Submissions by a3i (any 3 initials)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I stink therefore I am
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2012 9:34am
2nd Jul 2012 9:34am
Intimations of (a certain kind of Australian) immortality
I awoke at the crack of Dawn
Wondering
Whatever happened to Bobby Limb?
Wondering
Whatever happened to Bobby Limb?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2012 9:33am
2nd Jul 2012 9:33am
Voltaire v Lionel Richie: culture war #33 1/3
Once… a philosopher
Twice…a pervert
Three times…a lady
Twice…a pervert
Three times…a lady
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Sep 2011 3:23am
9th Sep 2011 3:23am
love doggerel-style
Where is love?
Find & keep it
in the pants
'Cos it will smother you,
like a pillow,
given half the chance.
Find & keep it
in the pants
'Cos it will smother you,
like a pillow,
given half the chance.
929 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2011 7:10am
8th Sep 2011 7:10am
Pottery
Pots!
Pots! Pots! Pots!
Lots of pots!
Pots for planting
Pots for storing
Pots for simply admiring
Pots! What a splendid idea
are pots!
Pots! Pots! Pots!
Lots of pots!
Pots for planting
Pots for storing
Pots for simply admiring
Pots! What a splendid idea
are pots!
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Sep 2011 6:02am
8th Sep 2011 6:02am
Sprung
At war, pretty vacant
Pinned down at my station
I am transfixed by the wood grain
The veneer
Betwixt mouse & knuckle…
Then notice the time
And then the date -
Time on the wall,
Date on the cascading desk calendar -
The daily quote etched below the numericals
It’s Sigmund Freud:
“Flowers are restful to look at. They have
Neither emotions nor conflicts.”
This makes me think of DH Lawrence’s ...
Pinned down at my station
I am transfixed by the wood grain
The veneer
Betwixt mouse & knuckle…
Then notice the time
And then the date -
Time on the wall,
Date on the cascading desk calendar -
The daily quote etched below the numericals
It’s Sigmund Freud:
“Flowers are restful to look at. They have
Neither emotions nor conflicts.”
This makes me think of DH Lawrence’s ...
791 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jul 2009 1:21am
30th Jul 2009 1:21am
All At Sea
Surfing,
in a winter storm,
on a dull sluggish wave
is not a relaxation -
it is more like a reason for being.
Between sets,
as I wait insensate,
salient tears of foam sting my eyes.
EPIPHANY! I belong here!
I am solitary,
but not alone -
and I belong!
poem was originally posted on Deep Underground 05/29/2000
in a winter storm,
on a dull sluggish wave
is not a relaxation -
it is more like a reason for being.
Between sets,
as I wait insensate,
salient tears of foam sting my eyes.
EPIPHANY! I belong here!
I am solitary,
but not alone -
and I belong!
poem was originally posted on Deep Underground 05/29/2000
772 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jul 2009 00:19am
30th Jul 2009 00:19am
Sex n Drugs n God's Silence
The Soul is my creator
My soul is the destroyer
The body is the temple
I razed my temple
I have no-body
I have no god
poem was originally posted on Deep Underground 05/21/2000
My soul is the destroyer
The body is the temple
I razed my temple
I have no-body
I have no god
poem was originally posted on Deep Underground 05/21/2000
826 reads
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