Submissions by babajava
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love a good tale told well.
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
11th Jul 2018 5:12pm
11th Jul 2018 5:12pm
A Potter's Tale
I arrived in Mendocino on a Greyhound bus with a box of pots, a bag of tools, six hundred dollars and stayed nine years.
The next day got a room at the Mendocino Art Center and went to work in the pottery hoping to make it for another month before running out of money. Right!
Pretty soon it was gone and I only had enough money to buy one potato at the store. Headed home to cook my meal I met a fellow who invited me to dinner. Turns out he lived under a tree on the beach and had a fire going with a large Sea Trout roasting in the embers. I added my potato to the embers and we had...
The next day got a room at the Mendocino Art Center and went to work in the pottery hoping to make it for another month before running out of money. Right!
Pretty soon it was gone and I only had enough money to buy one potato at the store. Headed home to cook my meal I met a fellow who invited me to dinner. Turns out he lived under a tree on the beach and had a fire going with a large Sea Trout roasting in the embers. I added my potato to the embers and we had...
#kindness
#inspirational
#gratitude
457 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2018 2:01pm
10th Jul 2018 2:01pm
Imminent Extinction
People here
and everywhere
are trashing their
own environment
affecting the Earth
Mammals
and all Life at Sea
is now on the
Verge of Extinction
and everywhere
are trashing their
own environment
affecting the Earth
Mammals
and all Life at Sea
is now on the
Verge of Extinction
#dark
#death
#tragedy
#greed
#suffering
448 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jul 2018 3:07pm
9th Jul 2018 3:07pm
The Song
The song in Spanish
made me cry.
What is the song about?
I asked Ricardo standing next to me
Songs are usually about Love or Politics
So why am I crying?
This song is about Politics.
made me cry.
What is the song about?
I asked Ricardo standing next to me
Songs are usually about Love or Politics
So why am I crying?
This song is about Politics.
#hope
#inspirational
#despair #disappointment
#despair #disappointment
550 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2018 6:06pm
7th Jul 2018 6:06pm
Old Friends
We were young once
and then we were old
Life happened in between
leaving us with memories
to remind us
of our triumphs
and mistakes
Old friends remember too
They also forgive and forget
leaving us to cherish
the moment
and enjoy each others company
on the park bench of life
and then we were old
Life happened in between
leaving us with memories
to remind us
of our triumphs
and mistakes
Old friends remember too
They also forgive and forget
leaving us to cherish
the moment
and enjoy each others company
on the park bench of life
#friendship
#LifeCycle
526 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2018 6:22pm
2nd Jul 2018 6:22pm
The Three Muses
Apparition on the Beach
Innocence
Friendship
and Grace
Innocence
Friendship
and Grace
#mythology
606 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Jul 2018 10:10pm
1st Jul 2018 10:10pm
Milagro
I don't know if its extra sensory perception or an active imagination, but plants and animals sometimes talk to me. It is always a spiritual experience when it happens, and one that will live with me forever.
One fine day I had to hitchhike into town for supplies. Returning with a box of groceries I was left standing on the roadside waiting for a ride up the mountain when I heard a voice coming from the pasture. A horse was talking directly into my brain.
Got anything good to eat, he said.
I dug around in my box of groceries for something to share and found a nice carrot....
One fine day I had to hitchhike into town for supplies. Returning with a box of groceries I was left standing on the roadside waiting for a ride up the mountain when I heard a voice coming from the pasture. A horse was talking directly into my brain.
Got anything good to eat, he said.
I dug around in my box of groceries for something to share and found a nice carrot....
#horses
#magic
513 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th Jun 2018 2:20pm
27th Jun 2018 2:20pm
A gift from God
Pappy arrived in a cloud of dust. His old Ford pickup firing on five out of six cylinders. Tom’s ol’ hound dog sounding the alarm. Stepping out of the truck he staggered on loose flint rock around to the front, popped the hood and stuck a branch in to hold it open. Then reached in, picked up a stone and threw it over his shoulder revealing a package of herb drying on the manifold.
Foolishly I said, Say Pappy, where did you find the weed? He answered with a big grin: Every time I takes a shit, I plants a seed. This is for you.
