Submissions by Marciline
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello beautiful people, my name is Kelly and I am a chemist from Indianapolis. I have thoroughly enjoyed what I have perused on DU so far and I feel honored to share my poetry in this forum of such talented poets.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jan 2011 7:34pm
21st Jan 2011 7:34pm
new year's peeve
fucking new years
no, i don't want
to go out
put on a dress
that suddenly betrays
my measurements
painful
shoes that
only look
good
up in the air
trying to have some
transcendental
fucking
experience
it never lives up
to your
expectations
anyway
give me
my couch
and
a fat joint
cheap beer
and a cryogenic
Dick Clark
wondering how
this year
will come to
disappoint
(they always do)
fucking new years....
no, i don't want
to go out
put on a dress
that suddenly betrays
my measurements
painful
shoes that
only look
good
up in the air
trying to have some
transcendental
fucking
experience
it never lives up
to your
expectations
anyway
give me
my couch
and
a fat joint
cheap beer
and a cryogenic
Dick Clark
wondering how
this year
will come to
disappoint
(they always do)
fucking new years....
878 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2011 2:29pm
20th Jan 2011 2:29pm
soul carnage
I've been here
before
and I didn't
like it then
but being the
masochist
that I am
and the
sadist
that you are
we begin the
dance
once more
I watch myself
blindly
fall into it
(as if I'm
watching a stranger)
you
will be the
ruin
of me
this sickness
disguised as
love
my misogynistic
false
prophet
lead me to
my destruction
and I
will eagerly
desperately
follow
(some things never change).
just please make
it quick
my
love...
before
and I didn't
like it then
but being the
masochist
that I am
and the
sadist
that you are
we begin the
dance
once more
I watch myself
blindly
fall into it
(as if I'm
watching a stranger)
you
will be the
ruin
of me
this sickness
disguised as
love
my misogynistic
false
prophet
lead me to
my destruction
and I
will eagerly
desperately
follow
(some things never change).
just please make
it quick
my
love...
993 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2011 2:14pm
20th Jan 2011 2:14pm
truck stop sexcapades
you wait for me
in the
shadows
I know
which one is
you
(it's the gravity)
you fling
the heavy door
open wide
and invite me
into your
world
maneuvering among
remnants of
your trucker's diet
(it's killing you)
and secondhand DVD's
you-
in that stupid
Kansas City Chiefs
beanie-
(the fact that your team sucks
doesn't make you any less adorable)
this is the last
time I will
ever feel
you ...
in the
shadows
I know
which one is
you
(it's the gravity)
you fling
the heavy door
open wide
and invite me
into your
world
maneuvering among
remnants of
your trucker's diet
(it's killing you)
and secondhand DVD's
you-
in that stupid
Kansas City Chiefs
beanie-
(the fact that your team sucks
doesn't make you any less adorable)
this is the last
time I will
ever feel
you ...
975 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2010 6:06pm
3rd Dec 2010 6:06pm
Indian Boyfriend
dot-
not feather
my "English Patient"
fantasy
[sans turban]
androgynous,
brown boy
earthy-
soft, round
bovine
eyes
your skin
(liquid amber)
exudes
curry and
third-world
musk
as you
wax
poetic
whilst referring
to
thermodynamics
and alternating
currents
I marvel at
that purple
foreskin
with awe
[terror]
as you recite
Gintanjali
and lick me
until
I
scream.....
not feather
my "English Patient"
fantasy
[sans turban]
androgynous,
brown boy
earthy-
soft, round
bovine
eyes
your skin
(liquid amber)
exudes
curry and
third-world
musk
as you
wax
poetic
whilst referring
to
thermodynamics
and alternating
currents
I marvel at
that purple
foreskin
with awe
[terror]
as you recite
Gintanjali
and lick me
until
I
scream.....
842 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Nov 2010 5:47pm
30th Nov 2010 5:47pm
caveat
A typical, sinister
love
creeps up
slowly
and i am
floating
on my back
l
a
n
g
u
i
d
l
y
in our
sea of
collective
deceptions
oblivious-
until the day
came
that I realized
you
are not what
I made you
but sullen
and dull
and I think
I am
loving
this love
more than
you
(I like you
better on
paper
anyways)
So don't yeild-
but harden
your
indifference
fuels this
fire
I have finally ...
love
creeps up
slowly
and i am
floating
on my back
l
a
n
g
u
i
d
l
y
in our
sea of
collective
deceptions
oblivious-
until the day
came
that I realized
you
are not what
I made you
but sullen
and dull
and I think
I am
loving
this love
more than
you
(I like you
better on
paper
anyways)
So don't yeild-
but harden
your
indifference
fuels this
fire
I have finally ...
1105 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Nov 2010 5:26pm
30th Nov 2010 5:26pm
fever dreams
floating
in the ether
of then
all purple-omnipotence
(he thinks I'm real)
(but I can never be real)
Astral traveler,
I have no
baggage
I am
precious-
timeless...
