Submissions by asbr808 (Anthony R)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
irrepressible joie de vivre
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Oct 2022 9:58pm
13th Oct 2022 9:58pm
[AU]tumn
The leaves spin over the roadway
As I am blown home on hurried winds
The stores and walls stained yellow and orange
The houselights seem to struggle slightly
The cool shadows heavier than usual
My body warms itself over
In the way that it does when it's colder
The breeze pulls the heat away
And I flicker like a candle flame
The tree limbs look grayed, fingers,
As they contract to brace themselves for the cold
I go inside.
As I am blown home on hurried winds
The stores and walls stained yellow and orange
The houselights seem to struggle slightly
The cool shadows heavier than usual
My body warms itself over
In the way that it does when it's colder
The breeze pulls the heat away
And I flicker like a candle flame
The tree limbs look grayed, fingers,
As they contract to brace themselves for the cold
I go inside.
#fall
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2022 4:19pm
3rd Oct 2022 4:19pm
[fire]fly
in the dark room
a green flash up on the side of the wall
distracts my drowsed eyes
I wait and
it flashes again,
and I wonder if it is a device or sensor
but I watch
and it moves slightly and
flashes again.
the cabin feels small in the dark forest
the light rain drips down
drenching lightly and cool
the central heater comes on
I listen for Mr. Night, right outside my
window
in the dark room
a green flash up on the side of the wall
distracts my drowsed eyes
I wait and
it...
a green flash up on the side of the wall
distracts my drowsed eyes
I wait and
it flashes again,
and I wonder if it is a device or sensor
but I watch
and it moves slightly and
flashes again.
the cabin feels small in the dark forest
the light rain drips down
drenching lightly and cool
the central heater comes on
I listen for Mr. Night, right outside my
window
in the dark room
a green flash up on the side of the wall
distracts my drowsed eyes
I wait and
it...
#night
#fire
#ghosts
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2022 6:53am
24th Sep 2022 6:53am
incandescent
There is a stranger
In the filament,
I turn the light off
But
He is still there
Waiting for me to turn the light back on
I leave the room.
In the sun
The plants wilt
And I forget to water them
And the leaves brown
I leave the room.
There is a scent of cooking
Meat on the rack
Vegetables on skewers
They burn and char and blacken
I leave the room.
In the filament,
I turn the light off
But
He is still there
Waiting for me to turn the light back on
I leave the room.
In the sun
The plants wilt
And I forget to water them
And the leaves brown
I leave the room.
There is a scent of cooking
Meat on the rack
Vegetables on skewers
They burn and char and blacken
I leave the room.
#food
#mystery
235 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
8th Sep 2022 9:17pm
8th Sep 2022 9:17pm
to Caelumos
Sunny above-the-clouds
Engines running in perpetual motion
Sailing across an endless sea
Of mist and rays and condensation
Tri-layered atmosphere perforation
Panels on either side
Fling the photons
I cannot ever remember us not moving
And occasionally we come down
To cities and towns on the coast
And then back up
With diamonds and gold-grained rice and wheat
Real jewels have less value,
With the interior of the earth so dry
They talk of the capital city
It has been a very long time since I’ve been back
My...
Engines running in perpetual motion
Sailing across an endless sea
Of mist and rays and condensation
Tri-layered atmosphere perforation
Panels on either side
Fling the photons
I cannot ever remember us not moving
And occasionally we come down
To cities and towns on the coast
And then back up
With diamonds and gold-grained rice and wheat
Real jewels have less value,
With the interior of the earth so dry
They talk of the capital city
It has been a very long time since I’ve been back
My...
#sky
#travel
#dawn
241 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
1st Sep 2022 4:48pm
1st Sep 2022 4:48pm
amino
Miserly maestro won’t play the tune
Until the sun comes up and then
The music of roosters and shadowy horn
Horses bray and cats alone
Feel quick across the morning fields
And the roads grow warm in the sun
I stand in the center of town
Waiting, cold, in Lund
The trains are snakes they rattle and hiss
The roiled plains snowed into wist
Town to town I cannot escape
The feeling of arrival and leaving too late
The land runs out and I meet the sea
Coastal rocks and sand and trees
And boats and sail and freighters lay bare ...
Until the sun comes up and then
The music of roosters and shadowy horn
Horses bray and cats alone
Feel quick across the morning fields
And the roads grow warm in the sun
I stand in the center of town
Waiting, cold, in Lund
The trains are snakes they rattle and hiss
The roiled plains snowed into wist
Town to town I cannot escape
The feeling of arrival and leaving too late
The land runs out and I meet the sea
Coastal rocks and sand and trees
And boats and sail and freighters lay bare ...
