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.
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Dec 2024 8:33pm
14th Dec 2024 8:33pm
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
123 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Dec 2024 6:42am
14th Dec 2024 6:42am
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
23 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 7:34pm
13th Dec 2024 7:34pm
Skylight.
The quickest way to a womans heart is not through the front door or the back door but through the roof.
#minimalist
117 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 6:51pm
13th Dec 2024 6:51pm
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
41 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 3:35am
13th Dec 2024 3:35am
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
34 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 8:20pm
12th Dec 2024 8:20pm
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
48 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 8:44am
12th Dec 2024 8:44am
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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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 5:04am
12th Dec 2024 5:04am
Vermin
I sit in silence
quiet as a church mouse
while inside my head (mind)
other rodents run amok
noisily gnawing at my sanity
swallowing all but my vanity.
Today,unlike others,for some unknown reason
even the noisy ones bring some peace.
They are just doing what rodents do
nothing more,nothing less.
They deserve a smile and some love.
They take both and leave,
just needed someone to love them.
We all do.
quiet as a church mouse
while inside my head (mind)
other rodents run amok
noisily gnawing at my sanity
swallowing all but my vanity.
Today,unlike others,for some unknown reason
even the noisy ones bring some peace.
They are just doing what rodents do
nothing more,nothing less.
They deserve a smile and some love.
They take both and leave,
just needed someone to love them.
We all do.
#silence
46 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2024 7:35pm
11th Dec 2024 7:35pm
NoI NoU
Who am I ?
Who are we ?
Only thoughts that's all !
Not flesh, not blood.
No thinking
then no you.
No thinking
then no I.
All of us exist solely in the mind.
Where else could we be?
Are we in the mind or is the mind in us.?
Ephemeral.....what a nice word.
Who are we ?
Only thoughts that's all !
Not flesh, not blood.
No thinking
then no you.
No thinking
then no I.
All of us exist solely in the mind.
Where else could we be?
Are we in the mind or is the mind in us.?
Ephemeral.....what a nice word.
#mystery
57 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2024 8:19pm
10th Dec 2024 8:19pm
Detritus
a leaf
falls to the ground
dancing silently through the air
before landing on the bodies
of its dying and decaying family
it does not weep
nor even knows
if and when it
ever was alive
falls to the ground
dancing silently through the air
before landing on the bodies
of its dying and decaying family
it does not weep
nor even knows
if and when it
ever was alive
#LifeCycle
63 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Dec 2024 8:00pm
10th Dec 2024 8:00pm
One Liner...No7 (Benny Descartes)
I sink therefore I swam.
#wisdom
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Dec 2024 9:04am
10th Dec 2024 9:04am
Yellow Ribbon
If we said we miss you
would that be enough?
Would you bring back your
gift of words
and let us once again
enter your world
not as participants,
that's your pleasure,
that's your pain,
but as carers of damaged souls.
So much
in so few words
entire books written
between the lines, your lines.
A life story told,
with such honesty and
imagined somewhere among
the neurones and synapses of
those that read.
Us, the carers of damaged souls.
The ones whose breath was taken by...
would that be enough?
Would you bring back your
gift of words
and let us once again
enter your world
not as participants,
that's your pleasure,
that's your pain,
but as carers of damaged souls.
So much
in so few words
entire books written
between the lines, your lines.
A life story told,
with such honesty and
imagined somewhere among
the neurones and synapses of
those that read.
Us, the carers of damaged souls.
The ones whose breath was taken by...
#PowerOfWords
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