Submissions by Zach_of_all_trades
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
It is the highest goal of an artist to make someone feel something, whatever feeling it may be. Let it be pure and genuine in all of its imperfect glory.
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
16th Jan 2018 7:04pm
16th Jan 2018 7:04pm
In a Glance
It happened upon a mid-day stroll
As he broke is gaze with the cracks in the sidewalk
The glimmer of sunlight off her auburn hair
As if demanding his attention
Thick frame holding shaded lenses
Reflecting a fresh bouquet
She outshined them with ease
Only then to be upstaged by her smile
One that could stop a falling star in its tracks
He broke stride to the dismay of passersby
Frozen in the midst of this busy city crowd
That’s where is all began
It had been a long day
Eyes heavy and body weary
Though he...
As he broke is gaze with the cracks in the sidewalk
The glimmer of sunlight off her auburn hair
As if demanding his attention
Thick frame holding shaded lenses
Reflecting a fresh bouquet
She outshined them with ease
Only then to be upstaged by her smile
One that could stop a falling star in its tracks
He broke stride to the dismay of passersby
Frozen in the midst of this busy city crowd
That’s where is all began
It had been a long day
Eyes heavy and body weary
Though he...
#forest
#nature
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#magic
580 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2018 10:28pm
9th Jan 2018 10:28pm
Take 2
Quiet on the set
Everything’s in place
Nobody’s called action yet
People sit stiff and stare
Tension’s high
Anticipation fills the air
I don’t dare
To make a move
And risk catching glares
From everybody in the room
But who knew about this role
This part I drew
Of random unimportant dude number 2
Sits in the back
Out of focus, out of tune
While stars shine bright
And take all the good lines
While I fight
For just a little bit of camera time
Man they can’t hack it
It’s my life...
Everything’s in place
Nobody’s called action yet
People sit stiff and stare
Tension’s high
Anticipation fills the air
I don’t dare
To make a move
And risk catching glares
From everybody in the room
But who knew about this role
This part I drew
Of random unimportant dude number 2
Sits in the back
Out of focus, out of tune
While stars shine bright
And take all the good lines
While I fight
For just a little bit of camera time
Man they can’t hack it
It’s my life...
#identity
#dreams
#myself #FeelingLost
#myself #FeelingLost
429 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2018 4:10pm
2nd Jan 2018 4:10pm
Withdraw
I can’t say what I need to say
It will frighten you
I breathe and pretend it’s okay
Like you want me to
A paralysis of my design
My voice melts into silence
My eyes fall dim
Will too tired for defiance
I retreat on a whim
Symptom of a turbulent mind
It will frighten you
I breathe and pretend it’s okay
Like you want me to
A paralysis of my design
My voice melts into silence
My eyes fall dim
Will too tired for defiance
I retreat on a whim
Symptom of a turbulent mind
#anxiety
#regret
#conflict
#secrets
#denial
520 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Dec 2017 6:40am
25th Dec 2017 6:40am
Chosen: Not by Blood
I've been so selfish. Thinking only of what losing you meant to me. It never crossed my mind what losing a father did to you. I swear it wasn't your fault. I would have kept you if I could. Maybe that's just what I tell myself so I can sleep at night.
Funny thing is, I don't. Not really. You plague my subconscious on most nights. You come and go as you see fit. How do I reach for you when there's no hand to grasp?
I guess what I missed the most is the sense of purpose you gave me. You made life make sense. If I could be your hero, what else could I possibly need?
...
Funny thing is, I don't. Not really. You plague my subconscious on most nights. You come and go as you see fit. How do I reach for you when there's no hand to grasp?
I guess what I missed the most is the sense of purpose you gave me. You made life make sense. If I could be your hero, what else could I possibly need?
...
