Submissions by Rew
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i came to this page to write something jeez, I've forgotten what...Ah, yes, I've been stuck inside my own head too manyyears now, to come out and play...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Apr 2025 8:55pm
10th Apr 2025 8:55pm
The Return of Eden.
This husk for thoughts, this pod for wits,
this disseminater of the pits
shouldering within to its goal
the uncomplaining, unknown, soul.
In symbiosis with the flesh
in waiting, ordure, earth refresh,
the hidden thing within on death
released becomes God's lost breath.
From leaders all comes this cry
copulate quick before you die,
produce air, no less, for the Throne
and fertilizer from your bone.
The Earth, for bloom, and God for sigh
wait patient for freed souls to fly,
to bring Him back His long lost...
this disseminater of the pits
shouldering within to its goal
the uncomplaining, unknown, soul.
In symbiosis with the flesh
in waiting, ordure, earth refresh,
the hidden thing within on death
released becomes God's lost breath.
From leaders all comes this cry
copulate quick before you die,
produce air, no less, for the Throne
and fertilizer from your bone.
The Earth, for bloom, and God for sigh
wait patient for freed souls to fly,
to bring Him back His long lost...
#rhyming
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Mar 2025 5:15pm
29th Mar 2025 5:15pm
Memories of Lesbos
Womanhood has such magic within it
think; Songs of Hestia from her secret dell,
that the feminine in some men is spirited
to strike the shackles off of their man made hell.
It can compel a girl to leave her father's hearth
or a woman vacate her husband's rude bed,
and feel no remorse as they are moved to part
from the false authority of manly heads.
Don't think, Hoplite, those citizen warriors,
grooming each, naked, preparing to die at fight,
but rather think Aphrodite's sacred whores
welcoming little deaths on holy nights. ...
think; Songs of Hestia from her secret dell,
that the feminine in some men is spirited
to strike the shackles off of their man made hell.
It can compel a girl to leave her father's hearth
or a woman vacate her husband's rude bed,
and feel no remorse as they are moved to part
from the false authority of manly heads.
Don't think, Hoplite, those citizen warriors,
grooming each, naked, preparing to die at fight,
but rather think Aphrodite's sacred whores
welcoming little deaths on holy nights. ...
#sonnet
82 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2025 7:18pm
20th Mar 2025 7:18pm
Strong words+
age, air, alcohol, ale, amber, ammo, ankle, apart, ape, apple, arms, arrows, ass, athleticness, aunt, back, bacon, bag, bags, bailiffs, ball, ballerina, band, bandit, bang, bank, banker, bar, barrel, batter, battle, baying, bears, beasts, beautician, bed, bee, bees, bell, belle, bells, belly, belts, bike, birch, bird, birds, birth, bishop, blackberry, blades, bleed, blind, blocked, blood, bloody, blow, blowing, blows, boards, boat, bodies, body, bomb, bone, bones, book, boom, boomerangs, boot, boots, booze, bottles, bouquets, boutique, bowl, bows, box, boy, boys, brain, brains, brass,...
#prose
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2025 7:12pm
20th Mar 2025 7:12pm
415 words of old Will
academe, accommodation, accused, addiction, admirable, advertising, aerial, amazement, anchovy, arch-villain, arouse, assassination, bacheolorship, backing, bandit, barber, barefaced, baseless, beached, beachy, bedabble, belly, besmirch, bet, bethump, birthplace, black-faced, blanket, blooded, bloodsucking, blushing, blusterer, bodikins, braggartism, brisky, broomstaff, budger, cake, caked, canopy, carrier, castigate, cater, catlike, champion, cheap, chimney-top, chopped, churchlike, clangor, cold, cold-blooded, compact, comply, compromise, consanguineous, coppernose, courtship, cow, critic,...
#WilliamShakespeare
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2025 7:29am
21st Feb 2025 7:29am
Rew & Prew
I shall dig you up, my Mother,
then lay my body on your bones
and we shall meld with one another
Mother, we shall birth a clone.
My brain's indeed enough for two
your memories are intact
we shall twin again be Rew and Prue
to regain that which we lack.
So lie still Mother, lie easy,
please do not torment me so
although I feel a little queasy
I've not much further to go.
then lay my body on your bones
and we shall meld with one another
Mother, we shall birth a clone.
My brain's indeed enough for two
your memories are intact
we shall twin again be Rew and Prue
to regain that which we lack.
So lie still Mother, lie easy,
please do not torment me so
although I feel a little queasy
I've not much further to go.
#dark
#funny
#rhyming
68 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Feb 2025 7:34pm
20th Feb 2025 7:34pm
The last of the Oomegoolie Birds
Though the Oomegoolie bird was well endowed
it made its nest among sharp cacti plants
then caws out oomegoolies very loud,
On return to his nest erect and proud,
to bill and coo to find then squeak, " I can't "
tho' the Oomegoolie bird was well endowed...
So he lived, celibate, not on a cloud
no Ma to confide, no sis, Pa, or aunt
tho' he cawed out oomegoolies very loud,
And no mate to mate that he could've wowed
his world lacked even a sniff of talent ...
it made its nest among sharp cacti plants
then caws out oomegoolies very loud,
On return to his nest erect and proud,
to bill and coo to find then squeak, " I can't "
tho' the Oomegoolie bird was well endowed...
So he lived, celibate, not on a cloud
no Ma to confide, no sis, Pa, or aunt
tho' he cawed out oomegoolies very loud,
And no mate to mate that he could've wowed
his world lacked even a sniff of talent ...
