Submissions by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An inner passion drives me to the pen, not something that I sought, or thought was mine; and it was very late in my life when I found my joy in meter and in rhyme!
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th May 2019 10:32pm
5th May 2019 10:32pm
Ivory Dome
Across the Indian subcontinent
Impenetrable languages I hear
A pilgrim westerner, itinerant
May fate illuminate this worn sightseer.
My journey seeking answers, years I’ve trekked
First, Italy, the Holy Catholic Church,
Then, on to India, (no disrespect)
My goal: complete the consummate research!
Is Moksha State of Bliss the true ideal?
The intersection, Brahman and my soul?
Ignite new understanding, not of zeal—
But iris of existence, opened, whole?
It’s now been many years, since I left home—
But, I have yet...
Impenetrable languages I hear
A pilgrim westerner, itinerant
May fate illuminate this worn sightseer.
My journey seeking answers, years I’ve trekked
First, Italy, the Holy Catholic Church,
Then, on to India, (no disrespect)
My goal: complete the consummate research!
Is Moksha State of Bliss the true ideal?
The intersection, Brahman and my soul?
Ignite new understanding, not of zeal—
But iris of existence, opened, whole?
It’s now been many years, since I left home—
But, I have yet...
#spiritual
#rhyming
#sonnet
486 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
20th Apr 2019 8:38pm
20th Apr 2019 8:38pm
Pirate 1 - Tortuga
quatern
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
If wind this fair shall carry on
The pirates’ refuge held by might
Against the crown’s own lackeyed pawns
The crew will mutiny unless
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
Our raid was cursed with no success
Jamaica Sloop ran from our fight
No prey since seen, a long fortnight
With rations slim, we’re heading home
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
And drink our fill by sand and foam
This style of life is ending soon
All buccaneers now share my plight
On...
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
If wind this fair shall carry on
The pirates’ refuge held by might
Against the crown’s own lackeyed pawns
The crew will mutiny unless
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
Our raid was cursed with no success
Jamaica Sloop ran from our fight
No prey since seen, a long fortnight
With rations slim, we’re heading home
We’ll make Tortuga by tonight
And drink our fill by sand and foam
This style of life is ending soon
All buccaneers now share my plight
On...
#rhyming
#historical
334 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2019 4:38pm
23rd Mar 2019 4:38pm
Light 'em Up
In darkness floats a lonely orb
Inhabited by lonely folk
Their universe is harsh and cold
An existential dirty joke
Find a candle!
Little sparks through history
Philosophers and sages, bold
Dismissed, as feeble sophistry
And so, the dark retains control
Light a candle!
Even though their hearts cry out
They choose the darkness, cold and dank
They mock the light, as too devout
And chase the things most foul and rank
Light your candle!
Alone, you can’t illume...
Inhabited by lonely folk
Their universe is harsh and cold
An existential dirty joke
Find a candle!
Little sparks through history
Philosophers and sages, bold
Dismissed, as feeble sophistry
And so, the dark retains control
Light a candle!
Even though their hearts cry out
They choose the darkness, cold and dank
They mock the light, as too devout
And chase the things most foul and rank
Light your candle!
Alone, you can’t illume...
#love
#spiritual
451 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Mar 2019 10:41pm
5th Mar 2019 10:41pm
Carnal Nights
quatern
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Enjoined from dreamscape’s lewd delights
By morning’s rays, like cell bars drawn
My punishment for carnal nights
From slumber’s escapades, betrayed
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Sweet touch of randy nymphs, forbade
From phallus sanctioned and withdrawn
My favored succubus foregone
I wake, forsaken, craving sleep
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Imprisoned, impotent and weak
Have mercy, Hypnos! Grant me sleep!
Frustrated by a flaccid yawn,
Convicted by the dreams I...
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Enjoined from dreamscape’s lewd delights
By morning’s rays, like cell bars drawn
My punishment for carnal nights
From slumber’s escapades, betrayed
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Sweet touch of randy nymphs, forbade
From phallus sanctioned and withdrawn
My favored succubus foregone
I wake, forsaken, craving sleep
Remanded to the jail of dawn
Imprisoned, impotent and weak
Have mercy, Hypnos! Grant me sleep!
Frustrated by a flaccid yawn,
Convicted by the dreams I...
#lust
#dreams
#rhyming #frustration
#rhyming #frustration
489 reads
6 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2019 6:07pm
3rd Mar 2019 6:07pm
Where are They?
Legions of old
once assembled
fervent voices spoke as one
Where are they?
Once hand-in-hand
Strangers yet bothers and sisters
Chanting out, wanting to be there
Where are they?
Old now
Age muting devotion
Comfort muffled rage
Where are they?
Progeny
Two generations, more
Coddled by false justice
Symbolism over substance
Justice warrior avatars
Where have they gone?
once assembled
fervent voices spoke as one
Where are they?
Once hand-in-hand
Strangers yet bothers and sisters
Chanting out, wanting to be there
Where are they?
Old now
Age muting devotion
Comfort muffled rage
Where are they?
Progeny
Two generations, more
Coddled by false justice
Symbolism over substance
Justice warrior avatars
Where have they gone?
#regret
#politics
#aging #DeniseLevertov
#aging #DeniseLevertov
567 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Mar 2019 2:57am
1st Mar 2019 2:57am
Nature's Kiss
By morning glow on bridge and stream
Arrives the light of new day’s bloom
The Vernal looms, or so it seems
Intent to birth forth from her womb
The frozen hills and woods rejoice
The sun returns, the earth to warm
This morning drowns out winter’s voice
In righteousness, the world transformed
The victory of springtime, nigh
As foe of warmth shall melt away
The forest creatures, wakened, sigh
As if to God almighty, pray;
But, peace of winter shall be missed!
