Submissions by Pishashee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
Yesterday 4:18pm
Yesterday 4:18pm
White butterfly
When
I am
hurting the
Dōgen
sleeps.
When
I am
ready he
wakes me.
I am
hurting the
Dōgen
sleeps.
When
I am
ready he
wakes me.
#strength
#hope
#courage
13 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2021 3:49pm
9th Apr 2021 3:49pm
Dawn
She's
among
the
trees
said
soft
ly
sway,
day
- dream
- &
a
little
breeze,
with
all
day
long
in
mind.
among
the
trees
said
soft
ly
sway,
day
- dream
- &
a
little
breeze,
with
all
day
long
in
mind.
#nature
19 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2021 11:31pm
8th Apr 2021 11:31pm
Driving Force of Change
People park on
Delaware St.;
the hell-no
reverse-angle change.
It's natty, and I was
never reared like that.
And the streetcar,
its always in my way.
Delaware St.;
the hell-no
reverse-angle change.
It's natty, and I was
never reared like that.
And the streetcar,
its always in my way.
#strength
#motivational
#fate
#uplifting
#MovingOn
23 reads
7 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Apr 2021 7:20am
7th Apr 2021 7:20am
Hundreds of crosses, hundreds and hundreds of them. .
I was taking a crew out for a dogcatch. That's where a train engine has stopped because the crew has reached thier driving limits, set by the government.
I bring in a fresh crew, and take the old one back home to the train yard. Train folk live in their own world, and they have thier own set language.
It was 2 in the morning, and we were headed to the Village of Birmingham cross. There was a train waiting there for us. A dogcatch is what you call it. We had a stop to make first behind the Ameristar.
The engineer said he had to grab...
I bring in a fresh crew, and take the old one back home to the train yard. Train folk live in their own world, and they have thier own set language.
It was 2 in the morning, and we were headed to the Village of Birmingham cross. There was a train waiting there for us. A dogcatch is what you call it. We had a stop to make first behind the Ameristar.
The engineer said he had to grab...
#sadness
#regret
#shame #emptiness
#shame #emptiness
30 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Apr 2021 10:20pm
6th Apr 2021 10:20pm
The Nature of Dragons
More than dragons
under my bed
I hate to be in the cold,
and so I feed
the dragons, after all,
they're only dragons.
under my bed
I hate to be in the cold,
and so I feed
the dragons, after all,
they're only dragons.
#happiness
#love
#kindness
#inspirational
#gratitude
27 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Apr 2021 6:39pm
6th Apr 2021 6:39pm
Frogs & Wisdom
I thought it might be too early for the frogs to start to holler from down in the Koi pond, for all thier girlfriends to come over.
But this morning, there he was, sounding off.
.../...
I dedicate frogs to wisdom.
.../...
When I'm writing, I think about my family a lot and how I had to leave them behind in thier thinking. I had such contempt, because of my mind, because of what I had loved and experienced, and so when it came to expression, I felt like I was being held underwater.
I had to distance myself from all...
But this morning, there he was, sounding off.
.../...
I dedicate frogs to wisdom.
.../...
When I'm writing, I think about my family a lot and how I had to leave them behind in thier thinking. I had such contempt, because of my mind, because of what I had loved and experienced, and so when it came to expression, I felt like I was being held underwater.
I had to distance myself from all...
#happiness
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
27 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th Apr 2021 2:50am
4th Apr 2021 2:50am
Late Heavy Bombardment
I said "look, I'm going to go
and finish up my study on
the Late Heavy Bombardment".
He asked, "does that have something
to do with dogs"?
Looking at Louise,
and gesturing his sweetness her direction.
"No", I said, "no it doesn't."
Walking through to my study,
I wondered what I had said,
what it
might have even sounded like...
and finish up my study on
the Late Heavy Bombardment".
He asked, "does that have something
to do with dogs"?
Looking at Louise,
and gesturing his sweetness her direction.
"No", I said, "no it doesn't."
Walking through to my study,
I wondered what I had said,
what it
might have even sounded like...
#men
#BestFriend
#nostalgia
25 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2021 6:21am
3rd Apr 2021 6:21am
Trauma
The garbage
of life,
cunning smoke
on the other side
of the limit,
a voice rises,
there's no poems,
only the sound & fall
of industry,
and the billboards,
they gash &
tear at my eyes
while driving.
of life,
cunning smoke
on the other side
of the limit,
a voice rises,
there's no poems,
only the sound & fall
of industry,
and the billboards,
they gash &
tear at my eyes
while driving.
#pollution
#consumerism
#responsibility
37 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Mar 2021 4:16am
31st Mar 2021 4:16am
They color my world.
I go there when I need them
because thier hearts
soar, through all the
yon orangey sunsets
feathered in carotenoid.
Ah yes, the carotenoid sunsets. This is how the most
vibrant birds do
get thier wonderful colorful colors.
because thier hearts
soar, through all the
yon orangey sunsets
feathered in carotenoid.
Ah yes, the carotenoid sunsets. This is how the most
vibrant birds do
get thier wonderful colorful colors.
#birds
#sky
#nature
#aliens
#art
32 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Mar 2021 8:00am
30th Mar 2021 8:00am
Remark able morphemes
Understand,
this is
done............
Word on!
What would happen
if you play on words?
They would answer
all of your questions
perhaps
maybe I'm sure
as far as one
could ask another
they would know
something.
Words know each other in a very morpheme type sense, ba-dum-bump! (no body will get that) the thing about a word is, someone has to play with it, and think about it.. This is how a word becomes human.
Free morphemes!
Get your free morphemes!
...
this is
done............
Word on!
What would happen
if you play on words?
They would answer
all of your questions
perhaps
maybe I'm sure
as far as one
could ask another
they would know
something.
Words know each other in a very morpheme type sense, ba-dum-bump! (no body will get that) the thing about a word is, someone has to play with it, and think about it.. This is how a word becomes human.
Free morphemes!
Get your free morphemes!
...
#dialogue
#uplifting
#nostalgia #philosophical
#nostalgia #philosophical
33 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Mar 2021 6:58am
30th Mar 2021 6:58am
Impressive
Oh my God!
Did you see
that word go by,
it was magnificent!
Did you see
that word go by,
it was magnificent!
#minimalist
#epic
39 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2021 9:44pm
28th Mar 2021 9:44pm
From the Eastside
There's two ab norm al
hookers walking
down the street.
Kicking it, laughing,
they are darling
their faces sparkling,
so is their jeans.
They look up at me,
greetings, I wave
as they move along swiftly.
Knowing if they stop,
the rhythm needed
for the click click click
of their heels would cease,
.
.
Heels to the hip
Heels to the hip
Two happy hookers,
Click, Click, Click
they walk along smiling —
gonna get em some dick.
hookers walking
down the street.
Kicking it, laughing,
they are darling
their faces sparkling,
so is their jeans.
They look up at me,
greetings, I wave
as they move along swiftly.
Knowing if they stop,
the rhythm needed
for the click click click
of their heels would cease,
.
.
Heels to the hip
Heels to the hip
Two happy hookers,
Click, Click, Click
they walk along smiling —
gonna get em some dick.
#kindness
#inspirational
#misunderstood
#support
#tolerance
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