Submissions by Phoebe (Phoebe Amelia Jane Ryrko)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
life lives through me and poetry is a perfume that arises
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Oct 2017 11:28pm
8th Oct 2017 11:28pm
Oceans
Sharks weave between seaweed and rocks, dreaming
dream realms, where skulls caressed, drift in sand.
The darkness below, cavernous hollows
of indigo. In the heavens, stars nestle
the pitch and fly shooting to the heart where
alpha loves omega to birth space
and time’s elliptic symmetry, entangling
a honey bee in ochre stamen, drunk
on god’s own sweet semen, erupting from
lilies as angels sing green in leaves atop
the trees and we lifted, fly beyond dark
dug up and ploughed earth, pounding...
dream realms, where skulls caressed, drift in sand.
The darkness below, cavernous hollows
of indigo. In the heavens, stars nestle
the pitch and fly shooting to the heart where
alpha loves omega to birth space
and time’s elliptic symmetry, entangling
a honey bee in ochre stamen, drunk
on god’s own sweet semen, erupting from
lilies as angels sing green in leaves atop
the trees and we lifted, fly beyond dark
dug up and ploughed earth, pounding...
564 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Oct 2017 10:31pm
6th Oct 2017 10:31pm
The Queen of Water
share the joy of existing
we are free
the world plays
all is emptiness
mixing
ecstasy of love
the queen of water
understands
dissolves all
and expectations
in compassion with intuition
rest
lay down your kings
warriors and slaves
we are free
the world plays
all is emptiness
mixing
ecstasy of love
the queen of water
understands
dissolves all
and expectations
in compassion with intuition
rest
lay down your kings
warriors and slaves
644 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2017 5:48pm
3rd Oct 2017 5:48pm
Pounding in Your Heart
pounding in your heart with flags and trumpets
drums the beat !
magnificent magnet pulling here and there, through the streets
the pipes resound across the glen, the mist wrapped and curled
around photographed again
curling damp and cool, beautiful
sharpness of a morning frost, a kiss, birds wings, open
a golden cage the pheonix flown
diving into the fire turning
again to holy ash, sworn in by the sword of death,
through the body,
rising as love and devotion
drums the beat !
magnificent magnet pulling here and there, through the streets
the pipes resound across the glen, the mist wrapped and curled
around photographed again
curling damp and cool, beautiful
sharpness of a morning frost, a kiss, birds wings, open
a golden cage the pheonix flown
diving into the fire turning
again to holy ash, sworn in by the sword of death,
through the body,
rising as love and devotion
466 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Sep 2017 9:35pm
12th Sep 2017 9:35pm
Sun Burn
leave it ! stop
clinging to a country
the now here
now far
away
tomorrow and yesterday
together we sail the blue
its your ship
so shade your eyes
from the dazzling and
sun burn it all
away
you don’t have to be so brave
you don’t have to be a legend
or a hero !
what harmony do you betray
when you roll around in agony
proclaiming your way of sorrow
so superior to the golden clouds
clinging to a country
the now here
now far
away
tomorrow and yesterday
together we sail the blue
its your ship
so shade your eyes
from the dazzling and
sun burn it all
away
you don’t have to be so brave
you don’t have to be a legend
or a hero !
what harmony do you betray
when you roll around in agony
proclaiming your way of sorrow
so superior to the golden clouds
608 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Sep 2017 11:47am
10th Sep 2017 11:47am
Testimony
Pictish King
How deeply our paths cross from time
to time then return to parallel
timelessly
equi distant from peace and chaos …
inhabiting different spheres inside the same….
in love
making connection
in words and time disconnected
in thoughts far apart
the goal then is to love
to have compassion
for all in our differences
this does not change
words and communication
can only point...
How deeply our paths cross from time
to time then return to parallel
timelessly
equi distant from peace and chaos …
inhabiting different spheres inside the same….
in love
making connection
in words and time disconnected
in thoughts far apart
the goal then is to love
to have compassion
for all in our differences
this does not change
words and communication
can only point...
560 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
7th Sep 2017 11:04am
7th Sep 2017 11:04am
Ted Hugh's Coat
(August 2010)
I borrowed an old coat from Ted Hughes.
It smelt of fox, a cub, rescued long ago
all wrapped up in the dark back seat of his morris traveller
left a sweet pungent odor there.
Something of the earth, dirty and low.
Now mixed with oil, tabacco, petrol and the past.
It suited me that coat, the woody greens and browns,
of Scottish tweed.
That scent of fox of myself, dragged me back by the throat.
White snow in London, February in bright sunshine.
I watched a vixen stomp on the garden wall
We eyeballed each other, I...
I borrowed an old coat from Ted Hughes.
It smelt of fox, a cub, rescued long ago
all wrapped up in the dark back seat of his morris traveller
left a sweet pungent odor there.
Something of the earth, dirty and low.
Now mixed with oil, tabacco, petrol and the past.
