Submissions by Shinobi (Randall Reedy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My work is a bit more on the surreal side of poetry, I love the abstract darker side of nature, and show that in my work I feel I am underrated but I think all poets feel they underrated, I enjoy Haiku, English Haiku, Triolets, Acrostic, and Lai structure
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2021 2:31pm
27th Oct 2021 2:31pm
The Firefly Crashes
shattering the cosmos
firefly lands on a monitor
looking for intelligent life
blink lights, big city nights
jet engines sputtering out
cracks on the of the moon
can't be found
rustling leaves twisting
in the vacuum of space
listen, there thunder underground
as we tip our hats
firefly dives, goes splat
God's fly swatter
snaps
firefly lands on a monitor
looking for intelligent life
blink lights, big city nights
jet engines sputtering out
cracks on the of the moon
can't be found
rustling leaves twisting
in the vacuum of space
listen, there thunder underground
as we tip our hats
firefly dives, goes splat
God's fly swatter
snaps
#inspirational
#moon
#shadows
#nature
#scifi
403 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
27th Oct 2021 4:44am
27th Oct 2021 4:44am
Another Tale of Woe
the smell of her perfume, it still lingers
an unpleasant fragrance that reminds
of a multitude of memories...invading
the senses with their stench of the past
I look up in the technicolor sky, blinking
my curious eyes, as eagles swoop down
their plumage of black-n-white...beautiful
yet I am frightened by the spectres beyond
their marble stare...it shoots arrows into me
so flow on waters, from those ivory towers
erupting from...
an unpleasant fragrance that reminds
of a multitude of memories...invading
the senses with their stench of the past
I look up in the technicolor sky, blinking
my curious eyes, as eagles swoop down
their plumage of black-n-white...beautiful
yet I am frightened by the spectres beyond
their marble stare...it shoots arrows into me
so flow on waters, from those ivory towers
erupting from...
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#ghosts
#bittersweet
360 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
Standing Alone in a Field of Trampled Tulips
Once a year...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
#Halloween
#ghosts
#EdgarAllanPoe
#curse
#zombies
378 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Oct 2021 3:14pm
24th Oct 2021 3:14pm
Blood On The Bricks
quickly the crimson blade
slices through the skin
spraying from his arteries
physical graffiti of society
from brick walls it drips
with burnt offerings...
arrows peirce the sores
as the moon collides
smashing into their faces
in the age of reason there is
madness...
a broken cycle of colors and elements
tossed from a moving transport
sanguine diamonds splattering
across the pavement, as we
curl into fetal positions waiting
for the sun to rise...
slices through the skin
spraying from his arteries
physical graffiti of society
from brick walls it drips
with burnt offerings...
arrows peirce the sores
as the moon collides
smashing into their faces
in the age of reason there is
madness...
a broken cycle of colors and elements
tossed from a moving transport
sanguine diamonds splattering
across the pavement, as we
curl into fetal positions waiting
for the sun to rise...
#death
#nightmares
#steampunk
#surreal
#dystopian
400 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2021 3:12pm
23rd Oct 2021 3:12pm
Only Smoke and Mirrors...
reflecting on yesterday,
through a clouded haze
smoke wafts like spectres
water colors flow down
from raindrops falling
dripping from fingertips, bleeding
memories
papier mache' angels
with kaleidoscope eyes
looking through picture frames
mirrors of the mind, and carousel
rides
hear the melody of pianos
and woodwinds greeting
sunshine, through smoke and mirrors
...
through a clouded haze
smoke wafts like spectres
water colors flow down
from raindrops falling
dripping from fingertips, bleeding
memories
papier mache' angels
with kaleidoscope eyes
looking through picture frames
mirrors of the mind, and carousel
rides
hear the melody of pianos
and woodwinds greeting
sunshine, through smoke and mirrors
...
#love
#motivational
#sky
#clouds
#rain
423 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2021 2:59pm
22nd Oct 2021 2:59pm
Invisible to Beautiful Lies
I've become invisible
to those beautiful lies
shades of grey that dance
across the silver screen
we get lost, but stay motionless
arrows peirce my side,
but still I soar in indigo skies
our souls are captured by flashbacks
of days of the future past
as we remain unseen, invisible
to those beautiful lies, that cloud
the wandering eye...
diving into the shallow end
of a pool, wishing for tomorrow
but we're crashing headlong
into today...as swords cut
through the mists...
...
to those beautiful lies
shades of grey that dance
across the silver screen
we get lost, but stay motionless
arrows peirce my side,
but still I soar in indigo skies
our souls are captured by flashbacks
of days of the future past
as we remain unseen, invisible
to those beautiful lies, that cloud
the wandering eye...
diving into the shallow end
of a pool, wishing for tomorrow
but we're crashing headlong
into today...as swords cut
through the mists...
...