Where is the north wind’s holy place?
It’s...
Arrives the light of new day’s bloom
The Vernal looms, or so it seems
Intent to birth forth from her womb
The frozen hills and woods rejoice
The sun returns, the earth to warm
This morning drowns out winter’s voice
In righteousness, the world transformed
The victory of springtime, nigh
As foe of warmth shall melt away
The forest creatures, wakened, sigh
As if to God almighty, pray;
But, peace of winter shall be missed!
Where is the north wind’s holy place?
It’s...
#nature
#rhyming
#winter
#spring
#RalphWaldoEmerson
689 reads
7 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Feb 2019 2:41am
27th Feb 2019 2:41am
Vellum Soul
quatern
My vellum soul on acid trip
Chromatic sight and psyche stretched
I’m playing life by brinkmanship
Impoverished, a shriveled letch
Reality cognition spills
My vellum soul on acid trip
My ink upon her parchment quilled
I signed with venal penmanship
My will is spent in yearning's grip
As debt surmounts because I crave
My vellum soul on acid trip
Accession to my early grave
My psychedelic way of life
Perception neutered, spirit stripped
Condemns me to lament, despite
My vellum soul...
My vellum soul on acid trip
Chromatic sight and psyche stretched
I’m playing life by brinkmanship
Impoverished, a shriveled letch
Reality cognition spills
My vellum soul on acid trip
My ink upon her parchment quilled
I signed with venal penmanship
My will is spent in yearning's grip
As debt surmounts because I crave
My vellum soul on acid trip
Accession to my early grave
My psychedelic way of life
Perception neutered, spirit stripped
Condemns me to lament, despite
My vellum soul...
#rhyming
446 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Feb 2019 00:43am
27th Feb 2019 00:43am
Bubble
#lust
#rhyming
#funny
429 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2019 10:10pm
24th Feb 2019 10:10pm
With Jealous Zeal
With jealous zeal, my parchment keep
The ink thereon did not come cheap!
My passion bled, foregoing sleep
My fantasies are mine to keep!
If you dare to touch my heap
I’ll assure
My wrath you’ll reap!
The ink thereon did not come cheap!
My passion bled, foregoing sleep
My fantasies are mine to keep!
If you dare to touch my heap
I’ll assure
My wrath you’ll reap!
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
328 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Feb 2019 2:27am
24th Feb 2019 2:27am
Boring
sapphic stanzas
Standing on the side of a bridge, he shouted
Hate for all the world he had once so touted.
“Suicide is best,” he no longer doubted,
“Life is too boring…”
Cloying losers, all of his “friends” were humdrum
Lifeless stodgy people, he could not become
One of their kind, better to die and be done
With all of their shit.
As he stood there, thinking about his trouble,
He was asked for money, a hungry hobo—
Who he made to listen, befuddled. Hobo
Pushed him right over!
Standing on the side of a bridge, he shouted
Hate for all the world he had once so touted.
“Suicide is best,” he no longer doubted,
“Life is too boring…”
Cloying losers, all of his “friends” were humdrum
Lifeless stodgy people, he could not become
One of their kind, better to die and be done
With all of their shit.
As he stood there, thinking about his trouble,
He was asked for money, a hungry hobo—
Who he made to listen, befuddled. Hobo
Pushed him right over!
#depression
#rhyming
#funny
415 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2019 2:50pm
23rd Feb 2019 2:50pm
Nyx
quatern
With furtive whispers through the gate
Of slumber, tasking passion’s dreams
In sacrifice to Nyx, prostrate
Caught, impotent against her schemes
The senses’ twilight fades in gloom
With furtive whispers through the gate
Erotic fear wafts like perfume
Enslaved to her licentious fete
Seductive vapor stirs, frustrates,
As pleasured strokes debase her thrall
With furtive whispers through the gate
Foretelling tortures to befall
The succubus, with blade in hand
Now poised and eager to castrate...
With furtive whispers through the gate
Of slumber, tasking passion’s dreams
In sacrifice to Nyx, prostrate
Caught, impotent against her schemes
The senses’ twilight fades in gloom
With furtive whispers through the gate
Erotic fear wafts like perfume
Enslaved to her licentious fete
Seductive vapor stirs, frustrates,
As pleasured strokes debase her thrall
With furtive whispers through the gate
Foretelling tortures to befall
The succubus, with blade in hand
Now poised and eager to castrate...
#BDSM
#rhyming
#nightmares
594 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2019 1:31pm
10th Feb 2019 1:31pm
Night's Illusion
a quatern
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My suffering is not for sale!
Why is your sense of courtly love
to torture me beyond the pale?
My protest, neutered, by your pride
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My tongue, the stallion that you ride
To mock the semblance of true love!
In life, your gentle heart behooves
But in my dreams, you dominate
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My flesh is roasting on your grate.
My masculinity, subdued,
In dreamscape proffered, just because
Your warmth...
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My suffering is not for sale!
Why is your sense of courtly love
to torture me beyond the pale?
My protest, neutered, by your pride
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My tongue, the stallion that you ride
To mock the semblance of true love!
In life, your gentle heart behooves
But in my dreams, you dominate
The night’s illusion, pain thereof;
My flesh is roasting on your grate.
My masculinity, subdued,
In dreamscape proffered, just because
Your warmth...
#lust
#dreams
#BDSM #rhyming
#BDSM #rhyming
399 reads
6 Comments
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