Submissions by SeaCat
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
8th Mar 2024 9:10pm
Silent
The sea is silent, tonight. Of course
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
the sky is silent, still
stars beyond a cloudy smear. Yesterday
I saw a pinprick sailing by, too fast
for a plane, too steady
to be a shooting star — a true astro nauta.
Lyrical stars, searing heat, thinned
by cold distance, twisting rulers
and clocks. Cold
distance.
The mind is not such a quiet place.
It's machinations pin my body to the board of my bed, like —
a brimstone butterfly, pinned into its case,
a summer ghost dreaming
of poppy peppered wheat fields....
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness
#emptiness
#bittersweet
82 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Mar 2024 2:25pm
6th Mar 2024 2:25pm
White lines and asphalt
I felt it yesterday evening,
standing at the edge of the village.
No cars, no people, no sun -
no interesting clouds.
An empty chill
as creeps from Summer’s far edge,
when bonfires burn
and leaves turn to blue smoke curls.
A curlew call would not be out of place
in the wide, airy stillness,
magnified with the distant hushed rush
of unknown travellers.
It was like a condensation of forgotten memories
from long, long ago
superimposed on the road.
I felt a question, unspoken words
from...
standing at the edge of the village.
No cars, no people, no sun -
no interesting clouds.
An empty chill
as creeps from Summer’s far edge,
when bonfires burn
and leaves turn to blue smoke curls.
A curlew call would not be out of place
in the wide, airy stillness,
magnified with the distant hushed rush
of unknown travellers.
It was like a condensation of forgotten memories
from long, long ago
superimposed on the road.
I felt a question, unspoken words
from...
#memories
#emptiness
#SelfDiscovery #choices
#SelfDiscovery #choices
110 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 12:08pm
22nd Feb 2024 12:08pm
Sigh No More
glittering snowflakes, twinkling in the distant,
turning sky.
Hey, diddle diddle, listen — sigh no more, sing
not so dull and heavy. Sing:
the cow jumps over the moon.
For all the while, Andromeda glides,
gently bearing down, a pearly bride rushing
to her groom —
things are constant never. So
sigh not so, and let your woes go;
she spreads her starry arms,
towards her silver river.
Sigh no more, cat and fiddle. Be blithe
and bonny, be dish
and spoon, converting
all your sounds of woe, into...
turning sky.
Hey, diddle diddle, listen — sigh no more, sing
not so dull and heavy. Sing:
the cow jumps over the moon.
For all the while, Andromeda glides,
gently bearing down, a pearly bride rushing
to her groom —
things are constant never. So
sigh not so, and let your woes go;
she spreads her starry arms,
towards her silver river.
Sigh no more, cat and fiddle. Be blithe
and bonny, be dish
and spoon, converting
all your sounds of woe, into...
#love
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#gratitude
83 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Feb 2024 9:11pm
21st Feb 2024 9:11pm
A question unanswered
What reason to stay up, remain
awake — stare
at the wall, indulge in waking dreams,
or at the television, un-watching?
The music player plays,
but I am un-listening. My thoughts
churn in my presumed graying brain, churn
and amplify: write what
nobody will read. Read
what I will surely forget. Eat
and regret, drink
and ruminate.
Music and film merely blanket the void,
the silence, the stillness that underpins
our days. If this were my last evening,...
awake — stare
at the wall, indulge in waking dreams,
or at the television, un-watching?
The music player plays,
but I am un-listening. My thoughts
churn in my presumed graying brain, churn
and amplify: write what
nobody will read. Read
what I will surely forget. Eat
and regret, drink
and ruminate.
Music and film merely blanket the void,
the silence, the stillness that underpins
our days. If this were my last evening,...
#sadness
#loneliness
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
87 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Nov 2023 10:39pm
28th Nov 2023 10:39pm
Some
set your pulse racing, bring a blush, and—
we might coyly admit—can be quite a turn-on.
Some amuse, sparking moments of mirth.
And some challenge, demand attention,
stubbornly wrestling with a proud intellect.
But some, maybe not many,
quietly knock, wait and enter, gently
heating, birthing flames in your spirit,
as breath on hot coals.
Their essence extracted, distilled, cast
into a spell, awaiting
incantation by your breath.
Original
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set...
we might coyly admit—can be quite a turn-on.
Some amuse, sparking moments of mirth.
And some challenge, demand attention,
stubbornly wrestling with a proud intellect.
But some, maybe not many,
quietly knock, wait and enter, gently
heating, birthing flames in your spirit,
as breath on hot coals.
Their essence extracted, distilled, cast
into a spell, awaiting
incantation by your breath.
Original
*********
set...
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
97 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Nov 2023 4:20pm
17th Nov 2023 4:20pm
Marshmallow Chisel
She cast me a glance
an easy wink
laden with Saturday morning coffee
and rumpled cuddles —
when we strolled in woollen comfort
and embraced by frosty firelight,
sharing toasted marshmallow kisses.
She snapped her fingers
pulling me back to her sunlit studio,
and the steady tap
tap of her hammer,
smartly striking
her cold chisel,
chip by chip
revealing, smoothing,
muscular curves.
“You see”, she said, “I
only remove that
which is not
him.”
She wiped her...
an easy wink
laden with Saturday morning coffee
and rumpled cuddles —
when we strolled in woollen comfort
and embraced by frosty firelight,
sharing toasted marshmallow kisses.
She snapped her fingers
pulling me back to her sunlit studio,
and the steady tap
tap of her hammer,
smartly striking
her cold chisel,
chip by chip
revealing, smoothing,
muscular curves.
“You see”, she said, “I
only remove that
which is not
him.”
She wiped her...
#friendship
#PopCulture
102 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2023 4:51pm
12th Nov 2023 4:51pm
Impression
What will remain,
when my atoms disband,
parting ways,
dispersing, as a castle, sliding grains
or boulders.
Slow or quick.
Feathers flutter, and Mothering White
drifts from the cold North Sea.
What will remain? Fading footprints
and a depression
where I sat, writing names
in the Endless Sand.
when my atoms disband,
parting ways,
dispersing, as a castle, sliding grains
or boulders.
Slow or quick.
Feathers flutter, and Mothering White
drifts from the cold North Sea.
What will remain? Fading footprints
and a depression
where I sat, writing names
in the Endless Sand.
#sadness
#loneliness
#emptiness
116 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Nov 2023 9:44am
10th Nov 2023 9:44am
Matters of Attraction
My beloved showed me beauty, the strong
nuclear force, binding quarks —
and its marvellous spin-off, uniting bodies.
Spanning atoms or stars, mysterious
glue, exchange of tangling tokens,
trinkets, touches, words —
body-breathed, fingertip written,
tracing undulating contours.
Following spacetime dimples, planets blindly
orbit their star.
Charmed, we lie, still,
eye to eye, in a darkened room, and worlds
fall away. The cosmos shrinks
wrapping us.
nuclear force, binding quarks —
and its marvellous spin-off, uniting bodies.
Spanning atoms or stars, mysterious
glue, exchange of tangling tokens,
trinkets, touches, words —
body-breathed, fingertip written,
tracing undulating contours.
Following spacetime dimples, planets blindly
orbit their star.
Charmed, we lie, still,
eye to eye, in a darkened room, and worlds
fall away. The cosmos shrinks
wrapping us.
#BestFriend
#relationships
#LongDistanceRelationship #FirstLove
#LongDistanceRelationship #FirstLove
157 reads
2 Comments
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