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
4th Apr 2025 00:53am
4th Apr 2025 00:53am
Me, Part Two: Melville Street
memories
pinned loosely to
a place
and therefore to
a time
nestled briefly between
first sentience and the meddling of adults
Random still frames:
feral preschoolers
grass stains, sidewalk scrapes
raw hotdog snack on the tire swing
wood bugs under rocks
the soft lap of Mrs. Cookie
Joey on his trike mostly naked
Best friend Rowan, my hero
wilder than her fiery hair
she spat at my mother!
She confided that she was a boy
and I nodded
yeah, of course
And that...
pinned loosely to
a place
and therefore to
a time
nestled briefly between
first sentience and the meddling of adults
Random still frames:
feral preschoolers
grass stains, sidewalk scrapes
raw hotdog snack on the tire swing
wood bugs under rocks
the soft lap of Mrs. Cookie
Joey on his trike mostly naked
Best friend Rowan, my hero
wilder than her fiery hair
she spat at my mother!
She confided that she was a boy
and I nodded
yeah, of course
And that...
#childhood
#friendship
#happiness
72 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:53am
3rd Apr 2025 2:53am
Me, Part One: Beginnings
I remember
exactly
nothing.
Which is to be expected, of course.
I have no recollection
of screaming my way into existence
on a snowy night.
All I know is that I arrived
just in time
for my dad to make it to hockey –
or, so legend has it.
But here are the few facts I have gleaned:
Three homes in about two years –
young family in transition.
A feisty older brother
And an even older sister
with a newly broken leg in a cast upon my arrival.
She says mom couldn’t/wouldn’t get out of bed...
exactly
nothing.
Which is to be expected, of course.
I have no recollection
of screaming my way into existence
on a snowy night.
All I know is that I arrived
just in time
for my dad to make it to hockey –
or, so legend has it.
But here are the few facts I have gleaned:
Three homes in about two years –
young family in transition.
A feisty older brother
And an even older sister
with a newly broken leg in a cast upon my arrival.
She says mom couldn’t/wouldn’t get out of bed...
#childhood
#family
#SelfReflection
79 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2025 5:17pm
1st Apr 2025 5:17pm
Journey to the Stars
We’re launching a journey to the stars:
a flight of imagination,
a pilgrimage of poetic memoirs,
a hullabaloo of creation.
No jet fuel, ego, or money required
to conquer the world’s gravity;
only thoughtful hearts and minds inspired
will gain us escape velocity.
We don’t carry weapons or millionaires
on this rocket from Underground –
just stories and words, rhythms and prayers,
until each of us is crowned.
We’re led by a loving, Eerie spark
on a path that’s uniquely ours:
to become the lights drowning out...
a flight of imagination,
a pilgrimage of poetic memoirs,
a hullabaloo of creation.
No jet fuel, ego, or money required
to conquer the world’s gravity;
only thoughtful hearts and minds inspired
will gain us escape velocity.
We don’t carry weapons or millionaires
on this rocket from Underground –
just stories and words, rhythms and prayers,
until each of us is crowned.
We’re led by a loving, Eerie spark
on a path that’s uniquely ours:
to become the lights drowning out...
#love
#support
#WritingPoetry
70 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2025 6:23pm
28th Mar 2025 6:23pm
Weird Canadian Fridge Poetry
Love is a stampede
of beautiful geese
destroying my igloo
Chill, eh?
Hold my beer,
this lumberjack is fierce.
Sorry, cowboy.
.
of beautiful geese
destroying my igloo
Chill, eh?
Hold my beer,
this lumberjack is fierce.
Sorry, cowboy.
.
#dragons
#funny
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#rebellion
110 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Mar 2025 1:06pm
26th Mar 2025 1:06pm
Dumbstruck
darkness draws so close
I should have something to say
still, I remain mute
.
I should have something to say
still, I remain mute
.
