Submissions by asbr808 (Anthony R)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't take offense; take it to heart.
Pescatarian
I bask in the sunlight
It's 12:58
The air is cool and the breeze undulates
I separate the wavelengths
Into red green and blue
I analyze the footpaths
Of the fatal chosen few.
Destined to walk
On concrete sidewalks
And they lean to the side
To pick a rose:
Now a door, close;
Bilateral vision of the third-most degree
Something's afoot
Something smells fishy
I glance at the reflection
Of a plane overhead
In the tinted window
Of a casket and head
It's immovable and fetal
By joves it's superb! ...
It's 12:58
The air is cool and the breeze undulates
I separate the wavelengths
Into red green and blue
I analyze the footpaths
Of the fatal chosen few.
Destined to walk
On concrete sidewalks
And they lean to the side
To pick a rose:
Now a door, close;
Bilateral vision of the third-most degree
Something's afoot
Something smells fishy
I glance at the reflection
Of a plane overhead
In the tinted window
Of a casket and head
It's immovable and fetal
By joves it's superb! ...
#men
#food
#vanity
287 reads
11 Comments
Lionel
You could see the bottom
Of my reflection
In the meadow, I watched your shadow
Flitter from bloom to bloom,
And maybe, I could feel
The butterfly wings
But I touched them
And you died
And you never migrated back
And the spring did not spring
The sunlight feels too hot
You never were mine,
And that's fine
It's fussy of me to stay attached
I was just decor for your image
A little model train in a little model train set
Speeding through tiny tunnels
And little towns filled with clay and plastic
The...
Of my reflection
In the meadow, I watched your shadow
Flitter from bloom to bloom,
And maybe, I could feel
The butterfly wings
But I touched them
And you died
And you never migrated back
And the spring did not spring
The sunlight feels too hot
You never were mine,
And that's fine
It's fussy of me to stay attached
I was just decor for your image
A little model train in a little model train set
Speeding through tiny tunnels
And little towns filled with clay and plastic
The...
#friendship
#flowers
#escape
330 reads
4 Comments
Southland Boulevard
Like a snowglobe
It's very clear
The sky is cloudless
The autumn's here
Final leave, you avoid me
Thin bundle of firewood,
I enjoy the glow,
A yellow-blue
The atmosphere is intense
It reveals your thoughts like a spotlight on a stage actor
Hold eye contact for more than a few seconds, go on,
Try it.
It's good to switch it up,
The stop sign glows in the light
Glinting as if a car were passing
But the street is empty
It's very clear
The sky is cloudless
The autumn's here
Final leave, you avoid me
Thin bundle of firewood,
I enjoy the glow,
A yellow-blue
The atmosphere is intense
It reveals your thoughts like a spotlight on a stage actor
Hold eye contact for more than a few seconds, go on,
Try it.
It's good to switch it up,
The stop sign glows in the light
Glinting as if a car were passing
But the street is empty
#sun
#sky
#luck
264 reads
2 Comments
Elliptical
You're too tentative
You feel so soft
You advertise this scruffy smoothness to others
You wither at the slightest aggravation
I feel your heart
It's......
Where did you go?
I never got to know you,
Would you like to go out on a day on the town with me?
You feel so soft
You advertise this scruffy smoothness to others
You wither at the slightest aggravation
I feel your heart
It's......
Where did you go?
I never got to know you,
Would you like to go out on a day on the town with me?
#crush
251 reads
1 Comment
Healthy Breakfast
We are whimsy to the colorless,
Playthings to the skyline
My, how quickly
You put yourself in tiny geometric shapes
Milling away at this stone
That you are making into a Raphael
Bought from Hobby Lobby.
The grit is shaped into ceramics and sold as fine china
Milk never had this much sugar in it
Cacophony of cicadas eat at my bloodflow
I think about the tungsten lights
The drums beat and the girls sing
About how much they love you
They love you
They really do,
The night sky brightens to a fever pitch
And I am...
Playthings to the skyline
My, how quickly
You put yourself in tiny geometric shapes
Milling away at this stone
That you are making into a Raphael
Bought from Hobby Lobby.
The grit is shaped into ceramics and sold as fine china
Milk never had this much sugar in it
Cacophony of cicadas eat at my bloodflow
I think about the tungsten lights
The drums beat and the girls sing
About how much they love you
They love you
They really do,
The night sky brightens to a fever pitch
And I am...
#anger
#greed
237 reads
3 Comments
Rayleigh Scattering
The sky is cloudless
and blue, blue,
The air is cooler than it was yesterday
It speaks very softly
Over the edges of my frame.
The cool stillness is intensified in the shadows
I feel the sun's rays so weakly
The tree branches take on the color of the sky
And feel crisper
The grass is a little wet
And you'd get your sneakers all damp if you walked across the lawn
The street is very very stony gray
The cars are cold
There's a smoke pillar rising in the distance,
I want a sweater,
It's too warm for that though.
But...
and blue, blue,
The air is cooler than it was yesterday
It speaks very softly
Over the edges of my frame.
The cool stillness is intensified in the shadows
I feel the sun's rays so weakly
The tree branches take on the color of the sky
And feel crisper
The grass is a little wet
And you'd get your sneakers all damp if you walked across the lawn
The street is very very stony gray
The cars are cold
There's a smoke pillar rising in the distance,
I want a sweater,
It's too warm for that though.
But...
#sky
#fall
#evolution
270 reads
2 Comments
Nickel and Dimed
Fickle fish in tiny bowls
Rarely see beyond their eyes
Tiny birds in little nests
Rarely feast past the fruit flies
A hundred cats are wandering
Waiting for their tuna steak
Online inline Calgary!