I radiate
tempestuous heat
Come and sit
(die)
by my fire
and I will
tend to
your ashes
lovingly-
whilst thinking
of 611 ways
to say
"unrequited."
in the ether
of then
all purple-omnipotence
(he thinks I'm real)
(but I can never be real)
Astral traveler,
I have no
baggage
I am
precious-
timeless...
I radiate
tempestuous heat
Come and sit
(die)
by my fire
and I will
tend to
your ashes
lovingly-
whilst thinking
of 611 ways
to say
"unrequited."
938 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2010 1:29pm
29th Nov 2010 1:29pm
flores amarillas
Walking
down
a random street
in
an
unimportant city
through
the woodsy
wet
of October
I happen upon
an unfamiliar
man
who shares
aspects
of your unique
countenance
my heart flutters
like a moth
caught
on ancient flypaper
because
in that brief
moment
I surrender myself
to the
memory
of heady pungent incense
(you know)
and the time
you
carried me
on your back
among
all those
who had...
down
a random street
in
an
unimportant city
through
the woodsy
wet
of October
I happen upon
an unfamiliar
man
who shares
aspects
of your unique
countenance
my heart flutters
like a moth
caught
on ancient flypaper
because
in that brief
moment
I surrender myself
to the
memory
of heady pungent incense
(you know)
and the time
you
carried me
on your back
among
all those
who had...
883 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2010 1:18pm
29th Nov 2010 1:18pm
okaloosa
I drink deeply
of my obsession
painfully aware
of my own
wretchedness
no one has to know
but
I know
and that is sad enough
I guess…....
but it is too late
now
to keep up
appearances.
secrets….known
only to me
like
how I see
just this one
and no other
shrieking that
name
if only
in my mind....
through a dozen
tiny orgasms
I shudder
fold myself into
stiff, icy sheets
and
smile
drifting into
emptiness
dreaming of
candy bars...
of my obsession
painfully aware
of my own
wretchedness
no one has to know
but
I know
and that is sad enough
I guess…....
but it is too late
now
to keep up
appearances.
secrets….known
only to me
like
how I see
just this one
and no other
shrieking that
name
if only
in my mind....
through a dozen
tiny orgasms
I shudder
fold myself into
stiff, icy sheets
and
smile
drifting into
emptiness
dreaming of
candy bars...
906 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Nov 2010 9:37pm
24th Nov 2010 9:37pm
pappy
spoiled, sour
Wild Irish Rose
fumbling in the dark
while I pretend to doze
putrid breath panting
fervent, loud and hot
I curl my body inwards
hoping I'm not caught
mouth like a gray gash
old lips, rough and dry
caked in spittle and regrets
I’m phlegmatic and cannot cry
sin and decay, sweetly cloying
his clothing reeks of mold
I don’t think I was very good
but I am only four years old.
Wild Irish Rose
fumbling in the dark
while I pretend to doze
putrid breath panting
fervent, loud and hot
I curl my body inwards
hoping I'm not caught
mouth like a gray gash
old lips, rough and dry
caked in spittle and regrets
I’m phlegmatic and cannot cry
sin and decay, sweetly cloying
his clothing reeks of mold
I don’t think I was very good
but I am only four years old.
1127 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Nov 2010 9:24pm
24th Nov 2010 9:24pm
Eva (by night)
She pops a piece of Juicy Fruit in her mouth while keeping her eyes on the road......this is the part she hates the most. The drive....long and boring, anticipating the strange man she will meet on the other side of the door..and she can't even smoke. She listens to her CD's and makes up little stories
about the random drivers sharing the road with her until she arrives at the
hotel. She laughs at the word "luxury" on the marquis as she examines
the peeling paint and water stains on the aging stucco. She breezes
past the reception desk without even a glance; she...
about the random drivers sharing the road with her until she arrives at the
hotel. She laughs at the word "luxury" on the marquis as she examines
the peeling paint and water stains on the aging stucco. She breezes
past the reception desk without even a glance; she...
1228 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Nov 2010 12:52pm
24th Nov 2010 12:52pm
the girl with the piano key teeth
She had waited for this day for so long...it was finally here.
She was going to see the one man who had truly captured her heart, her mind, her soul...it had always been him..and yet it had never been him, for she could never possess him, never make him see inside her heart, past the wreckage she had made of her life. But the heart wouldn't listen to what the mind already knew...so she pushed on. 400 miles...200 miles....50 miles....2 miles....and there he was. Could he ever know how he appeared to her? This was everything she had ever wanted...and everything she could never hope to have....
She was going to see the one man who had truly captured her heart, her mind, her soul...it had always been him..and yet it had never been him, for she could never possess him, never make him see inside her heart, past the wreckage she had made of her life. But the heart wouldn't listen to what the mind already knew...so she pushed on. 400 miles...200 miles....50 miles....2 miles....and there he was. Could he ever know how he appeared to her? This was everything she had ever wanted...and everything she could never hope to have....
1044 reads
2 Comments
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