Submissions by Timagination2
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 00:09am
Yesterday 00:09am
Helene
Pray for those possible poets trapped in Florida with an ominous storm headed their way.
It's going to be a rough one with lots of damage.
It's going to be a rough one with lots of damage.
#storm
31 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2024 9:27pm
22nd Sep 2024 9:27pm
Autumn Leaves
Such dynamic tap dancers
displaying their skills,
on rooftops and streets
and decks and hills.
On sun-filtered sidewalks
past burning bush flowers
tempestuous winds
dance with them, for hours.
displaying their skills,
on rooftops and streets
and decks and hills.
On sun-filtered sidewalks
past burning bush flowers
tempestuous winds
dance with them, for hours.
#fall
62 reads
13 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2024 4:59am
19th Sep 2024 4:59am
One wing
That bird of creativity inside
has been gone too long
its residue of feathers
a reminder
of a blank sky
my quill
struggles
struggles to write
the next line
struggles to get off
the ground
has been gone too long
its residue of feathers
a reminder
of a blank sky
my quill
struggles
struggles to write
the next line
struggles to get off
the ground
#WritingPoetry
77 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 8:39pm
17th Sep 2024 8:39pm
Graduation Day
Graduation day was finally here.
Cheerfully, Elizabeth, in white gown,
walked up to the priest and accepted her
catholic school diploma.
She placed it on the fireplace
at home as a symbol of accomplishment.
Later that night, her new older boyfriend
called to meet up.
He thought it would be a good idea
not to tell anyone where she was going.
"Just tell them your going out with friends,
I'll pick you up around the corner in my car."
She changed into a black shirt
matched with ripped...
Cheerfully, Elizabeth, in white gown,
walked up to the priest and accepted her
catholic school diploma.
She placed it on the fireplace
at home as a symbol of accomplishment.
Later that night, her new older boyfriend
called to meet up.
He thought it would be a good idea
not to tell anyone where she was going.
"Just tell them your going out with friends,
I'll pick you up around the corner in my car."
She changed into a black shirt
matched with ripped...
#BDSM
91 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 2:48pm
17th Sep 2024 2:48pm
This November
I'm in a tough nightmare.
I fear this November will
mean nothing.
I see North America
bound by a ligature like rings
around Saturn.
Crowds of people - their faces
like withered roses -
are sweating as much as mercury
beside the sun;
their debt is stuck like a bag
on the highest branch
of a tree, flapping in the wind.
I see others
psychologically resembling
new-born birds blindly staring up,
mouths gaping open,
but the price of food makes it like a thief
on the lamb.
...
I fear this November will
mean nothing.
I see North America
bound by a ligature like rings
around Saturn.
Crowds of people - their faces
like withered roses -
are sweating as much as mercury
beside the sun;
their debt is stuck like a bag
on the highest branch
of a tree, flapping in the wind.
I see others
psychologically resembling
new-born birds blindly staring up,
mouths gaping open,
but the price of food makes it like a thief
on the lamb.
...
#corruption
#nightmares
76 reads
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Sep 2024 1:40am
15th Sep 2024 1:40am
A quickie
Laying on the couch behind her
the blinking glow of the television
lit up the room like neon lights.
We made love all day
with only our eyes and conversation.
When she lifted her leg up and giggled
it was her invitation to let me in.
And when our clothes came off
I couldn't tell you for the life of me
what we had been watching
the blinking glow of the television
lit up the room like neon lights.
We made love all day
with only our eyes and conversation.
When she lifted her leg up and giggled
it was her invitation to let me in.
And when our clothes came off
I couldn't tell you for the life of me
what we had been watching
#love
227 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Jun 2024 10:31pm
28th Jun 2024 10:31pm
Holy Water
do all poets
love rainy days?
to stand at windows
as though in pews
peering out
at glossy streets
and dripping leaves
under gray filtered
skies
to worship
what rain
preaches?
love rainy days?
to stand at windows
as though in pews
peering out
at glossy streets
and dripping leaves
under gray filtered
skies
to worship
what rain
preaches?