Maybe time; money make.
Sizzler sizzler
Join the jingler!
Lest the fool be made a mingler
Call me crazy call me life
The sunrise is always right
Mittens keep your hands so soft
But buttons keep your sight to off
The leaves in the trees and the birds and the bees
Make it easy to pay school fees
Bite the oven ...
Rarely see beyond their eyes
Tiny birds in little nests
Rarely feast past the fruit flies
A hundred cats are wandering
Waiting for their tuna steak
Online inline Calgary!
Maybe time; money make.
Sizzler sizzler
Join the jingler!
Lest the fool be made a mingler
Call me crazy call me life
The sunrise is always right
Mittens keep your hands so soft
But buttons keep your sight to off
The leaves in the trees and the birds and the bees
Make it easy to pay school fees
Bite the oven ...
#confusion
#redemption
#bittersweet
348 reads
3 Comments
Zero Isle
I was in the woods today
Not really the woods
But a big park
Where you can lose yourself in the ash trees and the vines
The light flickering in the daytime heat
Lost in the thicket;
And have a row of houses within view.
The orange bell-flowers all clustered together
a little too bright for me to see them well
My eyes take in all the white parts of the leaves
The parts that suck in the sun in the light
And I come across a dead tree next to the trail
And inside its hull is so very dark ...
Not really the woods
But a big park
Where you can lose yourself in the ash trees and the vines
The light flickering in the daytime heat
Lost in the thicket;
And have a row of houses within view.
The orange bell-flowers all clustered together
a little too bright for me to see them well
My eyes take in all the white parts of the leaves
The parts that suck in the sun in the light
And I come across a dead tree next to the trail
And inside its hull is so very dark ...
#forest
#trees
#fairies
350 reads
6 Comments
Ophthalmology
It's the longest wait of my life
Viewing myself in third person;
A long art house film
Seen from the interior.
My eyes are pointed inwards and
My ears are hard of hearing
The sounds of the water's surface
At the top of my vision are so distant
And I am in a terrarium
A little mushroom, feeding off the carcass of the gecko that died in here
My mind is a spore set
Swirling through the room
I am multiplied by a factor of sixteen.
The CCTV tapes are being erased
Ready for use during the next business day.
I view the...
Viewing myself in third person;
A long art house film
Seen from the interior.
My eyes are pointed inwards and
My ears are hard of hearing
The sounds of the water's surface
At the top of my vision are so distant
And I am in a terrarium
A little mushroom, feeding off the carcass of the gecko that died in here
My mind is a spore set
Swirling through the room
I am multiplied by a factor of sixteen.
The CCTV tapes are being erased
Ready for use during the next business day.
I view the...
#consumerism
#bittersweet
302 reads
8 Comments
Highway 264
There's a highway----------------------------------runs like this across the city,
The houses north and south of the highway
Are all cookie cutter suburban, nice little neat rectangles of land
Wood siding, pointed faces, glassy trees in the yards.
But it is not the same above and below the expressway.
There's a walkway;
The ramp coils up on either side of the highway
And takes us up above the milled walls,
That funnel and contain the cars
Kept in on either side, from spilling out
nondescript masses of metal and plastic ...
The houses north and south of the highway
Are all cookie cutter suburban, nice little neat rectangles of land
Wood siding, pointed faces, glassy trees in the yards.
But it is not the same above and below the expressway.
There's a walkway;
The ramp coils up on either side of the highway
And takes us up above the milled walls,
That funnel and contain the cars
Kept in on either side, from spilling out
nondescript masses of metal and plastic ...
#city
#cars
275 reads
1 Comment
The Now is a Present
The present is the present,
It is a gift,
It is the now.
But---the now was the start of the universe
Now was when Adam trusted Eve
Now was the time I had a particularly good batch of popcorn at the theatre
Now is right now
Now is whenever
Now is the very last conceivable moment of my life
Now is when I was born.
I feel so connected to the now,
There is no “now”
I am genuinely scared when:
I imagine myself transporting to the last second of my life,
In my head: “Do it. Take me to the last now.”
And I...
It is a gift,
It is the now.
But---the now was the start of the universe
Now was when Adam trusted Eve
Now was the time I had a particularly good batch of popcorn at the theatre
Now is right now
Now is whenever
Now is the very last conceivable moment of my life
Now is when I was born.
I feel so connected to the now,
There is no “now”
I am genuinely scared when:
I imagine myself transporting to the last second of my life,
In my head: “Do it. Take me to the last now.”
And I...
#LifeCycle
#aging
306 reads
5 Comments
The Concept of the Sunset
How do we define the self?
Think of it as a sunset.
The sunset has a definition. Most words do.
‘sunset’ has three definitions. We’ll be discussing the third one.
“The time in the evening at which the sun begins to fall below the horizon.”
There is a past, present and future within this sentence.
What do you think of when you think of the sunset?
That! is the concept of the self.
There are millions of sunsets
Every day
For millions of years.
There is a sunset at noon at one locale and it is three in the morning another...
Think of it as a sunset.
The sunset has a definition. Most words do.
‘sunset’ has three definitions. We’ll be discussing the third one.
“The time in the evening at which the sun begins to fall below the horizon.”
There is a past, present and future within this sentence.
What do you think of when you think of the sunset?
That! is the concept of the self.
There are millions of sunsets
Every day
For millions of years.
There is a sunset at noon at one locale and it is three in the morning another...
#identity
#sun
397 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by asbr808 (Anthony R)