Submissions by SatansSperm
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Books available by me on Amazon Bathroom Graffiti Terry Smith Angel Vomit Terry Smith Sid & Mary (Opal ) a journey into the wasteland
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th May 2020 9:55pm
25th May 2020 9:55pm
Coronavirus papers
The virus
moved among us
like a snowman
massacred
during a blizzard
A blind man
could very well make
the best witness
In the corner
of his mind
sits Helen Keller
wishing she was
Anne Frank
moved among us
like a snowman
massacred
during a blizzard
A blind man
could very well make
the best witness
In the corner
of his mind
sits Helen Keller
wishing she was
Anne Frank
#death
#fate
461 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Apr 2020 10:05pm
29th Apr 2020 10:05pm
Nicotine Twilight
In the nicotine twilight
the cherry burns brightly
as the sky prepares itself
to reveal the stars
& I walk along the rooftops ledge
waiting for you
from my book Angel Vomit Terry Smith
the cherry burns brightly
as the sky prepares itself
to reveal the stars
& I walk along the rooftops ledge
waiting for you
from my book Angel Vomit Terry Smith
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Aug 2019 5:10pm
18th Aug 2019 5:10pm
Yesterday
..so
people ask
how am I doing?
Well today was like
a pincushion
fart pillow
from cancer town.
Not quite hell
as I have had worse days
just not so many
of them
in a row
that as soon as you step off
the short bus
it hits you
making you take your seat again
time for another ride
that becomes endless weeks
and turn to months
yes there is no denying
cancer is a shit show
people ask
how am I doing?
Well today was like
a pincushion
fart pillow
from cancer town.
Not quite hell
as I have had worse days
just not so many
of them
in a row
that as soon as you step off
the short bus
it hits you
making you take your seat again
time for another ride
that becomes endless weeks
and turn to months
yes there is no denying
cancer is a shit show
#TruthOfLife
#cancer
669 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Aug 2019 00:35am
15th Aug 2019 00:35am
Springtime in The Great Atlantic North East
The mountains scream
of renewal
but the air still smells of winter
standing outside
I sip from a tired cup of coffee
waiting for a lazy sun to arrive
I have resigned myself
to residing within this tiny hamlet
for the sake of others
but I feel like a third baseman
in the court of Camelot waiting for
the inning to change
for here the seventh inning stretch
is a way of life & the game
just drags on like that visit
to grandmas the one who
smells of mothballs & ben-gay
& all of her food...
of renewal
but the air still smells of winter
standing outside
I sip from a tired cup of coffee
waiting for a lazy sun to arrive
I have resigned myself
to residing within this tiny hamlet
for the sake of others
but I feel like a third baseman
in the court of Camelot waiting for
the inning to change
for here the seventh inning stretch
is a way of life & the game
just drags on like that visit
to grandmas the one who
smells of mothballs & ben-gay
& all of her food...
#TruthOfLife
500 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jul 2019 2:55pm
13th Jul 2019 2:55pm
W2/D5 [ Topic of Cancer ]
Some days are like
a sledgehammer
to an over-ripe
piece of fruit
...today was one such day
a sledgehammer
to an over-ripe
piece of fruit
...today was one such day
#TruthOfLife
#cancer
563 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Jun 2019 8:50pm
25th Jun 2019 8:50pm
Sign of the times
Hey,...HEY!!!!.....finally I had had enough...stop calling me hey god-damn it, I am straw...and as a member of straw we are sick n tired of being mistaken for hey......not that we are bigots or anything....just saying we are straw....fucking get it right.
#TruthOfLife
524 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2019 4:15pm
25th Jun 2019 4:15pm
Adrift
I feel as if
I am on a raft
upon the water
not knowing
which way
I will drift
emotions
pull at me
like the waves
that carry me
onward
to where
I do not know
what I do know
is that with
your light
to guide me
I shall
make it
through
the storm
I am on a raft
upon the water
not knowing
which way
I will drift
emotions
pull at me
like the waves
that carry me
onward
to where
I do not know
what I do know
is that with
your light
to guide me
I shall
make it
through
the storm
#TruthOfLife
577 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2019 6:18pm
22nd Jun 2019 6:18pm
Confession
How fragile
we humans are
one minute
you can be in
the zone
with life
and in
an instant
an avalanche
can obliterate you
and if
it were not
for the fear
of death
many
of us
would
not survive
I however
do not fear
death
I just
prefer life
we humans are
one minute
you can be in
the zone
with life
and in
an instant
an avalanche
can obliterate you
and if
it were not
for the fear
of death
many
of us
would
not survive
I however
do not fear
death
I just
prefer life
#TruthOfLife
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4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2019 00:23am
21st Jun 2019 00:23am
Cancer
It is like
standing
on the shoreline
of a newly
discovered
land
this disease
having
no idea
which path
I shall take
or where
it will lead me
but I am
hell bound
to endure
the journey
and live
a little
along
the way
standing
on the shoreline
of a newly
discovered
land
this disease
having
no idea
which path
I shall take
or where
it will lead me
but I am
hell bound
to endure
the journey
and live
a little
along
the way
#TruthOfLife
591 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2019 8:24pm
17th Jun 2019 8:24pm
Black Spot Compass
The word
festered like a whisper
in the small limbs
on the recesses
of my mind
cancer
not the cool
tropical crab
a vision
of paradise
no
not that at all
more of a tunnel
vision
of a long hole
with no light
to greet you
at the end
festered like a whisper
in the small limbs
on the recesses
of my mind
cancer
not the cool
tropical crab
a vision
of paradise
no
not that at all
more of a tunnel
vision
of a long hole
with no light
to greet you
at the end
#TruthOfLife
#cancer
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2019 5:51pm
17th Jun 2019 5:51pm
Salty Sea air freshener
Foreign tentacle
piercing my side
feeding me
while shadows formed
brush against my spine
giving me chills
The pain
of exploration
slowly receding
like the bruise
from a once
in a lifetime love
lost
and all of this
is but a paradise
forgotten
once the real
shit show starts
piercing my side
feeding me
while shadows formed
brush against my spine
giving me chills
The pain
of exploration
slowly receding
like the bruise
from a once
in a lifetime love
lost
and all of this
is but a paradise
forgotten
once the real
shit show starts
#TruthOfLife
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2019 3:13pm
14th Jun 2019 3:13pm
Glass stained of marrow
with the oppression
of sin
cast upon her
she reached out
to grasp
the robe of god
to have something
to hold onto
and found
nothing
her faith
thin
and frail
as parchment
aged
by the pyre
her only light
snuffed
by the wax
she finds
a familiar
[dis]comfort
in the darkness
from Sid & Mary (Opal ) Terry Smith
of sin
cast upon her
she reached out
to grasp
the robe of god
to have something
to hold onto
and found
nothing
her faith
thin
and frail
as parchment
aged
by the pyre
her only light
snuffed
by the wax
she finds
a familiar
[dis]comfort
in the darkness
from Sid & Mary (Opal ) Terry Smith
#faith
#TruthOfLife
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