Submissions by brokentitanium (k.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just a human living my life, and this is where I spill the stuff I can't say out loud. Sometimes the words arrange themselves nicely, and that's pretty cool.
SELF POEM
Published
13th Aug 2024 1:34am
13th Aug 2024 1:34am
Dear Little One
Dear little one,
finder of pennies and cool rocks
(because you were always looking down)
rarely meeting the world eye to eye.
It was easier to stay lost in thought
drifting away hours
in a record player or book…
Oh, but you were observant.
Quietly watching and listening
for the moment when they might take notice --
“Such an easy child,” they’d say.
You didn’t ask for much
(they taught you early there was no point)
Learned to take care of your needs --
the lunches
the drives
the...
finder of pennies and cool rocks
(because you were always looking down)
rarely meeting the world eye to eye.
It was easier to stay lost in thought
drifting away hours
in a record player or book…
Oh, but you were observant.
Quietly watching and listening
for the moment when they might take notice --
“Such an easy child,” they’d say.
You didn’t ask for much
(they taught you early there was no point)
Learned to take care of your needs --
the lunches
the drives
the...
#healing
#love
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
209 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2024 3:04am
5th Aug 2024 3:04am
Muse-aholics Anonymous
Hi, my name is K,
and I almost slipped today.
There’s just so much I want to share
when I convince myself that you might care…
Alcoholics have sponsors when they’re under attack
but I have to find ways to have my own back.
So I pick off the scabs, I watch the blood bubble,
reread the silences, relive the trouble.
I let the hurt choke me like hands on my neck;
it’s not masochism – it’s reality check.
Then anger steps up to take over the fight,
beating back shame, setting boundaries right.
As tears flood my spirit, my...
and I almost slipped today.
There’s just so much I want to share
when I convince myself that you might care…
Alcoholics have sponsors when they’re under attack
but I have to find ways to have my own back.
So I pick off the scabs, I watch the blood bubble,
reread the silences, relive the trouble.
I let the hurt choke me like hands on my neck;
it’s not masochism – it’s reality check.
Then anger steps up to take over the fight,
beating back shame, setting boundaries right.
As tears flood my spirit, my...
#determination
#hurt
#relationships
#SelfWorth
#healing
227 reads
17 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2024 1:14am
15th Jul 2024 1:14am
On seeking wholeness in a hammock
the guilt that gnaws
the lessons learned
old wounds opened
new scars earned
grief gently bleaches
as sun peeks ‘round trees
loss ripens to gratitude
through tender breeze
the bygones are past
so receive what is real
not all things can last
but all can heal
.
the lessons learned
old wounds opened
new scars earned
grief gently bleaches
as sun peeks ‘round trees
loss ripens to gratitude
through tender breeze
the bygones are past
so receive what is real
not all things can last
but all can heal
.
#acceptance
#healing
#MovingOn
237 reads
10 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
20th Jun 2024 12:18pm
20th Jun 2024 12:18pm
Hollow
#dark
#faith
#hope
#power
#rejection
356 reads
14 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
13th Jun 2024 3:59pm
13th Jun 2024 3:59pm
Back to Sleep
A photograph from years ago,
recognizable but strange
She didn’t know what lay ahead,
how things would rearrange
All the fights were familiar ones,
memories stayed buried deep
The kool-aid tasted sweet back then,
the wolves still looked like sheep.
She looks back with a sigh,
“Let me go back to sleep…”
take me back to before I woke up
just let me close my mind
heart wrapped safe in its own cocoon
comfortable and blind
let me go
back to sleep
please…
rewind
Why did she ever...
recognizable but strange
She didn’t know what lay ahead,
how things would rearrange
All the fights were familiar ones,
memories stayed buried deep
The kool-aid tasted sweet back then,
the wolves still looked like sheep.
She looks back with a sigh,
“Let me go back to sleep…”
take me back to before I woke up
just let me close my mind
heart wrapped safe in its own cocoon
comfortable and blind
let me go
back to sleep
please…
rewind
Why did she ever...
#FeelingTrapped
#hurt
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
270 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jun 2024 3:48am
10th Jun 2024 3:48am
Do that "crazy" thing
Run the race. Write the book.
Start the business. Sing the hook.
So what if they roll their eyes and smirk?
Show up for yourself. Put in the work
to do that "crazy" thing.
Enter the contest. Get in the ring.
Whatever it is, go do your thing.
They'll say you can't and they'll stir your doubt.
So, ask an expert to help you out
as you do that "crazy" thing.
Step on the stage. Try something new.
Gather a tribe that celebrates you.
You'll never feel ready; you'll want to give in - ...
