
And if I could have one wish, to fix it all
I’d make you indestructible,
Protect you from yourself
So you didn’t have to waste all your tears
And break your own heart and
Give up on your own dreams
You could let someone else do it for a change
To make you better, first I’d tear you all the way down
I’d give you armor like a tortoise
and make you strong like a dragon
Lastly I’d gift you the deadly vulnerability of a scorpion
You would be so strong yet so small
That would help you recognize your...
And if I could have one wish, to fix it all
I’d make you indestructible,
Protect you from yourself
So you didn’t have to waste all your tears
And break your own heart and
Give up on your own dreams
You could let someone else do it for a change
To make you better, first I’d tear you all the way down
I’d give you armor like a tortoise
and make you strong like a dragon
Lastly I’d gift you the deadly vulnerability of a scorpion
You would be so strong yet so small
That would help you recognize your...
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STORY POEM
Published
9th May 2012 8:12pm
9th May 2012 8:12pm
A Sky Without Clouds
All the clouds fled from the sky
So the people tried to get them back
Luring them with flowers the color of hard candy
Tempting them with songs that sounded sweet like children’s laughter
But the clouds kept drifting until
There was nothing but empty sky
And clear skies leave too much room for reflection
The people could not see the beauty in broken things
The sun was too honest, uninterrupted by clouds or filtered by fog
It burned their skin and made them feel
Transparent and overexposed like a film negative
And its hard to fall in love in a...
So the people tried to get them back
Luring them with flowers the color of hard candy
Tempting them with songs that sounded sweet like children’s laughter
But the clouds kept drifting until
There was nothing but empty sky
And clear skies leave too much room for reflection
The people could not see the beauty in broken things
The sun was too honest, uninterrupted by clouds or filtered by fog
It burned their skin and made them feel
Transparent and overexposed like a film negative
And its hard to fall in love in a...
#earth
#sky
#clouds
#narrative
#humankind
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th May 2012 2:24am
9th May 2012 2:24am
That Locket
There’s this locket
A gift from my grandfather
A golden teddy bear on
A thin chain
On the thin line between
Elegant and kitschy
The bears no bigger than my thumb
He’s itsy bitsy
Every time I go to put it on
I stop
It came from a pawn shop and
I always feel like
I’m wearing someone else’s
Dreams and unmet expectations
So it made since my grandpa gave it to me
I wore it for a day and a half, almost
But finally I had to snap the chain
It just wouldn’t let me be
A gift from my grandfather
A golden teddy bear on
A thin chain
On the thin line between
Elegant and kitschy
The bears no bigger than my thumb
He’s itsy bitsy
Every time I go to put it on
I stop
It came from a pawn shop and
I always feel like
I’m wearing someone else’s
Dreams and unmet expectations
So it made since my grandpa gave it to me
I wore it for a day and a half, almost
But finally I had to snap the chain
It just wouldn’t let me be
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th May 2012 2:22am
9th May 2012 2:22am
His Hands
His hands were covered in tattoos
Edged in metal tones,
Trailing, feather and floral motifs
Lovely designs starting from
Where the palm met rough backhand to the border of the nail
The two crooked fingers had finally lost their stitching from
Where the hands clashed with
Foreign bone and were patched back together
And the
Old scars had mostly disappeared,
Though they were raised and thin at the corners of the creases
Of his palms
Which were held up,
Spread open
In front of him
He was staring in a mirror, looking for himself ...
Edged in metal tones,
Trailing, feather and floral motifs
Lovely designs starting from
Where the palm met rough backhand to the border of the nail
The two crooked fingers had finally lost their stitching from
Where the hands clashed with
Foreign bone and were patched back together
And the
Old scars had mostly disappeared,
Though they were raised and thin at the corners of the creases
Of his palms
Which were held up,
Spread open
In front of him
He was staring in a mirror, looking for himself ...
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