Submissions by bigdougsoutho
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a habitual line crosser with an uncensored and often degenerate mouth, so if I offend please, please accept my in advance apology and as always please don't be scared to critique brutally.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2018 1:19am
21st Feb 2018 1:19am
untitled
You quit brushing your teeth again. If you won’t brush, at least rinse with some mouthwash, that rotten bologna smell is horrible. It gets worse every day.”
“I wish that you would say something nice once in a while.”
“Oh, pardon me! Would you like a mint? They are delicious!”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“Well your breath smells like shit.”
“Maybe I forgot where I put my toothbrush.”
“There are three brand new ones – still in the wrappers right there in the cabinet.”
“People have been pooping in there. People are always pooping...
“I wish that you would say something nice once in a while.”
“Oh, pardon me! Would you like a mint? They are delicious!”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“Well your breath smells like shit.”
“Maybe I forgot where I put my toothbrush.”
“There are three brand new ones – still in the wrappers right there in the cabinet.”
“People have been pooping in there. People are always pooping...
469 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2018 11:42pm
17th Feb 2018 11:42pm
Children finger paint full color love
Children finger paint full color love
570 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Feb 2018 11:36pm
17th Feb 2018 11:36pm
Keep Them Pennies and Act Like You Got Some Sense: Act II & Act III
Act II
Remember we are here, and here is now
Not forever in some mythical place
Where dreams are constructed of blind faith
Diluted moral ways, and a gate that swings
Like a prison for those who lived in the path of the drain
Believing words of lies bound to their religion, it’s lies, and hypocritic ways
Their error is blind again, justified with intangible
Faith. So, tell me how can this be the same place
Murderers, rapists, and chimos go, if they pray,
Just one time, after spending their lives molesting and raping and killing ...
Remember we are here, and here is now
Not forever in some mythical place
Where dreams are constructed of blind faith
Diluted moral ways, and a gate that swings
Like a prison for those who lived in the path of the drain
Believing words of lies bound to their religion, it’s lies, and hypocritic ways
Their error is blind again, justified with intangible
Faith. So, tell me how can this be the same place
Murderers, rapists, and chimos go, if they pray,
Just one time, after spending their lives molesting and raping and killing ...
495 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2018 4:43am
13th Feb 2018 4:43am
Telling lies to the wind about the loneliness of death and fear of tomorrow
I almost believe them myself
its quite a spectacular theatrical façade
but I am alone in my audience applause
I am deeply disconnected
my selfish character in this production
the arrogant anti-protagonist tells them
“I don’t care about what happens next,”
As I purge the most useless of my possessions
“To make it easier,” he tells them
It sounds pale and banal as if read daily
from a cheap dime rag script
Some other trivialities I will continue to display
as if they were an award for best soundtrack ...
its quite a spectacular theatrical façade
but I am alone in my audience applause
I am deeply disconnected
my selfish character in this production
the arrogant anti-protagonist tells them
“I don’t care about what happens next,”
As I purge the most useless of my possessions
“To make it easier,” he tells them
It sounds pale and banal as if read daily
from a cheap dime rag script
Some other trivialities I will continue to display
as if they were an award for best soundtrack ...
484 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2018 00:31am
25th Jan 2018 00:31am
Prairie
I love to watch the tall-grass prairie gently waving
In the heat of the August sun. It’s dry and the grass
Is close to death, but full of seed that will spring
To life after the freeze of the winter and bring
Life back to the great American desert.
At a distance it looks soft like fine fresh hair
From the head of a newborn baby as it billows
And wanes with the breeze, but it is sharp and brittle,
Course and unpleasant to the touch. The harshness
Has bred it this way, unforgiving stringy and tough.
It’s a warm comforting...
In the heat of the August sun. It’s dry and the grass
Is close to death, but full of seed that will spring
To life after the freeze of the winter and bring
Life back to the great American desert.
At a distance it looks soft like fine fresh hair
From the head of a newborn baby as it billows
And wanes with the breeze, but it is sharp and brittle,
Course and unpleasant to the touch. The harshness
Has bred it this way, unforgiving stringy and tough.
It’s a warm comforting...
#summer
#winter
#spring #nature
#spring #nature
402 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 4:49pm
10th Jan 2018 4:49pm
He broke it down
The door
Shattered under
His outrageous justifications
With battered bloody fingers
They hung like gravy
Off the ends of his fragile sticks
Behind
It was a tragedy
Telling of all the sorrows
He painstakingly nailed to his soul
With railroad spikes
He used thick regret
To build iron walls behind his eyes
Bricked, hard and industrial
A prison for the mind
Then the hammers would fly
His blind rage
Served him
(Fucked him) well
Was it odd
That he vomited
Eggs...
