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
19th Jan 2023 11:10pm
19th Jan 2023 11:10pm
The Good Omen
It was in the moment
the longest I had
ever seen flying
through the blackness
Inside my heart
I felt its offering, running,
I stretched out my hand
and touched the poetry of it.
the longest I had
ever seen flying
through the blackness
Inside my heart
I felt its offering, running,
I stretched out my hand
and touched the poetry of it.
#nature
#epic
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Dec 2022 1:02am
25th Dec 2022 1:02am
The Train Assist
It's Christmas eve,
Im waiting alongside
the RR tracks,
tucked away, and
a far distance from
the bustles of December.
The snow is quiet,
there are gobs of robins
looking for berries
as my company kept,
like little holiday
shoppers packed
in and around the thickets,
singing Carol of the Bells,
Joyous, I suddenly hear
the toll of the giant
rolling toward the coordinates,
I look up to see the
Locomotive bending
around the steel rails,
slow to an end,
...
Im waiting alongside
the RR tracks,
tucked away, and
a far distance from
the bustles of December.
The snow is quiet,
there are gobs of robins
looking for berries
as my company kept,
like little holiday
shoppers packed
in and around the thickets,
singing Carol of the Bells,
Joyous, I suddenly hear
the toll of the giant
rolling toward the coordinates,
I look up to see the
Locomotive bending
around the steel rails,
slow to an end,
...
#travel
#passion
#trains #job
#trains #job
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6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 6:31pm
12th Dec 2022 6:31pm
Everyday the Sunrise
I am with my comforting flock,
out - through - out the city
we fly on stained wings,
and with a broken heart,
feeling old as we tarry in the fields
each day I know the sunrise,
all around the merchant's square,
we drive going back and forth
colors moving through each part
of the loop as the sun falls
in a disguise my treasure
lay deep in the shadows
left behind in a strange land
where I know nothing at all,
trapped in the ambitious mind
never to live any legend
...
out - through - out the city
we fly on stained wings,
and with a broken heart,
feeling old as we tarry in the fields
each day I know the sunrise,
all around the merchant's square,
we drive going back and forth
colors moving through each part
of the loop as the sun falls
in a disguise my treasure
lay deep in the shadows
left behind in a strange land
where I know nothing at all,
trapped in the ambitious mind
never to live any legend
...
#strength
#courage
#tolerance
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Oct 2022 6:16am
5th Oct 2022 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
177 reads
2 Comments
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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2 Comments
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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1 Comment
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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1 Comment
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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