It suited me that coat, the woody greens and browns,
of Scottish tweed.
That scent of fox of myself, dragged me back by the throat.
White snow in London, February in bright sunshine.
I watched a vixen stomp on the garden wall
We eyeballed each other, I...
812 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2017 9:44pm
31st Aug 2017 9:44pm
Wishing on a Star
splayed between the stars and the moon
how can i reach you
straddling the void
how can i feel how you feel
could my love ever bridge the gap
do you know imagined truth is far away
but yours and mine is so close,
closer than words
the void calls for death
again and again
a perpetual lover
demanding le petite mort
a moment of collapse
climax and change
magnetised as I am to you
I cannot
I cannot surpass this great lover
let her take you gently
don’t shy away from her...
how can i reach you
straddling the void
how can i feel how you feel
could my love ever bridge the gap
do you know imagined truth is far away
but yours and mine is so close,
closer than words
the void calls for death
again and again
a perpetual lover
demanding le petite mort
a moment of collapse
climax and change
magnetised as I am to you
I cannot
I cannot surpass this great lover
let her take you gently
don’t shy away from her...
533 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Aug 2017 7:47pm
31st Aug 2017 7:47pm
silence is so rare
silence is so rare
arranging flowers
with a zen master
in mind
missiles file over
Japan
why ?
time and war
kiss each
other
over and
over
again
arranging flowers
with a zen master
in mind
missiles file over
Japan
why ?
time and war
kiss each
other
over and
over
again
469 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Aug 2017 11:50pm
26th Aug 2017 11:50pm
duke box song
Outside time
another world
a hiding space
through a door
its humdrum
the “Dickens”
a place
soft and lilting
the duke box plays
who wrestled life?
big hearted
old boxers
who lost everything
but truth and a fear
that a pint soothes
days loll along
into nights
with scarecrows
dancing
to the sound of sweetly
mumbled affections…
another world
a hiding space
through a door
its humdrum
the “Dickens”
a place
soft and lilting
the duke box plays
who wrestled life?
big hearted
old boxers
who lost everything
but truth and a fear
that a pint soothes
days loll along
into nights
with scarecrows
dancing
to the sound of sweetly
mumbled affections…
521 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2015 9:37pm
2nd Feb 2015 9:37pm
Cancer Comes
Cancer came
A holiday ticket
Without a dark imagination
I enjoy friends
Expressions of love
Children’s unexpected patience
My own stopping
A new gentle tiredness
No leg waxing
A refreshing intimacy with mortality
New trust in what is
New passion in loving
And making love
Urgency in sharing life
In being alive
Great freedom
A beautiful poem
I could never write
A holiday ticket
Without a dark imagination
I enjoy friends
Expressions of love
Children’s unexpected patience
My own stopping
A new gentle tiredness
No leg waxing
A refreshing intimacy with mortality
New trust in what is
New passion in loving
And making love
Urgency in sharing life
In being alive
Great freedom
A beautiful poem
I could never write
1002 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2014 4:38pm
3rd Aug 2014 4:38pm
Peppermills
Many, many ways to say “time passes”
pepper in a pepper mill
summer began and it was full
reaching out to give a twist
seasoning a salad but lo
none was left ! Where did it go ?
Dust gathers while we wipe
framed pictures week on week
dust gathers (while I lie kissing you)
bills fall off the table (unpaid)
while I wait for you
paint, slowly, slowly,visibly dries
turning calender pages
running horses, wolves and tigers, baby ducks
who gives a fuck ? ! time passes
children are bombed without remorse ...
pepper in a pepper mill
summer began and it was full
reaching out to give a twist
seasoning a salad but lo
none was left ! Where did it go ?
Dust gathers while we wipe
framed pictures week on week
dust gathers (while I lie kissing you)
bills fall off the table (unpaid)
while I wait for you
paint, slowly, slowly,visibly dries
turning calender pages
running horses, wolves and tigers, baby ducks
who gives a fuck ? ! time passes
children are bombed without remorse ...
843 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st May 2014 5:35am
31st May 2014 5:35am
rolling waves
Desires roll in and over each other like waves
a you rolls in and over me like a wave too
my heart says yes and beautifully it feels like god
god is good like waves rolling and crashing
eternal, relentless, over and over, until....
can it stop? can something stop even if the rolling never does?
you you, me me and the circles we all dance
good enough for a life, good enough for smiles
every letting go, every stopping
makes space for the stillness to happen in the intensity of the rolling waves
commanded by the moon...
a you rolls in and over me like a wave too
my heart says yes and beautifully it feels like god
god is good like waves rolling and crashing
eternal, relentless, over and over, until....
can it stop? can something stop even if the rolling never does?
you you, me me and the circles we all dance
good enough for a life, good enough for smiles
every letting go, every stopping
makes space for the stillness to happen in the intensity of the rolling waves
commanded by the moon...
743 reads
3 Comments
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