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.
Daily visitor
Every morning, sometimes afternoon too,
taps on the glass
Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap
Drives the dogs crazy
Sits on the clothesline or a branch,
sings a beautiful little song
How can I resist...
I don't have birdseed
but he enjoys a little pinch of oats
I'm starting to look forward to his visits
I know it won't go on forever
but he's mine for now
so he needs a name
Was going to call him Romeo,
but he died from poison
-- My Shakespeare's not great,
I had to google --
With that dripping blood on his chest
I...
taps on the glass
Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap
Drives the dogs crazy
Sits on the clothesline or a branch,
sings a beautiful little song
How can I resist...
I don't have birdseed
but he enjoys a little pinch of oats
I'm starting to look forward to his visits
I know it won't go on forever
but he's mine for now
so he needs a name
Was going to call him Romeo,
but he died from poison
-- My Shakespeare's not great,
I had to google --
With that dripping blood on his chest
I...
#happiness
#birds
#WilliamShakespeare
356 reads
13 Comments
explosion
pressed together hard
wrapped in tangled urgency
clawing and crawling my way
inside your skin
tiny flames ignite
showering sparks
hair ablaze
we
melt
together
wrapped in tangled urgency
clawing and crawling my way
inside your skin
tiny flames ignite
showering sparks
hair ablaze
we
melt
together
#fire
#passion
373 reads
9 Comments
casual
you should know by now
I care more than I'll admit
don't believe my crap
I care more than I'll admit
don't believe my crap
#loneliness
#rejection
#MentalHealth
400 reads
9 Comments
A walk in the park
Today on my morning walk
(I call it my “commute”)
I went into the neighbourhood park
instead of past it – we’re allowed now -
Haven’t been in there in years,
probably close to a decade,
since I had tiny hands to hold.
I walked the mowed path by the pond;
about twenty steps between trees and undergrowth,
once an exciting wilderness trek.
I stood on the rock where we watched for frogs -
might have even caught one once -
And I remember hearing the story
about how one of my boys cried
when a neighbourhood kid killed a...
(I call it my “commute”)
I went into the neighbourhood park
instead of past it – we’re allowed now -
Haven’t been in there in years,
probably close to a decade,
since I had tiny hands to hold.
I walked the mowed path by the pond;
about twenty steps between trees and undergrowth,
once an exciting wilderness trek.
I stood on the rock where we watched for frogs -
might have even caught one once -
And I remember hearing the story
about how one of my boys cried
when a neighbourhood kid killed a...
#regret
#children
#nature
#nostalgia
#pandemic
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3 Comments
Thoughts about birds
Had breakfast with a rose-breasted grosbeak
He sat on the clothesline challenging his reflection
as I contemplated him from behind my coffee mug
I wonder if he was the same little asshole that woke me at 5am -
there’s just no need for such aggressive chirping before the crack of dawn
If so, his blood-dripping chest pattern makes complete sense
Some other grumpy night owl like me
probably shot a dart at his heart
We used to have big parties of birds in the backyard
finches, sparrows, chickadees and more
I even welcomed the squirrels and...
He sat on the clothesline challenging his reflection
as I contemplated him from behind my coffee mug
I wonder if he was the same little asshole that woke me at 5am -
there’s just no need for such aggressive chirping before the crack of dawn
If so, his blood-dripping chest pattern makes complete sense
Some other grumpy night owl like me
probably shot a dart at his heart
We used to have big parties of birds in the backyard
finches, sparrows, chickadees and more
I even welcomed the squirrels and...
#birds
#morning
#pandemic
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4 Comments
Of bare branches
I went out to sit in the back yard after supper -
a reprieve from teen spirit and gamer violence
It wasn’t cold enough to turn me around immediately;
not winter-cold, but definitely
need-another-layer-cold
so I had to get my relaxation in a hurry --
quick contemplation of naked trees
no leaves to rustle in the wind
just the clacking of branches
like dry bones
and those weird fluffy red maple flowers
falling down like limp sea creatures
It’s mid-May and still so lifeless
I trust spring will come
because it...
a reprieve from teen spirit and gamer violence
It wasn’t cold enough to turn me around immediately;
not winter-cold, but definitely
need-another-layer-cold
so I had to get my relaxation in a hurry --
quick contemplation of naked trees
no leaves to rustle in the wind
just the clacking of branches
like dry bones
and those weird fluffy red maple flowers
falling down like limp sea creatures
It’s mid-May and still so lifeless
I trust spring will come
because it...
#anxiety
#trees
#spring #faith
#spring #faith
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6 Comments
Flourishing
plant me in the dark
surrender understanding
I rise as I die
surrender understanding
I rise as I die
#love
#hope
#faith
#haiku
#TruthOfLife
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Forgettable
once again today
my heart mattered not to you
why don't I give up
my heart mattered not to you
why don't I give up
#disappointment
#hurt
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3 Comments
Mute
end of work day failure
productivity next to nil
focus divided all day
there's a dark gloopy depression
pushing up from below my chest
blotting out coherent thought
and also a manic vision
teasing around the edges
desperate to be articulated
I'm excited with confidence
afraid of my own arrogance
frustrated by indecision
so I sit immobilized
something in my head
that needs to be said
important, impactful -- elusive
a prophet without a prophecy
I try to breathe and listen
in...
productivity next to nil
focus divided all day
there's a dark gloopy depression
pushing up from below my chest
blotting out coherent thought
and also a manic vision
teasing around the edges
desperate to be articulated
I'm excited with confidence
afraid of my own arrogance
frustrated by indecision
so I sit immobilized
something in my head
that needs to be said
important, impactful -- elusive
a prophet without a prophecy
I try to breathe and listen
in...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#faith
#WritersBlock
#frustration
387 reads
5 Comments
Unsolved mystery
I dreamt that someone
from another dream
wrote a poem just for me
He read it aloud
when he thought I was sleeping
But I was only pretending,
listening,
steadying my breathing,
waiting
(It seems strange to dream
about faking sleep...)
I guess I was pleased
that he took time to write it
but I couldn't make it make sense
The words were neither
hot nor cold,
the emotion
inscrutable
I let the moment pass
without asking,
without even acknowledging
I awoke (twice) ...
from another dream
wrote a poem just for me
He read it aloud
when he thought I was sleeping
But I was only pretending,
listening,
steadying my breathing,
waiting
(It seems strange to dream
about faking sleep...)
I guess I was pleased
that he took time to write it
but I couldn't make it make sense
The words were neither
hot nor cold,
the emotion
inscrutable
I let the moment pass
without asking,
without even acknowledging
I awoke (twice) ...
#dreams
#confusion
#emptiness
357 reads
6 Comments
Fluff
now NaPo is done
I can spit haiku again
mwahahahaha
I can spit haiku again
mwahahahaha
#haiku
#funny
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
White flag
How long will it take --
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
there’s an ache
where my chest is
and tears smudging glasses
A friendship tank
that can’t be filled
by anything but presence
voice
eyes
meeting
unfettered by screens
*
withering
fading
empty
I am sliding into that pit
it took years to claw out of
simply cast me down
to drown
in the wine of my tears
blissful
If the plague were to come
just calmly succumb
all colour has drained
relinquish
*
Yet I...
#depression
#NaPoWriMo2020
#pandemic
446 reads
6 Comments
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