Submissions by Strangeways_Rob
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The son and heir of nothing in particular
STORY POEM
Published
10th Oct 2022 11:24pm
10th Oct 2022 11:24pm
Shorts from the Darkside # 12
You’ve Been Framed
On the mantelpiece,
Meadows of yesterday
Bury sun-spots on a loving couple;
Without me in the frame
The truth of the camera-eye still blinks.
Outside their window, they don’t
Notice the lens getting closer.
Ripped in Whitechapel
After Jack the Ripper tour
The actors conducted a séance,
Elizabeth Stride grunted is anyone there?
Ectoplasm mist hid the cold hands
Grabbing under the oak table &
Plunged his identity between
Mary Jane Kelly’s legs.
Tyrannosaurus Text the...
On the mantelpiece,
Meadows of yesterday
Bury sun-spots on a loving couple;
Without me in the frame
The truth of the camera-eye still blinks.
Outside their window, they don’t
Notice the lens getting closer.
Ripped in Whitechapel
After Jack the Ripper tour
The actors conducted a séance,
Elizabeth Stride grunted is anyone there?
Ectoplasm mist hid the cold hands
Grabbing under the oak table &
Plunged his identity between
Mary Jane Kelly’s legs.
Tyrannosaurus Text the...
#dark
#unicorns
151 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2022 6:04pm
10th Oct 2022 6:04pm
Teenage Kicks (see Author's Note)
The Village Idiot
6 children in the village, one went missing
5 children in the village, one went missing
4 children in the village, one went missing
3 children in the village, one went missing
2 children in the village, one went missing
1 child in the village and her parents went missing.
Shadow Lands
The old man had lived here
His shadow his only friend.
He befriended the children,
Five year olds in the rafters
Dead soldiers in the loft.
We were warned not to go there
Our parents kept us in.
Now...
6 children in the village, one went missing
5 children in the village, one went missing
4 children in the village, one went missing
3 children in the village, one went missing
2 children in the village, one went missing
1 child in the village and her parents went missing.
Shadow Lands
The old man had lived here
His shadow his only friend.
He befriended the children,
Five year olds in the rafters
Dead soldiers in the loft.
We were warned not to go there
Our parents kept us in.
Now...
#teens
#LifeCycle
137 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Oct 2022 5:25pm
6th Oct 2022 5:25pm
The Last Violin of Summer
Air that, all summer, was almost empty
Suffocating in a house of words,
Here were the sounds of grass blades
Each fearless flunge foiled by something simple
……as rain……from chloroform clouds……
Washed in sleep at the morning’s edge,
Dreams dredged August desengano
Through a midnight mariachi,
Blent blue melody into muffled trumpet.
Taratantara, see how many share our beds.
Tora! Tora! Tora! No ship is safe in the harbour,
Pearly teardrops blitz the scorched pillow edges.
Taratantara, mourning’s native son will...
Suffocating in a house of words,
Here were the sounds of grass blades
Each fearless flunge foiled by something simple
……as rain……from chloroform clouds……
Washed in sleep at the morning’s edge,
Dreams dredged August desengano
Through a midnight mariachi,
Blent blue melody into muffled trumpet.
Taratantara, see how many share our beds.
Tora! Tora! Tora! No ship is safe in the harbour,
Pearly teardrops blitz the scorched pillow edges.
Taratantara, mourning’s native son will...
#hope
#summer
196 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Oct 2022 10:57am
5th Oct 2022 10:57am
Watching Porn with Norman Bates
Purgatory of unwatered priapism
Cloaked the devil in 1970’s skin-flick,
Midnight massed bible-back desires
Into ambulatories of his naked Cathedral.
Miss Bernadette Bend, Wendy Choo…
Bracelet litany of his broken wrist
Strap-on Susie, Moisty Mary…
Mother-fist silhouettes desolation
Across plains of plasma porn.
One day,
Lonely as Monroe on slab
Candle explosion detonates light:
Voyeurs on world’s balcony will view
An old man armchair entombed,
Drowned in wet patch, saturated by strangers,
Epitaph of...
Cloaked the devil in 1970’s skin-flick,
Midnight massed bible-back desires
Into ambulatories of his naked Cathedral.
Miss Bernadette Bend, Wendy Choo…
Bracelet litany of his broken wrist
Strap-on Susie, Moisty Mary…
Mother-fist silhouettes desolation
Across plains of plasma porn.
One day,
Lonely as Monroe on slab
Candle explosion detonates light:
Voyeurs on world’s balcony will view
An old man armchair entombed,
Drowned in wet patch, saturated by strangers,
Epitaph of...
#porn
#unicorns
#despair
181 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Oct 2022 00:03am
5th Oct 2022 00:03am
"No Dad, I Won't be Coming Home"
vizdark
#dark
#unicorns
149 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2022 10:41pm
30th Sep 2022 10:41pm
Christmas Haikus / Nadolig Cerddi
Hark! The Double-Barrelled Angel Sang
Tinsel tears forest
Lumber heart felled her small tree,
Baubles glitter death.
Stealing Santa
Santa stole from kids
Pocket monies in grotto
Choked on snow ball, fired
Die Hard - The Imperfect Xmas Murder
Faulty fairy lights
Drunk wife, wet hands, lured to shock -
He never saw held baby.
