Submissions by PunchDrunk (Margo Garrison)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello. Poetry is my therapy, my refuge, to an extent, my my self esteem, and at times just an overwhelming joy.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Apr 2021 10:31pm
1st Apr 2021 10:31pm
Cautionary Tale
This is a beautiful film
You'll understand when you are older
This endless sequence of shadows and laughter
You can only relate in dreams
Can only feel with prayer
This is a consoling lullaby
You'll understand when you are older
Every word in your good girl conscience
Quite absurd--
The notion we are more than paper dolls
Spreading wildly across this dying planet
Recycling, dieting, rioting ideals of
Granite and stone--the hearts on loan
The ivory towers
Quite absurd
This is a lonely world
You'll...
You'll understand when you are older
This endless sequence of shadows and laughter
You can only relate in dreams
Can only feel with prayer
This is a consoling lullaby
You'll understand when you are older
Every word in your good girl conscience
Quite absurd--
The notion we are more than paper dolls
Spreading wildly across this dying planet
Recycling, dieting, rioting ideals of
Granite and stone--the hearts on loan
The ivory towers
Quite absurd
This is a lonely world
You'll...
#learning
#LifeCycle
300 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Mar 2021 11:28am
30th Mar 2021 11:28am
Scribhneoir
A midnight yarn weaving into truth
A lonely impulse of delight
Drips the potion into my tea
Bleeds the sadness from the night
A timely relic of yesterlore
Bridges the distances of two shores
When tongues were still with terminal weight
The self I love and love to hate
I acquiesce to an uncommon will
To move the beast formidably still
From his cave in my chest, an alien thrill
To rethread the needle, rewet the quill.
A lonely impulse of delight
Drips the potion into my tea
Bleeds the sadness from the night
A timely relic of yesterlore
Bridges the distances of two shores
When tongues were still with terminal weight
The self I love and love to hate
I acquiesce to an uncommon will
To move the beast formidably still
From his cave in my chest, an alien thrill
To rethread the needle, rewet the quill.
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
814 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2021 5:58am
13th Feb 2021 5:58am
Tomorrow
Svelte, soft and solid wings
Sing the fluid song of freedom
Over this degenerate congregation
A powerful noise, but not a law, nor
ownership
I am the river
And the shadowed wings above it
Morphing as a cloud
Cleansing and clearing all
Damning up the toxic debris
Of desperate foibles, lazy lies
Storied eyes of paranoia, hatred and
boredom
In the distance I hear a nightbird
Her notes are timely and clear
Whispered over wild rose and
honeysuckle
Harmonized with...
Sing the fluid song of freedom
Over this degenerate congregation
A powerful noise, but not a law, nor
ownership
I am the river
And the shadowed wings above it
Morphing as a cloud
Cleansing and clearing all
Damning up the toxic debris
Of desperate foibles, lazy lies
Storied eyes of paranoia, hatred and
boredom
In the distance I hear a nightbird
Her notes are timely and clear
Whispered over wild rose and
honeysuckle
Harmonized with...
#SelfDiscovery
534 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jan 2021 12:33pm
9th Jan 2021 12:33pm
Used To
I used to watch love take over you
Now I watch love snow on you
And leave nothing behind
But the slushy,muddy remnants
Of long ago confusion
God only knows why or how
You could love me
It's a fairytale in a fever dream
But God, I'm grateful
For all your time
And those grey-green eyes
It started so melancholy
Almost like a sales pitch
Crude and pragmatic--
"Are you happy with your late model?
Come on down to Alexander
We'll beat any competitor's price''
Of course the true...
Now I watch love snow on you
And leave nothing behind
But the slushy,muddy remnants
Of long ago confusion
God only knows why or how
You could love me
It's a fairytale in a fever dream
But God, I'm grateful
For all your time
And those grey-green eyes
It started so melancholy
Almost like a sales pitch
Crude and pragmatic--
"Are you happy with your late model?
