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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost
DARK POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 5:51am
14th Feb 2013 5:51am
Following the corpses trail
Mourning tightens his deathgrip upon
a coffee cup, eyes jaded dreary.
Calendars sprawl across the table,
pages splayed in nonchalance;
whilst notes struggle with
overpopulation in their
creased paper kingdoms.
Sunrise was traumatized unmovable as
centuries sank into waiting oceans.
Death resigning to his own doorstep,
channeling power into the unassuming;
demise upon their fingertips.
As always, Mourning follows
the corpses trail.
Exhaling, the breath infects
relations crestfallen.
...
a coffee cup, eyes jaded dreary.
Calendars sprawl across the table,
pages splayed in nonchalance;
whilst notes struggle with
overpopulation in their
creased paper kingdoms.
Sunrise was traumatized unmovable as
centuries sank into waiting oceans.
Death resigning to his own doorstep,
channeling power into the unassuming;
demise upon their fingertips.
As always, Mourning follows
the corpses trail.
Exhaling, the breath infects
relations crestfallen.
...
792 reads
19 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 7:22pm
11th Feb 2013 7:22pm
Yew trees
Yew trees cast shadows out as nets,
the stars forming satanic cults.
Parched veins of the mystical
burn celestial eyes alight.
Magic stalks through the air
interlaced with danger;
whilst the capricious are slain
with a singular slanted thought.
Wry eyes smoothed marble
dare brave the legends that
live behind truths deceit;
slinking along borders of fantasy.
Gemini twins twist time around
their fingers, taking from the
rich to give to the poor.
Determination identical.
Craven hearted, multiple...
the stars forming satanic cults.
Parched veins of the mystical
burn celestial eyes alight.
Magic stalks through the air
interlaced with danger;
whilst the capricious are slain
with a singular slanted thought.
Wry eyes smoothed marble
dare brave the legends that
live behind truths deceit;
slinking along borders of fantasy.
Gemini twins twist time around
their fingers, taking from the
rich to give to the poor.
Determination identical.
Craven hearted, multiple...
1036 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2013 6:14pm
9th Feb 2013 6:14pm
Sunshine telegram
The moon is collapsing into the east-side,
whilst our axis sheds its coat of mundane;
opening a newborn era devilish.
Weeping as others form their
halos from Queen Corona,
you shudder towards the fires.
"A demon needs its horns, dear".
Mutilated petitions for reservations
in heaven were labelled abortive.
Sunshine telegrams peppered hallowed,
forced their grand entrance through
the postal gap of your coffin.
Each one stating: 'access denied'.
Now you're snared into...
whilst our axis sheds its coat of mundane;
opening a newborn era devilish.
Weeping as others form their
halos from Queen Corona,
you shudder towards the fires.
"A demon needs its horns, dear".
Mutilated petitions for reservations
in heaven were labelled abortive.
Sunshine telegrams peppered hallowed,
forced their grand entrance through
the postal gap of your coffin.
Each one stating: 'access denied'.
Now you're snared into...
822 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2013 5:17pm
8th Feb 2013 5:17pm
Delivery
An apricot sunrise shares radiance
to every omniscient particle,
inky fingerprints littered
over her realm of being.
Aquatic eyes glint nostalgia
as a pen is seized,
bruising ambiance with
blunt vehemence.
She's diffusing paragraphs over
sacred distances from heaven to earth,
bleeding ill-fated resolutions.
Whimsical calculations are
jotted upon nebulous memo’s,
drawing pins pierced into
the cracks of her skull.
Languidly she forms another slice of
parchment from the cloud beside her, ...
to every omniscient particle,
inky fingerprints littered
over her realm of being.
Aquatic eyes glint nostalgia
as a pen is seized,
bruising ambiance with
blunt vehemence.
She's diffusing paragraphs over
sacred distances from heaven to earth,
bleeding ill-fated resolutions.
Whimsical calculations are
jotted upon nebulous memo’s,
drawing pins pierced into
the cracks of her skull.
Languidly she forms another slice of
parchment from the cloud beside her, ...