#death
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#emptiness
#MovingOn
#senryu
104 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Mar 2025 12:58pm
26th Mar 2025 12:58pm
How Poetry ate my day
It started with just a few breadcrumbs
Tasty morsels that led me tentatively out the door
just a little farther….
looking back nervously at my Task List
Just one more taste
and then I’ll go back
He pulled up all smiles and sweetness
saying here’s a Special Something I just know you’ll like...
But – All the Things – what about the Things I’m supposed to do?
I’ll serve you just what you need to get started, he said
I’ll have you back in a jiffy, he said
and with a glance over my shoulder at Responsibility
I said Ok, just for a...
Tasty morsels that led me tentatively out the door
just a little farther….
looking back nervously at my Task List
Just one more taste
and then I’ll go back
He pulled up all smiles and sweetness
saying here’s a Special Something I just know you’ll like...
But – All the Things – what about the Things I’m supposed to do?
I’ll serve you just what you need to get started, he said
I’ll have you back in a jiffy, he said
and with a glance over my shoulder at Responsibility
I said Ok, just for a...
#ADHD
#escape
#LifeAsAWriter #reading
#LifeAsAWriter #reading
82 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2025 2:12am
3rd Mar 2025 2:12am
Winter Sun
#beauty
#hope
#music
#trees
#winter
134 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
7th Jan 2025 8:41pm
On Courage
It has little to do with bravery
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
or fear
or rugged badassery
It’s the letting go
laying down
that fuckit moment
in a set jaw
when inaction feels more dangerous
than meeting a tiger of terror
***
Faced with the option of
being torn to obstinate shreds
left for dead
or
languishing in the rot of regret
agonizing endlessly over what ifs
I’ll take the tiger
.
#courage
182 reads
17 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 2:06am
3rd Jan 2025 2:06am
On Authenticity
There’s a mistake I never even knew I made --
abandoned myself
years ago, afraid.
Believed I could submit, commit
to never showing
never growing
beyond that snug hole I dug.
Thought I was safe
in this satin-lined chest
six feet below my self I would rest
I even dared to call it
blessed
But the air is stale
I can’t inhale
the kool-aid went sour
and I feel my power punching
and clawing my own damn way out
ready to shout ...
abandoned myself
years ago, afraid.
Believed I could submit, commit
to never showing
never growing
beyond that snug hole I dug.
Thought I was safe
in this satin-lined chest
six feet below my self I would rest
I even dared to call it
blessed
But the air is stale
I can’t inhale
the kool-aid went sour
and I feel my power punching
and clawing my own damn way out
ready to shout ...
#courage
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth #SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth #SelfDiscovery
176 reads
11 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
15th Dec 2024 1:15am
Child
I was a child
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
the brunt of jokes
too young to understand the laughter
torn between humiliation and need for attention
I was a child
defenseless, confused
too young to understand my body’s reactions
torn between shame and need for affection
I was a child
hiding, unprotected
too young to understand the rage was not my fault
torn between fear and need for acceptance
I was a child
hurt, neglected
too young
torn
I was a child.
.
#abuse
#anger
#healing
255 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2024 00:23am
3rd Dec 2024 00:23am
I can feel it
I can feel it...
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
the sun on my face
the breeze in my hair
the joy in my gut
the spring in my strut
I can feel it...
the dark in my veins
the shame in my soul
the wrong in my right
the cry in the night
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to feel it all
I want to shut my eyes
Let the cloak of numbness fall
To feel the love
is to know the hurt
.
#anxiety
#emotions
#hurt #love
#hurt #love
214 reads
20 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2024 00:04am
3rd Dec 2024 00:04am
My only wish
..
And if my life should end tomorrow
and I sink into dust and dirt,
My only wish is that you'd know
I never meant to make you hurt.
If I could make the time go backwards
If granting wishes was my skill,
I'd put together what has fractured
and we'd laugh together still.
.
And if my life should end tomorrow
and I sink into dust and dirt,
My only wish is that you'd know
I never meant to make you hurt.
If I could make the time go backwards
If granting wishes was my skill,
I'd put together what has fractured
and we'd laugh together still.
.
#confessional
#forgiveness
#love #regret
#love #regret
244 reads
14 Comments
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