Shattered under
His outrageous justifications
With battered bloody fingers
They hung like gravy
Off the ends of his fragile sticks
Behind
It was a tragedy
Telling of all the sorrows
He painstakingly nailed to his soul
With railroad spikes
He used thick regret
To build iron walls behind his eyes
Bricked, hard and industrial
A prison for the mind
Then the hammers would fly
His blind rage
Served him
(Fucked him) well
Was it odd
That he vomited
Eggs...
476 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2017 1:21am
30th Dec 2017 1:21am
Angles in Glass
My breath rolled out
A hot spring stealing the light
Crystallized
In geometric blades
Splitting the glass
Like a cutter that hates their face
With passion
Hard sharp angles
Slivers of a broken mirror
Reflecting the entanglement
Of Heart and Sun
They fell together out of sight
Lovers seeking solitude
Ten degrees burned at my feet
Keep them moving
A reminder to self
Three hours is a long time
In thin diabetic socks
Muscles cramp and numb
Hard sharp angles
Difficult to send a message ...
A hot spring stealing the light
Crystallized
In geometric blades
Splitting the glass
Like a cutter that hates their face
With passion
Hard sharp angles
Slivers of a broken mirror
Reflecting the entanglement
Of Heart and Sun
They fell together out of sight
Lovers seeking solitude
Ten degrees burned at my feet
Keep them moving
A reminder to self
Three hours is a long time
In thin diabetic socks
Muscles cramp and numb
Hard sharp angles
Difficult to send a message ...
460 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
21st Dec 2017 6:55pm
21st Dec 2017 6:55pm
He sat among the shadows waiting
For something he could never understand
His nose bled easily, and again from the cold dry air
Broken inside, in his mind, and resolve
Hopes that he would find redemption turned to horror
Sitting amongst graves of killers and thieves
Others called them heroes and patriots
Whose legacies were inked in blood
His heart slowed as the shadows turned to nightfall
Regret and despair filled his lungs
With both hands he clutched the knife tight
Another talisman bathed once in blood, and again
The frost crystalized across his eyes
A deeper...
His nose bled easily, and again from the cold dry air
Broken inside, in his mind, and resolve
Hopes that he would find redemption turned to horror
Sitting amongst graves of killers and thieves
Others called them heroes and patriots
Whose legacies were inked in blood
His heart slowed as the shadows turned to nightfall
Regret and despair filled his lungs
With both hands he clutched the knife tight
Another talisman bathed once in blood, and again
The frost crystalized across his eyes
A deeper...
482 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Dec 2017 7:36am
21st Dec 2017 7:36am
Where do we find it?
I have searched inside
My mind
To find the first soul
I wonder
Is it mine?
Or am I just the last of a thousand lifetimes
Strung together in cheap
Meaningless beats like a drum
Without a skin
Flapping senselessly in a storm
We call
Life?
Is it where the first light shone
Upon a weathered rock in a primal mist
Supplanted by primordial ooze
Shocked by lightning
In the past, or a lab
Somewhere
Is a soul the definition of sentience?
Or does it only exist because we are there
To observe...
My mind
To find the first soul
I wonder
Is it mine?
Or am I just the last of a thousand lifetimes
Strung together in cheap
Meaningless beats like a drum
Without a skin
Flapping senselessly in a storm
We call
Life?
Is it where the first light shone
Upon a weathered rock in a primal mist
Supplanted by primordial ooze
Shocked by lightning
In the past, or a lab
Somewhere
Is a soul the definition of sentience?
Or does it only exist because we are there
To observe...
529 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2017 7:07am
20th Dec 2017 7:07am
Tanka #6
Dirt roads lead to dirt
The signs at the crossroads read
Dust and loneliness
A place that I often come
It is where my friends all live
The signs at the crossroads read
Dust and loneliness
A place that I often come
It is where my friends all live
498 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2017 10:58pm
19th Dec 2017 10:58pm
Life with a self-destructive child
Twenty-one years is an eternity
Every day spent waiting
To see if they come home
Will it be a day?
Maybe this time it will be three weeks
Before one of your friends finds them
Strung out in the streets
Dirty
Hungry
Sick
Every day spent waiting
To see if they come home
Will it be a day?
Maybe this time it will be three weeks
Before one of your friends finds them
Strung out in the streets
Dirty
Hungry
Sick
457 reads
1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
18th Dec 2017 11:52am
18th Dec 2017 11:52am
The Last Load - Part I
619 reads
0 Comments
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