Come on down to Alexander
We'll beat any competitor's price''
Of course the true...
#faith
471 reads
16 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th Jan 2021 8:54am
7th Jan 2021 8:54am
Sunday Morning
Daddy smiling at me in a dream
With that proud love
That was only his to offer
Warning some blankface
With a half-tamed smile
"If you want to get thrown, try to mess
with my baby"
We were on a holiday
Cottonwood tufts floating in a
mellow summer heat
Viewed from topside angles
A fortress of joy in motion
Then, getting ready to leave
Sudden, strained, hurried
No makeup, no shoes
Running down a grand staircase
With a polar bear and a kitten
Almost comical--the taunting,...
With that proud love
That was only his to offer
Warning some blankface
With a half-tamed smile
"If you want to get thrown, try to mess
with my baby"
We were on a holiday
Cottonwood tufts floating in a
mellow summer heat
Viewed from topside angles
A fortress of joy in motion
Then, getting ready to leave
Sudden, strained, hurried
No makeup, no shoes
Running down a grand staircase
With a polar bear and a kitten
Almost comical--the taunting,...
#love
#grief
#death
347 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Dec 2020 10:12am
28th Dec 2020 10:12am
For Taylor
That you will dream
Hopeful like the maiden
Virgin like the child
Brilliant as the snow
Warm by the fire
That you will learn
All there is to know
In a quiet hollow
Beneath a dome of soul
Not bricks, asphalt, and wire
Through this realm
Of heaven versus hell
The eternal swell
To see the tide from the other side
And swim, swim, swim.
Hopeful like the maiden
Virgin like the child
Brilliant as the snow
Warm by the fire
That you will learn
All there is to know
In a quiet hollow
Beneath a dome of soul
Not bricks, asphalt, and wire
Through this realm
Of heaven versus hell
The eternal swell
To see the tide from the other side
And swim, swim, swim.
#love
#hope
#family #inspirational
#family #inspirational
327 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Dec 2020 8:24am
28th Dec 2020 8:24am
The Drink
Amber sympathy
Make a toast
Toast another
Toast the brain, heart and liver
Send the enigmatic pain
Down the condemnation river
Relief
Let it flow
Let it sink
Warm and slow
Don't tread the wounds
Of the life uncertain
Hide behind hypotheticals
Hypocritical burdens
You have your caffeine, trans fat and porno
Stop living a lie and let it go
Weeds and mosquitos
Dandelions and bees
Nameless nemesis
Shadows the school children
Playing their winning games...
Make a toast
Toast another
Toast the brain, heart and liver
Send the enigmatic pain
Down the condemnation river
Relief
Let it flow
Let it sink
Warm and slow
Don't tread the wounds
Of the life uncertain
Hide behind hypotheticals
Hypocritical burdens
You have your caffeine, trans fat and porno
Stop living a lie and let it go
Weeds and mosquitos
Dandelions and bees
Nameless nemesis
Shadows the school children
Playing their winning games...
#death
#addiction
#hypocrisy
378 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Dec 2020 5:24am
25th Dec 2020 5:24am
Heart of the Hunt
Half alive and tethered
With adrenaline and feathers
Breathing ventilated approval
In your taxidermy shelter
Love Leviathan
Merciless and sparce
Gluing teeth and claws
In the musty dark
Glassy eyes of make believe
I've hung too long to manifest
Or transcend the shape you've left me in
I am a creature of artifice
With adrenaline and feathers
Breathing ventilated approval
In your taxidermy shelter
Love Leviathan
Merciless and sparce
Gluing teeth and claws
In the musty dark
Glassy eyes of make believe
I've hung too long to manifest
Or transcend the shape you've left me in
I am a creature of artifice
#UnrequitedLove
394 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Dec 2020 7:49am
24th Dec 2020 7:49am
Confusion
What plays the art--- confusion?
Do I bundle it up for a cold, bright day
When words and phrases are of one part--
Not pulsating gnats in pollen pockets
Neither too sweet to hear,
But one voice in tune with another.
