Submissions by SeaCat
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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
143 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
150 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
281 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2019 4:51am
17th Dec 2019 4:51am
Dust
I spilled some ink
but the cold spreading splash
smeared
had no meaning
a simple spill - staining
Then dipping my pen
drinking its fill
we shaped warm ink
Carefully crafted
words considered, living
by breath - flourish
while dry stains
vanish in Darkness,
fade with Light.
but the cold spreading splash
smeared
had no meaning
a simple spill - staining
Then dipping my pen
drinking its fill
we shaped warm ink
Carefully crafted
words considered, living
by breath - flourish
while dry stains
vanish in Darkness,
fade with Light.
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
125 reads
18 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2019 1:22pm
13th Dec 2019 1:22pm
Language of Power
Oh - Mathematics.
What grievous mischief
have we wrought?
What grievous mischief
have we wrought?
#technology
#science
#environment #philosophical
#environment #philosophical
105 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Sep 2019 9:04am
29th Sep 2019 9:04am
UV
There's a vacancy on my list of disliked letters
next to U, which in my mind - is vulgar
oozing arrogance
and sneering contempt
through association and irrational judgement
utility, ubiquity - that glyphic upstart, my tongue hesitates
to utter.
But a new idea germinated
vying for verbal acceptance
showing that U has feminine curve
while masculine V
occupying that vacant, adjacent vantage
is an anglar U
Today, of my own volition
I veneer that odious character
by painting a pretty...
next to U, which in my mind - is vulgar
oozing arrogance
and sneering contempt
through association and irrational judgement
utility, ubiquity - that glyphic upstart, my tongue hesitates
to utter.
But a new idea germinated
vying for verbal acceptance
showing that U has feminine curve
while masculine V
occupying that vacant, adjacent vantage
is an anglar U
Today, of my own volition
I veneer that odious character
by painting a pretty...
#PowerOfWords
90 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Sep 2019 11:45pm
17th Sep 2019 11:45pm
A Muse
Maudlin, weepy,
beer oiled in pipe-smoke shrouds,
I’m drunkenly wordless in the tavern
watching old men
play round after round of domino topple.
The grandfather clock
stood in the corner strikes
nine
and through smoky veils, and scratchy juke-box tunes
she approaches,
clothing - a total textile-transgress
hair - a chestnut wind-tangled thatch;
offers a tissue
dabbing my eyes.
My Talisman,
a pendant around her neck,
I anoint with a kiss
...
beer oiled in pipe-smoke shrouds,
I’m drunkenly wordless in the tavern
watching old men
play round after round of domino topple.
The grandfather clock
stood in the corner strikes
nine
and through smoky veils, and scratchy juke-box tunes
she approaches,
clothing - a total textile-transgress
hair - a chestnut wind-tangled thatch;
offers a tissue
dabbing my eyes.
My Talisman,
a pendant around her neck,
I anoint with a kiss
...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
97 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2019 2:34pm
31st Mar 2019 2:34pm
The Poem
Alone on the beach, I pondered:
Ink needs a pen, a pen needs ink.
But what use is a pen without a hand,
and the hand without a mind?
And what is a mind without Language,
Language without an idea?
Ink without language, pen and mind
is ink - merely spilled.
Foolish poet - you think I am so constrained?
Alone on the beach, I wrote in the sand:
I am as a bottle of wine
made to be opened - and drunk.
The sun gazed hot, wind swept the beach
and the words that I wrote - were lost.
Ink needs a pen, a pen needs ink.
But what use is a pen without a hand,
and the hand without a mind?
And what is a mind without Language,
Language without an idea?
Ink without language, pen and mind
is ink - merely spilled.
Foolish poet - you think I am so constrained?
Alone on the beach, I wrote in the sand:
I am as a bottle of wine
made to be opened - and drunk.
The sun gazed hot, wind swept the beach
and the words that I wrote - were lost.
#dialogue
#metaphor
#philosophical
135 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2019 9:34pm
22nd Mar 2019 9:34pm
Fearful Love
Spiteful spats split
the heart’s gentle pulse
and shuttered, brittle plans.
For as the heart desiring
sings soft-soaked ballads
the mind, in shame, decries
repeated volleys - jibes
dispatched from a crooked mouth
twisted in a sneer
while the tender heart cowers,
encircled by heated fear.
Brewing from this tension
seeping through piercing radar,
eyes meet and hands, tentative
to a delicate finger tip - touch.
the heart’s gentle pulse
and shuttered, brittle plans.
For as the heart desiring
sings soft-soaked ballads
the mind, in shame, decries
repeated volleys - jibes
dispatched from a crooked mouth
twisted in a sneer
while the tender heart cowers,
encircled by heated fear.
Brewing from this tension
seeping through piercing radar,
eyes meet and hands, tentative
to a delicate finger tip - touch.
#anger
#conflict
136 reads
7 Comments
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