Submissions by brokentitanium (k.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction "Poet"? I dunno.... I'm just a human spilling the stuff I can't say out loud. Sometimes the words arrange themselves nicely, and that's pretty cool.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 11:35pm
Yesterday 11:35pm
Sorry, maybe?
You asked my opinion
maybe didn't expect it...
intensity overwhelms you
moderation eludes me
Too much?
Now your silence...
Shit, I've done it again
maybe didn't expect it...
intensity overwhelms you
moderation eludes me
Too much?
Now your silence...
Shit, I've done it again
#regret
#friendship
#honesty
20 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 3:48am
Yesterday 3:48am
Love letter to my church
From this pit of frustration
I cry out
Will no one join me?
Does nobody see what I see?
Such a sweet loving family
of navel-gazing sinner/saints
imploding into
comfortable
apathy.
The King has left this building.
He's out hob-nobbing
with the desperate --
those who are so empty
of answers and self
that they actually have room to receive love.
No, not that saccharine-starry love
that promises deliverance from this life
to a...
I cry out
Will no one join me?
Does nobody see what I see?
Such a sweet loving family
of navel-gazing sinner/saints
imploding into
comfortable
apathy.
The King has left this building.
He's out hob-nobbing
with the desperate --
those who are so empty
of answers and self
that they actually have room to receive love.
No, not that saccharine-starry love
that promises deliverance from this life
to a...
#loneliness
#religion
#rebirth #spiritual
#rebirth #spiritual
26 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 1:42pm
18th Jan 2021 1:42pm
Sailing with Dad
Forest and field are tossing
under a granite-gray storm
Fine, soaking rain curtains
pushed by Atlantic gusts --
Perfect day to get up in a tree.
Pine needles nod permission
on my approach
and I scramble high into place.
Silence the running music
to hear approaching gusts.
Get comfortable in my secure grip.
Close my eyes
and suddenly
~ ~ ~
I was sailing with Dad.
Rain and wind became
chill salt spray and bounding waves.
The trunk was the mast at my back
as I...
under a granite-gray storm
Fine, soaking rain curtains
pushed by Atlantic gusts --
Perfect day to get up in a tree.
Pine needles nod permission
on my approach
and I scramble high into place.
Silence the running music
to hear approaching gusts.
Get comfortable in my secure grip.
Close my eyes
and suddenly
~ ~ ~
I was sailing with Dad.
Rain and wind became
chill salt spray and bounding waves.
The trunk was the mast at my back
as I...
#love
#courage
#father
#nature
#SelfReflection
48 reads
18 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2021 12:42pm
18th Jan 2021 12:42pm
Lichen
thriving gray-green peace
symbiotic pioneer
teach us how to live
symbiotic pioneer
teach us how to live
#nature
#haiku
#philosophical
29 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jan 2021 2:29pm
11th Jan 2021 2:29pm
Five-OH!!
yesterday's youth
yielding to another year
candles and crow's feet
a candid confession
yielding to another year
candles and crow's feet
a candid confession
#identity
43 reads
17 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2021 2:26pm
11th Jan 2021 2:26pm
How to start a day
How to start a day:
“With gratitude and humility”
sounds so trite
and is easier said than done.
Instead, start with coffee.
When I’m groggy and depressed
and can’t summon gratitude for anything else,
coffee softens my edges.
Next, get out Into the world
and notice things,
wonder about mysteries,
connect with wisdom.
I consider it prayer,
but the label doesn’t matter.
Noticing (awe) --
--That the gray sky is not gray at all.
If I was a painter, I’d need a full palette ...
“With gratitude and humility”
sounds so trite
and is easier said than done.
Instead, start with coffee.
When I’m groggy and depressed
and can’t summon gratitude for anything else,
coffee softens my edges.
Next, get out Into the world
and notice things,
wonder about mysteries,
connect with wisdom.
I consider it prayer,
but the label doesn’t matter.