Homeless Gift
Wrapped in sleeping bag
Cold turkey on pavement plate,
It’s a wonderful……
The King’s Speech (Beside Framed Photograph of the...
Tinsel tears forest
Lumber heart felled her small tree,
Baubles glitter death.
Stealing Santa
Santa stole from kids
Pocket monies in grotto
Choked on snow ball, fired
Die Hard - The Imperfect Xmas Murder
Faulty fairy lights
Drunk wife, wet hands, lured to shock -
He never saw held baby.
Homeless Gift
Wrapped in sleeping bag
Cold turkey on pavement plate,
It’s a wonderful……
The King’s Speech (Beside Framed Photograph of the...
#Christmas
#unicorns
157 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Sep 2022 00:01am
25th Sep 2022 00:01am
Secrets & Lies & Paroxysm
#lust
#dark
#disappointment #nostalgia
#disappointment #nostalgia
198 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2022 00:11am
19th Sep 2022 00:11am
Somethings, Nothings and Dwellings
Persephone’s Daughters (paean to celibacy)
The grave spinsters
Stripped fertility from oaken hulk,
Seduced sailors in frothing chambers
Until they were spent on barren rocks.
Men Linger too Long in Caves
Into theatre of lights and
Curiosity we are delivered,
From amniotic warmth
To cold palm prints of fate.
Last of the Moon Dancers
Did you send me the moon tonight
Dancing from your floor, over oceans -
Waxen vessels of desires waiting to sink -
Strobing orbs of my heart’s discotheque.
...
The grave spinsters
Stripped fertility from oaken hulk,
Seduced sailors in frothing chambers
Until they were spent on barren rocks.
Men Linger too Long in Caves
Into theatre of lights and
Curiosity we are delivered,
From amniotic warmth
To cold palm prints of fate.
Last of the Moon Dancers
Did you send me the moon tonight
Dancing from your floor, over oceans -
Waxen vessels of desires waiting to sink -
Strobing orbs of my heart’s discotheque.
...
#unicorns
259 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2022 7:29pm
15th Sep 2022 7:29pm
As She Lay Crying
As. Was. When
Auburn bundle
Stoned the pavement
Ring a Ring o’ Roses
Pocket full of voices,
How can a child comprehend
Wordscapes without faces?
We all fall down
Literary terrorist,
She wanted to burn it all down,
But matches only lit cigarettes and
Edges of stolen library books
Writing poetry in guise
Of sultry French widow,
Simone stalked Seine banks
Coffined illness into symbolist wreath
Always a bit on the side
- Thespian starring as usherette,
Complaining ‘men only ...
Auburn bundle
Stoned the pavement
Ring a Ring o’ Roses
Pocket full of voices,
How can a child comprehend
Wordscapes without faces?
We all fall down
Literary terrorist,
She wanted to burn it all down,
But matches only lit cigarettes and
Edges of stolen library books
Writing poetry in guise
Of sultry French widow,
Simone stalked Seine banks
Coffined illness into symbolist wreath
Always a bit on the side
- Thespian starring as usherette,
Complaining ‘men only ...
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle
304 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Sep 2022 3:09pm
14th Sep 2022 3:09pm
Sidereal Time, Drunken Tides
Bones of buildings on the shore
Too late to pull it all together now,
To go beyond the place where
Love was something more than
We’d ever understand.
I would eat through
Her dry hills if a river,
Wear shale into sand,
Make her flower.
//
Upon the bough
Twenty stanzas to another exit,
Poetry is simply a bend in the river
There is no image to write, to hold her.
Old friends,
The wind whippletrees
Memory and amnesia
Across albatross-winged burdens.
Old friends,
Is our...
Too late to pull it all together now,
To go beyond the place where
Love was something more than
We’d ever understand.
I would eat through
Her dry hills if a river,
Wear shale into sand,
Make her flower.
//
Upon the bough
Twenty stanzas to another exit,
Poetry is simply a bend in the river
There is no image to write, to hold her.
Old friends,
The wind whippletrees
Memory and amnesia
Across albatross-winged burdens.
Old friends,
Is our...
#LifeCycle
256 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Sep 2022 3:57pm
8th Sep 2022 3:57pm
Origami Hearts
vizhome
#love
#home
232 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Sep 2022 11:50pm
7th Sep 2022 11:50pm
Lover, I Must Whisper This
Lover, I Must Whisper This
We just are
Delicious seclusion of skin cave
Sonnet’ise purity of couplet tongues
: as mizzle seducing lonely walker :
Private mantra directs our breath
On voyage to that other country,
Where bed is the only sanctity.
Taught my tongue to say I do not know
Embracing language in the spaces between (f)light,
Climbing hinges of doors with no mouths
In the convent of least resistance.
Let’s go and kill a poem
For the flowers in the vase are black now
All the corpses have risen...
We just are
Delicious seclusion of skin cave
Sonnet’ise purity of couplet tongues
: as mizzle seducing lonely walker :
Private mantra directs our breath
On voyage to that other country,
Where bed is the only sanctity.
Taught my tongue to say I do not know
Embracing language in the spaces between (f)light,
Climbing hinges of doors with no mouths
In the convent of least resistance.
Let’s go and kill a poem
For the flowers in the vase are black now
All the corpses have risen...
#unicorns
324 reads
8 Comments
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