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.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Feb 2021 10:39am
6th Feb 2021 10:39am
Objects
So many people
Living one lie to another
Out to impress their own egos
So many people
Doing it all for show
For shallow selves & shallow friends
And families too
Joining in, teaching it, passing on
Those materialist beliefs
Watch them
In their cunning concrete worlds
Listen & let them talk
Observe the gradual exposure
And look for the cracks
In their thin transparent veneers
Doing it best on social media
Well too in real fake life
Only their best to speak of
...
Living one lie to another
Out to impress their own egos
So many people
Doing it all for show
For shallow selves & shallow friends
And families too
Joining in, teaching it, passing on
Those materialist beliefs
Watch them
In their cunning concrete worlds
Listen & let them talk
Observe the gradual exposure
And look for the cracks
In their thin transparent veneers
Doing it best on social media
Well too in real fake life
Only their best to speak of
...
#deception
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Feb 2021 10:34am
6th Feb 2021 10:34am
On Tour
Grit & resilience
Gorgeous thing
I know it’s so …
Unbelievable
All your games
All your fantasies
Little girl
Little boy
Of your mother
Of your father
You exist
For a time
Try to do it well
Seek forgiveness
Notice her obviously
No trying to deny it
Find a few extraordinary yards
Play it by the rules
Seek forgiveness
Try not to obfuscate too much
With our playthings
Daytime pleasures and night
Gorgeous thing
I know it’s so …
Unbelievable
All your games
All your fantasies
Little girl
Little boy
Of your mother
Of your father
You exist
For a time
Try to do it well
Seek forgiveness
Notice her obviously
No trying to deny it
Find a few extraordinary yards
Play it by the rules
Seek forgiveness
Try not to obfuscate too much
With our playthings
Daytime pleasures and night
#TruthOfLife
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2021 00:58am
2nd Feb 2021 00:58am
Another Modern Truism
All who identify
Based on gender
Are sexists
Based on gender
Are sexists
#feminism
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2021 00:53am
2nd Feb 2021 00:53am
A Modern Truism
All who identify
Based on race
Are racists
Based on race
Are racists
#racism
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2021 6:56am
11th Jan 2021 6:56am
Quote This
I don't objectify
I glorify
I glorify
#love
#beauty
#nature
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2021 6:51am
11th Jan 2021 6:51am
Mary
I love how she gags
On all those H's
In Bach
On all those H's
In Bach
#music
#art
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2021 9:37am
7th Jan 2021 9:37am
Saucy
Oh
Why isn’t it working?
Give it time
Ok
Still …
Doesn’t seem …
To be working
Wait
No
Nothing
I expected …
Something
But
No, nothing
Except the smell
That is something
Yes
It might be working
Just very slowly
Give it a tap
No
Harder
No
Tap, tap, and tap!
Squeeze
Yes
That’s what it needed
It’s coming away
Slowly
Do it again
I dare you
Ok
Err!
I didn’t need to
I lifted it up ...
Why isn’t it working?
Give it time
Ok
Still …
Doesn’t seem …
To be working
Wait
No
Nothing
I expected …
Something
But
No, nothing
Except the smell
That is something
Yes
It might be working
Just very slowly
Give it a tap
No
Harder
No
Tap, tap, and tap!
Squeeze
Yes
That’s what it needed
It’s coming away
Slowly
Do it again
I dare you
Ok
Err!
I didn’t need to
I lifted it up ...
#food
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2021 9:32am
7th Jan 2021 9:32am
Yet Another
I suffer from various afflictions:
- Protestant thrift
- Self-abuse syndrome
- Lust for life disorder
- Sentimentality
- Truth-seeking foolishness
- Too many eyes for beauty
- A fondness for lists
- Protestant thrift
- Self-abuse syndrome
- Lust for life disorder
- Sentimentality
- Truth-seeking foolishness
- Too many eyes for beauty
- A fondness for lists
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jan 2021 10:43am
5th Jan 2021 10:43am
Doomed
I was doomed to win
I blame my parents
I blame myself
Of course
I forage
For everything
On the planet
All the girls
Keep to ancient trails
The distant lands
The hills, the valleys
My subterfuge
All those ruses
That could go so terribly wrong
The peep-shows, the brothel
That decadence on tap
I accepted the conditions
Tried to trade up but failed
Wallowed in my shame
Got up again
Fucked & kissed
Something someone perfect
Laughed and smiled again
At...
