Submissions by Poetryman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction www.seeds-and-weeds.com jjpoetryman@gmail.com
ANGER POEM
Published
Yesterday 5:41pm
Yesterday 5:41pm
Stain Upon Ugly Stain
Get off of my skin, I can't feel!
Shread the flesh from my neck
For those who embrace hate
Have painted my soul blood red
With the memory of lives that matter
And only Justice can wash away the stain
But her robes have been stripped from her body
Set afire in cities of red, white and black
The pain pours from my eyes, blinding me
Yet showing me the plain truth
Of why white must shout BLACK LIVES MATTER
Because so many still cling to a long dead past
Where they believed blacks were not people at all
So the murders they commit are...
Shread the flesh from my neck
For those who embrace hate
Have painted my soul blood red
With the memory of lives that matter
And only Justice can wash away the stain
But her robes have been stripped from her body
Set afire in cities of red, white and black
The pain pours from my eyes, blinding me
Yet showing me the plain truth
Of why white must shout BLACK LIVES MATTER
Because so many still cling to a long dead past
Where they believed blacks were not people at all
So the murders they commit are...
#hate
#murder
#war
#racism
#inequality
24 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2020 1:52am
5th Sep 2020 1:52am
So Much More
So Much More"
How can I write a poem about my childhood heroes when they die?
As if the pain of mourning could overcome the pain of murder
So Rusty and Tom Terrific must take a back seat
To the deepest pain of all
The pain that I feel when those who are supposed to serve and protect
So callously kill and heartlessly hate with nightsticks and knees
When freedom is stomped on and tazed until dead or paralyzed
How can I reminisce about World Series games and no-hitters
When so many have no life and no future because the color of their skin ...
How can I write a poem about my childhood heroes when they die?
As if the pain of mourning could overcome the pain of murder
So Rusty and Tom Terrific must take a back seat
To the deepest pain of all
The pain that I feel when those who are supposed to serve and protect
So callously kill and heartlessly hate with nightsticks and knees
When freedom is stomped on and tazed until dead or paralyzed
How can I reminisce about World Series games and no-hitters
When so many have no life and no future because the color of their skin ...
#sadness
#grief
#death
43 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Aug 2020 8:16am
24th Aug 2020 8:16am
Have You Heard?
To be heard
To be heard
In written
Or in spoken word
Vibrating in one ears
Or rumbling within the mind
As tennis players guarding their court
Words ramble on when two lovers court
To outdo each others muse dueling to a draw
While drawing with imagery pictures of the heart
Heard pounding out the beat in hopes of being heard...
Did I paint
Perfection
On your face
In shadows color
A midnight rainbow glow
Or was it plain black and white
That revealed the word's silent meaning
Woven in the fabric of...
To be heard
In written
Or in spoken word
Vibrating in one ears
Or rumbling within the mind
As tennis players guarding their court
Words ramble on when two lovers court
To outdo each others muse dueling to a draw
While drawing with imagery pictures of the heart
Heard pounding out the beat in hopes of being heard...
Did I paint
Perfection
On your face
In shadows color
A midnight rainbow glow
Or was it plain black and white
That revealed the word's silent meaning
Woven in the fabric of...
#WritingPoetry
#reading
56 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
27th Apr 2020 11:24pm
27th Apr 2020 11:24pm
Advice To a Lost Friend
The light one sees when looking at God
is nothing but the skin of a human.
The real God is beyond your reach until you open your windows.
If you look at me and see a man covered in dirt and grime
with tattered clothes and smelling of a foul stench,
you still know nothing of who I am.
It may be I am a homeless person who has no money for new clothes
or to even wash the ones on my back, or
it may be that I am a hard working man that just came from a particularly nasty job.
So what good is it to see God with your eyes?
You...
is nothing but the skin of a human.
The real God is beyond your reach until you open your windows.
If you look at me and see a man covered in dirt and grime
with tattered clothes and smelling of a foul stench,
you still know nothing of who I am.