#gothic
#universe
#shadows
#music
#dance
318 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Oct 2021 7:39pm
17th Oct 2021 7:39pm
Megitsune
hidden behind a lotus blossom
her eyes glare, with mischief
a vixen in a silver fur coat
as her tail flows behind...
Megitsune, what kind of tricks
are inside your silken bag?
what surprise do you have in store
for mankind?
sitting unnoticed to the stork
as he balances on one leg in the river
you shiver as summerland breezes
blow through the bamboo trees
Megitsune, where have you been?
like a harlequin dancing in the valley
you're a devil plotting...
...
her eyes glare, with mischief
a vixen in a silver fur coat
as her tail flows behind...
Megitsune, what kind of tricks
are inside your silken bag?
what surprise do you have in store
for mankind?
sitting unnoticed to the stork
as he balances on one leg in the river
you shiver as summerland breezes
blow through the bamboo trees
Megitsune, where have you been?
like a harlequin dancing in the valley
you're a devil plotting...
...
#universe
#animals
#fall
#fire
#nature
380 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Oct 2021 3:43pm
13th Oct 2021 3:43pm
Convoluted...
the moon's face smiles down
from outer space
we're getting tipsy, drinking
in the stars
soon, we'll be chasing comets
revovering satellites
a push on the swing, we're flying
across galaxies
we capture moonbeams
in a butterfly net
made out lacey curtains
as the smoke drifts like
an effervescent rose, so delicate
it's reflection shatters
when...
from outer space
we're getting tipsy, drinking
in the stars
soon, we'll be chasing comets
revovering satellites
a push on the swing, we're flying
across galaxies
we capture moonbeams
in a butterfly net
made out lacey curtains
as the smoke drifts like
an effervescent rose, so delicate
it's reflection shatters
when...
#inspirational
#universe
#moon
#sky
#fire
384 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
11th Oct 2021 2:17am
11th Oct 2021 2:17am
The Grace of the Gothic Rose (A Triolet)
O' how the gothic rose bleeds
see her withered darkness so graceful
planted down deeply grows seeds
O' how the gothic rose bleeds
the winds whistles amongst the reeds
she stares into the faces of the faithful
O' how the gothic rose bleeds
see her withered darkness so graceful
see her withered darkness so graceful
planted down deeply grows seeds
O' how the gothic rose bleeds
the winds whistles amongst the reeds
she stares into the faces of the faithful
O' how the gothic rose bleeds
see her withered darkness so graceful
#sadness
#dark
#ghosts
#nostalgia
#fear
290 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2021 5:06pm
8th Oct 2021 5:06pm
Black Cat
I hear...
hymns down corridors
from the faceless nuns
that haunt my dreams
feet don't touch
the antiseptic floors
as the moon rises
I hear...
them rapping at the door
is it the wind that
I hear...
or is something sinister
waiting outside in the walls
tapping down the stone halls
yellow eyes glare
from the corner of my room
as I'm stalked by shadows
I hear...
rustling in the darkness
to seal my doom
the hymns get louder
a tussle of wind blowing ...
hymns down corridors
from the faceless nuns
that haunt my dreams
feet don't touch
the antiseptic floors
as the moon rises
I hear...
them rapping at the door
is it the wind that
I hear...
or is something sinister
waiting outside in the walls
tapping down the stone halls
yellow eyes glare
from the corner of my room
as I'm stalked by shadows
I hear...
rustling in the darkness
to seal my doom
the hymns get louder
a tussle of wind blowing ...
#strength
#cats
#Halloween
#ghosts
#fear
272 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2021 4:30am
7th Oct 2021 4:30am
Dear Diary
dear diary...
this flashback is haunting me
just like family ghosts raving
in the parlor
drowning in the spilled tea
of my memory
swirling sugarcubes slowly
with a rusted spoon
another day...
I could smile like a clown performing
under the big top,
but my carnival rides
have all stopped...
staring through a thin veil
they stares like ice
the reflection is clouded
by steaming breath
bubbling...
this flashback is haunting me
just like family ghosts raving
in the parlor
drowning in the spilled tea
of my memory
swirling sugarcubes slowly
with a rusted spoon
another day...
I could smile like a clown performing
under the big top,
but my carnival rides
have all stopped...
staring through a thin veil
they stares like ice
the reflection is clouded
by steaming breath
bubbling...
#dark
#death
#confessional
#bittersweet
#karma
266 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Oct 2021 00:31am
6th Oct 2021 00:31am
The Girl in the Red Redcoat
she put her red slicker on
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
while the parade passed by
on that black and white night
as the pawns kept marching
in a straight line, keeping time
with the metronome...ticking
she hid under a pink umbrella
glancing from under the vinyl
as the raindrops flooded her big eyes
with untimely teardrops...she sobs
the moisture slides down her cheeks
boots on cobblestones...keep marching
she hears the chatter of mockingbird
with white-tipped wings..squawking
waving a black flag in the morning
as the...
#courage
#spiritual
#emptiness
#daughter
#bittersweet
314 reads
0 Comments
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