I blame my parents
I blame myself
Of course
I forage
For everything
On the planet
All the girls
Keep to ancient trails
The distant lands
The hills, the valleys
My subterfuge
All those ruses
That could go so terribly wrong
The peep-shows, the brothel
That decadence on tap
I accepted the conditions
Tried to trade up but failed
Wallowed in my shame
Got up again
Fucked & kissed
Something someone perfect
Laughed and smiled again
At...
#TruthOfLife
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jan 2021 10:39am
5th Jan 2021 10:39am
My Art Hall of Fame
Lydia Lunch
Charles Bukowski
Leonardo da Vinci
Vincent van Gogh
Rembrandt, Vermeer
Hopper, Edgar Allan Poe
Leonard Cohen
Joy Division
Pink Floyd
Led Zeppelin
Deep Purple
The Sweet
Arthur Rimbaud
Sylvia Plath
J.R.R. Tolkien
John Steinbeck (of course)
Oh, Nabokov (sorry, actually quite higher up the list – maybe first?)
Sorry Vladimir
Charles Bukowski
Leonardo da Vinci
Vincent van Gogh
Rembrandt, Vermeer
Hopper, Edgar Allan Poe
Leonard Cohen
Joy Division
Pink Floyd
Led Zeppelin
Deep Purple
The Sweet
Arthur Rimbaud
Sylvia Plath
J.R.R. Tolkien
John Steinbeck (of course)
Oh, Nabokov (sorry, actually quite higher up the list – maybe first?)
Sorry Vladimir
#art
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EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Dec 2020 11:32am
31st Dec 2020 11:32am
But I Did
She had a sticky date
What can I say?
I tried to look away
But it lured me in
I’m weak, I said
To myself I think
I don’t exactly recall
She was Italian
From the north
On the Swiss border
Blonde, blue eyed
Skin like …
Soft & smooth
Brown & pink
I had a clever finger
It could not be helped
Almost estranged
Yes that was it
Part of me but
One of the naughty bits
Her tits were like treacle
I had no hope
With her …
And all those
Tempting shores ...
What can I say?
I tried to look away
But it lured me in
I’m weak, I said
To myself I think
I don’t exactly recall
She was Italian
From the north
On the Swiss border
Blonde, blue eyed
Skin like …
Soft & smooth
Brown & pink
I had a clever finger
It could not be helped
Almost estranged
Yes that was it
Part of me but
One of the naughty bits
Her tits were like treacle
I had no hope
With her …
And all those
Tempting shores ...
#love
#lover
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DRUGS POEM
Published
31st Dec 2020 11:27am
31st Dec 2020 11:27am
Don’t Be Ashamed of ‘It’
There are a thousand little tricks
For a drunk & drug addict to learn
A thousand little man-made
Quarrels with nature
There are a thousand blind rules
To be broken
More than a million
To keep
We sons and daughters
Of slaves
Are slaves
Have masters/mistresses
We saints and sinners
We creatures
Of the vortex
Of gyroscopic time
All the relatives
All the striders
For infinity
And one step beyond
One legend beyond
A few mortal leaps
A series of...
For a drunk & drug addict to learn
A thousand little man-made
Quarrels with nature
There are a thousand blind rules
To be broken
More than a million
To keep
We sons and daughters
Of slaves
Are slaves
Have masters/mistresses
We saints and sinners
We creatures
Of the vortex
Of gyroscopic time
All the relatives
All the striders
For infinity
And one step beyond
One legend beyond
A few mortal leaps
A series of...
#addiction
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