Noticing (awe) --
--That the gray sky is not gray at all.
If I was a painter, I’d need a full palette ...
#motivational
#nature
#spiritual #SelfReflection
#spiritual #SelfReflection
49 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2021 8:30pm
3rd Jan 2021 8:30pm
Don't ask
Don’t ask how I’m doing.
I’m better than fine
I’m kicking ass
achieving goals
leading the charge
creating beauty
smiling with pride
at the fruit of my efforts
and also
Suffering the hurts
of lives lost too soon
empathically bleeding
from this pit in my chest
weary of strength
and desire to serve
ungrateful, resentful
and above all
so very, deeply alone
Although both stories are true
I know which one you’d rather hear
It’s the only one I’ll tell.
I’m better than fine
I’m kicking ass
achieving goals
leading the charge
creating beauty
smiling with pride
at the fruit of my efforts
and also
Suffering the hurts
of lives lost too soon
empathically bleeding
from this pit in my chest
weary of strength
and desire to serve
ungrateful, resentful
and above all
so very, deeply alone
Although both stories are true
I know which one you’d rather hear
It’s the only one I’ll tell.
#depression
74 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2020 11:25pm
23rd Dec 2020 11:25pm
Dec 23
Real me kinda sucks
Good intentions unexpressed
Missed the boat again
Good intentions unexpressed
Missed the boat again
#Christmas
#myself
#disappointment
62 reads
14 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2020 12:40pm
21st Dec 2020 12:40pm
Awareness
Dressing myself
became much more complicated
the day I realized
my blue jeans were blue
became much more complicated
the day I realized
my blue jeans were blue
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
81 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Nov 2020 3:13am
21st Nov 2020 3:13am
Excision
I'd grown accustomed
to feeling you there -
A mild discomfort deep inside
So subtle I hardly noticed
how I adjusted to your presence,
the way I'd shift my movements
to avoid the pangs of you.
Then I woke,
and you were just gone.
Your absence declared itself
like a torn off bandage
or a clean slate.
Suddenly I'm just me again,
whole and unfettered.
I never realized I was in your shadow
until you moved out of my light.
to feeling you there -
A mild discomfort deep inside
So subtle I hardly noticed
how I adjusted to your presence,
the way I'd shift my movements
to avoid the pangs of you.
Then I woke,
and you were just gone.
Your absence declared itself
like a torn off bandage
or a clean slate.
Suddenly I'm just me again,
whole and unfettered.
I never realized I was in your shadow
until you moved out of my light.
#hope
#illness
#MovingOn
83 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Nov 2020 4:20am
13th Nov 2020 4:20am
Necropsy
It’s a morbid hobby:
whenever paths are too straight
or the sunshine too bright to be trusted,
against a wretched soundtrack
of longing and heartbreak,
I exhume corpses.
Rattling and re-examining,
ruminating over the autopsy
-- death by silence and cowardice,
secondary to a diagnosis of
chronic bad timing and propriety --
Though I long ago picked off every morsel of meat
and dug out the bitter marrow,
still I hungrily suck these dry bones
craving, savouring the old sweetness
beneath their musty stench
...
whenever paths are too straight
or the sunshine too bright to be trusted,
against a wretched soundtrack
of longing and heartbreak,
I exhume corpses.
Rattling and re-examining,
ruminating over the autopsy
-- death by silence and cowardice,
secondary to a diagnosis of
chronic bad timing and propriety --
Though I long ago picked off every morsel of meat
and dug out the bitter marrow,
still I hungrily suck these dry bones
craving, savouring the old sweetness
beneath their musty stench
...
#LifeStruggles
#memories
#bittersweet
98 reads
17 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Oct 2020 12:33pm
28th Oct 2020 12:33pm
Almost November
The party's over
Brittle trees nurse hangovers
See you in the spring
Brittle trees nurse hangovers
See you in the spring
#trees
#nature
#haiku
104 reads
15 Comments
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