#rain
119 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jun 2024 10:37pm
27th Jun 2024 10:37pm
Playing in the Band
mike played guitar
pete played bass
I played drums
when we started out
they were 16
i was 15
they were dedicated
to their instruments
and blew me away
we had our first beers
at 17
but at 19
they started taking
drugs
their behavior
started changing
(I thought for the better)
the shows really amped up
and we were kicking ass
besides drugs
mike started drinking heavily
on a daily basis
so over time
their focus left them
like a girlfriend who...
pete played bass
I played drums
when we started out
they were 16
i was 15
they were dedicated
to their instruments
and blew me away
we had our first beers
at 17
but at 19
they started taking
drugs
their behavior
started changing
(I thought for the better)
the shows really amped up
and we were kicking ass
besides drugs
mike started drinking heavily
on a daily basis
so over time
their focus left them
like a girlfriend who...
#addiction
#death
#friendship #music
#friendship #music
85 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jun 2024 3:52pm
26th Jun 2024 3:52pm
The 700-yard Deceivement
So
the 700-yard deceivement
what is that?
Well, just this:
A man can spot a hot chick
from 700-yards away.
Don't ask me how we do it,
cause I don't know,
but we can do it.
From 5,000 feet up in a plane
I can spot a hot chick down
below on a city street.
But, here's how the 700-yard
deceivement works for a man:
While walking, he sees her.
700-yards -
Geez, check that out.
500-yards -
Oh yeah, look at that!
300-yards -
Wow, check out the hair...
the 700-yard deceivement
what is that?
Well, just this:
A man can spot a hot chick
from 700-yards away.
Don't ask me how we do it,
cause I don't know,
but we can do it.
From 5,000 feet up in a plane
I can spot a hot chick down
below on a city street.
But, here's how the 700-yard
deceivement works for a man:
While walking, he sees her.
700-yards -
Geez, check that out.
500-yards -
Oh yeah, look at that!
300-yards -
Wow, check out the hair...
#funny
#men
#women
85 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2024 4:59pm
20th Jun 2024 4:59pm
David Lewis Paget
The world has lost a great poet.
I read him for years on another site and watched his videos.
His rhythm for rhyme was impeccable.
If you get a chance, check out some of his videos.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BS-LB9muTg
I read him for years on another site and watched his videos.
His rhythm for rhyme was impeccable.
If you get a chance, check out some of his videos.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BS-LB9muTg
#memorial
78 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jun 2024 4:33am
20th Jun 2024 4:33am
In The Beginning
In the beginning
Our connection with each other
danced like Fred Astaire
and Ginger Rodgers
we gave each other compliments
accolades, and eventually
pirouetted across the stage of love
but somewhere in the dance
we missed a step
The rhythm went off beat
my reflection in the mirror
stopped showing happiness
our stage lights went dim
the curtain torn and closed
She became dark and haunted
as though the theater
transformed to an old castle
with...
Our connection with each other
danced like Fred Astaire
and Ginger Rodgers
we gave each other compliments
accolades, and eventually
pirouetted across the stage of love
but somewhere in the dance
we missed a step
The rhythm went off beat
my reflection in the mirror
stopped showing happiness
our stage lights went dim
the curtain torn and closed
She became dark and haunted
as though the theater
transformed to an old castle
with...
#heartbroken
135 reads
15 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2024 9:17pm
19th Jun 2024 9:17pm
Like a Blue Bird:
Rise high
above negativity and
insulate yourself
like feathers
from its cold.
Keep a song in your heart.
There will always be
stars above, there will
always be a limb of hope.
Build your nest
on a renewed mind.
If you must, start small
with the twigs of
possibilities.
A tree grew naturally
from a minuscule seed;
a mere notion from the
earth's soil,
so may the future for you.
Plant your seed,
water it daily and
envision a great future
flying as high as...
above negativity and
insulate yourself
like feathers
from its cold.
Keep a song in your heart.
There will always be
stars above, there will
always be a limb of hope.
Build your nest
on a renewed mind.
If you must, start small
with the twigs of
possibilities.
A tree grew naturally
from a minuscule seed;
a mere notion from the
earth's soil,
so may the future for you.
Plant your seed,
water it daily and
envision a great future
flying as high as...
#hope
#motivational
112 reads
12 Comments
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