Submissions by Tallen (earth_empath)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am not really a seasoned writer. I write to Feel Less and I read to Feel more.
Practice War
July 1979 (Possibly the ninth)
ALONE on ALERT
I’m gonna have to work all
Freakin’ night, I bet!
It’s 0145HRS – why ain’t I sleepy yet?!
Very boring, this Supply Point place
Working at night (SAC ALERT)
Castle Air Force Base!
My dept., during the day –
Bench Stock doesn’t work
At night.
12 hour shifts, off and on,
Nothing’s gained – nothing’s won.
The Alert’s gonna last a week
I’ve heard;
I don’t effin care –
Still so absurd.
Silly lil’ (war) game
day after day ...
ALONE on ALERT
I’m gonna have to work all
Freakin’ night, I bet!
It’s 0145HRS – why ain’t I sleepy yet?!
Very boring, this Supply Point place
Working at night (SAC ALERT)
Castle Air Force Base!
My dept., during the day –
Bench Stock doesn’t work
At night.
12 hour shifts, off and on,
Nothing’s gained – nothing’s won.
The Alert’s gonna last a week
I’ve heard;
I don’t effin care –
Still so absurd.
Silly lil’ (war) game
day after day ...
#war
#America
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messy Bessie
She’s living in a Bessie world,”
those of us who lived with her
would always say.
Though
devoted
loving
playful
loyal
intelligent
hunter
Bessie loved dumping trash cans and strew contents all over the house! (Grrrr. . .)
Definitely living in a “Bessie’s world!”
A memory that sticks for me:
Laid out dog food under the patio table
hid within an outdoor shed
pigeons huddled for the biscuits
out of seemingly nowhere
Bessie darts over in hunter-mode
springs into the air where she ...
those of us who lived with her
would always say.
Though
devoted
loving
playful
loyal
intelligent
hunter
Bessie loved dumping trash cans and strew contents all over the house! (Grrrr. . .)
Definitely living in a “Bessie’s world!”
A memory that sticks for me:
Laid out dog food under the patio table
hid within an outdoor shed
pigeons huddled for the biscuits
out of seemingly nowhere
Bessie darts over in hunter-mode
springs into the air where she ...
#love
#friendship
#dogs
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INNOCENCE
Innocence,
Like butterfly wings,
loses its magick when caressed
or made captive.
Innocence,
Like wedding rings,
must be cherished
and kept active.
Innocence,
Like pristine life,
is free, reaching, alive…
Innocence,
must be protected
from debasement
In order to thrive.
There are few, too few
who know to embrace
and allow flight,
simultaneously.
Innocence,
When lost
Perhaps the
only save
Is the wisdom
gained through
experience.
Like butterfly wings,
loses its magick when caressed
or made captive.
Innocence,
Like wedding rings,
must be cherished
and kept active.
Innocence,
Like pristine life,
is free, reaching, alive…
Innocence,
must be protected
from debasement
In order to thrive.
There are few, too few
who know to embrace
and allow flight,
simultaneously.
Innocence,
When lost
Perhaps the
only save
Is the wisdom
gained through
experience.
#LifeCycle
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4 Comments
Quiet Intercourse
Out of the void and empty silence. . .
Mom nature gave birth to another Baby ----
a kawaii* brand new dawn.
As I strolled through the brisk air
through Gaia’s enchanted Forest
I came upon a clearing.
Sparkling waters painted the backdrop
whisper of winds and songs of birds set
the sound for romanticism.
I breathed deep, deeply
refreshingly even.
Hand in hand with Baby dawn
I spied a tall and slender fawn.
Shrugging off butterflies tickling
we came to sit upon the lawn
side by side as one.
...
Mom nature gave birth to another Baby ----
a kawaii* brand new dawn.
As I strolled through the brisk air
through Gaia’s enchanted Forest
I came upon a clearing.
Sparkling waters painted the backdrop
whisper of winds and songs of birds set
the sound for romanticism.
I breathed deep, deeply
refreshingly even.
Hand in hand with Baby dawn
I spied a tall and slender fawn.
Shrugging off butterflies tickling
we came to sit upon the lawn
side by side as one.
...
#forest
#sun
#birds
#wind
#nature
458 reads
5 Comments
Physiology of me
What am i?
What can I be?
I am an eccentric person, with whom you can dare to be “You.”
Your soul can be naked with me
Your heart can open its doors, and
Your dreams can flow free with me.
You can always say what you think and feel.
You may breathe freely ----
I will try to understand. I am an excellent listener.
You need not be too careful with me:
You can
____abuse me
____neglect me
...
What can I be?
I am an eccentric person, with whom you can dare to be “You.”
Your soul can be naked with me
Your heart can open its doors, and
Your dreams can flow free with me.
You can always say what you think and feel.
