Submissions by NewBeginnings
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A nature enthusiast, and a connoisseur of art, science, and music. Poetry, as well as music, help me to organize my thoughts, and enable me to express myself in a more constructive and creative fashion.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jul 2020 2:52pm
8th Jul 2020 2:52pm
Southern Pride
I'm tired of pretending—
That the flag that you're defending
Isn't hateful or offending,
In the message that it's sending.
You claim it as your heritage,
With southern pride, the narrative;
Understanding how unfair that is
Is absolutely imperative.
Say your father flew a Nazi flag—
As a German soldier, would you brag?
And fly that hateful posse's rag,
Or retire it to a body bag?
Now, imagine what you'd do,
If your mother were a Jew.
What would it mean to you?
Would it change your narrow view?
...
That the flag that you're defending
Isn't hateful or offending,
In the message that it's sending.
You claim it as your heritage,
With southern pride, the narrative;
Understanding how unfair that is
Is absolutely imperative.
Say your father flew a Nazi flag—
As a German soldier, would you brag?
And fly that hateful posse's rag,
Or retire it to a body bag?
Now, imagine what you'd do,
If your mother were a Jew.
What would it mean to you?
Would it change your narrow view?
...
#hate
#racism
#HumanRights
#morality
#tradition
737 reads
16 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
4th Jul 2020 9:03pm
4th Jul 2020 9:03pm
The Dreamer
She dreams of houses in the hills,
Away from all the city lights—
Of daisy fields and daffodils,
She derives such great delight.
By day she makes an honest wage,
Shucking corn beneath the sun—
By night, she dreams of better days,
Of golden fields and olden fun.
Oh, how she longs for brighter days...
When the sound of music filled the air;
Where children used to laugh and play,
And they would sing without a care.
But that was long before the war...
Before she lost her eldest son;
Things are so...
Away from all the city lights—
Of daisy fields and daffodils,
She derives such great delight.
By day she makes an honest wage,
Shucking corn beneath the sun—
By night, she dreams of better days,
Of golden fields and olden fun.
Oh, how she longs for brighter days...
When the sound of music filled the air;
Where children used to laugh and play,
And they would sing without a care.
But that was long before the war...
Before she lost her eldest son;
Things are so...
#happiness
#dreams
#memories
#escape
#nostalgia
760 reads
15 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 2:47pm
1st Jul 2020 2:47pm
Mirror
(Visual entry)
#love
#fire
#mirror #passion
#mirror #passion
2030 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jun 2020 2:16pm
27th Jun 2020 2:16pm
My Heroin(e)
A junky for funky words,
I overdose on prose
In the garden of my mind’s desire.
Playing with poetic fire—
Roach smokin’ in the ash tray.
Led astray by broken verbs
And softly spoken word.
My poetic depiction—
A distinguished
Cunning linguist
With a great ad(diction).
Seeking poetic thrills,
Like sleeping pills
To ease my mind.
Snorting lines
Of the finest rhymes,
To pass the time.
A penny for your thoughts,
I'm a nuisance;
Giving my two cents
For mere nickels and...
I overdose on prose
In the garden of my mind’s desire.
Playing with poetic fire—
Roach smokin’ in the ash tray.
Led astray by broken verbs
And softly spoken word.
My poetic depiction—
A distinguished
Cunning linguist
With a great ad(diction).
Seeking poetic thrills,
Like sleeping pills
To ease my mind.
Snorting lines
Of the finest rhymes,
To pass the time.
A penny for your thoughts,
I'm a nuisance;
Giving my two cents
For mere nickels and...
#rhyming
#LifeAsAWriter
#addiction
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
905 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2020 6:21am
25th Jun 2020 6:21am
Poet-tree
(Visual Entry)
#LifeStruggles
#trees
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
809 reads
26 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2020 7:16pm
21st Jun 2020 7:16pm
If Only (I Could Fly)
Hello there, Mr. Bluebird!
How nice of you to visit me—
As you perch for a fleeting moment,
On the branch of a sweet gum tree.
I close my eyes and feel the wind
Blowing gently through my hair;
And wish that I could fly away,
So high into the air.
I'd fly so far away from here,
To a place where no one knows—
By the time they found I'd disappeared,
Oh, how far I will have flown!
I'd feel the wind beneath my wings,
And sing until my heart explodes.
I'd gather up a thousand strings,
To build myself a...
How nice of you to visit me—
As you perch for a fleeting moment,
On the branch of a sweet gum tree.
I close my eyes and feel the wind
Blowing gently through my hair;
And wish that I could fly away,
So high into the air.
I'd fly so far away from here,
To a place where no one knows—
By the time they found I'd disappeared,
Oh, how far I will have flown!
I'd feel the wind beneath my wings,
And sing until my heart explodes.
