Submissions by Poetikmind (_---_)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Been writing since childhood...love to write, draw, paint n sing n into lots of sports pretty much anything creative I'm into lol
A Silent Winter
I…cavalier, casually cool...
I am the essence of my chill
As the breezes thru trees,
leaves while they spit
their ‘coloring contempt ‘
Feelin’ a freeze at thy
tempestuous breath
served in incremental doses
as I layer my earthen canvas...
Juxtaposing the lines of red,
and blue...it’s a cool reminder
for a few, that my sister's season
is quietly awaitin' her turn to assail
my atmosphere at the moment
quietly, dead...
I am the essence of my chill
As the breezes thru trees,
leaves while they spit
their ‘coloring contempt ‘
Feelin’ a freeze at thy
tempestuous breath
served in incremental doses
as I layer my earthen canvas...
Juxtaposing the lines of red,
and blue...it’s a cool reminder
for a few, that my sister's season
is quietly awaitin' her turn to assail
my atmosphere at the moment
quietly, dead...
#winter
#spring
#morning #night
#morning #night
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12 Comments
Oh Mommy…
Oh mommy…how I miss you
In somber reverence I look back.
Back…to my last time hearing you say
“Imma go as long as I can…while I can”
Wow, how that was so true man.
Back…when thoughts barely fill in a gap
A memory of being cold; it was you
undoubtedly that became coat, glove
n’ hat.
Back then it became clear, when I knew
how it felt to be loved, though I can’t
explain it with any real clarity
It must’ve been how you’d stare at me
Your eyes, like windows showed a soul
‘ever grateful despite the angst...
In somber reverence I look back.
Back…to my last time hearing you say
“Imma go as long as I can…while I can”
Wow, how that was so true man.
Back…when thoughts barely fill in a gap
A memory of being cold; it was you
undoubtedly that became coat, glove
n’ hat.
Back then it became clear, when I knew
how it felt to be loved, though I can’t
explain it with any real clarity
It must’ve been how you’d stare at me
Your eyes, like windows showed a soul
‘ever grateful despite the angst...
#death
#fate
#aging
196 reads
8 Comments
Ship’s Ah-Ploy’
They conjure up
the majesty of imagery
“A getaway”
via a gateway
on the high seas
Folks congregate
by the thousands
As only a select few
can truly see…
Whilst one should
comprehend such simplicity
The magic of it all
really begins though
with letting go
what’s locked
inside of me.
the majesty of imagery
“A getaway”
via a gateway
on the high seas
Folks congregate
by the thousands
As only a select few
can truly see…
Whilst one should
comprehend such simplicity
The magic of it all
really begins though
with letting go
what’s locked
inside of me.
#travel
#passion
#ThrillSeeking
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8 Comments
“Louie the Lickster”
The following is a potential add to an idea
my brothers and I have for a children’s
short story book.
We now have a brand new website: (3wizeswans.com) that we currently own.
IF anyone could be so kind as to pay us a visit
and possibly leave a comment on anything
in our blog section, it will GREATLY appreciated;
And if by chance anyone chooses to look thru our books and merchandise and purchases anything THAT would be a very honor as well.
Thank you all in advance for your time and support.
“Louie liked ...
my brothers and I have for a children’s
short story book.
We now have a brand new website: (3wizeswans.com) that we currently own.
IF anyone could be so kind as to pay us a visit
and possibly leave a comment on anything
in our blog section, it will GREATLY appreciated;
And if by chance anyone chooses to look thru our books and merchandise and purchases anything THAT would be a very honor as well.
Thank you all in advance for your time and support.
“Louie liked ...
#satirical
#funny
389 reads
3 Comments
A Supreme Realization: Ketanji Brown Jackson
As a small ‘capsule’ afloat
in the sea of life sits stilled
while purposely navigatin’
with a confidence while awaitin’
it’s “moment in time” filled
Starin’ down the funnel of fearsome ire, spewin’ a collection of exasperatin’ opposition’s breath frozen, chilled
Within a society that spied so many eyes…
VILE-ILLED, with outlandish fabrication
of tales told, spilled
As now, one can exhale in quiet content, knowin’ that reality has officially etched
it’s history of God’s will…
in the sea of life sits stilled
while purposely navigatin’
with a confidence while awaitin’
it’s “moment in time” filled
Starin’ down the funnel of fearsome ire, spewin’ a collection of exasperatin’ opposition’s breath frozen, chilled
Within a society that spied so many eyes…
VILE-ILLED, with outlandish fabrication
of tales told, spilled
As now, one can exhale in quiet content, knowin’ that reality has officially etched
it’s history of God’s will…
#fate
#mythology
454 reads
4 Comments
Together, Equal, Forever
He felt her
Feelin’
A
Longin’ for a
Life long love
deep down inside…
Amidst the turbulence
Lingerin’ as it latched on
Leavin’ footprints to express
Inside, every thought
Notin’ every breath…
‘ever lost where his soul reside
captive, bound by the beauty
in his beatin’ heart
She, never realizin’ that she
for he, kept him too within
together, as one whole
shall never part…
Feelin’
A
Longin’ for a
Life long love
deep down inside…
Amidst the turbulence
Lingerin’ as it latched on
Leavin’ footprints to express
Inside, every thought
Notin’ every breath…
‘ever lost where his soul reside
captive, bound by the beauty
in his beatin’ heart
She, never realizin’ that she
for he, kept him too within
together, as one whole
shall never part…
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#beauty
#gratitude
698 reads
10 Comments
Introducing: The IssaWatz
The IsaWotz Profiles (preliminary statistics)
1. Name, Fob: (Leader) color: Aqua-blue, Age: approximately 4+ million yrs. The oldest , and is at his happiest being a slob. Appearance: has 3 eyes, and stands at about three and a half ft.
