Submissions by Rew
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 4:59pm
Yesterday 4:59pm
Waes-Hael the New Year Eve!
A drink or two, around our streets,
hailing jolly greets to folk we'd meet,
knocking on doors and sup from cups
the hot Lambs Wool they offered us
giving no thought to snow or sleet.
We thought of self as king or queen
and copped or gave a kiss as treat,
and never thought that was enough
this drink or two...
On new-years day between loud sheets
with banging head and furred tongued bleats,
groans of " Dear god I feel so rough "
as conscience tuts...
hailing jolly greets to folk we'd meet,
knocking on doors and sup from cups
the hot Lambs Wool they offered us
giving no thought to snow or sleet.
We thought of self as king or queen
and copped or gave a kiss as treat,
and never thought that was enough
this drink or two...
On new-years day between loud sheets
with banging head and furred tongued bleats,
groans of " Dear god I feel so rough "
as conscience tuts...
#rhyming
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2023 7:02pm
5th Dec 2023 7:02pm
Triolet X 3
Triolet i
I've had my three-score year and ten
will I have strength for any more?
well, those years will not come again,
I've had my three-score year and ten.
All labour and sadness but, then,
dare I reach out and try for four-score
I've had my three-score year and ten
will I have any strength for any more?
Triolet ii
I wish I was a simple dream
never needing to waken up,
knowing nothing of this world's schemes
I wish I was a simple dream,
Not knowing of eternity
needing...
I've had my three-score year and ten
will I have strength for any more?
well, those years will not come again,
I've had my three-score year and ten.
All labour and sadness but, then,
dare I reach out and try for four-score
I've had my three-score year and ten
will I have any strength for any more?
Triolet ii
I wish I was a simple dream
never needing to waken up,
knowing nothing of this world's schemes
I wish I was a simple dream,
Not knowing of eternity
needing...
#triolet
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Dec 2023 9:08pm
4th Dec 2023 9:08pm
twixt a Rock...
I guess I've received
all life's taints
between those two infinities,
and remain here
by my own restraint
and the fear, what might greet me?
all life's taints
between those two infinities,
and remain here
by my own restraint
and the fear, what might greet me?
#rhyming
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Dec 2023 5:43pm
4th Dec 2023 5:43pm
On Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve when slumbering
and dreaming of some bearded King,
back when fairies would choose a tooth
(this as that child is my excuse,)
I dreamt of gifts that HE would bring.
Not peace on Earth and such dull things
but pretty toys some pulled by string
as for good will, I had no use,
On Christmas Eve.
For weeks and weeks I binged on whinge
when my mouth opened, Ma would cringe,
" I want want want " she took to booze...
I...
and dreaming of some bearded King,
back when fairies would choose a tooth
(this as that child is my excuse,)
I dreamt of gifts that HE would bring.
Not peace on Earth and such dull things
but pretty toys some pulled by string
as for good will, I had no use,
On Christmas Eve.
For weeks and weeks I binged on whinge
when my mouth opened, Ma would cringe,
" I want want want " she took to booze...
I...
#rhyming
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2023 5:04pm
3rd Dec 2023 5:04pm
Fundamentally Speaking...
We must fight and fight against this Fourth-Reich
of Adolph trump and mike Goebbels johnson,
as I strive to voice some preemptive strike,
Before they breach our democracy's dyke
and flush down history's drain our freedoms,
we must fight and fight against this Fourth-Reich.
Sex-offending-leech, trump, with his "N" gibes,
and lawless insurrection he's begun,
as I strive to voice some preemptive strike.
...
of Adolph trump and mike Goebbels johnson,
as I strive to voice some preemptive strike,
Before they breach our democracy's dyke
and flush down history's drain our freedoms,
we must fight and fight against this Fourth-Reich.
Sex-offending-leech, trump, with his "N" gibes,
and lawless insurrection he's begun,
as I strive to voice some preemptive strike.
...
#villanelle
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2023 10:32am
2nd Dec 2023 10:32am
Step on the Gas
Juiced up from the heat of plutonium
creating its own power supply,
far past the heliosphere of our sun
Voyager-One speeds on to alien skies...
Launched from Florida's cape Canaveral
way back in nineteen seventy-seven,
fifteen billion miles past but still local
they've not yet reached those high gates of heaven...
More than thirty-eight thousand miles an hour
at that speed twenty thousand years will pass,
before it nears the star Alpha Centauri
unless it can somehow step on the...
creating its own power supply,
far past the heliosphere of our sun
Voyager-One speeds on to alien skies...
Launched from Florida's cape Canaveral
way back in nineteen seventy-seven,
fifteen billion miles past but still local
they've not yet reached those high gates of heaven...
More than thirty-eight thousand miles an hour
at that speed twenty thousand years will pass,
before it nears the star Alpha Centauri
unless it can somehow step on the...
#science
#rhyming
#travel
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2023 9:56am
2nd Dec 2023 9:56am
A romantic land
Once upon a time in a romantic land,
a land where girls are women at preteen
a land where laws are always made by man
and conservative law is religiously mean.
Into a stony stubbled field of wheat
terrified stumbling's of torn white feet
upon hard brown earth and flinty stone
by the law taken, woman makes low moan.