#villanelle
#funny
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
As If?
He carries round his window cleaning gear
whistling some well known bohemian air,
wears gold earrings, (street cred' is now so dear,)
and runs up ladders like his bedroom stairs.
Tanned and sleek, full of self-confident wealth,
he growls, '' you're next !" (in hope to hear a purr?)
rippling muscles, bouncing around with health,
with a chest full of lush, gorilla, fur...
He cleans windows like an athletic cat
stalks those streets, an animal on the hunt,
but I know the repertoire, all the chat,
and the sleazy way he says...
whistling some well known bohemian air,
wears gold earrings, (street cred' is now so dear,)
and runs up ladders like his bedroom stairs.
Tanned and sleek, full of self-confident wealth,
he growls, '' you're next !" (in hope to hear a purr?)
rippling muscles, bouncing around with health,
with a chest full of lush, gorilla, fur...
He cleans windows like an athletic cat
stalks those streets, an animal on the hunt,
but I know the repertoire, all the chat,
and the sleazy way he says...
#sonnet
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2025 3:47pm
13th Feb 2025 3:47pm
So Richly Chased...
Too few torrid tales our past could now tell
if we could just play 'Do you remember?'
but such astounding things they'd ring love's bell
round the cosmos's last, dying ember...
And oh, how fiercely rich, our brief time came,
that all Titans' black oil could not purchase
these memories, Fort Knox's gold, mere grain
compared to your dream, here, so richly chased.
But as our brief life reaches its full height
the deepest sleep descends to quench our schemes,
when time starts to stick in its sneaky knife
I...
if we could just play 'Do you remember?'
but such astounding things they'd ring love's bell
round the cosmos's last, dying ember...
And oh, how fiercely rich, our brief time came,
that all Titans' black oil could not purchase
these memories, Fort Knox's gold, mere grain
compared to your dream, here, so richly chased.
But as our brief life reaches its full height
the deepest sleep descends to quench our schemes,
when time starts to stick in its sneaky knife
I...
#sonnet
102 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Feb 2025 7:41pm
10th Feb 2025 7:41pm
The Gender River Flows...
I played with my food as a little kid
building castles or red injun teepees
when I was Pocahontas or El Cid,
Canoeing wild peas up-stream to be hid
in tater caves 'mid kaled jungly string-beans,
I played with my food as a little kid...
And my slow dine nigh blew my Ma's lid
me born along by my own simple dreams
when I was Pocahontas or El Cid
I held that thought all my life, yes I did!
and tussled with things inside, still, unseen
as I played with my food as a young kid,
And it slowly dawned that gender's...
building castles or red injun teepees
when I was Pocahontas or El Cid,
Canoeing wild peas up-stream to be hid
in tater caves 'mid kaled jungly string-beans,
I played with my food as a little kid...
And my slow dine nigh blew my Ma's lid
me born along by my own simple dreams
when I was Pocahontas or El Cid
I held that thought all my life, yes I did!
and tussled with things inside, still, unseen
as I played with my food as a young kid,
And it slowly dawned that gender's...
#villanelle
80 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2025 5:52pm
9th Feb 2025 5:52pm
The Burning Man...
" On the ground! " was screamed at the man in flames
the police were baffled at what could be done,
" get down on the ground !" was screamed yet again
Their guns pointing as the man writhed in pain
why should they care it's not their Bro' or son
" on the ground! " was screamed at the man in flames,
I guess the policemen felt kinda lame
a burning man is no threat to anyone,
" but, down on the ground! " was screamed yet again
Burning tendons stretched his hands up in vain
there...
the police were baffled at what could be done,
" get down on the ground !" was screamed yet again
Their guns pointing as the man writhed in pain
why should they care it's not their Bro' or son
" on the ground! " was screamed at the man in flames,
I guess the policemen felt kinda lame
a burning man is no threat to anyone,
" but, down on the ground! " was screamed yet again
Burning tendons stretched his hands up in vain
there...
#villanelle
74 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
28th Jan 2025 3:27pm
Elitism rules, Ok...
They outlawed pollutants that were killing us
the Brit's, Nineteen-Ninety-Three Clean Air Act
which all but mean-spiriteds thought a plus,
And gave old folk a free pass for the bus
and, to some of the unwaged, these, are facts,
they outlawed pollutants that were killing us...
Free prescriptions were brought out, without fuss,
and child allowance had a great impact
which all but the mean-spirited thought a plus,
Kept tobacco stuff from kids, as one does,
went unleaded fuel cos our roads are, packed!
they...
the Brit's, Nineteen-Ninety-Three Clean Air Act
which all but mean-spiriteds thought a plus,
And gave old folk a free pass for the bus
and, to some of the unwaged, these, are facts,
they outlawed pollutants that were killing us...
Free prescriptions were brought out, without fuss,
and child allowance had a great impact
which all but the mean-spirited thought a plus,
Kept tobacco stuff from kids, as one does,
went unleaded fuel cos our roads are, packed!
they...
#rhyming
72 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
Madame Guillotine...
Culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress
to executioners though, they've great tools,
let Madame guillotine end that distress
Of gas, needles, Old Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof 'gainst liberal fools,
let Madame Guillotine end that distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless " ...
to executioners though, they've great tools,
let Madame guillotine end that distress
Of gas, needles, Old Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof 'gainst liberal fools,
let Madame Guillotine end that distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless " ...
#villanelle
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
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