#love
#travel
#SelfReflection
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jul 2022 6:43am
21st Jul 2022 6:43am
after summer rain
Two pennies
Diametrically laid
Sat in perpendicular fashion
On the fresh-dry-rained-on-the-night-prior
Clean concrete sidewalk
The warmth of the sunshine, the intense heat that comes
With the Kentucky summer
Abated and beaten back, restrained,
By the rainfall that breaks our water-fast
Every two weeks
The air is wet yet dry
So is the trees,
They want to drip rainwater but
They’re wrung dry
The puddles have just drained themselves minutes ago
And the welcome mat, now barely damp
My favorite weather
Diametrically laid
Sat in perpendicular fashion
On the fresh-dry-rained-on-the-night-prior
Clean concrete sidewalk
The warmth of the sunshine, the intense heat that comes
With the Kentucky summer
Abated and beaten back, restrained,
By the rainfall that breaks our water-fast
Every two weeks
The air is wet yet dry
So is the trees,
They want to drip rainwater but
They’re wrung dry
The puddles have just drained themselves minutes ago
And the welcome mat, now barely damp
My favorite weather
#rain
#summer
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jul 2022 4:57am
13th Jul 2022 4:57am
patoka
The water was murky brown,
You instilled a sense of
Amphibious need
A chicken heart
Paralyzed and sold
And your skin was matte
Kissing you was a little strange
I remembered wrong
It was dark and we were cold
Snaking around each other
My excess became a chemical bond
And I love you lots
And I love you more
And I love you
You instilled a sense of
Amphibious need
A chicken heart
Paralyzed and sold
And your skin was matte
Kissing you was a little strange
I remembered wrong
It was dark and we were cold
Snaking around each other
My excess became a chemical bond
And I love you lots
And I love you more
And I love you
#love
#holiday
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3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jul 2022 4:56am
10th Jul 2022 4:56am
for est
Highway dust
So so so hot out
Fresh iced tea with lemon
Ask the server politely if I can substitute the side salad for the bisque
Flip through my phone
Pacing in a large circle with my fingers
Like some odd carousel
The waiter refills my tea
I sample the images that come through the window
As the train clatters
I wait in the waiting room
Sweat forms
I dream of eating another man's arm
Broiled,
I feel very scared and strange ...
So so so hot out
Fresh iced tea with lemon
Ask the server politely if I can substitute the side salad for the bisque
Flip through my phone
Pacing in a large circle with my fingers
Like some odd carousel
The waiter refills my tea
I sample the images that come through the window
As the train clatters
I wait in the waiting room
Sweat forms
I dream of eating another man's arm
Broiled,
I feel very scared and strange ...
#dreams
#sleep
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jun 2022 3:44am
9th Jun 2022 3:44am
apollo
86 degrees and sunny
wind gusts of 30mph
tornado watch and storms possible after 3pm
no rain falls today, which is nice
and the wind is loud, loud in my ears
I race along the road, 2 horsepower beneath me
my tiny chariot of the sun
racing the clouds’ shadows as they pull away
farther and farther forward
just out of range
and I feel the sweet perfume of the apple blossoms across my face,
and gravity leaches into me
as I lean into a turn
it is delicate,
the gyroscope on the string
I am not slowing down
I am...
wind gusts of 30mph
tornado watch and storms possible after 3pm
no rain falls today, which is nice
and the wind is loud, loud in my ears
I race along the road, 2 horsepower beneath me
my tiny chariot of the sun
racing the clouds’ shadows as they pull away
farther and farther forward
just out of range
and I feel the sweet perfume of the apple blossoms across my face,
and gravity leaches into me
as I lean into a turn
it is delicate,
the gyroscope on the string
I am not slowing down
I am...
#SelfWorth
215 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2022 5:50pm
13th Apr 2022 5:50pm
humus
Mink in red, red, dawn
Sleeping, dead, fawn
In mind, in vitro, in time, in motion,
Fern curls hillside shadowbound
Beehive serenade en-rounde
I love the mist; its low temperature
I enter from here
Atop the woods
A path of clay recording my foot
Sunk in, the evergreen,
Standstill among a barren forest of trees
The white petals, small flowers, they kiss the air
I dawdle and hear a gunshot
I know a spirit has just been released
I rest on the moss
I leave a coin behind as a gift
But it reappears in my pocket...
Sleeping, dead, fawn
In mind, in vitro, in time, in motion,
Fern curls hillside shadowbound
Beehive serenade en-rounde
I love the mist; its low temperature
I enter from here
Atop the woods
A path of clay recording my foot
Sunk in, the evergreen,
Standstill among a barren forest of trees
The white petals, small flowers, they kiss the air
I dawdle and hear a gunshot
I know a spirit has just been released
I rest on the moss
I leave a coin behind as a gift
But it reappears in my pocket...
#forest
#FeelingLost
215 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2022 4:45pm
3rd Mar 2022 4:45pm
primavera
Stasis
Dark quiet
New springtime pulls us out from winter
The ticking assuages my right ear
shelf
The tiny clock perched upon the tiny
Halters and falters and frowns, as if unsure it’s got the right time
But, it goes on anyways, but always seems to
hold its breath
I lay there and listen to the...
Dark quiet
New springtime pulls us out from winter
The ticking assuages my right ear
shelf
The tiny clock perched upon the tiny
Halters and falters and frowns, as if unsure it’s got the right time
But, it goes on anyways, but always seems to
hold its breath
I lay there and listen to the...
#home
#spring
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2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2022 4:20pm
22nd Feb 2022 4:20pm
mur-mur-men
In deep time
I clasp the fins together and
Move through the water
Liquid, fluid, cool to the touch,
You exhale
You look at me and
Turn away
And slip into the reef
Under the water’s surface
Hear yourself decide
An artificial heartbeat
With intentions coincide
plip
I clasp the fins together and
Move through the water
Liquid, fluid, cool to the touch,
You exhale
You look at me and
Turn away
And slip into the reef
Under the water’s surface
Hear yourself decide
An artificial heartbeat
With intentions coincide
plip
#love
#sea
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