It may be I am a homeless person who has no money for new clothes
or to even wash the ones on my back, or
it may be that I am a hard working man that just came from a particularly nasty job.
So what good is it to see God with your eyes?
You...
#faith
199 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Apr 2020 7:06am
25th Apr 2020 7:06am
Poetic License
If I could take poetic license
Wishing to be the inspiration
Tugging at your fingertips
I would imagine you sitting at your desk
Atop a tall tower with only one window
As you etched your emotions into the fibers
Of parchment with your ink stained quill
Then upon finishing your verse
Folding the page into a paper airplane
And sending it out of the glassless window
Where it takes flight on a breeze
created from the warm and sensual waves
Emitting from your heart and directed by your soul
As I...
Wishing to be the inspiration
Tugging at your fingertips
I would imagine you sitting at your desk
Atop a tall tower with only one window
As you etched your emotions into the fibers
Of parchment with your ink stained quill
Then upon finishing your verse
Folding the page into a paper airplane
And sending it out of the glassless window
Where it takes flight on a breeze
created from the warm and sensual waves
Emitting from your heart and directed by your soul
As I...
#MyInspiration
118 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
10th Apr 2020 3:43am
10th Apr 2020 3:43am
3 Seeds - (lyrics)
Youth learn through emulating eyes
From the sound maestros of their lives
Teach them to express empathy,
kindness and everything you know
Of humility, self-esteem;
that harvests reap from seeds you sow
Proud parents who express no love
raise sensile children down so low
Once planted in an open heart
the seeds of hatred sprout then grow
Pride injects a hypnotic high,
enslaving egos in it's flow
Craving ever more, then crashing
from withdrawal addicts come to know
Three seeds of prejudice raise a
misguided spirit...
From the sound maestros of their lives
Teach them to express empathy,
kindness and everything you know
Of humility, self-esteem;
that harvests reap from seeds you sow
Proud parents who express no love
raise sensile children down so low
Once planted in an open heart
the seeds of hatred sprout then grow
Pride injects a hypnotic high,
enslaving egos in it's flow
Craving ever more, then crashing
from withdrawal addicts come to know
Three seeds of prejudice raise a
misguided spirit...
#hate
#lyrics
#freedom #inequality
#freedom #inequality
138 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2020 2:00am
9th Apr 2020 2:00am
fux noose
The stupid fux on faux noose
Telling folks it's all a hoax
You can all go back to church
You must all go back to work
I hope they all go straight to Hell
Republikilling fuels the flames of fools
Trumpeting the lies of The False Prophet
Concerned only with personal profit
While he fires everyone who questions myths
And everyone with answers not the same as his
How many more will die while they deny
The truth that uniting through social distancing
Is the only safe means of coexisting
Telling folks it's all a hoax
You can all go back to church
You must all go back to work
I hope they all go straight to Hell
Republikilling fuels the flames of fools
Trumpeting the lies of The False Prophet
Concerned only with personal profit
While he fires everyone who questions myths
And everyone with answers not the same as his
How many more will die while they deny
The truth that uniting through social distancing
Is the only safe means of coexisting
#pandemic
138 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Apr 2020 8:10pm
1st Apr 2020 8:10pm
Are You Alive?
How will I know
If the virus has taken you Down?
If I keep calling you
Your phone will ring and ring
Until the number is as silent as you
To hold on
I will pretend you can't pay your bill
I will pay your bill
Just to keep hope alive
Even if you no longer are
How will I know?
I'll write you a poem
Every day you don't answer me
And imagine you reading
Every line of my rhyme
Maybe you are just mad at me
That's better than accepting the truth
Be angry at me
And let your feelings reach...
If the virus has taken you Down?
If I keep calling you
Your phone will ring and ring
Until the number is as silent as you
To hold on
I will pretend you can't pay your bill
I will pay your bill
Just to keep hope alive
Even if you no longer are
How will I know?
I'll write you a poem
Every day you don't answer me
And imagine you reading
Every line of my rhyme
Maybe you are just mad at me
That's better than accepting the truth
Be angry at me
And let your feelings reach...
