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 moments-like these.
Forking out more cash
than the president has
just to maintain life
chews at my heart like
vultures on a skinless
carcass
(though, the heart is just a shape.)
Does it matter
that I’m unacceptable?
Who knows yet we can label it.
If they asked me to
choose a relationship status
with choices like
single or
taken
I’d almost certainly
ink the words
“who fucking cares”
to the monitor
in permanent marker
then...
than the president has
just to maintain life
chews at my heart like
vultures on a skinless
carcass
(though, the heart is just a shape.)
Does it matter
that I’m unacceptable?
Who knows yet we can label it.
If they asked me to
choose a relationship status
with choices like
single or
taken
I’d almost certainly
ink the words
“who fucking cares”
to the monitor
in permanent marker
then...
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Dedication .
She raises the house
hits, that last note
as the lights go down
and the curtains close
Hear the words
“encore”
erupt
Men dreaming, woman even more
"Monsieur," she says subtly to the
moustache in the front row, as she
moulds the final applause
Masterfully she demands ovation
once more
Every heart stops
Every sound ends
Eclipse lights, that theatre, the
evangelical angel sings again
erupting this, today’s performance
number four
Never a bad night
Not a sour hour
Naked...
hits, that last note
as the lights go down
and the curtains close
Hear the words
“encore”
erupt
Men dreaming, woman even more
"Monsieur," she says subtly to the
moustache in the front row, as she
moulds the final applause
Masterfully she demands ovation
once more
Every heart stops
Every sound ends
Eclipse lights, that theatre, the
evangelical angel sings again
erupting this, today’s performance
number four
Never a bad night
Not a sour hour
Naked...
#happiness
#dreams
#LifeChangingMoment
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A New Word Today .
Invented a new word today
happened when walking
up the hill
Along the cobble path
past the
fruitless Avocado
[a majestic tree]
Looked at the now
dried fresh water spring
where many a white dove
had bathed before;
today, just barren and bare
I arrived at the Olive
there stood my tree
[that I had visited so many times before]
suffering the winter
and the autumn before it
To tell the story
I needed a word
so I...
happened when walking
up the hill
Along the cobble path
past the
fruitless Avocado
[a majestic tree]
Looked at the now
dried fresh water spring
where many a white dove
had bathed before;
today, just barren and bare
I arrived at the Olive
there stood my tree
[that I had visited so many times before]
suffering the winter
and the autumn before it
To tell the story
I needed a word
so I...
#courage
#forgiveness
#storm
#fall
#despair
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DU Poetry : Submissions by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)