#LifeChangingMoment
558 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2017 6:35pm
7th Dec 2017 6:35pm
Where Love Goes When It Dies
Can’t escape
A bitter taste
Sulfur in the morning dew
Through hazy gaze
Haunting malaise
Scorched landscape devoid of you
Emptiness
At morning’s crest
Peppers ash with falling tears
The wave of sound
Quakes dusty ground
Releasing forgotten fears
Electric air
Ghouls, nightmares
Terror reigns the darkened skies
Gelid embrace
Envelopes the place
Where love goes when it dies
A bitter taste
Sulfur in the morning dew
Through hazy gaze
Haunting malaise
Scorched landscape devoid of you
Emptiness
At morning’s crest
Peppers ash with falling tears
The wave of sound
Quakes dusty ground
Releasing forgotten fears
Electric air
Ghouls, nightmares
Terror reigns the darkened skies
Gelid embrace
Envelopes the place
Where love goes when it dies
#anxiety
#grief
#dark
#shadows
#nightmares
576 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Nov 2017 9:05pm
28th Nov 2017 9:05pm
Caged
A struggle, daily
Scratching and clawing at the bone wall
Bloody tips paint death on canvas
Violent screams only rattle the crypt
No sound reaches the far beyond
A plea released, never received
Rabid savage encased in dead memories
Shrouded by skeletal divide
Safe is the world…
…for now
Scratching and clawing at the bone wall
Bloody tips paint death on canvas
Violent screams only rattle the crypt
No sound reaches the far beyond
A plea released, never received
Rabid savage encased in dead memories
Shrouded by skeletal divide
Safe is the world…
…for now
#dark
#identity
#shadows #SelfReflection
#shadows #SelfReflection
465 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th Nov 2017 12:21pm
8th Nov 2017 12:21pm
Port Call
As we took our seats, amidst the tired and weary, the days events ran fresh in my mind. Though the tasks accomplished were of no particular significance, an overwhelming sense of satisfaction took me over.
I made a brief scan of our company. Drunkards trying desperately to stand steady against the sway of the vessel. People recounting stories of the day, laughing. Some sat in silence. Perhaps reflecting on life or love. The noise of the tug engines roaring as they powered through the choppy sea. All of these observations would have otherwise been dismissed as trivial on any other...
I made a brief scan of our company. Drunkards trying desperately to stand steady against the sway of the vessel. People recounting stories of the day, laughing. Some sat in silence. Perhaps reflecting on life or love. The noise of the tug engines roaring as they powered through the choppy sea. All of these observations would have otherwise been dismissed as trivial on any other...
#PopCulture
567 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2017 2:01am
25th Oct 2017 2:01am
A Funny Thing
Haven't been this way in some time
Two lane back country road
Lined with trees on the brink of a fall turn
Fog begins to lift at the birth of day
The mind drifts off to the sound of air
Moving past a poorly sealed window
Back to a time held most dear
When a smile lit up the rear view mirror
The cabin filled with a sound of a child's inquisition
A quick glance to the passenger seat
Finds endearing eyes on the same page
And a face sporting an acknowledging smile
Soft fingers fill the spaces between mine
With a gentle grip that was...
Two lane back country road
Lined with trees on the brink of a fall turn
Fog begins to lift at the birth of day
The mind drifts off to the sound of air
Moving past a poorly sealed window
Back to a time held most dear
When a smile lit up the rear view mirror
The cabin filled with a sound of a child's inquisition
A quick glance to the passenger seat
Finds endearing eyes on the same page
And a face sporting an acknowledging smile
Soft fingers fill the spaces between mine
With a gentle grip that was...
#memories
610 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Oct 2017 10:05pm
18th Oct 2017 10:05pm
No 1
I have no one
No two, three or four
A thief, stolen digits
How do I count the days?
No value, can’t be quantified
The equation incomplete
X = ?
Algebraically inept
No two, three or four
A thief, stolen digits
How do I count the days?
No value, can’t be quantified
The equation incomplete
X = ?
Algebraically inept
#science
676 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Oct 2017 6:06am
14th Oct 2017 6:06am
Meaningless
Forget me
For I am temporary
Impermanence
Defines my existence
Arrogance
Denies my affection
Refuse the intention
A means to an end
An edge we callously tread
For I am temporary
Impermanence
Defines my existence
Arrogance
Denies my affection
Refuse the intention
A means to an end
An edge we callously tread
#dark
#breakup
#humankind
#MovingOn
#hurt
516 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2017 3:55am
3rd Oct 2017 3:55am
Concede
Wilted will and numbing eyes
Distant virtue, crumbling disguise
Paradoxical behaviors reign
Adolescent dreams expired
Naivety, beliefs retired
Stiffled by pure disdain
This is the death of love, you see
Wounded heart, blistered lips
Deeper through the darkness slips
Unable to taste the rain
Pounding waves in an endless day
Blackened sun cannot light the way
Repetitious is the refrain
You know, you'll be the death of me
Distant virtue, crumbling disguise
Paradoxical behaviors reign
Adolescent dreams expired
Naivety, beliefs retired
Stiffled by pure disdain
This is the death of love, you see
Wounded heart, blistered lips
Deeper through the darkness slips
Unable to taste the rain
Pounding waves in an endless day
Blackened sun cannot light the way
Repetitious is the refrain
You know, you'll be the death of me
#MovingOn
746 reads
11 Comments
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