Of the group he’s the most thoughtful and hopeful one.
2. Name, Spike: color: Age: 3.2 million yrs. Color: Grey w/ speckles.
Appearance: a gangly figure with a horn on his nose. The best friend of Fob. He’s the inventive one, also the one least likely to leave home. Always looking for ways to stay on top of a situation.
...
1. Name, Fob: (Leader) color: Aqua-blue, Age: approximately 4+ million yrs. The oldest , and is at his happiest being a slob. Appearance: has 3 eyes, and stands at about three and a half ft.
Of the group he’s the most thoughtful and hopeful one.
2. Name, Spike: color: Age: 3.2 million yrs. Color: Grey w/ speckles.
Appearance: a gangly figure with a horn on his nose. The best friend of Fob. He’s the inventive one, also the one least likely to leave home. Always looking for ways to stay on top of a situation.
...
#aliens
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7 Comments
‘Writer’s Prayer’
Dear Lord, I pray n’ wish for might
to gain the strength of proper light
To wield of ink released from pen
succinct in thought, again n’ again
To achieve a level, flow error free
beguiling an audience, the wit of me
In his honor I praise thee name
Oh lord, aid this hand to perfect ink’s stain…”
to gain the strength of proper light
To wield of ink released from pen
succinct in thought, again n’ again
To achieve a level, flow error free
beguiling an audience, the wit of me
In his honor I praise thee name
Oh lord, aid this hand to perfect ink’s stain…”
#hope
#motivational
#emotions
610 reads
14 Comments
“Angel of sunshine”
Yes it’s true, so woe am I
I’ve a teardrop in my eye…
As I can’t escape emotions noose
Each time she lets her sun-shine loose
Can’t believe an angel stands nearby
The beauty of her soul makes me sigh…
Within the confines of this heart’s duress
In her, a bright glow, comforted…I nest
Praise be to the almighty’s sweet design
For giftin’ the world this “Angel of Sunshine…”
I’ve a teardrop in my eye…
As I can’t escape emotions noose
Each time she lets her sun-shine loose
Can’t believe an angel stands nearby
The beauty of her soul makes me sigh…
Within the confines of this heart’s duress
In her, a bright glow, comforted…I nest
Praise be to the almighty’s sweet design
For giftin’ the world this “Angel of Sunshine…”
#strength
#spiritual
#honesty
454 reads
1 Comment
To my Dear Brother Wise…
Damn…The shock hit in seconds…
The reality, for certain doesn’t feel real.
I’m at a lost for words as my head reels.
Bro. You were, you are always, to me
a man of few words, yet when you
spoke; for me the depth held a wealth
of wisdom. I couldn’t understand that
as a child, but once I became a man
it’s not lost in my vision, why everyone
had chose to call you Wise.
A music lover, I recall the classics that were
your favorites, quickly became mine. Looking back in my mind, I hear singing in Lil’ bits n’ pieces; Ashford...
The reality, for certain doesn’t feel real.
I’m at a lost for words as my head reels.
Bro. You were, you are always, to me
a man of few words, yet when you
spoke; for me the depth held a wealth
of wisdom. I couldn’t understand that
as a child, but once I became a man
it’s not lost in my vision, why everyone
had chose to call you Wise.
A music lover, I recall the classics that were
your favorites, quickly became mine. Looking back in my mind, I hear singing in Lil’ bits n’ pieces; Ashford...
#birth
#death
#aging #nostalgia
#aging #nostalgia
477 reads
12 Comments
Degradation of Consciousness…
As I muse; damn…
THIS GENERATION of WOKE
is so unaware of what’s truly
erodin’ the morality of man…
THIS GENERATION of WOKE
is so unaware of what’s truly
erodin’ the morality of man…
#children
#men
#teens
#friendship
#humankind
554 reads
16 Comments
Say…You wanna Rap?
Say…you wanna rap?
Spit it out as droplets of verses
With twists that traverses
n’ traps a cavalcade of Ideas,
ideally ideal to spill ill from the face
Lost to a space that lacks restraint
so I hope you’re all ready for this whirl,
I harbor high hopes for a chill in this world
but please I plead, don’t feign to faint
from whence this picture proficiently paints
in lil’ collages of concise consistency
Cohabitin’ n’ collaboratin’ within this itch in me
It’s fittin’ to be hittin’ with thee wit-express
All Hail the Father…for...
Spit it out as droplets of verses
With twists that traverses
n’ traps a cavalcade of Ideas,
ideally ideal to spill ill from the face
Lost to a space that lacks restraint
so I hope you’re all ready for this whirl,
I harbor high hopes for a chill in this world
but please I plead, don’t feign to faint
from whence this picture proficiently paints
in lil’ collages of concise consistency
Cohabitin’ n’ collaboratin’ within this itch in me
It’s fittin’ to be hittin’ with thee wit-express
All Hail the Father…for...
#love
#motivational
#respect
449 reads
6 Comments
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