You may breathe freely ----
I will try to understand. I am an excellent listener.
You need not be too careful with me:
You can
____abuse me
____neglect me
...
#friendship
#identity
#confessional #myself
#confessional #myself
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9 Comments
Obake Ai
#love
#spiritual
#ghosts
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7 Comments
Authored space
You have your diary
and I, my poems
You have your secrets
and I, my tomes
Prayers, pines, Feelings
Happenstances of
Your life
Your love.
Observation, introspection
Reflections of
my life
my love.
Under the protection
of solitude
You spill your blue
and red upon
pages empty.
Agoraphobically
I tip my bottle
smearing puddles
over everything
anything that will hold
the syllables in
chaotic order.
You have your diary
within the dark
You have your...
and I, my poems
You have your secrets
and I, my tomes
Prayers, pines, Feelings
Happenstances of
Your life
Your love.
Observation, introspection
Reflections of
my life
my love.
Under the protection
of solitude
You spill your blue
and red upon
pages empty.
Agoraphobically
I tip my bottle
smearing puddles
over everything
anything that will hold
the syllables in
chaotic order.
You have your diary
within the dark
You have your...
#home
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IT TAKES MATURITY
It takes time
I think
takes a lot of maturity
to accept
that’s enough
to say without saying
and we understand.
It takes maturity
to break the bread,
pour the wine;
it takes growing time
to accept the love
we call " mine. "
We needn’t be pure
or absolutely sure
what we express now.
We needn’t be in control
to hear the emotions given;
we need not let go
making one another enliven.
It takes time
and maturity
making friendships
stronger;
It takes maturity ...
I think
takes a lot of maturity
to accept
that’s enough
to say without saying
and we understand.
It takes maturity
to break the bread,
pour the wine;
it takes growing time
to accept the love
we call " mine. "
We needn’t be pure
or absolutely sure
what we express now.
We needn’t be in control
to hear the emotions given;
we need not let go
making one another enliven.
It takes time
and maturity
making friendships
stronger;
It takes maturity ...
#friendship
#universe
#spiritual
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3 Comments
Something much
Aside from what we have in common
there’s something about her
something I’m not yet able to touch.
There’s something about her
something that’s so mysterious
something less & something much.
This something is not tearing me apart
but
she has complete control
& complete hold of my heart.
Dreaming. . .
I must have dreamed
A million dreams
where there was no warmth no lights.
I was alone in the streets
until she appeared beneath
my street lamp of glowing lust.
I wanted to hold her...
there’s something about her
something I’m not yet able to touch.
There’s something about her
something that’s so mysterious
something less & something much.
This something is not tearing me apart
but
she has complete control
& complete hold of my heart.
Dreaming. . .
I must have dreamed
A million dreams
where there was no warmth no lights.
I was alone in the streets
until she appeared beneath
my street lamp of glowing lust.
I wanted to hold her...
#UnrequitedLove
#mystery
424 reads
2 Comments
Carnivore nonsense?
I believe in beefy meats
I've seen a cow set free
Miraculous,
the change in one
redeemed
through butchery!
I've seen a lil' calf
push its way
up through a stubborn mud
I believe in beefy meats
and
cows believe in cud.
I've seen a cow set free
Miraculous,
the change in one
redeemed
through butchery!
I've seen a lil' calf
push its way
up through a stubborn mud
I believe in beefy meats
and
cows believe in cud.
#food
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A Pittsburg Rare
I’ve always loved
Your way
of searing
me
to perfected pain,
charring me just right
leaving me
a little black
&
a little blue.
I also love the way
You bind
me
to
Your will...
and the way
You bruise.
Your way
of searing
me
to perfected pain,
charring me just right
leaving me
a little black
&
a little blue.
I also love the way
You bind
me
to
Your will...
and the way
You bruise.
#BDSM
#food
#metaphor
557 reads
4 Comments
Deck Brushed
Wanting my soap to be as smooth
as her skin
Slimy to spiritual fingertips.
Before I stroke my body
upon and within
a good deck brush is required
to whip
my skin to a raw scratched surface.
Once I’ve sanded my skin down to this
I now can let the waters -
Hotter than Hot
descend atop
over and into each
pore.
My eyes roll back
into their sockets while
the pain sears
forces me to cry out!!
But I relent
smiling, instead.
This is one pleasure
I wish we could...
as her skin
Slimy to spiritual fingertips.
Before I stroke my body
upon and within
a good deck brush is required
to whip
my skin to a raw scratched surface.
Once I’ve sanded my skin down to this
I now can let the waters -
Hotter than Hot
descend atop
over and into each
pore.
My eyes roll back
into their sockets while
the pain sears
forces me to cry out!!
But I relent
smiling, instead.
This is one pleasure
I wish we could...
#erotic
#BDSM
#water
590 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Tallen (earth_empath)