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.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Dec 2020 1:29pm
6th Dec 2020 1:29pm
The Philosopher, The Lover and The Poet
Wake yourself up at 4 in the morning
To prove the lover wrong
And the poet non-existent
Drink your chamomile
Then work it around the other way
The lover was right, the poet exists,
Goodnight
Wake up at 8
Nothing seems right
The philosopher feels dead
Missing too much sleep
Sacrifices, burnt offerings for the lover
Again
Or
Poet, give this a spin
It will get you even higher
There's a spot on her lung
But I stopped smoking
That was 2007
Who's there? Who's talking?
Not enough saviors ...
To prove the lover wrong
And the poet non-existent
Drink your chamomile
Then work it around the other way
The lover was right, the poet exists,
Goodnight
Wake up at 8
Nothing seems right
The philosopher feels dead
Missing too much sleep
Sacrifices, burnt offerings for the lover
Again
Or
Poet, give this a spin
It will get you even higher
There's a spot on her lung
But I stopped smoking
That was 2007
Who's there? Who's talking?
Not enough saviors ...
#regret
#loneliness
#fear
383 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2020 1:52pm
24th Nov 2020 1:52pm
Friend
Sweet, synchronized, shameless moment
Cradles abandon--the wordless prayer
Tears in tune with abiding care
Rare
Questions I answer, I ask of you
Be still with me
Ambition in blue
You're not too right
I'm not too wrong
An introjection; indistinctive sing along
Because you are fair
We can fare well--No more to barter
The uncompromising sell.
Cradles abandon--the wordless prayer
Tears in tune with abiding care
Rare
Questions I answer, I ask of you
Be still with me
Ambition in blue
You're not too right
I'm not too wrong
An introjection; indistinctive sing along
Because you are fair
We can fare well--No more to barter
The uncompromising sell.
#friendship
402 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Nov 2020 6:11am
24th Nov 2020 6:11am
Something I Have Done
Something I have done
This axis tilts against me
Some nimble niche in time
Their marble faces apon me
Some stoic Irish resilience
Heaven's fire and Hell's resistance
I stare at the scene
Tame behaviorists in a dream
Mad inventors go insane
Broken insects down the drain
Embarrassing
That I should embarrass you
By being me
Your majesty in entropy
Eloping
Should I elope with myself
Spirit to spit
I contradict the deficit and start a new
Should I start off being you
We all want...
This axis tilts against me
Some nimble niche in time
Their marble faces apon me
Some stoic Irish resilience
Heaven's fire and Hell's resistance
I stare at the scene
Tame behaviorists in a dream
Mad inventors go insane
Broken insects down the drain
Embarrassing
That I should embarrass you
By being me
Your majesty in entropy
Eloping
Should I elope with myself
Spirit to spit
I contradict the deficit and start a new
Should I start off being you
We all want...
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration
#disappointment
#bittersweet
398 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2020 1:36pm
22nd Nov 2020 1:36pm
Doesn't Everyone Do That
My old, sweet refrain
Beckoning in the night
Wide awake with fright
Doesn't everyone do that?
Should I call that old number
Subdivide a little guilt
For the shame of love rebuilt
Doesn't everyone do that?
I watched his eyes do that thing again
Reaching for the wanted need
Should he paint it black or let it bleed?
Doesn't everyone do that?
Beckoning in the night
Wide awake with fright
Doesn't everyone do that?
Should I call that old number
Subdivide a little guilt
For the shame of love rebuilt
Doesn't everyone do that?
I watched his eyes do that thing again
Reaching for the wanted need
Should he paint it black or let it bleed?
Doesn't everyone do that?
#anxiety
#shame
#confusion #fear
#confusion #fear
378 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Nov 2020 1:20pm
21st Nov 2020 1:20pm
Guilt
Tornadic guilt
Like a familial acid test; A quilt of
Generational unrest
From mother to son
To father to daughter
Reaper of suburbs
Reaping for lawyers
Mother, I detest your ways
Your promises like mangy strays
Your purple, pathos, palsied youth
Transcending in hedonistic brew
And if I might I could not stew
The white rabbit that lives
Inside of you
Father, I abhor your methods
Fear and loathing as your weapons
You cry on a dime for the unbridled song
The shivering keys
In your wrath sing...
Like a familial acid test; A quilt of
Generational unrest
From mother to son
To father to daughter
Reaper of suburbs
Reaping for lawyers
Mother, I detest your ways
Your promises like mangy strays
Your purple, pathos, palsied youth
Transcending in hedonistic brew
And if I might I could not stew
The white rabbit that lives
Inside of you
Father, I abhor your methods
Fear and loathing as your weapons
You cry on a dime for the unbridled song
The shivering keys
In your wrath sing...
#depression
#dark
#hurt
505 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2020 7:47pm
13th Oct 2020 7:47pm
Re: Rehearsal
I've rehearsed all my life
for this one woman show
I try to stand tall
Try to walk in deeper growth
Try not to say "I" all the damned time
I keep trying to tell you
it's not hunger, but starvation
You say, "you're only in your first draft"
"You must perfect your pain"
I think you are cruel
You say, "you are not thinking!"
I can't stand the consternation
I'm sick to death of these sea legs
Of memories recreating themselves
In their deafmute alienation chambers
I collapse into dead pan
In...
for this one woman show
I try to stand tall
Try to walk in deeper growth
Try not to say "I" all the damned time
I keep trying to tell you
it's not hunger, but starvation
You say, "you're only in your first draft"
"You must perfect your pain"
I think you are cruel
You say, "you are not thinking!"
I can't stand the consternation
I'm sick to death of these sea legs
Of memories recreating themselves
In their deafmute alienation chambers
I collapse into dead pan
In...
#loneliness
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
596 reads
10 Comments
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