Submissions by Strangeways_Rob
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The son and heir of nothing in particular
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Oct 2020 10:54pm
26th Oct 2020 10:54pm
something like a decapitated scarecrow
broken senryu covid dreams
Universe Wastes Nothing
Water lilies wreath,
Weaves purple stitch through red wound…….
Drip drip drip drop dust
Bodies on the Edge of Extinction
>>Broken angle lists:
Jawbone to books, bread and bed>>
Our bodies, bereft.
Looking Directly Into
God’s Bloodshot Eyes
Sunk God washed ashore
Dead fish eyes – sailor surprise.
Lighthouse turns to salt.
No One Belongs Here More Than You
Tamil grammar dreams
Origami arteries;
Heart...
Universe Wastes Nothing
Water lilies wreath,
Weaves purple stitch through red wound…….
Drip drip drip drop dust
Bodies on the Edge of Extinction
>>Broken angle lists:
Jawbone to books, bread and bed>>
Our bodies, bereft.
Looking Directly Into
God’s Bloodshot Eyes
Sunk God washed ashore
Dead fish eyes – sailor surprise.
Lighthouse turns to salt.
No One Belongs Here More Than You
Tamil grammar dreams
Origami arteries;
Heart...
#love
#universe
#nature
#StreamOfConsciousness
#pandemic
391 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Oct 2020 10:47pm
13th Oct 2020 10:47pm
our little empire
#vizz
#love
#hope
#universe #pandemic
#universe #pandemic
519 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2020 7:48pm
20th Sep 2020 7:48pm
no truce with the furies
dark visual 2
#dark
#mythology
#morality
617 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2020 7:42pm
20th Sep 2020 7:42pm
sleeping with the sandman
dark visual 1
#dark
#sleep
580 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Sep 2020 2:46pm
11th Sep 2020 2:46pm
succinct six
The Talking Typewriter
After you have finished
Typing poetry for her,
Be sure to tie my
Ribbon around her hair.
The Old Ephemeral Shop
A curious face, never to be seen again, has looked deeply into your eyes with some mute message, which you are never allowed the time or intimacy to understand.
Somewhere,
Small coffin of
Lapwing Larkin Linnet
Lowered into a lake.
The water holds their reflection.
Cenotaph : Brittle Bones Bullets
Last bullet of Somme found his neck
Morgue’d sky was...
After you have finished
Typing poetry for her,
Be sure to tie my
Ribbon around her hair.
The Old Ephemeral Shop
A curious face, never to be seen again, has looked deeply into your eyes with some mute message, which you are never allowed the time or intimacy to understand.
Somewhere,
Small coffin of
Lapwing Larkin Linnet
Lowered into a lake.
The water holds their reflection.
Cenotaph : Brittle Bones Bullets
Last bullet of Somme found his neck
Morgue’d sky was...
#love
#universe
#LifeCycle
393 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Sep 2020 9:30pm
7th Sep 2020 9:30pm
Diving For Broken Bottles
Life still pencils the city
Fruit in bowl weeps all weekend
Saturday night, Sunday morning-sickness.
City sickness growing inside, fallow
Forever breathes the lonely A-Z
Locations as dreams, drifting mist.
Sheets of mist swathe Hampstead Heath
Wind rattles emphysemic copses,
There’s bones in them ponds & here
Lost somewhere on the aborted page.
Page of hearts cremate > 451 Fahrenheit -
Shelley’s furnaced heart (throe’d to Mary’s silk)
Bled Viareggio sands to red river.
River’ed jibber-jabber...
Fruit in bowl weeps all weekend
Saturday night, Sunday morning-sickness.
City sickness growing inside, fallow
Forever breathes the lonely A-Z
Locations as dreams, drifting mist.
Sheets of mist swathe Hampstead Heath
Wind rattles emphysemic copses,
There’s bones in them ponds & here
Lost somewhere on the aborted page.
Page of hearts cremate > 451 Fahrenheit -
Shelley’s furnaced heart (throe’d to Mary’s silk)
Bled Viareggio sands to red river.
River’ed jibber-jabber...
#love
#universe
#LifeCycle
382 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2020 7:26pm
4th Sep 2020 7:26pm
~Sky & Flesh Of Our Paarijaat Nights & Paramporul Nucleus, Is This Breathing Poetry: Love (A RobUma Collab)
Sky & Flesh Of Our Paarijaat Nights & Paramporul Nucleus, Is This Breathing Poetry: Love (A RobUma Collab)
The moon’s perfect vowel
Oozes luna(r)tic tides
Across ripples of our lips
Breath drifting from mouth –
Shiuli tongues circle
Paper windmill sails,
Big ships can sink in birdbath
& this is why, my love, our
Universe is the size of diver’s lungs.
lunging shrilly zilling tambourines
of our trembling amphibian gills... breathe
in the swelling tears of the unplucked ...
