Submissions by Strangeways_Rob
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
A Complete History of Feral Yearning, Parts 17 to 52
#unicorns
174 reads
9 Comments
Dear Ted Bundy, Will You Marry Me?
Brewed by barbiturate broken promise,
Barbie Girl’s brooding mascara
Massacred Ken’s American Dream
Dearest Ted
Take me into the night with you
Curl my flames into darker corners
Wed my smashed skull to your altar
Place diamond ring on broken finger
Sedated by Jocks’ disapproving brows
Only team she cheered were the maladjusted,
Blooded-cleaver hacked youth’s blossoming cleavage
Until she was ready for the electric chair
Dearest Ted
In the small hours, upon command of your rain
I will desecrate my flesh...
Barbie Girl’s brooding mascara
Massacred Ken’s American Dream
Dearest Ted
Take me into the night with you
Curl my flames into darker corners
Wed my smashed skull to your altar
Place diamond ring on broken finger
Sedated by Jocks’ disapproving brows
Only team she cheered were the maladjusted,
Blooded-cleaver hacked youth’s blossoming cleavage
Until she was ready for the electric chair
Dearest Ted
In the small hours, upon command of your rain
I will desecrate my flesh...
#unicorns
198 reads
15 Comments
Arches of Spines
Arched
As a lung breathing for all her birds
Boughed are the branches on Mercy Boulevards
Quill of arrows tourniquet the past,
Feel like a whore when you’re bleeding
Fear of trespassers,
All flowers bend towards the sun
Withered in the great unwashed
Fate, tempted,
The jet streams urgently screech
History does not wait.
Tempted to create fate
We spy with our little eyes
Something beginning with poem,
Is God really fucking with us
When invitations to sonnets
Are scrawled on cigarette...
As a lung breathing for all her birds
Boughed are the branches on Mercy Boulevards
Quill of arrows tourniquet the past,
Feel like a whore when you’re bleeding
Fear of trespassers,
All flowers bend towards the sun
Withered in the great unwashed
Fate, tempted,
The jet streams urgently screech
History does not wait.
Tempted to create fate
We spy with our little eyes
Something beginning with poem,
Is God really fucking with us
When invitations to sonnets
Are scrawled on cigarette...
#romantic
#LifeCycle
224 reads
4 Comments
marw ar ei ben ei hun
Bore dda, canol nos,
Fu aderyn llyncu yn nythu bas,
Yn fy breuddwyd synhwysus haf,
Mae aer ystafell gwelu yn troi mewn I aderyn,
Adenydd yn sbilsen inc i mewn i waliau,
A oedd capel unwaith
Da ni’n cysgu ein ffordd yn ol,
I’r cerddoriaeth,
Or ein glaw,
Ac ein tirlun ‘di torri
Mae’r cyfdydd yn wisgo hanes drosodd ei briwiau,
Gwyntau agored yn ysgwyd y tŷ,
Budd ein balchder yn gwysgo llywiau newydd,
Fel y mae’n rhaid….
2,000 years of history tells its own story. Not being deliberately obtuse;...
Fu aderyn llyncu yn nythu bas,
Yn fy breuddwyd synhwysus haf,
Mae aer ystafell gwelu yn troi mewn I aderyn,
Adenydd yn sbilsen inc i mewn i waliau,
A oedd capel unwaith
Da ni’n cysgu ein ffordd yn ol,
I’r cerddoriaeth,
Or ein glaw,
Ac ein tirlun ‘di torri
Mae’r cyfdydd yn wisgo hanes drosodd ei briwiau,
Gwyntau agored yn ysgwyd y tŷ,
Budd ein balchder yn gwysgo llywiau newydd,
Fel y mae’n rhaid….
2,000 years of history tells its own story. Not being deliberately obtuse;...
#love
#kindness
202 reads
A Different Kind of Death
Vased memories beside Mountain path
Leads to derelict house in a Pembroke river,
Dirt red roads measure the Valleys in
Stanzas of graves awaiting final ellipsis.
Paraffin poetry fuels his muse into creation.
She arrives in the last snow of spring,
Strands of air-coloured silk stirrup
Femail to his oaken and carved heart.
