Submissions by Pishashee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"One of the heads of the beast seemed to have had a fatal wound, but the fatal wound had been healed. The whole world was filled with wonder and followed the beast." From the book of Revelation... (Steller poetry)
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 6:16am
Yesterday 6:16am
Humans & Hurricanes
I once reversed
a hurricane,
using only my mind.
I remembered
brainstorming,
myself in kind.
a hurricane,
using only my mind.
I remembered
brainstorming,
myself in kind.
#happiness
#strength
#success
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2022 10:03pm
24th Sep 2022 10:03pm
The Handyman
The drawer
pull needed
fixing —
I said let me
help you
Charlie
he said no.
I don't want to
complain about
Charlie being
slow, but
yesterday,
he went out
to the garage
for a little screw,
and was gone
for hours &
hours
the old pro.
pull needed
fixing —
I said let me
help you
Charlie
he said no.
I don't want to
complain about
Charlie being
slow, but
yesterday,
he went out
to the garage
for a little screw,
and was gone
for hours &
hours
the old pro.
#nostalgia
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5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jul 2022 3:02pm
13th Jul 2022 3:02pm
Sunflowers of Chernobyl
Im grateful for the
sunflowers of Chernobyl,
whose will I cannot bend.
Just by being
here and standing
in all the negative
energy of our soils,
and growing —
returning beauty
to the atmosphere.
sunflowers of Chernobyl,
whose will I cannot bend.
Just by being
here and standing
in all the negative
energy of our soils,
and growing —
returning beauty
to the atmosphere.
#flowers
#nature
#gratitude
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2022 6:58pm
10th Jul 2022 6:58pm
Humans
..and think of the
lovely Greeks.
And more so, what
were thier reasons to
tell thier stories.
Pandora would say,
yes there are evils
in the world,
and they sting at you badly.
But isn't it a lovely story,
where through your
pain & misery
of what you found,
just by being human,
that there is hope?
...the story of Paris, and in
his contentment of being
only a shepherd, in a remote
part of the world.
We cannot win for losing.
And yet we...
lovely Greeks.
And more so, what
were thier reasons to
tell thier stories.
Pandora would say,
yes there are evils
in the world,
and they sting at you badly.
But isn't it a lovely story,
where through your
pain & misery
of what you found,
just by being human,
that there is hope?
...the story of Paris, and in
his contentment of being
only a shepherd, in a remote
part of the world.
We cannot win for losing.
And yet we...
#mythology
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jun 2022 9:17pm
30th Jun 2022 9:17pm
Lunatic Fringe
Understanding the
Lunatic Fringe
In how I felt,
In poetry I was young again
and fashioning the
Muse on Hippocrene
as tulpa, Pegasus?
Was it real?
Did it make any sense?
Waking and remembering
who I am. I wrote it down
as time rode in on
the white sea horse.
Horse not made of myth,
But Horse made
out of consciousness.
Praise the Ancients,
Dare the Lunatic Fringe.
Lunatic Fringe
In how I felt,
In poetry I was young again
and fashioning the
Muse on Hippocrene
as tulpa, Pegasus?
Was it real?
Did it make any sense?
Waking and remembering
who I am. I wrote it down
as time rode in on
the white sea horse.
Horse not made of myth,
But Horse made
out of consciousness.
Praise the Ancients,
Dare the Lunatic Fringe.
#mythology
#mystery
#PopCulture
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4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2022 8:09am
20th Jun 2022 8:09am
trickster of the gods
In the woods
when the darkness
turns quiet,
Somewhere near
and far away,
I hear the coyote
singing.
I never
tire of their song.
when the darkness
turns quiet,
Somewhere near
and far away,
I hear the coyote
singing.
I never
tire of their song.
#nature
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STORY POEM
Published
17th Jun 2022 9:38am
17th Jun 2022 9:38am
Summers with Hemingway
We lived on a gravel block
with a curve in it.
Down around the curve
there was a stop sign with giant
weeds grown up around it.
There were heavy brambles
that lined the roads,
and a row of trees in the distance.
On our bicycles, we would
head east in that direction.
The white and yellow
summer fields blended together
as we were pedaling,
quickly bending
to the left and to the right;
us gaining some speed for cruising.
We'd ride a mile in the heat
and dust over the...
with a curve in it.
Down around the curve
there was a stop sign with giant
weeds grown up around it.
There were heavy brambles
that lined the roads,
and a row of trees in the distance.
On our bicycles, we would
head east in that direction.
The white and yellow
summer fields blended together
as we were pedaling,
quickly bending
to the left and to the right;
us gaining some speed for cruising.
We'd ride a mile in the heat
and dust over the...
#childhood
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2022 7:07pm
14th Jun 2022 7:07pm
My Mental Mess
The story sits waiting like
a monster that needs electricity.
(Thank you Mary Shelly)
I'm irritated with myself lately
because of mental incognition.
A virus will do that to a person.
In 2006 I had viral meningitis.
It put an end to my career
in health-care & nursing.
I was the one that brought
the medicine to the patient,
but I no longer trusted myself,
and so I made that decision.
No one understood what
I was talking about
because they said I was "better."
...
a monster that needs electricity.
(Thank you Mary Shelly)
I'm irritated with myself lately
because of mental incognition.
A virus will do that to a person.
In 2006 I had viral meningitis.
It put an end to my career
in health-care & nursing.
I was the one that brought
the medicine to the patient,
but I no longer trusted myself,
and so I made that decision.
No one understood what
I was talking about
because they said I was "better."
...
#hope
#inspirational
#WritersBlock #MentalHealth
#WritersBlock #MentalHealth
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2022 6:33pm
13th Jun 2022 6:33pm
In Grace of a Poet
White moon light
fire flies June bug.
Formless cloud is perfect.
fire flies June bug.
Formless cloud is perfect.
#MyInspiration
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2022 2:41am
13th Jun 2022 2:41am
...and back again.
If life were a stage,
my character
would only come
wandering out
of a shit-house at
4 in the morning
and recite,
Why do I have to
Go to Timbuktu!
...and back again.
my character
would only come
wandering out
of a shit-house at
4 in the morning
and recite,
Why do I have to
Go to Timbuktu!
...and back again.
#nature
#funny
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4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2022 1:08am
13th Jun 2022 1:08am
Buddhist Temple Buddhist Rule
Buddhist rule
Buddhist temple
In the Buddhist temple🛕
if you run out with impatient
impairment, the door you enter in
becomes the door you just exited again.
A mad man walks in,
He walks in carrying a hot head.
The man; he's purple.
He picks up a cup of leaves 🍃
and pours in what's boiling over.
He then says,
I don’t understand
the cup the cup
complicates everything.
The Buddhist said
then empty the cup.
So the man takes
the cup 🍵...
Buddhist temple
In the Buddhist temple🛕
if you run out with impatient
impairment, the door you enter in
becomes the door you just exited again.
A mad man walks in,
He walks in carrying a hot head.
The man; he's purple.
He picks up a cup of leaves 🍃
and pours in what's boiling over.
He then says,
I don’t understand
the cup the cup
complicates everything.
The Buddhist said
then empty the cup.
So the man takes
the cup 🍵...
#philosophical
#determination
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Jun 2022 11:05pm
10th Jun 2022 11:05pm
The Day I Became a Weirdo
#strength
#courage
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