Submissions by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
poe-tree is my home, away from home. I scribble a hell of a lot. some I put here / some I don't. depends how I feel on the day!
In Rest
A picture of her smiling face
and the hook,
caught my eye
Stopped my scroll
The post concluded with
a cause of death...
Wasn't the cancer,
-A broken heart
filled the casket
And Fuck!
I've lived with this one
for 30 years,
-no mercy
offered
Some luck
goes unrealised
Now, she'll never know.
and the hook,
caught my eye
Stopped my scroll
The post concluded with
a cause of death...
Wasn't the cancer,
-A broken heart
filled the casket
And Fuck!
I've lived with this one
for 30 years,
-no mercy
offered
Some luck
goes unrealised
Now, she'll never know.
#death
#depression
#heartbroken
49 reads
3 Comments
of lawyers, computer techs & doctors
using my book
as a cap brim
shielding sharp prisms
of glass reflection
watering eyes
as ducks glide
across the dam
grass blades jump to tickle
the sides of my hands
which pillar the worn body
to the soft lawn
african monologues
perform through
morning mist
settling into choruses
a gecko swiftly shuttles
-taxi through
the traffic
of ants
wearing dust...
as a cap brim
shielding sharp prisms
of glass reflection
watering eyes
as ducks glide
across the dam
grass blades jump to tickle
the sides of my hands
which pillar the worn body
to the soft lawn
african monologues
perform through
morning mist
settling into choruses
a gecko swiftly shuttles
-taxi through
the traffic
of ants
wearing dust...
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
618 reads
16 Comments
- G R E E D -
words are not honey
when stuck in a head
for the love of money
when stuck in a head
for the love of money
#money
#greed
644 reads
14 Comments
A Game So Universal .
In a broken universe
a dose of adrenaline
is art's voice to draw on
-poetry's voice of reason;
being a spoon full of belief
is education's book to hold
and engineering's space
of theory.
In a broken universe
being an erotic moment
is a lonely soul's love of
history
- a maniac's placed
geography.
There can only be love
-while shattered fragments
of cracked glass
are all that leaves a heart. ...
a dose of adrenaline
is art's voice to draw on
-poetry's voice of reason;
being a spoon full of belief
is education's book to hold
and engineering's space
of theory.
In a broken universe
being an erotic moment
is a lonely soul's love of
history
- a maniac's placed
geography.
There can only be love
-while shattered fragments
of cracked glass
are all that leaves a heart. ...
#love
#BestFriend
#LifeAsAWriter #admiration
#LifeAsAWriter #admiration
679 reads
of friendship & acquaintance (a journal entry of visions)
1.
this first letter
posted to the queen
needing to protect her tea
seen floating through
Cape Town, where
Atlantic oceans kissed
the Indian sea
2.
relationships built in pain,
tears, broken hearts,
grease under finger nails,
walks through mountains
transporting water in pails.
3.
life is not easy
there's enough street in your blood
to know sacrifice
enough tear in your make up
to preach suffering
4.
placing christmas cards
on a mantelpiece ...
this first letter
posted to the queen
needing to protect her tea
seen floating through
Cape Town, where
Atlantic oceans kissed
the Indian sea
2.
relationships built in pain,
tears, broken hearts,
grease under finger nails,
walks through mountains
transporting water in pails.
3.
life is not easy
there's enough street in your blood
to know sacrifice
enough tear in your make up
to preach suffering
4.
placing christmas cards
on a mantelpiece ...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#StreamOfConsciousness
#nonfiction
#metaphor
513 reads
11 Comments
An Electric Ode To Kahn
Lightning light me up, illuminate like fireflies
Medusa magic cast my dreams in stone" Kahn Morbee
ANC fairytales,
are not the same as the memory of The Roxy
-that midnight you taught men to wear eye-liner
just, one of many times you upped the game
"we promised our parents, we were just having fun!"
in front of a piano, choosing ivory, smiling at it's name
thinking of stardust galaxies and the road to china ...