#hope
130 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Apr 2020 6:41pm
1st Apr 2020 6:41pm
My Erotic Poems list through 3/25/2020
My erotic poetry list as of 325/20
(jj johnson)
76
Private Touch
03/24/2020
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/377521-private-touch/
75
Slither
02/14/2020
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/373554-slither/
74
Underground Paramour
01/07/2019
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/332856-underground-paramour/
73
Heavenly Intercourse
11/24/2018
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/327861-heavenly-intercourse/
72
Dark Shadows
02/22/2018 ...
(jj johnson)
76
Private Touch
03/24/2020
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/377521-private-touch/
75
Slither
02/14/2020
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/373554-slither/
74
Underground Paramour
01/07/2019
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/332856-underground-paramour/
73
Heavenly Intercourse
11/24/2018
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/327861-heavenly-intercourse/
72
Dark Shadows
02/22/2018 ...
#sensual
231 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Mar 2020 11:20pm
24th Mar 2020 11:20pm
Private Touch
The physical manifestation
Of the passion you imagine
Becums an eruption of seduction
By your own frantically frenzied touching
From secret desires held in your mind
Sent to your stimulated hands
making a simulated dance of delight
play out for an audience of one
That so deeply yearns to be held in these arms
To be touched by this passion filled painter of poetry
Caressed in imagery and explored in metaphor
Taken in a flood of ecstasy
Where there are always more words in the sea
Be with me in fantasy
Be with...
Of the passion you imagine
Becums an eruption of seduction
By your own frantically frenzied touching
From secret desires held in your mind
Sent to your stimulated hands
making a simulated dance of delight
play out for an audience of one
That so deeply yearns to be held in these arms
To be touched by this passion filled painter of poetry
Caressed in imagery and explored in metaphor
Taken in a flood of ecstasy
Where there are always more words in the sea
Be with me in fantasy
Be with...
#erotic
272 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Mar 2020 2:44pm
18th Mar 2020 2:44pm
Dark Times
Fear rolls across the pathway
A fog descending in our minds
The Sun blotted out of the sky
By the corona of a second son
Come like a pestilence thirsting for blood
Was this foretold in a story book of souls
Lost in the dark yet hungering for the light within
To shine through the dun and burn away the shadow cast by lies
I see through the veil but on the other side awaits death
Making me want to shudder my windows and feign blindness
Still a shard of your warmth seeps through
And your light within gives me hope
Like the first...
A fog descending in our minds
The Sun blotted out of the sky
By the corona of a second son
Come like a pestilence thirsting for blood
Was this foretold in a story book of souls
Lost in the dark yet hungering for the light within
To shine through the dun and burn away the shadow cast by lies
I see through the veil but on the other side awaits death
Making me want to shudder my windows and feign blindness
Still a shard of your warmth seeps through
And your light within gives me hope
Like the first...
#faith
142 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2020 3:37am
21st Feb 2020 3:37am
Unfeathered Wings
An angel has fallen
Her wings tarred and unfeathered
A weight unbearable on her haunted mind
Was one I would gladly have lifted from her limbs
If only I had known, if only she had told
But I should have seen
The sadness in her eyes, always there
But her smile fooled me, blinded me to her pain
How lovely she was and her voice just as sweet
So caught up in my own sorrow
So absorbed in my living pain I missed the clues
The stories dripping from her eyes
Her song echoing in my head, a choir of angels
Falling like the sky that could...
Her wings tarred and unfeathered
A weight unbearable on her haunted mind
Was one I would gladly have lifted from her limbs
If only I had known, if only she had told
But I should have seen
The sadness in her eyes, always there
But her smile fooled me, blinded me to her pain
How lovely she was and her voice just as sweet
So caught up in my own sorrow
So absorbed in my living pain I missed the clues
The stories dripping from her eyes
Her song echoing in my head, a choir of angels
Falling like the sky that could...
#regret
#death
#suicide
235 reads
11 Comments
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