She catches consonants from his throat
Webs stories to skins of burnt diamonds,
Wears them as jewels over her wounds.
Her summit collapses down to his lakes,
Chalice of cigarettes, alcohol and charms for...
Leads to derelict house in a Pembroke river,
Dirt red roads measure the Valleys in
Stanzas of graves awaiting final ellipsis.
Paraffin poetry fuels his muse into creation.
She arrives in the last snow of spring,
Strands of air-coloured silk stirrup
Femail to his oaken and carved heart.
She catches consonants from his throat
Webs stories to skins of burnt diamonds,
Wears them as jewels over her wounds.
Her summit collapses down to his lakes,
Chalice of cigarettes, alcohol and charms for...
#inspirational
#WritingPoetry
#LifeCycle #redemption
#LifeCycle #redemption
291 reads
25 Comments
Sunrise, We'll Go Down Together
Water rail of the first high tide
Holds dreams to urgency of morning,
Bluest sirens serenade Hospitals
Birthing certificates of sad news
The sea is calm today.
Wraps her secrets like a sniper folds
Fired bullets into torn negligee
Succulent is the taste of anticipation
Wet are the waves between thighs,
Castles were built by tender/rough hands
Arrow mortars lay bricks across village’d lands
Night time hustlers are still bedded
Awaiting emotional air raids to blitz their days.
Hold still in sacred...
Holds dreams to urgency of morning,
Bluest sirens serenade Hospitals
Birthing certificates of sad news
The sea is calm today.
Wraps her secrets like a sniper folds
Fired bullets into torn negligee
Succulent is the taste of anticipation
Wet are the waves between thighs,
Castles were built by tender/rough hands
Arrow mortars lay bricks across village’d lands
Night time hustlers are still bedded
Awaiting emotional air raids to blitz their days.
Hold still in sacred...
#nature
#LifeCycle
215 reads
9 Comments
Summer Solace for the Never Forgotten and Tomorrow
swallowsoft summer breeze
down to the sea-lanes
sea-drowns, down-stream
bone-beaks break sunset from rock
soundmind lost in hill shimmer
silver-spinning discs cut radial roar
luminescent-lust laminates the landscape
upon a time, once memories were electric cells
upper story closes (around circular tale)
mumble of memories mirk the lightside
ribbed violin strings - unbowed - stir silence into action
two bodies become a small-town universe
fresh from chrysalis womb
butterfly foregoes...
down to the sea-lanes
sea-drowns, down-stream
bone-beaks break sunset from rock
soundmind lost in hill shimmer
silver-spinning discs cut radial roar
luminescent-lust laminates the landscape
upon a time, once memories were electric cells
upper story closes (around circular tale)
mumble of memories mirk the lightside
ribbed violin strings - unbowed - stir silence into action
two bodies become a small-town universe
fresh from chrysalis womb
butterfly foregoes...
#love
#universe
#nature #LifeCycle
#nature #LifeCycle
189 reads
10 Comments
Litany of a Life, Boring
In lieu of words,
Which will be left unread
Inside the small café atop Snowdon
Where coffee tastes of midnight blue,
The view is breath of my very existence
In no particular unholy order
(Counted by mathemagicians)
Preying priests of solace to bury:
2,683 hangovers (hangovers are Hell’s psychiatrists)
64 front door keys
2 babies lost in womb-space (or trapped in nightmares) somewhere
1 ballerina pirouetting away
835 unfinished manuscripts of ‘Forever Yesterday’ under various beds
3 unsliced wedding cakes (rings...
Which will be left unread
Inside the small café atop Snowdon
Where coffee tastes of midnight blue,
The view is breath of my very existence
In no particular unholy order
(Counted by mathemagicians)
Preying priests of solace to bury:
2,683 hangovers (hangovers are Hell’s psychiatrists)
64 front door keys
2 babies lost in womb-space (or trapped in nightmares) somewhere
1 ballerina pirouetting away
835 unfinished manuscripts of ‘Forever Yesterday’ under various beds
3 unsliced wedding cakes (rings...
#unicorns
200 reads
11 Comments
Falling Sideways
A dream docked to my waking canvas
Planet Sedna trapped in Coventry Cathedral
Stained glass window, razed by Luftwaffe
In solitary slip-stream of solar system
Is the earth the loneliest planet?