Start the business. Sing the hook.
So what if they roll their eyes and smirk?
Show up for yourself. Put in the work
to do that "crazy" thing.
Enter the contest. Get in the ring.
Whatever it is, go do your thing.
They'll say you can't and they'll stir your doubt.
So, ask an expert to help you out
as you do that "crazy" thing.
Step on the stage. Try something new.
Gather a tribe that celebrates you.
You'll never feel ready; you'll want to give in - ...
#courage
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
286 reads
20 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th May 2024 3:36am
25th May 2024 3:36am
The Poetic Universe
#love
#spiritual
#universe
340 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2024 12:25pm
30th Apr 2024 12:25pm
Letter to Me
You don’t have to earn it.
Not by impressing people
with your heartfelt writing or singing
your physical feats or keen observations
Not by making them laugh
with your silliness and charm
Not by helping them out
with your professional competence
or deep-diving intellect.
You have all these things
(yes, you do)
but they are not tools
to earn love and value.
They are results of the fact
that love is already there.
Your only job
is not to hinder it with your...
Not by impressing people
with your heartfelt writing or singing
your physical feats or keen observations
Not by making them laugh
with your silliness and charm
Not by helping them out
with your professional competence
or deep-diving intellect.
You have all these things
(yes, you do)
but they are not tools
to earn love and value.
They are results of the fact
that love is already there.
Your only job
is not to hinder it with your...
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#SelfWorth
289 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2024 2:01am
30th Apr 2024 2:01am
Body
Every so often I’m reminded
of the fact that I have a body.
Today, it hurts.
It’s my own damn fault –
dashing through forest
up and down hills
over roots and mud
for over two hours
will do that to a body.
And I relish the feeling.
Not because I enjoy pain,
but because it means I’m still here
and I get to inhabit this miraculous form
that can smell peace in the spruce trees
see joy in ripples on the streams
and I get to test
what else it can achieve and endure.
Last fall, I ran...
of the fact that I have a body.
Today, it hurts.
It’s my own damn fault –
dashing through forest
up and down hills
over roots and mud
for over two hours
will do that to a body.
And I relish the feeling.
Not because I enjoy pain,
but because it means I’m still here
and I get to inhabit this miraculous form
that can smell peace in the spruce trees
see joy in ripples on the streams
and I get to test
what else it can achieve and endure.
Last fall, I ran...
#determination
#gratitude
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sports
#strength
229 reads
12 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
28th Apr 2024 12:35pm
28th Apr 2024 12:35pm
Pay the damn rent
Hey! Are you still here??
I thought I had kicked you out.
I only let you in
because you came with such a
huge advance
You didn’t mind the mess
or the leaks in the roof
I said ‘take it as it is’
and you said ‘I love it’
But now the rent is way past due
and still you linger
taking up space
on my mental couch
You lounge in silence
and I can’t relax
thinking maybe if I mop the floor
you’ll finally pay up
But those muddy bootprints
you left on my soul
keep rising to the...
I thought I had kicked you out.
I only let you in
because you came with such a
huge advance
You didn’t mind the mess
or the leaks in the roof
I said ‘take it as it is’
and you said ‘I love it’
But now the rent is way past due
and still you linger
taking up space
on my mental couch
You lounge in silence
and I can’t relax
thinking maybe if I mop the floor
you’ll finally pay up
But those muddy bootprints
you left on my soul
keep rising to the...
#anger
#NaPoWriMo2024
227 reads
10 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Apr 2024 11:54am
27th Apr 2024 11:54am
Spark
#hope
#inspirational
#NaPoWriMo2024
#spiritual
#strength
307 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2024 11:57am
26th Apr 2024 11:57am
Plans
Write about making plans,” she said,
and I laughed –
“oh honey, you know I suck at that!”
and she smiles, “exactly…”
This girl understands my poetry.
How it’s always all about the anguish
of making elaborate plans
that I’m not equipped to execute
and perceiving beauty
that I’ll never be able to hold.
How I can languish in the heartache
of imagined futures and friendships and feats
that I am powerless to actualize
and how,
despite the apparent misery,
I still choose this stubborn...
and I laughed –
“oh honey, you know I suck at that!”
and she smiles, “exactly…”
This girl understands my poetry.
How it’s always all about the anguish
of making elaborate plans
that I’m not equipped to execute
and perceiving beauty
that I’ll never be able to hold.
How I can languish in the heartache
of imagined futures and friendships and feats
that I am powerless to actualize
and how,
despite the apparent misery,
I still choose this stubborn...
#ADHD
#daughter
#determination
#MyInspiration
#NaPoWriMo2024
208 reads
10 Comments
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