Submissions by backdeckbenny
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have always loved words and would never use them as weapons.I have no great skill but that is of no consequence as long as readers find meaning or solace or guidance in them.
So There.
My desire is that you desire me but my desire is not your desire and that's why I desire my desire more than I desire your desire.
#lust
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Kiss the Breeze
This afternoon I felt fragile
So fragile the gentle breeze could have sliced me in half
But it didn't
Maybe that's just not what breezes do
Or perhaps the breeze took pity on me for the days events
On most other days a breeze is a delight but
Today my friend died
Cancer took a lovely man
Last time i saw him we went to shake hands but
I kissed his cheek instead
I'm so glad i did
He smiled a broad toothy smile and we said goodbye
I'd see him again or so i thought
But i didn't
I'm so glad I kissed his cheek.
...
So fragile the gentle breeze could have sliced me in half
But it didn't
Maybe that's just not what breezes do
Or perhaps the breeze took pity on me for the days events
On most other days a breeze is a delight but
Today my friend died
Cancer took a lovely man
Last time i saw him we went to shake hands but
I kissed his cheek instead
I'm so glad i did
He smiled a broad toothy smile and we said goodbye
I'd see him again or so i thought
But i didn't
I'm so glad I kissed his cheek.
...
#death
#friendship
#love
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Food For Thought
It feels like I've come back to life
after several days of death or dying.
How spiteful the stomach and mind were to join forces and bring me to my knees, sapping energy and twisting rationality.
Individually, they are manageable,but when they gang up, they make a formidable foe.
It wasn't always like this but depression or suffering of any sort, leaves permanent scar tissue,weak spots in the soul, that are easily exploited by loose discursive thoughts and a gut that's out of whack.
Anyhow.
I believe, the more you suffer, the less you...
after several days of death or dying.
How spiteful the stomach and mind were to join forces and bring me to my knees, sapping energy and twisting rationality.
Individually, they are manageable,but when they gang up, they make a formidable foe.
It wasn't always like this but depression or suffering of any sort, leaves permanent scar tissue,weak spots in the soul, that are easily exploited by loose discursive thoughts and a gut that's out of whack.
Anyhow.
I believe, the more you suffer, the less you...
#suffering
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Good Boy
Time, if it even exists, does so for no other creature than man.
It's simply a construct, a convention required to keep our complex civilisation running smoothly.
What would life be like without the bullying presence of time?
I'm glad you asked?
Let me introduce my dog.
Here Trumpy, come boy , sit , good boy.
I've got a question to ask you.One woof means yes,two means no.OK you got it.
Ok boy here goes.
Do you know what time it is?
Woof woof
I thought that's what you'd say.Lets go for a walk Trumpy. ...
It's simply a construct, a convention required to keep our complex civilisation running smoothly.
What would life be like without the bullying presence of time?
I'm glad you asked?
Let me introduce my dog.
Here Trumpy, come boy , sit , good boy.
I've got a question to ask you.One woof means yes,two means no.OK you got it.
Ok boy here goes.
Do you know what time it is?
Woof woof
I thought that's what you'd say.Lets go for a walk Trumpy. ...
#dogs
56 reads
6 Comments
Bloody Type O
If tears were made of blood mother earth would be stained red.
#sadness
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Three thoughts before getting out of bed.
1.
Homeless with a roof over your head
Horny with pussy there in your bed
Hungry with meatloaf there on your bread
Alive and still breathing but notionally dead.
2
I'm getting hard as I write this
I don't want the slow dance today
I want to tear your panties off
No kissing, no gentleness
I want to throw you on the bed
With no desire for head
I just want my hunger to plunge
Violently in and out of you
I don't want to care if you cum
It's about me today
Five minutes of selfishness and greed ...
Homeless with a roof over your head
Horny with pussy there in your bed
Hungry with meatloaf there on your bread
Alive and still breathing but notionally dead.
2
I'm getting hard as I write this
I don't want the slow dance today
I want to tear your panties off
No kissing, no gentleness
I want to throw you on the bed
With no desire for head
I just want my hunger to plunge
Violently in and out of you
I don't want to care if you cum
It's about me today
Five minutes of selfishness and greed ...
#lust
#myself
#PowerOfWords
110 reads
4 Comments
Grey Matter
I'm sure we'd all agree that the brain is an amazing organ.
It works 24/7 , 365 days of the year, from the moment men are born until the moment they get their first erection.
Try and deny it fellas.
It works 24/7 , 365 days of the year, from the moment men are born until the moment they get their first erection.
Try and deny it fellas.
#funny
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Skylight.
The quickest way to a womans heart is not through the front door or the back door but through the roof.
#minimalist
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TOE
Great minds can explain the large and small scale structure of the universe through general relativity and quantum theory.
But they have tried in vain to bring both together under one banner The Unified Theory of Everything .
Einstein, Schrodinger, Newton,Curie all have failed but backdeckbenny with the IQ of a cabbage leaf has solved the problem.
My Unified Theory of Everything posits that everything in the universe is connected,changeable and impermanent until entropy and death arrive.After that, connectivity remains but everything now becomes permanent and...
But they have tried in vain to bring both together under one banner The Unified Theory of Everything .
Einstein, Schrodinger, Newton,Curie all have failed but backdeckbenny with the IQ of a cabbage leaf has solved the problem.
My Unified Theory of Everything posits that everything in the universe is connected,changeable and impermanent until entropy and death arrive.After that, connectivity remains but everything now becomes permanent and...
#universe
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3 Comments
Diving In
Anger and aggression arrived at the pool today as I was getting in to do some laps.
A man ( by gender only) accompanied by his pregnant partner and infant child became incensed when someone in the walking lane told them that the other pools were for parents with toddlers.
The language he used was foul,insulting and mysoginstic and repeated over and over so that all within earshot could hear.
At first I thought, as most would, that he was an utter toss pot but as I swam the black line I considered other things.
I wondered where his anger came from.Was he taught by example...
A man ( by gender only) accompanied by his pregnant partner and infant child became incensed when someone in the walking lane told them that the other pools were for parents with toddlers.
The language he used was foul,insulting and mysoginstic and repeated over and over so that all within earshot could hear.
At first I thought, as most would, that he was an utter toss pot but as I swam the black line I considered other things.
I wondered where his anger came from.Was he taught by example...
#anger
#hate
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We are Them
It's a beautiful morning out on the deck
or so my mind does conceive
but somewhere else in a terrible place
they bury their dead and they grieve.
It pains me to say as the sun warms my skin
that I often forget they exist
the damaged,the weak the selfless,the meek
I hold lovingly in my clenched fist.
I want you to know as I sit in the glow
on a day when I'm glad I'm alive
I send you my love in a velvety glove
with my hope that it helps you to thrive.
Not just survive.
or so my mind does conceive
but somewhere else in a terrible place
they bury their dead and they grieve.
It pains me to say as the sun warms my skin
that I often forget they exist
the damaged,the weak the selfless,the meek
I hold lovingly in my clenched fist.
I want you to know as I sit in the glow
on a day when I'm glad I'm alive
I send you my love in a velvety glove
with my hope that it helps you to thrive.
Not just survive.
#love
40 reads
3 Comments
One Liner...No7
Love is the first thing to enter a new born and the last thing to leave the dying.
#LifeCycle
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