Submissions by Spanker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction The experiments continue; elements combine and react; new substances form; old ideas disintegrate; lenses filter, focus and reflect; the scientist and the lab rat – indistinguishable.
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2020 10:31am
14th Jan 2020 10:31am
HA HA
OH
IMAGINE ALL THOSE
IMAGINE ALL THOSE
#dreams
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2020 10:26am
14th Jan 2020 10:26am
Division Into Two
Her dichotomy
Tried my dichotomy
Both were exempted
On technical grounds
Her dichotomy
Was most unimpressed
With every vain jest
My uncontrollable mind could conjure
She was wickedly dressed
Red lipstick smudge regardless
I pointed, tried to sound intelligible
Failed again, reward-less
She smiled, out of pity
Out of cheeky chagrin
In her French knicker y
All famous within
Your heralded darkness
Meeting mine in the blind
With our secret armies
With our late night blinds
...
Tried my dichotomy
Both were exempted
On technical grounds
Her dichotomy
Was most unimpressed
With every vain jest
My uncontrollable mind could conjure
She was wickedly dressed
Red lipstick smudge regardless
I pointed, tried to sound intelligible
Failed again, reward-less
She smiled, out of pity
Out of cheeky chagrin
In her French knicker y
All famous within
Your heralded darkness
Meeting mine in the blind
With our secret armies
With our late night blinds
...
#breakup
#separation
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2019 9:03am
10th Dec 2019 9:03am
Multiculturalism
Multiculturalism
I'm all for it
Sexually speaking
Those hot Hispanic women
They do it for me
I can tell you!
They got the moves
They got the moves
Ay, Chihuahua!
They sure got the moves
Those hard nippled, hard arsed
Hot Hispanic women
With their booties
Twerking so fine
And their pussies - Lordy!
Their pussies are devine
Flowers of godliness
Of inspiration
The lock & key
Or is it keys?
How many copies?
A master you say?
Very nice key ...
I'm all for it
Sexually speaking
Those hot Hispanic women
They do it for me
I can tell you!
They got the moves
They got the moves
Ay, Chihuahua!
They sure got the moves
Those hard nippled, hard arsed
Hot Hispanic women
With their booties
Twerking so fine
And their pussies - Lordy!
Their pussies are devine
Flowers of godliness
Of inspiration
The lock & key
Or is it keys?
How many copies?
A master you say?
Very nice key ...
#love
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STORY POEM
Published
10th Dec 2019 8:44am
10th Dec 2019 8:44am
Lovely!
Let he or she
Who is without sin
Cast the first stone
Why is no-one bending?
To pick up stone
Is it the sin?
What deep dark presences?
Haunt your particular soul
What horrors invade your brain?
What glories, what invisible sins?
Those great & blessed mornings
The sleep-ins, the quiet brunches
The left-over music
All those lectures
Those two offers
Those two I had to refuse
Did I ? Did I really?
And grand & splendid offers
So no-one threw a stone
Most saw...
Who is without sin
Cast the first stone
Why is no-one bending?
To pick up stone
Is it the sin?
What deep dark presences?
Haunt your particular soul
What horrors invade your brain?
What glories, what invisible sins?
Those great & blessed mornings
The sleep-ins, the quiet brunches
The left-over music
All those lectures
Those two offers
Those two I had to refuse
Did I ? Did I really?
And grand & splendid offers
So no-one threw a stone
Most saw...
#morality
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
12th Oct 2019 3:15am
12th Oct 2019 3:15am
After All These Years
Knock knock!
…
Knock knock knock!
…
“I’m coming! … Who the fuck is this so early?
…
Hugo! What on earth?”
“I’m sorry Katharine, for …”
“Well … I can’t say … You’d better come in. It was very kind of you to knock … And visit.”
“Katharine …”
“After all this time … As you hopefully know or have probably guessed – I’ve thought about you almost every day … Since you left …”
“And as you probably know or have guessed, I’ve thought of you every day too …”
“Oh Hugo, for fuck’s sake … I’ve … What the hell! Why Hugo, why the fuck!? …” ...
…
Knock knock knock!
…
“I’m coming! … Who the fuck is this so early?
…
Hugo! What on earth?”
“I’m sorry Katharine, for …”
“Well … I can’t say … You’d better come in. It was very kind of you to knock … And visit.”
“Katharine …”
“After all this time … As you hopefully know or have probably guessed – I’ve thought about you almost every day … Since you left …”
“And as you probably know or have guessed, I’ve thought of you every day too …”
“Oh Hugo, for fuck’s sake … I’ve … What the hell! Why Hugo, why the fuck!? …” ...
#love
#war
#death
#memories
#rebellion
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2019 8:59am
4th Sep 2019 8:59am
I Filled My Dreams
I stood in line with the darkness
My shadow shone in the night
From my house-light behind me
On a moonless star-filled night
I came inside, to the brightness
I was pushed by something won
There were girls in my mirror
Me behind them, looking on
And did I say? They were fine girls
In front of my mirror
With me looking on, behind them
Pushed by something won
And did I mention? Hairy bliss
In the soft canary night
I filled my dreams with darkness
On a moonless star-filled night
My shadow shone in the night
From my house-light behind me
On a moonless star-filled night
I came inside, to the brightness
I was pushed by something won
There were girls in my mirror
Me behind them, looking on
And did I say? They were fine girls
In front of my mirror
With me looking on, behind them
Pushed by something won
And did I mention? Hairy bliss
In the soft canary night
I filled my dreams with darkness
On a moonless star-filled night
#love
#lust
#women #beauty
#women #beauty
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Sep 2019 8:49am
4th Sep 2019 8:49am
Kings & Monsters
The madman
Slowly reads himself
Into the story
The fetid toad
Looks itself
Into the mirror
The flames
Are risen again
And flaring
From glow
To flicker
To insensate heat
Their paths contained
And righteous
With restraint
A horse hair
Whispers
As it goes
And what of this dark wood?