I'd gather up a thousand strings,
To build myself a...
#sadness
#birds
#heaven
#freedom
#escape
1031 reads
17 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2020 1:35am
13th Jun 2020 1:35am
Morality
(Visual Entry)
#love
#mirror
#humankind
#morality
#responsibility
1244 reads
15 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jun 2020 10:14pm
10th Jun 2020 10:14pm
Asylum
His silence spoke in volumes—
solemn tomes in a library of shame,
where broken spines and dragon bones
line her catacombs with pain.
Bitter pain-tings of her past regrets—
picturesque, they rest in smiling frames;
she keeps her demons locked away
in an asylum for the insane.
Scratching at the surface (tension),
nervous, behind her tempered glass;
they convince her that she’s worthless,
as she breathes their toxic gas.
But she’s building her immunity—
inoculated by the Light,
to the noxious...
solemn tomes in a library of shame,
where broken spines and dragon bones
line her catacombs with pain.
Bitter pain-tings of her past regrets—
picturesque, they rest in smiling frames;
she keeps her demons locked away
in an asylum for the insane.
Scratching at the surface (tension),
nervous, behind her tempered glass;
they convince her that she’s worthless,
as she breathes their toxic gas.
But she’s building her immunity—
inoculated by the Light,
to the noxious...
#sadness
#dark
#forgiveness
#spiritual
#redemption
702 reads
23 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2020 5:43am
10th Jun 2020 5:43am
Summer Rain
Somber pains hide carefully,
Behind a stoic mountain face—
With a crooked smile that always seems
Just a little out of place.
Summer rain, scratch the surface,
Sink beneath my aching skin;
Soothing cracks and pains
that wrack my brain.
Moving mountains deep within.
I lift my arms and let it drip,
Let the waters wash away the pain.
Let the gentle rain upon my lips
Eclipse the winter’s icy bane.
Stripped of all my sorrow,
Redemption seeps into my marrow;
Singing songs of a new tomorrow, ...
Behind a stoic mountain face—
With a crooked smile that always seems
Just a little out of place.
Summer rain, scratch the surface,
Sink beneath my aching skin;
Soothing cracks and pains
that wrack my brain.
Moving mountains deep within.
I lift my arms and let it drip,
Let the waters wash away the pain.
Let the gentle rain upon my lips
Eclipse the winter’s icy bane.
Stripped of all my sorrow,
Redemption seeps into my marrow;
Singing songs of a new tomorrow, ...
#love
#forgiveness
#rain
#spiritual
#redemption
882 reads
19 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jun 2020 7:55am
8th Jun 2020 7:55am
We Are One
Life is what you make it,
Take your maker's mold and break it.
Lift yourself from the moldy basement,
the containment...
...facilities of the mind.
"Take this pill, it'll be just fine."
Now, chew it up and spit it out!
Enough with mindless mastication!
This mental masturbation,
Blurs the lines of your reality.
Turn off your reality TV!
For the sake of geniality.
It's time to change the station,
To change the history of this nation
And rearrange this puzzling mystery,
To better fit the...
Take your maker's mold and break it.
Lift yourself from the moldy basement,
the containment...
...facilities of the mind.
"Take this pill, it'll be just fine."
Now, chew it up and spit it out!
Enough with mindless mastication!
This mental masturbation,
Blurs the lines of your reality.
Turn off your reality TV!
For the sake of geniality.
It's time to change the station,
To change the history of this nation
And rearrange this puzzling mystery,
To better fit the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#CallToAction
#redemption
#philosophical
#morality
742 reads
19 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2020 6:36pm
7th Jun 2020 6:36pm
Secret Garden of Memories (with crimsin)
she whispered eternities under her breath
and in bated anticipation, she waited
before she faded into the ether
days grew long and ever bitter
the winter’s bane, it splintered bone
where sparrows cry and never twitter
on a path of stone and broken hearts
like a gateway to her private hell
spoken poems, like tomes to the dead
demons break into her mind
black clouds rain down on her head
midnight wept for her sorrow
for days when the sun still shined
waiting patiently, she bides her time
in hope for of a...
and in bated anticipation, she waited
before she faded into the ether
days grew long and ever bitter
the winter’s bane, it splintered bone
where sparrows cry and never twitter
on a path of stone and broken hearts
like a gateway to her private hell
spoken poems, like tomes to the dead
demons break into her mind
black clouds rain down on her head
midnight wept for her sorrow
for days when the sun still shined
waiting patiently, she bides her time
in hope for of a...
#dark
#dreams
#memories
#ForbiddenLove
#hope
767 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jun 2020 3:30am
7th Jun 2020 3:30am
The Pleasantries of Peasants
(Visual Entry)
#happiness
#LifeStruggles
#music
#inequality
#dance
725 reads
18 Comments
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