Submissions by RWCJR (RWCJR Robert)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2019 3:24pm
13th May 2019 3:24pm
May Flowers
May showers, for days; that reign.
Overflows the heart too!
That is currently overflowing,
with its own rain.
Brackish, - it pools upon the soul’s foor.
Overflows the heart too!
That is currently overflowing,
with its own rain.
Brackish, - it pools upon the soul’s foor.
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
490 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th May 2019 4:31pm
4th May 2019 4:31pm
Brevity
Brevity. Precise!
With words chosen, some;
like the hangman’s device.
Some, like the young lady, - fully abloom!
Sitting in the cliche of sugar and spice!
With words chosen, some;
like the hangman’s device.
Some, like the young lady, - fully abloom!
Sitting in the cliche of sugar and spice!
#WritingPoetry
#FirstLove
465 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th May 2019 2:46pm
4th May 2019 2:46pm
He wrote
He wrote her a poem; - his love!
But he burned it.
He hasn't one, anymore!
Or any
Life’s hedgerows absorbed.
But he burned it.
He hasn't one, anymore!
Or any
Life’s hedgerows absorbed.
#love
#depression
#betrayal
426 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd May 2019 9:43pm
2nd May 2019 9:43pm
Haunted
The one was a bit more haunted; than the other.
The other waited to be called.
The one stomped headlong!
The other waited to be called.
The one stomped headlong!
#depression
#art
367 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Apr 2019 7:34pm
28th Apr 2019 7:34pm
Perception
The ones that we think are fairly good;
must be the ones that suck!
And the ones we think suck!
must be the ones that maybe could, - get Sylvia aroused!
As she comes down from the heights to scratch on the granite:
“Don’t throw them away! at least give them to me!
leave them here! - beneath the cypress tree. Or on the landing.”
must be the ones that suck!
And the ones we think suck!
must be the ones that maybe could, - get Sylvia aroused!
As she comes down from the heights to scratch on the granite:
“Don’t throw them away! at least give them to me!
leave them here! - beneath the cypress tree. Or on the landing.”
#dreams
#fiction
341 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Apr 2019 6:39pm
28th Apr 2019 6:39pm
Slate
The gray glistens, on slate awash with tears.
That fell from the gray sad rafters.
Amid the low sky, blue beyond; but then black.
Where art thou my makeshift Juliet?
I’ve your promise! hidden; wisely in an old burlap sack.
They'll never find it, it’s safe with me!
Oh look! the hopeful heart too is glistening!
That fell from the gray sad rafters.
Amid the low sky, blue beyond; but then black.
Where art thou my makeshift Juliet?
I’ve your promise! hidden; wisely in an old burlap sack.
They'll never find it, it’s safe with me!
Oh look! the hopeful heart too is glistening!
#sadness
#love
350 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Apr 2019 5:24pm
16th Apr 2019 5:24pm
Look
Look! out the window Robert, springtime is at play.
Take my hand, and with our love we’ll invade.
Two bumble bees are tumbling, frolicking; in love too!
And the Tulips have unfolded, we’re all in bloom.
The fish are happy! they smile and try to speak;
the surface of their world is glistening Pink.
And the sun he’s overflowing with his misty morning gleam.
Love is the concept. Love too is in the fluffy trees.
Take my hand, and with our love we’ll invade.
Two bumble bees are tumbling, frolicking; in love too!
And the Tulips have unfolded, we’re all in bloom.
The fish are happy! they smile and try to speak;
the surface of their world is glistening Pink.
And the sun he’s overflowing with his misty morning gleam.
Love is the concept. Love too is in the fluffy trees.
#love
#flowers
#spring
371 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2019 2:38pm
3rd Mar 2019 2:38pm
Day Dreaming
At a red light in Lancaster was a very pretty Amish woman,
scootin’ on a scooter !
I scooted up beside her, on a scooter in my play,
and whispered into her bonnet;
”I wish we’d met sooner, like, on a hot summer day”
scootin’ on a scooter !
I scooted up beside her, on a scooter in my play,
and whispered into her bonnet;
”I wish we’d met sooner, like, on a hot summer day”
#women
373 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2019 2:09pm
3rd Mar 2019 2:09pm
All aboard! and Strangers too!
She looked,
gently smiled,
and then the other way
she looked,
away;
and went.
I was looking at her,
I knew what she meant,
and she did too;
so I followed her,
we both went, . . .
gently smiled,
and then the other way
she looked,
away;
and went.
I was looking at her,
I knew what she meant,
and she did too;
so I followed her,
we both went, . . .
#lust
#lover
381 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2019 3:32am
3rd Mar 2019 3:32am
Awoken
When you are awoken in the night,
your thoughts not captured in.
They stroll along the edge of the seam
where reality absorbs the realistic dream.
Pull them back, don't let them wander,
the words of Poe may be mixed with twilights slumber.
Some with tragedy some with wonder.
Do you ever wonder ?
Where the Raven upon The Tempest did truly go.
Do you ever wonder where your wandering might go,
when pulled off the stage of this surrealistic show.
your thoughts not captured in.
They stroll along the edge of the seam
where reality absorbs the realistic dream.
Pull them back, don't let them wander,
the words of Poe may be mixed with twilights slumber.
Some with tragedy some with wonder.
Do you ever wonder ?
Where the Raven upon The Tempest did truly go.
Do you ever wonder where your wandering might go,
when pulled off the stage of this surrealistic show.
#TruthOfLife
367 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2019 00:04am
26th Feb 2019 00:04am
Not Agape
Divine, so; sublime,
love, its love, a slight overtone of true love;
the two lovers in love love love’s love bestowed upon the love
they share, a love the love, someday will hand one
of the two lovers in love with love’s love a heart held bucket full of love’s despair.
love, its love, a slight overtone of true love;
the two lovers in love love love’s love bestowed upon the love
they share, a love the love, someday will hand one
of the two lovers in love with love’s love a heart held bucket full of love’s despair.
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
395 reads
2 Comments
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