Lit by fire
To shine a way
Toad and madman
See crawling things
See wings
Embers fly
Only …
To be taken
The blow
Of freedom ...
Slowly reads himself
Into the story
The fetid toad
Looks itself
Into the mirror
The flames
Are risen again
And flaring
From glow
To flicker
To insensate heat
Their paths contained
And righteous
With restraint
A horse hair
Whispers
As it goes
And what of this dark wood?
Lit by fire
To shine a way
Toad and madman
See crawling things
See wings
Embers fly
Only …
To be taken
The blow
Of freedom ...
#love
#animals
#fire #nature
#fire #nature
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ANGER POEM
Published
21st Aug 2019 2:14pm
21st Aug 2019 2:14pm
# Join Us
Kill all non-conformers
Snuff them out
All heretics must die
For our greater goodness
For our utilitarian desires
All outsiders must go
So you and I might grow
Eradicate all weeds
Cut down lopsided trees
Bomb all buildings from the past
Unmast and sink ships that sail
Euthanase the old and sick
Release them from our misery
Burn all refuse well
Bury all ash that remains
Clear the way for science
Ban all religious belief
Embrace new life forms
Foster and promote new art
Hear the noise of mass ...
Snuff them out
All heretics must die
For our greater goodness
For our utilitarian desires
All outsiders must go
So you and I might grow
Eradicate all weeds
Cut down lopsided trees
Bomb all buildings from the past
Unmast and sink ships that sail
Euthanase the old and sick
Release them from our misery
Burn all refuse well
Bury all ash that remains
Clear the way for science
Ban all religious belief
Embrace new life forms
Foster and promote new art
Hear the noise of mass ...
#hate
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Aug 2019 1:55pm
21st Aug 2019 1:55pm
This Dirty Life
My dishes piled up in my sink of life
Dogs in my state of nature jail
Who's talking?
Who's asking?
They don't have too much to say
And what was the price?
And what was the pay-off?
They don't have too much to say
Can you put it in writing?
Fax a copy to my attorney today
I'm all for a plea-bargain
When the price is right
I'm completely innocent you know
But I'll do what I might
For so much, and so forth
And so and so
And so on
Dogs in my state of nature jail
Who's talking?
Who's asking?
They don't have too much to say
And what was the price?
And what was the pay-off?
They don't have too much to say
Can you put it in writing?
Fax a copy to my attorney today
I'm all for a plea-bargain
When the price is right
I'm completely innocent you know
But I'll do what I might
For so much, and so forth
And so and so
And so on
#prison
#morality
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
4th Aug 2019 8:44am
4th Aug 2019 8:44am
A Short Story About Poetry
Hello.
This is a short story about poetry.
It is not a poem.
And I am not a poet.
Many poets are liars.
Some tell the truth at times, when it suits.
Poets are like ordinary people.
Poets are ordinary people.
They write things down, and then read them.
They write thoughts down, and then read them.
Some poets tell stories.
Some poets tell fibs.
The stories are often about them, and other poets.
Most poets write to get published.
And they choose topics that publishers might like.
So they write about minority groups. ...
This is a short story about poetry.
It is not a poem.
And I am not a poet.
Many poets are liars.
Some tell the truth at times, when it suits.
Poets are like ordinary people.
Poets are ordinary people.
They write things down, and then read them.
They write thoughts down, and then read them.
Some poets tell stories.
Some poets tell fibs.
The stories are often about them, and other poets.
Most poets write to get published.
And they choose topics that publishers might like.
So they write about minority groups. ...
#WritingPoetry
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Aug 2019 7:59am
4th Aug 2019 7:59am
Lovely Frenchies
I love your bits
Pernod, Mustard
Vincent & Rimbaud
Modigliani, Madigliani
Your cafes, your brothels
Your arrogance, your Brandy
Your pastries, your cheese
I do not know your wines
But one day hope to
I do not know your whores
But one night hope to
I do not know your burn
But hope to add to it
Paris, I want to position you
Paris, I want to proposition you
I want your knock-back to be chivalrous
And I want your acceptance to be unexpected
I want you with your dirt and charm
I want you not wearing...
Pernod, Mustard
Vincent & Rimbaud
Modigliani, Madigliani
Your cafes, your brothels
Your arrogance, your Brandy
Your pastries, your cheese
I do not know your wines
But one day hope to
I do not know your whores
But one night hope to
I do not know your burn
But hope to add to it
Paris, I want to position you
Paris, I want to proposition you
I want your knock-back to be chivalrous
And I want your acceptance to be unexpected
I want you with your dirt and charm
I want you not wearing...
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jul 2019 11:21am
9th Jul 2019 11:21am
Cruel Nature
A fallen man
Talks to himself
And his little god
Inside his head
He imagines a flock
Lower than him
Low as him
Sheep
He old wolf
Looks at them
Some lust
Mostly disdain
How they follow
Eat their greens
Know their fate
And wait
He chides himself
His arrogance
His loneliness
Hard beast
He knows his fate
Too, he eyes them
None see him
He picks one
Talks to himself
And his little god
Inside his head
He imagines a flock
Lower than him
Low as him
Sheep
He old wolf
Looks at them
Some lust
Mostly disdain
How they follow
Eat their greens
Know their fate
And wait
He chides himself
His arrogance
His loneliness
Hard beast
He knows his fate
Too, he eyes them
None see him
He picks one
#death
#animals
#nature #humankind
#nature #humankind
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