Medusa magic cast my dreams in stone" Kahn Morbee
ANC fairytales,
are not the same as the memory of The Roxy
-that midnight you taught men to wear eye-liner
just, one of many times you upped the game
"we promised our parents, we were just having fun!"
in front of a piano, choosing ivory, smiling at it's name
thinking of stardust galaxies and the road to china ...
#birthday
#gratitude
#admiration #respect
#admiration #respect
519 reads
6 Comments
this is a dying poem
we can only hope
the mess
calling themselves
your parents, mentioned
that you're dying
yes, we all end up dead
some people
stay married through it
others don't
some do it
holding hands with love
others never experience
the emotion
there will be those
who dance through it
while many will
never have heard
the music
move their body
you'll find the types ...
the mess
calling themselves
your parents, mentioned
that you're dying
yes, we all end up dead
some people
stay married through it
others don't
some do it
holding hands with love
others never experience
the emotion
there will be those
who dance through it
while many will
never have heard
the music
move their body
you'll find the types ...
#death
#LifeCycle
#rebirth
518 reads
21 Comments
5 Magical Things To Say
with 6 minimal explanations ]
"I love you"
a phrase often misunderstood
especially when the intentions
in the history were good
"Me too"
I say to the world of waves
-of arrows and punk like
mohicans, which also save
"New shoes"
an answer to stains
when polishing reflections
in the mirrors of pain
"Teenagers"
is all we were then
adolescents who hadn't yet
understood, the importance of zen
...
"I love you"
a phrase often misunderstood
especially when the intentions
in the history were good
"Me too"
I say to the world of waves
-of arrows and punk like
mohicans, which also save
"New shoes"
an answer to stains
when polishing reflections
in the mirrors of pain
"Teenagers"
is all we were then
adolescents who hadn't yet
understood, the importance of zen
...
#dialogue
#magic
#minimalist #StreamOfConsciousness
#minimalist #StreamOfConsciousness
607 reads
10 Comments
day one of a new life .
adam, still starry-eyed
talking apples
and possibilities
of biting into the
forbidden
it makes
the lady
blush,scream,moan
-digging dark nails
into white cotton
while curtains wave
the evening breeze ...
#love
#lust
#narrative
#sensual
#erotic
436 reads
2 Comments
730 reads
7 Comments
That Day Barbie Walked Into Wacken
hold onto your knickers, this may roar
Some things are underground for a reason
Much mush
pretty make up
and half dressed
mannequins
have throughout history
tried to turn
the hardest
of the underground movements
into pretty-tinsel-laced
e v e r y d a y
environments
It makes
as much fucking sense as
Michael Jackson
being headmaster
of kindergarten
So while you read this
thinking
"yes but" ...
Some things are underground for a reason
Much mush
pretty make up
and half dressed
mannequins
have throughout history
tried to turn
the hardest
of the underground movements
into pretty-tinsel-laced
e v e r y d a y
environments
It makes
as much fucking sense as
Michael Jackson
being headmaster
of kindergarten
So while you read this
thinking
"yes but" ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
548 reads
6 Comments
A Youngster Asked For Poetry Advice
put pen to paper
strip the ego
breathe
intended words
slipping emotions
with devotion
writing
is a personal moment
time for self reflection
to gift your voice
of reason
if you do it often enough
the air in your lungs
exhale "lines"
while blood is pumping
metaphors
you'll find yourself
personifying doors
editing
is like the sun ...
strip the ego
breathe
intended words
slipping emotions
with devotion
writing
is a personal moment
time for self reflection
to gift your voice
of reason
if you do it often enough
the air in your lungs
exhale "lines"
while blood is pumping
metaphors
you'll find yourself
personifying doors
editing
is like the sun ...
#motivational
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#reading
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
433 reads
12 Comments
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