Holy Smokes Pappy.
You betcha. Enjoy!
Foolishly I said, Say Pappy, where did you find the weed? He answered with a big grin: Every time I takes a shit, I plants a seed. This is for you.
Holy Smokes Pappy.
You betcha. Enjoy!
#marijuana
#ShortStory
481 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jun 2018 00:51am
26th Jun 2018 00:51am
Refugees and Immigrants
I should think it is a far better place from whence you came than where you are going, unless you can manage to stay in Mexico.
Top of the list of “Shit Hole” countries is the USA.
Humanity lost to complacency; the populace guarding whatever dignity they have left after the zealots and racist bigots declared war on poor uninformed refugees fleeing the horror brought by this damned “War on drugs”.
Does anyone really believe the propaganda about what a great country this is or ever will be?
Paranoia and violence run amok throughout...
Top of the list of “Shit Hole” countries is the USA.
Humanity lost to complacency; the populace guarding whatever dignity they have left after the zealots and racist bigots declared war on poor uninformed refugees fleeing the horror brought by this damned “War on drugs”.
Does anyone really believe the propaganda about what a great country this is or ever will be?
Paranoia and violence run amok throughout...
#lies
#evil
#tragedy
#suffering
#hypocrisy
440 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2018 1:21am
25th Jun 2018 1:21am
Good Friends
Their names are fading away
after so many years ago today
Their faces their homes and places their love and friendship sustain
So whomever and wherever you are I still remain eternally grateful
For if it weren't for you
I would not be
who I have become
Today
after so many years ago today
Their faces their homes and places their love and friendship sustain
So whomever and wherever you are I still remain eternally grateful
For if it weren't for you
I would not be
who I have become
Today
#love
#friendship
410 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2018 3:18pm
23rd Jun 2018 3:18pm
In the beginning
Swirling in the eddies of Millennia,
particulates gather in the banks of rivers and streams forming large deposits or Rocks of Clay
When these Rocks are pulverized and mixed with water and aged
they can be reshaped by hand
unto a vessel, then vitrified by fire with
an aesthetic and useful purpose
called Pottery
Thousands of years in the making
this was the
Beginning of Culture
particulates gather in the banks of rivers and streams forming large deposits or Rocks of Clay
When these Rocks are pulverized and mixed with water and aged
they can be reshaped by hand
unto a vessel, then vitrified by fire with
an aesthetic and useful purpose
called Pottery
Thousands of years in the making
this was the
Beginning of Culture
#earth
#fire
#water #culture
#water #culture
487 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2018 3:24am
22nd Jun 2018 3:24am
Plant Talk
The plant that grew behind the house
was tall and proud.
I called my friend Sativa.
She lived a good life in the warm Sonoran Sun.
Fall came and she was hung in
the living room to dry
She gave me a bud to put in my pipe
and after a puff or two she began to talk.
And this is what she said:
“There are plants that have a
similar nature to mankind and they are healing.
Then there are other plants that have an opposite nature to mankind and those are poison.
She also said that Marijuana is particularly similar to my own...
was tall and proud.
I called my friend Sativa.
She lived a good life in the warm Sonoran Sun.
Fall came and she was hung in
the living room to dry
She gave me a bud to put in my pipe
and after a puff or two she began to talk.
And this is what she said:
“There are plants that have a
similar nature to mankind and they are healing.
Then there are other plants that have an opposite nature to mankind and those are poison.
She also said that Marijuana is particularly similar to my own...
#nature
#marijuana
#TruthOfLife
451 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2018 5:30pm
20th Jun 2018 5:30pm
Refugees
Refugees
The poorest of the poor
Homeless
Seeking refuge from violence
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
The unthinkable
Criminalization Deportation
Families separated
Children taken away and lost
Evil is as evil does
The Horror!
The poorest of the poor
Homeless
Seeking refuge from violence
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
The unthinkable
Criminalization Deportation
Families separated
Children taken away and lost
Evil is as evil does
The Horror!
#sadness
#betrayal
#escape #separation
#escape #separation
495 reads
13 Comments
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