Illicit lover like she, fearfull and soon
will dance to the self same dreadful tune
will dance till drenched, quite red in the face,
will dance till breathless, gone all trace.
Farmers, fathers, priests...
a land where girls are women at preteen
a land where laws are always made by man
and conservative law is religiously mean.
Into a stony stubbled field of wheat
terrified stumbling's of torn white feet
upon hard brown earth and flinty stone
by the law taken, woman makes low moan.
Illicit lover like she, fearfull and soon
will dance to the self same dreadful tune
will dance till drenched, quite red in the face,
will dance till breathless, gone all trace.
Farmers, fathers, priests...
#rhyming
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Dec 2023 9:41pm
1st Dec 2023 9:41pm
We nourish the Earth.
We nourish the earth make fat the land
continuing from worm grubbed sand,
woolly mammoth, the dinosaur,
see how thick the trees and grasses soar!
Our heavy flesh and bones are worth
much more when interred in earth,
than alive and kicking up a fuss
see the green the dead have grown us!
Now this could make the deserts bloom
if everyone, assuming doom,
requested burial under sand
in far away soil deprivéd land.
We nourish the Earth make fat the land
our heavy flesh and bones a hand
helping all...
continuing from worm grubbed sand,
woolly mammoth, the dinosaur,
see how thick the trees and grasses soar!
Our heavy flesh and bones are worth
much more when interred in earth,
than alive and kicking up a fuss
see the green the dead have grown us!
Now this could make the deserts bloom
if everyone, assuming doom,
requested burial under sand
in far away soil deprivéd land.
We nourish the Earth make fat the land
our heavy flesh and bones a hand
helping all...
#rhyming
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STORY POEM
Published
30th Nov 2023 9:00am
30th Nov 2023 9:00am
Autumn's Queen
If I were winter's Jack o' Frost
I would nip that lovely lass's nose
and run frigid fingers in her cheeks
to bring the bloom, to match the rose.
Or April's shower in frisky breezes
were I, she'd have to clasp hands to hair,
as the breeze uncovered knees
to sight, I'd take my pleasure there...
But since I'm only fall as yet
I can only shower silvered green,
and strew her path with golden cloaks
as bronzed leaves crown her, Autumn's Queen.
I would nip that lovely lass's nose
and run frigid fingers in her cheeks
to bring the bloom, to match the rose.
Or April's shower in frisky breezes
were I, she'd have to clasp hands to hair,
as the breeze uncovered knees
to sight, I'd take my pleasure there...
But since I'm only fall as yet
I can only shower silvered green,
and strew her path with golden cloaks
as bronzed leaves crown her, Autumn's Queen.
#rhyming
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2023 4:36pm
28th Nov 2023 4:36pm
Street Legal?
If you have no weapon you are not a man
Jordan " Try To Take 'Em! " as he grips guns,
the whole nation needs to be deprogrammed.
Beobert, pro-lifer, posed with guns in hand
arms her children even baby grandson,
if you have no weapon you're not a man.
The courts, the freaking courts back guns, hot-damn
grotesquely without dissenters, 'cept one,
the whole nation needs to be deprogrammed.
Hoodwinked by NRA's pundits then, scammed,
bastardizing the second amendment,
if you have no weapon you aren't a man.
...
Jordan " Try To Take 'Em! " as he grips guns,
the whole nation needs to be deprogrammed.
Beobert, pro-lifer, posed with guns in hand
arms her children even baby grandson,
if you have no weapon you're not a man.
The courts, the freaking courts back guns, hot-damn
grotesquely without dissenters, 'cept one,
the whole nation needs to be deprogrammed.
Hoodwinked by NRA's pundits then, scammed,
bastardizing the second amendment,
if you have no weapon you aren't a man.
...
#GunControl
#villanelle
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Nov 2023 1:35pm
27th Nov 2023 1:35pm
Run, Run, Rudolph..
So Rudolph fled through Christmas snow
nostril's flared, foam flecked, nose aglow,
frantic clangs from his cracked brass bells
spooked by oaths, blows, jeers, kicks and yells,
of indignant brat's harsh bellows.
" Don't want dolls, trains, but, gun ammo!
an' guns, Glock'n Colt, duh!, Dumbo! "
The deranged mob chased him pell-mell
so, Rudolph fled...
"It's kill or be killed, you Dodo! "
they...
nostril's flared, foam flecked, nose aglow,
frantic clangs from his cracked brass bells
spooked by oaths, blows, jeers, kicks and yells,
of indignant brat's harsh bellows.
" Don't want dolls, trains, but, gun ammo!
an' guns, Glock'n Colt, duh!, Dumbo! "
The deranged mob chased him pell-mell
so, Rudolph fled...
"It's kill or be killed, you Dodo! "
they...
#dark
#Christmas
#horror
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2023 9:03pm
23rd Nov 2023 9:03pm
potus
This fascist state is sure to come
if d j trump be president,
with fundamental vp Johnson
this fascist state is sure to come,
and clarence thomas will have fun
destroying lots of amendments,
this fascist state is sure to come
if d j trump be president.
if d j trump be president,
with fundamental vp Johnson
this fascist state is sure to come,
and clarence thomas will have fun
destroying lots of amendments,
this fascist state is sure to come
if d j trump be president.
#triolet
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