Do I pull at that thread of progress,
Or see patterns and seams as the process of shelter--
Not phases and mazes
In a patchwork of lies.
How high and dense becomes the purpose,
A class of wisdom too dull to climb:
To reach the purity of dimension---
A...
Do I bundle it up for a cold, bright day
When words and phrases are of one part--
Not pulsating gnats in pollen pockets
Neither too sweet to hear,
But one voice in tune with another.
Do I pull at that thread of progress,
Or see patterns and seams as the process of shelter--
Not phases and mazes
In a patchwork of lies.
How high and dense becomes the purpose,
A class of wisdom too dull to climb:
To reach the purity of dimension---
A...
#forgiveness
#SelfDiscovery
377 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Dec 2020 4:07pm
20th Dec 2020 4:07pm
The Sparrow
I saved a little bird today
A little gypsy sparrow
That came tumbling down on a straight
Line wind
The feathers of a fate ridden arrow
This clumsy, spastic fledgling
Pitched in from a raging storm
So hard and fast she convulsed in shock
Her feathers were twisted and torn
I saved a will to live today
With a strength of heart to soul
I touched her with prayerful hands
As if she could somehow know
I was fighting this morning for both of us
Beyond symbols or metaphor
This felt like second chances...
A little gypsy sparrow
That came tumbling down on a straight
Line wind
The feathers of a fate ridden arrow
This clumsy, spastic fledgling
Pitched in from a raging storm
So hard and fast she convulsed in shock
Her feathers were twisted and torn
I saved a will to live today
With a strength of heart to soul
I touched her with prayerful hands
As if she could somehow know
I was fighting this morning for both of us
Beyond symbols or metaphor
This felt like second chances...
#hope
566 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2020 4:05pm
20th Dec 2020 4:05pm
Rewrite
I've forgotten my defense
So I just don't make a sound
Where my silence carries me
Is everywhere warped and undone
It is of disrepair and disguise
Shameless in the shadows
Of an unexamined life
I tell myself not to trust
Another white flag of recompense
It's just me fighting myself
And we're both out of breath
We have already witnessed
All that can or will happen
In the life of an aging
Shoreless and harborless captain
Our escape may look pathetic, bewildering and wild
Never trust the fortunes you crave
As a...
So I just don't make a sound
Where my silence carries me
Is everywhere warped and undone
It is of disrepair and disguise
Shameless in the shadows
Of an unexamined life
I tell myself not to trust
Another white flag of recompense
It's just me fighting myself
And we're both out of breath
We have already witnessed
All that can or will happen
In the life of an aging
Shoreless and harborless captain
Our escape may look pathetic, bewildering and wild
Never trust the fortunes you crave
As a...
#SelfDiscovery
362 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2020 5:30pm
7th Dec 2020 5:30pm
Hooray for Hollywood
Hi" art
Straight necked, open-toed Versace fiasco
Eighteen years old girls drinking 30 year old wine
The interviewer, Mr Microphone
Sweating with the one and only possible question: age of consent
Giggle giggle
Snort snort
Smile wide -- with your tongue this time
Make it surreally sincere
For dead eyes
In the circus side show, View Master, Rub-a-Dub Dolly debris
Dream Fighter
Diva Las Vegas
Dog Shows
With the slickest shade of lip stick
And the firmest thigh
Hair trick
Chick flick ...
Straight necked, open-toed Versace fiasco
Eighteen years old girls drinking 30 year old wine
The interviewer, Mr Microphone
Sweating with the one and only possible question: age of consent
Giggle giggle
Snort snort
Smile wide -- with your tongue this time
Make it surreally sincere
For dead eyes
In the circus side show, View Master, Rub-a-Dub Dolly debris
Dream Fighter
Diva Las Vegas
Dog Shows
With the slickest shade of lip stick
And the firmest thigh
Hair trick
Chick flick ...
#dreams
313 reads
4 Comments
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