Submissions by benjisbrain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello, recently taken up writing within the last two years but seldom do it. The good thing is when I do write its on a whim and rarely delete it. I have creative splurges which I would like to share and hopefully have your honest critique!
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2017 9:30pm
5th Nov 2017 9:30pm
Dual Dive
She stood there and stared.
Nothing in her heart was pre established.
The future was dark and miserable
At least she leaned forward knowing this was what made her vanish
The wind kissed at her hair,
the moon light softened her eyes.
Upset about her brother
she knew it wasn’t fair,
it was winding her up inside
at least she knew they would reunite with each other.
Dampness from the rain in the grasp of her palm
or was it the sweat that didn’t make her settle into her normal calm.
The stone felt cold as her fingertips...
Nothing in her heart was pre established.
The future was dark and miserable
At least she leaned forward knowing this was what made her vanish
The wind kissed at her hair,
the moon light softened her eyes.
Upset about her brother
she knew it wasn’t fair,
it was winding her up inside
at least she knew they would reunite with each other.
Dampness from the rain in the grasp of her palm
or was it the sweat that didn’t make her settle into her normal calm.
The stone felt cold as her fingertips...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2017 9:27pm
5th Nov 2017 9:27pm
Bonfire Remembrance
Through smoke and mirrors we accept our fate,
On a single night many years ago,
An individual refused to accept what laid.
With propaganda and misinterpretation we lead the way,
Only to be shocked by what we discovered only twenty years too late.
T'was November the 5th 1605.
He saw no reason to do the treason
except being fed up of the government fuelled lie.
That was his cause and just enough reason,
To cause the upset and jurisdiction to the warm government pie.
With gunpowder in tow and a wet foot off the Thames,
He set...
On a single night many years ago,
An individual refused to accept what laid.
With propaganda and misinterpretation we lead the way,
Only to be shocked by what we discovered only twenty years too late.
T'was November the 5th 1605.
He saw no reason to do the treason
except being fed up of the government fuelled lie.
That was his cause and just enough reason,
To cause the upset and jurisdiction to the warm government pie.
With gunpowder in tow and a wet foot off the Thames,
He set...
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STORY POEM
Published
20th Oct 2017 8:59pm
20th Oct 2017 8:59pm
Striker Leader
Young and innocent he was nothing but a boy.
In the summer of 38 he helped his folks and played with his toys.
With schooling and friends life was a joy,
Two years later he was called up to deploy...
With hardened eyes he was peered at.
With a cough and a feel he was grasped.
Slap on the back and an OK stamp.
"Move down the line, so we can see the next champ!"
A week later he was the new sortie,
green overalls on and they stood abreast.
The squadron looked good,
but not quite the best.
A few weeks training was...
In the summer of 38 he helped his folks and played with his toys.
With schooling and friends life was a joy,
Two years later he was called up to deploy...
With hardened eyes he was peered at.
With a cough and a feel he was grasped.
Slap on the back and an OK stamp.
"Move down the line, so we can see the next champ!"
A week later he was the new sortie,
green overalls on and they stood abreast.
The squadron looked good,
but not quite the best.
A few weeks training was...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
20th Oct 2017 8:56pm
20th Oct 2017 8:56pm
The Night
They laughed and threw change,
not knowing the strangers pain.
No wife, no children his life was in vein.
In a dark and damp alley alone he sat there tame.
It started well in school, college and education
Even fortunate enough to be taken on vacation.
Good kid, straight A's and a solid ambition
His future looked positive with amused superstition.
As a young adult he started divulging into precarious stuff.
Unknown to him, it would get a bit rough.
Drink and speed from an unknown trough,
Was the fatal mixture which killed...
not knowing the strangers pain.
No wife, no children his life was in vein.
In a dark and damp alley alone he sat there tame.
It started well in school, college and education
Even fortunate enough to be taken on vacation.
Good kid, straight A's and a solid ambition
His future looked positive with amused superstition.
As a young adult he started divulging into precarious stuff.
Unknown to him, it would get a bit rough.
Drink and speed from an unknown trough,
Was the fatal mixture which killed...
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