Comets’ tails are eyelids, open
To the orbit of those things once
Started, can never be stopped
Blood washed from the sea
Transposed into a pavement puddle,
Fragments of Dead Sea scroll
Flotsam abreast water of a bath
First mug of morning coffee
Rests motionless on the retina,
Palimpsest of a ghosted lipstick ...
Planet Sedna trapped in Coventry Cathedral
Stained glass window, razed by Luftwaffe
In solitary slip-stream of solar system
Is the earth the loneliest planet?
Comets’ tails are eyelids, open
To the orbit of those things once
Started, can never be stopped
Blood washed from the sea
Transposed into a pavement puddle,
Fragments of Dead Sea scroll
Flotsam abreast water of a bath
First mug of morning coffee
Rests motionless on the retina,
Palimpsest of a ghosted lipstick ...
#romantic
#universe
#spiritual
225 reads
7 Comments
No One Belongs Here More Than You
The stem of my soul
Strips wet-winged petals,
Fingers forage through forests
Where man has always spade
Feral desires of the moist earth,
Only some have committed to burial
This is my night’s confession
In a fucking flower garden,
Where metaphor is merely
A carnival to describe my turbulent heart,
Small-deaths spinning the Ferris Wheel
The boy who played too often in the rain,
How they laughed, failing to
See the watermark on his neck.
The man who fell to earth from a
Plastic starship parked in the yard,...
Strips wet-winged petals,
Fingers forage through forests
Where man has always spade
Feral desires of the moist earth,
Only some have committed to burial
This is my night’s confession
In a fucking flower garden,
Where metaphor is merely
A carnival to describe my turbulent heart,
Small-deaths spinning the Ferris Wheel
The boy who played too often in the rain,
How they laughed, failing to
See the watermark on his neck.
The man who fell to earth from a
Plastic starship parked in the yard,...
#love
#LifeCycle
385 reads
12 Comments
And They Say Stars Are Dots Too........
Shales of sun-strip flames
Set light to satellites,
Astronaut seamstress stitch
Two skins to one chaotically folded shirt,
Golden splinters which shred your duvet
Are same shards which lay on my pillowed dreams,
On other side of aquarium polaroids
Synchronised strangers swim against the moon-tides.
That which is settled dust on bookshelves
Are the seeking words of sidereal lovers.
That which is left in headphones after song
Are the static caresses from empty beds.
The rain fell gently at first
Like a child stroking...
Set light to satellites,
Astronaut seamstress stitch
Two skins to one chaotically folded shirt,
Golden splinters which shred your duvet
Are same shards which lay on my pillowed dreams,
On other side of aquarium polaroids
Synchronised strangers swim against the moon-tides.
That which is settled dust on bookshelves
Are the seeking words of sidereal lovers.
That which is left in headphones after song
Are the static caresses from empty beds.
The rain fell gently at first
Like a child stroking...
#universe
#LifeCycle
180 reads
10 Comments
Dance, Girl, Dance
Twisting smoke
Moving like sex in a dream
Somewhere,
Rain falls as Elvis tears
Shaking skies fall…closer to water
Beachcomber hair
Ruffles strands of the valleys
Stealing granite hearts
Winter bone
Snaps pace of white-strobe lights
Metronome pulsing uncontrollable
Take my hand,
As a branch shadowing a leaf
Along wrists of ballerina glass,
Dance until breaths are broken
Finding little bits of you in feathers
Betwixt spiralling Flamenco dancer,
Casting nets o’er one-string guitars,...
Moving like sex in a dream
Somewhere,
Rain falls as Elvis tears
Shaking skies fall…closer to water
Beachcomber hair
Ruffles strands of the valleys
Stealing granite hearts
Winter bone
Snaps pace of white-strobe lights
Metronome pulsing uncontrollable
Take my hand,
As a branch shadowing a leaf
Along wrists of ballerina glass,
Dance until breaths are broken
Finding little bits of you in feathers
Betwixt spiralling Flamenco dancer,
Casting nets o’er one-string guitars,...
#romantic
#unicorns
#passion
198 reads
2 Comments
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