Submissions by Pinkdreams
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Humorist and storyteller, with a dash of lyrical loveliness and an occasional deep thought.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Today 1:38am
Today 1:38am
F Your Xenophobic Gulf Name
Gulf of MEXICO
No crazy man's renaming
in my 5th grade room
No crazy man's renaming
in my 5th grade room
#politics
#school
#culture #senryu
#culture #senryu
39 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 10:34pm
26th Jan 2025 10:34pm
Old Dancing Girls
They congregate at the side of the stage
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
#aging
#dance
#uplifting
51 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2025 11:52pm
25th Jan 2025 11:52pm
Call Him Mister
Miss miz or misses
Mr T
just call me Wendy
that's fine with me
it's just a name
don't play a game
we're not living
in 1960
Weren't you at the conference that day
I hear myself say
to the Viking from central casting
he was easy to spot
it didn't take a lot
but did he remember me?
no way
I'm Wendy I stated
(a name I've never hated)
to the bearded man with hair of red
and when our hands shook
he gave me a look
I'm Mister Erikson he said
When I'm in front of a class
I'm...
Mr T
just call me Wendy
that's fine with me
it's just a name
don't play a game
we're not living
in 1960
Weren't you at the conference that day
I hear myself say
to the Viking from central casting
he was easy to spot
it didn't take a lot
but did he remember me?
no way
I'm Wendy I stated
(a name I've never hated)
to the bearded man with hair of red
and when our hands shook
he gave me a look
I'm Mister Erikson he said
When I'm in front of a class
I'm...
#culture
#identity
64 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
19th Jan 2025 2:25am
Color Storm
I vibe at the confluence of purple and pink
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
pinkle,
if you must
I swim in aqua
prescient dreams
a tranquil pool of trust
sometimes peach
feels within reach
social and a bit romantic
red enlivens here and there
just a touch
or the feeling gets too frantic
soft silvery gray
is a place I can stay
when I need to be off the air
dull and dusky earth tones
fill me with despair
lime green
is like a beam
to a goofy, happy place
puce is a color
I don't...
#art
#beauty
#emotions
61 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2025 5:44am
18th Jan 2025 5:44am
The Punctuation Guy
His dating profile was a little more interesting than most
Played the banjo
In a touring act with his sons
Also a visual artist
Several pictures of cute pets
Sure, I'll check him out
It was twenty years ago
Twenty five years?
How did we communicate back then
Some version of online chat I guess.
His opening line to me:
How are you this evening?????????
Yes.
Really that many.
Um, good. Thanks.
Glad to hear that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
Played the banjo
In a touring act with his sons
Also a visual artist
Several pictures of cute pets
Sure, I'll check him out
It was twenty years ago
Twenty five years?
How did we communicate back then
Some version of online chat I guess.
His opening line to me:
How are you this evening?????????
Yes.
Really that many.
Um, good. Thanks.
Glad to hear that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
#dating
#funny
43 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 6:28pm
29th Dec 2024 6:28pm
List # 11: Times When I'm Happy
1. Almost always when I'm eating. Gawd I love food. I'd marry it if I could. Wait, I think I did...
2. When I land in a new country and wonder how I'm going to be different when I leave
3. When I'm the center of attention and everyone else thinks I'm as funny as I think I am
4. When I'm on any kind of boat or ship on the open water and a cool breeze is blowing back my hair.
5. When I'm in a library, greedily grabbing as many books as I want
6. Every time my cat jumps on my lap. Lately when she does I say Yay, I won a cat! I'm not sure why.
7. When my students are...
2. When I land in a new country and wonder how I'm going to be different when I leave
3. When I'm the center of attention and everyone else thinks I'm as funny as I think I am
4. When I'm on any kind of boat or ship on the open water and a cool breeze is blowing back my hair.
5. When I'm in a library, greedily grabbing as many books as I want
6. Every time my cat jumps on my lap. Lately when she does I say Yay, I won a cat! I'm not sure why.
7. When my students are...
#happiness
129 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Dec 2024 1:34am
27th Dec 2024 1:34am
Cruel World
We were thrown together
Working a temp job we were both overqualified for.
He, a recent college grad soon to begin a master's
And me, who had gotten my bachelor's
somewhere around the time his parents were in kindergarten.
