Submissions by ajay
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Feb 2025 3:01pm
10th Feb 2025 3:01pm
Dog Days
The Hound is slowing down, she's getting old.
She just can't do the things she used to do,
and though to write those words is sad, they're true.
Her once-upon-a-time hot blood runs cold,
the bounding miles that then so quickly rolled
beneath her flashing canine paws have slowed
to walking speed. She's now in old dog mode,
and crashed out on the settee's what she likes.
No doubt she's dreaming of long doggy hikes,
with miles to go still of her doggy road.
🐕
She just can't do the things she used to do,
and though to write those words is sad, they're true.
Her once-upon-a-time hot blood runs cold,
the bounding miles that then so quickly rolled
beneath her flashing canine paws have slowed
to walking speed. She's now in old dog mode,
and crashed out on the settee's what she likes.
No doubt she's dreaming of long doggy hikes,
with miles to go still of her doggy road.
🐕
#LifeCycle
81 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2025 3:53am
8th Feb 2025 3:53am
All We Can Ask For
The house is growing old and looking sad.
Its roof is leaking, many slates have gone.
It's lost the cheerful look that once it had
when it was sound and life inside went on.
Its hearth is cold, no fire is blazing there,
the paper peels, unrolling from the wall,
the windows blind, the battered floorboards bare,
now only echos echo in its hall.
The house remembers, though, a better time,
the better days when it was full of light,
the happy days when it was in its prime,
it pays no heed now to its sorry plight.
It's had a life with love...
Its roof is leaking, many slates have gone.
It's lost the cheerful look that once it had
when it was sound and life inside went on.
Its hearth is cold, no fire is blazing there,
the paper peels, unrolling from the wall,
the windows blind, the battered floorboards bare,
now only echos echo in its hall.
The house remembers, though, a better time,
the better days when it was full of light,
the happy days when it was in its prime,
it pays no heed now to its sorry plight.
It's had a life with love...
#love
59 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2025 1:34am
1st Feb 2025 1:34am
Thankful for Small Mercies
A sculptor has to chip off stone
to make the form appear,
a poet has to shape the words
to make his meaning clear,
and so I shape and shape and shape
my words in every way,
but I don't come within a mile
of what I wish to say;
and so the page is crumpled up
and chucked into the bin,
and then upon a brand-new sheet
I once again begin
to write my thoughts a different way –
but once again I fail,
...
to make the form appear,
a poet has to shape the words
to make his meaning clear,
and so I shape and shape and shape
my words in every way,
but I don't come within a mile
of what I wish to say;
and so the page is crumpled up
and chucked into the bin,
and then upon a brand-new sheet
I once again begin
to write my thoughts a different way –
but once again I fail,
...
#WritingPoetry
70 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2024 9:35pm
19th Dec 2024 9:35pm
That Harlot Sleep!
So, where is Sleep, if Sleep is not with me?
Carousing round the fleshpots of the town,
I bet, the champagne cocktails going down
her throat! No doubt she's dancing wild and free,
while I abandoned groan most miserably
and toss and turn in rumpled lonely bed,
no Sleep, but sleepless agonies instead.
Oh, Sleep! Do not forsake me! Do you hear?
I need you with me now! I need you near!
Come home to me! Come rest inside my head!
😬🛏️😬
.
Carousing round the fleshpots of the town,
I bet, the champagne cocktails going down
her throat! No doubt she's dancing wild and free,
while I abandoned groan most miserably
and toss and turn in rumpled lonely bed,
no Sleep, but sleepless agonies instead.
Oh, Sleep! Do not forsake me! Do you hear?
I need you with me now! I need you near!
Come home to me! Come rest inside my head!
😬🛏️😬
.
#WritingPoetry
84 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2024 5:56pm
9th Nov 2024 5:56pm
'... but their Hearts dance on!'
Come on! Get up!' their Hearts called out,
'Get up and dance around!'
'Sod off!' they said. 'We're knackered now!
We're staying sofa-bound!
'While once we grooved and bopped and moved
and really loved to play,
here in our armchairs, half asleep,
together snuggled soft and deep,
is where we want to stay.
'So bugger off, you beating Hearts,
and leave us quiet here.
The party's done, the lights are dark,
we'd rather saunter in the park
than dance in groovy gear!'
...
'Get up and dance around!'
'Sod off!' they said. 'We're knackered now!
We're staying sofa-bound!
'While once we grooved and bopped and moved
and really loved to play,
here in our armchairs, half asleep,
together snuggled soft and deep,
is where we want to stay.
'So bugger off, you beating Hearts,
and leave us quiet here.
The party's done, the lights are dark,
we'd rather saunter in the park
than dance in groovy gear!'
...
#WritingPoetry
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0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2024 11:17pm
27th Oct 2024 11:17pm
One for Grace
Like rain that falls on scorching days,
like comfort comes to one who prays,
as home appears to one who strays,
so gifts are found in different ways,
as when just like a dancing flame
a woman sparking all the air,
with phoenix mind and raven hair,
an answer to an unasked prayer,
appears and nothing is the same,
and then there comes a feeling, strong,
and soon she's heard in every song,
for melody and she belong
to...
like comfort comes to one who prays,
as home appears to one who strays,
so gifts are found in different ways,
as when just like a dancing flame
a woman sparking all the air,
with phoenix mind and raven hair,
an answer to an unasked prayer,
appears and nothing is the same,
and then there comes a feeling, strong,
and soon she's heard in every song,
for melody and she belong
to...