The moon’s perfect vowel
Oozes luna(r)tic tides
Across ripples of our lips
Breath drifting from mouth –
Shiuli tongues circle
Paper windmill sails,
Big ships can sink in birdbath
& this is why, my love, our
Universe is the size of diver’s lungs.
lunging shrilly zilling tambourines
of our trembling amphibian gills... breathe
in the swelling tears of the unplucked ...
#love
#universe
#nature #philosophical
#nature #philosophical
429 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
1st Sep 2020 4:09pm
1st Sep 2020 4:09pm
Crucified As The School Bell Tolled For Lunch
vizzual#
#universe
#God
484 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Aug 2020 10:32pm
28th Aug 2020 10:32pm
Starlight On The Rails
Scraggled verisimilar verse
Words weave
a roric drenched field
Until sun’s teeth gnaw the fruit core raw:
Branch trembles after bird has flown.
Night lights flame, frame
Portrait of lonely passenger
Reading a paper back on plumed train.
Distraction carriage, each platform a stage,
Actors skitter o’er ever shrinking rails
Lights – Camera – Action
Bit part couching for Brief Encounter
& we all know how that ended.
I know my destination.
In nation of eternal imagination ...
Words weave
a roric drenched field
Until sun’s teeth gnaw the fruit core raw:
Branch trembles after bird has flown.
Night lights flame, frame
Portrait of lonely passenger
Reading a paper back on plumed train.
Distraction carriage, each platform a stage,
Actors skitter o’er ever shrinking rails
Lights – Camera – Action
Bit part couching for Brief Encounter
& we all know how that ended.
I know my destination.
In nation of eternal imagination ...
#love
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
380 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Aug 2020 7:48pm
21st Aug 2020 7:48pm
Strangeways Here We Come
A RUSH AND A PUSH AND THE LAND IS OURS
Wandering off earth disguised as blind beggar
On bicycle of pumpkin and bone my ghost reclines
In séance wheels a voice mute and punctured.
One day poetry will die my love.
eBay will sell souls to the lowest bidder.
I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN’T FINISH
Hapless rogue at end of rope
The boy hung traditional rights, still unable
Uncorked forbidden fruit astride oak.
Mind garrotted in the Gulag, found
The meaning of the universe to be
DEATH OF A DISCO DANCER
...
Wandering off earth disguised as blind beggar
On bicycle of pumpkin and bone my ghost reclines
In séance wheels a voice mute and punctured.
One day poetry will die my love.
eBay will sell souls to the lowest bidder.
I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN’T FINISH
Hapless rogue at end of rope
The boy hung traditional rights, still unable
Uncorked forbidden fruit astride oak.
Mind garrotted in the Gulag, found
The meaning of the universe to be
DEATH OF A DISCO DANCER
...
#inspirational
#music
#lyrics
404 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Aug 2020 10:09pm
9th Aug 2020 10:09pm
10 Portraits Of Sunday Morning Rain (collab with Uma)
Black coal morning
Shoe shrine bed altar,
Crucified by flames.
Night’s dead womb
Fallows solitary plough
Suddenly, constellations of puddles.
starriness streaking
from colliding depressions…
I/ eye rise(s) in the rainfall
harnesses micro-puncturing
sphericities, pools them inner
the (r)oaring in eyelashes
Bird-seed breakfast,
Naked sun-spilt rooves
In her gold sleep nightbirds.
nascence dawning’s
blood spilling mistiness
carve~ crave more
monsoonal crisis
...
Shoe shrine bed altar,
Crucified by flames.
Night’s dead womb
Fallows solitary plough
Suddenly, constellations of puddles.
starriness streaking
from colliding depressions…
I/ eye rise(s) in the rainfall
harnesses micro-puncturing
sphericities, pools them inner
the (r)oaring in eyelashes
Bird-seed breakfast,
Naked sun-spilt rooves
In her gold sleep nightbirds.
nascence dawning’s
blood spilling mistiness
carve~ crave more
monsoonal crisis
...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#universe
#rain
#fate
382 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jul 2020 10:40pm
29th Jul 2020 10:40pm
'A Woman Unconscious'...Wakes?
White Goddess lines open coffin
With her hair trimmings &
Tarred crow feathers
The silent woman
Smites her womb
Exciting waters to be broken.
In final breath of water
She becomes a lake
Sailed by nightjar holy tremblings.
Until
Ancestral ghosts bequeath
Unto him, the white sheet,
Crisply ironed as bank manager’s shirt:
The burnt fox in his once dream
Shrouds earthen existence
Paints the portal obsidian
Of each poetic homecoming.
Earthed thistle prickles skin
Of rustication...
With her hair trimmings &
Tarred crow feathers
The silent woman
Smites her womb
Exciting waters to be broken.
In final breath of water
She becomes a lake
Sailed by nightjar holy tremblings.
Until
Ancestral ghosts bequeath
Unto him, the white sheet,
Crisply ironed as bank manager’s shirt:
The burnt fox in his once dream
Shrouds earthen existence
Paints the portal obsidian
Of each poetic homecoming.
Earthed thistle prickles skin
Of rustication...
#TedHughes
489 reads
3 Comments
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