949 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Feb 2013 8:04pm
5th Feb 2013 8:04pm
To the end, you and I.
The concluding breath melds into memory,
whilst ivory irises ink the
conclusion lethally sharp.
Life takes a holiday someplace vacant,
stuffing my optimism into a suitcase
lined with anti-depressants.
Silence and I formed a blood pact
entwined united till the very end.
He blossoms in the various
mercurial plains of my lungs.
Gallantly tending foxgloves which
reach towards my larynx with grief.
Brothers and sisters branch
their family trees in
opposite directions to my
inspirited tilt of lips....
whilst ivory irises ink the
conclusion lethally sharp.
Life takes a holiday someplace vacant,
stuffing my optimism into a suitcase
lined with anti-depressants.
Silence and I formed a blood pact
entwined united till the very end.
He blossoms in the various
mercurial plains of my lungs.
Gallantly tending foxgloves which
reach towards my larynx with grief.
Brothers and sisters branch
their family trees in
opposite directions to my
inspirited tilt of lips....
795 reads
24 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2013 7:20pm
3rd Feb 2013 7:20pm
Eyewitness testimony
I hysterically force my eyewitness testimony
into the insatiable hands of the
psychological dreamcontrol department.
“Save them, save them, save them”.
The drowning people dance seizures
to harmonies of realization on
the drooping stage of my eyelids.
Mauling ragged throats in terror,
as death tenderly kisses
each of their lips.
Royal blue claims the throne
of fallen circulation.
My ankles are held static by time,
a blindfold restraining his sight:
no need for two to be swept into
the...
into the insatiable hands of the
psychological dreamcontrol department.
“Save them, save them, save them”.
The drowning people dance seizures
to harmonies of realization on
the drooping stage of my eyelids.
Mauling ragged throats in terror,
as death tenderly kisses
each of their lips.
Royal blue claims the throne
of fallen circulation.
My ankles are held static by time,
a blindfold restraining his sight:
no need for two to be swept into
the...
881 reads
14 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jan 2013 7:26pm
29th Jan 2013 7:26pm
By the shot of the gun.
Inhibitions are cynically cataleptic
in their wheel chairs:
overdosed on sleeping pills.
Blood, sweat and tears infiltrate
through the crust to infect the mantle.
Coveting metaphorical switches,
striking them at random intervals;
driving convectional currents neurotic.
Half-witted heartbeats lapse into tumours,
clutching vital organs for their lives.
Nightmares seduce my mind,
winks laced with alcohol are
handed out for free (no charge).
“Come hither” they sigh to the mist,
whilst setting...
in their wheel chairs:
overdosed on sleeping pills.
Blood, sweat and tears infiltrate
through the crust to infect the mantle.
Coveting metaphorical switches,
striking them at random intervals;
driving convectional currents neurotic.
Half-witted heartbeats lapse into tumours,
clutching vital organs for their lives.
Nightmares seduce my mind,
winks laced with alcohol are
handed out for free (no charge).
“Come hither” they sigh to the mist,
whilst setting...
646 reads
11 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Jan 2013 7:35pm
27th Jan 2013 7:35pm
One year anniversary.
A derelict silhouette shreds
the sound-barrier;
his throat tattered hoarse,
spine severe in mindless suffering.
Embedding insistent pleas into
the pearly gate, despite
unyielding stubborn silences.
Today the stars screech
‘one year anniversary’;
glistening champagne droplets
plummet down as melancholy.
A child dashes across weary clouds
with undeniable urgency,
heart-clenching to the rhythm of her pace.
Sobbing next to her father,
she grasps his forearm in uneasiness;
eyes guilt-ridden with naivety.
...
the sound-barrier;
his throat tattered hoarse,
spine severe in mindless suffering.
Embedding insistent pleas into
the pearly gate, despite
unyielding stubborn silences.
Today the stars screech
‘one year anniversary’;
glistening champagne droplets
plummet down as melancholy.
A child dashes across weary clouds
with undeniable urgency,
heart-clenching to the rhythm of her pace.
