Submissions by Mitochondrial (Will lou White)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Cynical, satire and romantic with subtle surrealist touches. Not all in one go though obviously. Most of my poems are non rhyming, poetic short stories.
SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2013 4:50am
14th May 2013 4:50am
Life's laid on film.
I feel like I'm always
negotiating the stock
exchange between
sacrifice and regret
Like I'm always
consciously discovering
without remembering
all remote wondering
about the symmetry
of cemeteries
like neglecting the
summary of some
forgotten movie
that involves all
the kids bar one
abandoning
a dog that
got hit by a car
and it's still alive
but dying, so
very very
slowly.
I don't know the difference
between an experience
and what I think
I've experienced,
so I don't...
negotiating the stock
exchange between
sacrifice and regret
Like I'm always
consciously discovering
without remembering
all remote wondering
about the symmetry
of cemeteries
like neglecting the
summary of some
forgotten movie
that involves all
the kids bar one
abandoning
a dog that
got hit by a car
and it's still alive
but dying, so
very very
slowly.
I don't know the difference
between an experience
and what I think
I've experienced,
so I don't...
761 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2013 1:58pm
12th May 2013 1:58pm
I'd punch a whale
Don't lose hope,
you could
invent a time
travelling, parallel
universe jumping
device; continue to perfect
it by going back in time
and feeding a younger version
of yourself the new information;
So then
once perfected,
you could then
go to a time frame
where an immortal serum
or some cyborg implants are possible
and become
an immortal universe
jumping clock god.
Wouldn't that
be better then
rotting in some
hole or hell?
you could
invent a time
travelling, parallel
universe jumping
device; continue to perfect
it by going back in time
and feeding a younger version
of yourself the new information;
So then
once perfected,
you could then
go to a time frame
where an immortal serum
or some cyborg implants are possible
and become
an immortal universe
jumping clock god.
Wouldn't that
be better then
rotting in some
hole or hell?
722 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th May 2013 4:25am
12th May 2013 4:25am
She'll be the one who leaves.
There's a girl
There's always a girl,
A girl who enters your life
the same way she left it;
bitterly bleak
A girl with long nails that
have the ability to
rip the flesh of your back
to reveal the hue of your soul,
with those wolf pupil
eyes transparent enough
to make you think
that you're seeing
the froth of the waves
in the ocean
she hides
She'll be stubbornly fragile,
inconsistently emotional
and probably abused.
You'll keep photos of her
and say you burnt them,
she'll like music you hate,...
There's always a girl,
A girl who enters your life
the same way she left it;
bitterly bleak
A girl with long nails that
have the ability to
rip the flesh of your back
to reveal the hue of your soul,
with those wolf pupil
eyes transparent enough
to make you think
that you're seeing
the froth of the waves
in the ocean
she hides
She'll be stubbornly fragile,
inconsistently emotional
and probably abused.
You'll keep photos of her
and say you burnt them,
she'll like music you hate,...
810 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th May 2013 2:18pm
11th May 2013 2:18pm
Action drives a hand to paper
She said I never loved her;
that my actions were limited.
So I burnt over 600 poems,
100,00 words in fifty exercise books
Because hey,
apparently that wasn't love.
that my actions were limited.
So I burnt over 600 poems,
100,00 words in fifty exercise books
Because hey,
apparently that wasn't love.
679 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2013 7:15am
28th Apr 2013 7:15am
A haiku
Laying in my bed,
Thinking about tomorrow
Evading the sheep
Thinking about tomorrow
Evading the sheep
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2013 3:24am
25th Apr 2013 3:24am
Rehab centre in the hub of the CBD.
I walked out
90 pounds
Sunken eyes
ample lean flesh
Oversized shirt,
oversized coat
and pants that
weren't once
oversized.
She stood there,
the same person
with the same
tests taken,
except I was leaving
and she was staying.
We uttered some meaningless,
fragile porcelain goodbyes;
I told her I'd visit.
She knew I wouldn't.
Neither of us said a thing about the situation.
Neither of us wanted too.
90 pounds
Sunken eyes
ample lean flesh
Oversized shirt,
oversized coat
and pants that
weren't once
oversized.
She stood there,
the same person
with the same
tests taken,
except I was leaving
and she was staying.
We uttered some meaningless,
fragile porcelain goodbyes;
I told her I'd visit.
She knew I wouldn't.
Neither of us said a thing about the situation.
Neither of us wanted too.
878 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2013 1:14pm
22nd Apr 2013 1:14pm
Tesp
I've read somewhere that a male lyrebird is capable of replicating and mimicking a near infinite amount of sounds and bird songs.
That if you play a thirty minute cd of the same sound to a lyrebird, by the time it finishes, the bird has already learnt and memorised the noise so it can incorporate it for the song that will hopefully one day attract and please a female. Then, spending time with the female lyrebird cements the exact call of her in the male lyrebirds brain and will use it to attract another.
Im no lyrebird but I remember the sound of your footsteps;
how the...
That if you play a thirty minute cd of the same sound to a lyrebird, by the time it finishes, the bird has already learnt and memorised the noise so it can incorporate it for the song that will hopefully one day attract and please a female. Then, spending time with the female lyrebird cements the exact call of her in the male lyrebirds brain and will use it to attract another.
Im no lyrebird but I remember the sound of your footsteps;
how the...
847 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Apr 2013 3:31pm
17th Apr 2013 3:31pm
It's going pretty well.
The day I met you cannot be expressed into the english language; no word, phrase or statement can even come close. No book, song, mixtape or poem sums it up.
I have a south african friend though.
He told me that that south african language is the most expressive language in the world.
I'm learning south african now in hopes to find a suitable sentence to utter when your drunk enough to hear it.
I have a south african friend though.
He told me that that south african language is the most expressive language in the world.
I'm learning south african now in hopes to find a suitable sentence to utter when your drunk enough to hear it.
828 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2013 10:13am
17th Apr 2013 10:13am
To a select person.
If you really loved me,
you'd download guns and robots
and add my usual
gamer name.
This isn't even a poem,
I just really wish
we could play
games together
again.
you'd download guns and robots
and add my usual
gamer name.
This isn't even a poem,
I just really wish
we could play
games together
again.
726 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Apr 2013 12:42pm
16th Apr 2013 12:42pm
Why am I writing this.
Meeting you for the first time
can be only compared too
a fourteen year old space cadet
taking ecstasy for the first time
in what I imagine micro gravity
to feel like; Physically touching
nothing but feeling and tasting
every molecule and atom lingering
in the air like dust particles.
Except I think the fourteen year
old might have better self control.
My shaking hands and rabid dancing
words pirouetting off my vocal cords
left you laughing as you said
"It's okay, i'll do all the talking."
while we ordered more...
can be only compared too
a fourteen year old space cadet
taking ecstasy for the first time
in what I imagine micro gravity
to feel like; Physically touching
nothing but feeling and tasting
every molecule and atom lingering
in the air like dust particles.
Except I think the fourteen year
old might have better self control.
My shaking hands and rabid dancing
words pirouetting off my vocal cords
left you laughing as you said
"It's okay, i'll do all the talking."
while we ordered more...
1175 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Apr 2013 5:10am
16th Apr 2013 5:10am
The diversity when comparing corals to cities
You're coral,
nature
minimalist
and content
I, New york
steel columns
of complex
soul searching
nature
minimalist
and content
I, New york
steel columns
of complex
soul searching
640 reads
1 Comment
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