We talked about everything
Movies
Music
Politics
What the future of the world might hold
What America would be like in fifty years
Even ten.
It turned depressing from there.
Cruel World, young guy said, shaking his head
How long have you known that? I ask
...
Working a temp job we were both overqualified for.
He, a recent college grad soon to begin a master's
And me, who had gotten my bachelor's
somewhere around the time his parents were in kindergarten.
We talked about everything
Movies
Music
Politics
What the future of the world might hold
What America would be like in fifty years
Even ten.
It turned depressing from there.
Cruel World, young guy said, shaking his head
How long have you known that? I ask
...
#denial
#fear
#TruthOfLife
81 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2024 6:10pm
22nd Dec 2024 6:10pm
Loosening the White Knuckled Grip
I should be..
Nah.
I need to...
Who cares.
It's 7 AM! I overslept!
Pfffttt
Ugh! Ruth smashed a cupcake in Gustavo's face at the Christmas party and I didn't do anything about it.
Yawn. He lived.
Why did all my teacher gifts from parents have to be sweets?
Because they're effing good, even the Ferrero Rochers, and yes, I will have another.
How many times have I watched the David Lee Roth Just a Gigolo video since Friday evening?
Who's counting? It's cute and funny and I love...
Nah.
I need to...
Who cares.
It's 7 AM! I overslept!
Pfffttt
Ugh! Ruth smashed a cupcake in Gustavo's face at the Christmas party and I didn't do anything about it.
Yawn. He lived.
Why did all my teacher gifts from parents have to be sweets?
Because they're effing good, even the Ferrero Rochers, and yes, I will have another.
How many times have I watched the David Lee Roth Just a Gigolo video since Friday evening?
Who's counting? It's cute and funny and I love...
#happiness
#holiday
#school
97 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2024 4:25am
22nd Dec 2024 4:25am
Deserted
Sonoran desert
sparse like you
unsentimental wishes
alluring invitation
cancelled party
sparse like you
unsentimental wishes
alluring invitation
cancelled party
#desert
#hope
#TruthOfLife
151 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
Estrella is a Star
She's the first one on the dance floor.
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
#childhood
#courage
#dance
115 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Dec 2024 2:06am
14th Dec 2024 2:06am
Ringside
Tracy takes me to Ringside Steakhouse the day before my birthday
We get our entrees at 9:30 PM.
I've flown from Phoenix to Portland
Spent Thanksgiving with my sister
Then taken the train to Tacoma to visit old friends
By the time a bus gets me back to Portland, it's late and I'm not very hungry
I haven't seen Tracy in 14 years
and it's only the second time seeing him in almost twenty
He's not on social media, so I didn't know how to age him in my mind
I never thought of him as fat,
but he's lost something like 50 pounds ...
We get our entrees at 9:30 PM.
I've flown from Phoenix to Portland
Spent Thanksgiving with my sister
Then taken the train to Tacoma to visit old friends
By the time a bus gets me back to Portland, it's late and I'm not very hungry
I haven't seen Tracy in 14 years
and it's only the second time seeing him in almost twenty
He's not on social media, so I didn't know how to age him in my mind
I never thought of him as fat,
but he's lost something like 50 pounds ...
#aging
#boyfriend
#travel
125 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Dec 2024 4:25am
11th Dec 2024 4:25am
Lucid Dreams of Bowling Alley Men
He had straight blonde hair and was young.
Perhaps I was too
He showed me a large, luxurious bedroom with many windows
I loved it,
but it was a guest room.
Who was he?
He worked at a bowling alley.
Wha?
No...
Well, maybe it's okay
He showed me another beautiful guest space.
Why?
And what made him keeper of the keys?
I change into a clingy, champagne-colored dress
It looks great
How is this possible?
He's wonderful
He's an idiot
No, he's perfect
but he's...
Perhaps I was too
He showed me a large, luxurious bedroom with many windows
I loved it,
but it was a guest room.
Who was he?
He worked at a bowling alley.
Wha?
No...
Well, maybe it's okay
He showed me another beautiful guest space.
Why?
And what made him keeper of the keys?
I change into a clingy, champagne-colored dress
It looks great
How is this possible?
He's wonderful
He's an idiot
No, he's perfect
but he's...
#dreams
#mystery
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16 Comments
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