Sobbing next to her father,
she grasps his forearm in uneasiness;
eyes guilt-ridden with naivety.
...
896 reads
6 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Jan 2013 11:28pm
26th Jan 2013 11:28pm
Fear and I go long back
Bolting rigid with electricity rippling
through the course of my bones,
I reach blindly for my fold of twilight fabric;
as worms tunnel deep to escape the early birds.
Winding the cloth over raw eyes,
my senses sound sirens:
signalling a collapsed comrade.
For now is the time of vulnerability,
starting the process of united ties.
Fear and I go long back into the dark ages,
worlds at war starring in every reality.
He gazes at me from the mirror,
down each step (tip toe),
in every light particle,
and commands the tiredness...
through the course of my bones,
I reach blindly for my fold of twilight fabric;
as worms tunnel deep to escape the early birds.
Winding the cloth over raw eyes,
my senses sound sirens:
signalling a collapsed comrade.
For now is the time of vulnerability,
starting the process of united ties.
Fear and I go long back into the dark ages,
worlds at war starring in every reality.
He gazes at me from the mirror,
down each step (tip toe),
in every light particle,
and commands the tiredness...
643 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Jan 2013 6:34am
25th Jan 2013 6:34am
Whistling-a-little-sing-song
Haunted by all four corners,
each one heaven-aglow
with unenlightenment.
I hang onto the crooning lullabies
that tug at my burgeoning nausea:
just let it all out.
Whistling-a-little-sing-song,
with the birds outside;
each one carries a familiar smile;
each one plagiarizes a lingering laugh.
The enthusiastically decorated walls
are heirlooms from a generation after,
highlighted stomach-clenching
with the flair of crayon-art.
Monochrome patterns the hours awake,
the...
each one heaven-aglow
with unenlightenment.
I hang onto the crooning lullabies
that tug at my burgeoning nausea:
just let it all out.
Whistling-a-little-sing-song,
with the birds outside;
each one carries a familiar smile;
each one plagiarizes a lingering laugh.
The enthusiastically decorated walls
are heirlooms from a generation after,
highlighted stomach-clenching
with the flair of crayon-art.
Monochrome patterns the hours awake,
the...
833 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2013 6:50am
24th Jan 2013 6:50am
The boundless indefinite
Parallel universes are keystones
for all immense expeditions throughout
the mind's eye: ‘the boundless indefinite’.
We explore through thick cosmic jungles
of spasmodic electrical signals.
Bulging restrained pastel colours
are entangled with a few luminous
strands of potential.
Wisdom stalks common sense,
as they diffuse across
synapses intermittently.
While individual cryptograms
flare between complications,
some outlying faiths recoil
off reflective edges.
Don’t venture too far,
you might get lost.
...
for all immense expeditions throughout
the mind's eye: ‘the boundless indefinite’.
We explore through thick cosmic jungles
of spasmodic electrical signals.
Bulging restrained pastel colours
are entangled with a few luminous
strands of potential.
Wisdom stalks common sense,
as they diffuse across
synapses intermittently.
While individual cryptograms
flare between complications,
some outlying faiths recoil
off reflective edges.
Don’t venture too far,
you might get lost.
...
995 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2013 8:21pm
22nd Jan 2013 8:21pm
All will be well
Three dimensions of a demented fantasy
plays in effervescent locomotion.
My breath is hijacked,
strictly stridden out of my lungs;
their elements held up high in the air:
signalling surreptitious surrender.
My twilight smile rivals
various arctic grimaces;
unleashing machine-gun accusations
from recognized safety stations.
From ticks to tocks cannibalistic
suave silences kindle skin for heat;
shocking our time...
plays in effervescent locomotion.
My breath is hijacked,
strictly stridden out of my lungs;
their elements held up high in the air:
signalling surreptitious surrender.
My twilight smile rivals
various arctic grimaces;
unleashing machine-gun accusations
from recognized safety stations.
From ticks to tocks cannibalistic
suave silences kindle skin for heat;
shocking our time...
785 reads
12 Comments
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