#WritingPoetry
147 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Oct 2024 1:16am
13th Oct 2024 1:16am
As a Cloud Covers the Sun
The sweetly singing lark is unaware
the shadow of the hawk may swooping come
to chill the bright and happy summer air
and blot with death the yellow of the sun.
Each note it sings could be the last of all
that issues from its joyful silver throat,
then silence like a shroud would thickly fall
and end the echoes of that final note.
But while the lark's alive it sings its songs
and pays no heed to what's outside the now.
With melodies alone the lark belongs
and sing it will, till death does not allow.
As we should sing our...
the shadow of the hawk may swooping come
to chill the bright and happy summer air
and blot with death the yellow of the sun.
Each note it sings could be the last of all
that issues from its joyful silver throat,
then silence like a shroud would thickly fall
and end the echoes of that final note.
But while the lark's alive it sings its songs
and pays no heed to what's outside the now.
With melodies alone the lark belongs
and sing it will, till death does not allow.
As we should sing our...
#inspirational
119 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2024 6:26pm
11th Jul 2024 6:26pm
The Shepherd’s Reply To The Nymph (The Conversation Continues)
Christopher Marlowe:
The Passionate Shepherd To His Love.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44675/the-passionate-shepherd-to-his-love
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Sir Walter Raleigh:
The Nymph’s Reply To The Shepherd
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44939/the-nymphs-reply-to-the-shepherd
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Alexander Jones: (Me 🙃)
The Shepherd’s Reply To The Nymph
Well, fuck off, then, you rotten cow,
I wouldn't want to have you now.
If you'd prefer a richer man,
go find the sucker – if you can!
...
The Passionate Shepherd To His Love.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44675/the-passionate-shepherd-to-his-love
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Sir Walter Raleigh:
The Nymph’s Reply To The Shepherd
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44939/the-nymphs-reply-to-the-shepherd
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Alexander Jones: (Me 🙃)
The Shepherd’s Reply To The Nymph
Well, fuck off, then, you rotten cow,
I wouldn't want to have you now.
If you'd prefer a richer man,
go find the sucker – if you can!
...
#breakup
275 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2024 7:58pm
2nd Apr 2024 7:58pm
The Sperm That Came Second
You swam a splendid race, my lad,
as fast as any fish!
The gun went Bang! and out you sprang
and gave your tail a swish
then moving swiftly, up you went,
the leader of the pack,
you led the field, you did not yield,
and never once looked back
with just one thought within your head
that, like a flying dart,
you would not fail, you would impale
and enter that egg's heart
but tragedy, alas, it came,
as it is wont to do,
you...
as fast as any fish!
The gun went Bang! and out you sprang
and gave your tail a swish
then moving swiftly, up you went,
the leader of the pack,
you led the field, you did not yield,
and never once looked back
with just one thought within your head
that, like a flying dart,
you would not fail, you would impale
and enter that egg's heart
but tragedy, alas, it came,
as it is wont to do,
you...
#fate
268 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2023 3:41pm
17th Apr 2023 3:41pm
(Mostly) Ars Poeticas
How To Write A Poem Like Charles Bukowski (Or: HAHAHAHA! SUCKERS!)
First take your prostitute,
one that's been around for a while,
lacking a few teeth, perhaps,
but having a heart of gold.
A sack, too, will be useful.
Next you'll need a handful of sores,
and if they're red and weeping
so much the better:
it fits the objective correlative.
Then you'll need a bluebird,
which will live in your chest
and stick its head out your arse,
singing: 'I love me! I love me! I'm great!'
["Wait a...
First take your prostitute,
one that's been around for a while,
lacking a few teeth, perhaps,
but having a heart of gold.
A sack, too, will be useful.
Next you'll need a handful of sores,
and if they're red and weeping
so much the better:
it fits the objective correlative.
Then you'll need a bluebird,
which will live in your chest
and stick its head out your arse,
singing: 'I love me! I love me! I'm great!'
["Wait a...
#unicorns
441 reads
17 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Apr 2023 9:30pm
15th Apr 2023 9:30pm
For Honoria And Her Horse
The poem was posted on the board,
feeling sad and blue,
it hadn't gained a Like or Comment –
not even one or two!
'I'm all unloved,' the poem said,
with a tear-filled eye,
and sitting down upon the ground
it then began to cry;
but soon there came a clipping sound
and a clopping too,
and when the poem raised up its head,
there stood your horse and you.
You clicked on Like and said nice words,
then went upon your way,
so thanks, Honoria, for being so kind,
you made my poem's day. ...
feeling sad and blue,
it hadn't gained a Like or Comment –
not even one or two!
'I'm all unloved,' the poem said,
with a tear-filled eye,
and sitting down upon the ground
it then began to cry;
but soon there came a clipping sound
and a clopping too,
and when the poem raised up its head,
there stood your horse and you.
You clicked on Like and said nice words,
then went upon your way,
so thanks, Honoria, for being so kind,
you made my poem's day. ...
#kindness
323 reads
4 Comments
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