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
22nd Apr 2024 3:56pm
22nd Apr 2024 3:56pm
Nuisance
I’m always over-eager
to let you off the hook
dealing get out of jail free cards
before you’ve even asked
Because obviously, my requests
must have been
a nuisance
Well I don’t want this
self-inflicted itchy coat of blame
and I refuse to carry
this imaginary shame
It’s not
too much
to want a moment of attention
a few seconds of uncalculated truth
I’d like to help you step out
from behind those levers of control
But I’m done making your excuses
by convincing myself that I am
a nuisance
...
to let you off the hook
dealing get out of jail free cards
before you’ve even asked
Because obviously, my requests
must have been
a nuisance
Well I don’t want this
self-inflicted itchy coat of blame
and I refuse to carry
this imaginary shame
It’s not
too much
to want a moment of attention
a few seconds of uncalculated truth
I’d like to help you step out
from behind those levers of control
But I’m done making your excuses
by convincing myself that I am
a nuisance
...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#relationships
#SelfReflection
211 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
21st Apr 2024 1:47am
21st Apr 2024 1:47am
Dreaming of Home
I woke up beside you, in a house that we own,
sobbing and broken ‘cause I couldn’t find home.
The dream was so vivid, the feeling so raw;
an aching realization I’d been here before.
No one to guide me, found my way on my own,
following my instincts, somehow I knew the road.
I set out across the water, though I couldn’t see the way;
unseen creatures threatening, but I kept the fears at bay.
When “HOME” finally appeared as if out of thin air,
I could tell everybody was already there.
They’d gone on without me, not thinking to wait, ...
sobbing and broken ‘cause I couldn’t find home.
The dream was so vivid, the feeling so raw;
an aching realization I’d been here before.
No one to guide me, found my way on my own,
following my instincts, somehow I knew the road.
I set out across the water, though I couldn’t see the way;
unseen creatures threatening, but I kept the fears at bay.
When “HOME” finally appeared as if out of thin air,
I could tell everybody was already there.
They’d gone on without me, not thinking to wait, ...
#despair
#dreams
#NaPoWriMo2024 #nightmares
#NaPoWriMo2024 #nightmares
273 reads
6 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
19th Apr 2024 11:31pm
19th Apr 2024 11:31pm
Ballad of the Fire Swamp
O give me a home where nobody will roam
Where the Count and his soldiers won’t stray
Where a sudden Flame Spurt leaves them crispy and hurt
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the swamp
Where the Lightning Sands grip at their knees
Where the R.O.U.S. is our welcome house guest
And the skies smell of campfire all day
O give me a house with a giant guard mouse
Where the Terrors keep burglars at bay
Where seldom is heard an annoying loud bird
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the...
Where the Count and his soldiers won’t stray
Where a sudden Flame Spurt leaves them crispy and hurt
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the swamp
Where the Lightning Sands grip at their knees
Where the R.O.U.S. is our welcome house guest
And the skies smell of campfire all day
O give me a house with a giant guard mouse
Where the Terrors keep burglars at bay
Where seldom is heard an annoying loud bird
And the skies smell of campfire all day
Home, home in the...
#love
#lyrics
#NaPoWriMo2024 #parody
#NaPoWriMo2024 #parody
206 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Apr 2024 2:01pm
18th Apr 2024 2:01pm
Bring it
bring me your enthusiasm
bring me your joy
bring me your unbridled laughter
share your indecency
share your too much
share your obscene dirty jokes
don’t hold it back
don’t give too much slack
don’t make any excuses
I want all your feelings
I want all your truth
I want all your sensitive spots
show me your passion
show me your delight
show me your secret nerd-dom
let me witness your pain
let me witness your rage
let me witness the wounds you’ve defeated
I don’t need...
bring me your joy
bring me your unbridled laughter
share your indecency
share your too much
share your obscene dirty jokes
don’t hold it back
don’t give too much slack
don’t make any excuses
I want all your feelings
I want all your truth
I want all your sensitive spots
show me your passion
show me your delight
show me your secret nerd-dom
let me witness your pain
let me witness your rage
let me witness the wounds you’ve defeated
I don’t need...
#crush
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
#relationships
#vulnerability
289 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2024 00:04am
18th Apr 2024 00:04am
The NO! machine malfunction
Eeny meenie miney moe,
my day is flying – watch it go!
The to-do list is like a rope
around my neck – there is no hope…
…that I can get out of this heap
when every task is layers deep
and messages won’t quit – BEEP BEEP!
and people keep on asking me…
…to do the things I promised them.
What was I thinking way back then??
My stupid optimistic mind
has bit me in my own behind!
There’s only one thing this could mean --
I have to fix my NO! machine.
my day is flying – watch it go!
The to-do list is like a rope
around my neck – there is no hope…
…that I can get out of this heap
when every task is layers deep
and messages won’t quit – BEEP BEEP!
and people keep on asking me…
…to do the things I promised them.
What was I thinking way back then??
My stupid optimistic mind
has bit me in my own behind!
There’s only one thing this could mean --
I have to fix my NO! machine.
#anxiety
#choices
#NaPoWriMo2024 #responsibility
#NaPoWriMo2024 #responsibility
255 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2024 2:01pm
16th Apr 2024 2:01pm
No poem today
There shall be no poem today.
The thoughts will not be corralled.
I’m an amateur sheepdog
running circles
yapping aimlessly
at an unruly flock,
each going their own way.
So, sorry – there’s no poem here.
There shall be no poem today.
We’re out of stock.
And the sun shining through the spider plant
on the windowsill
is casting a highly disorganized shadow,
as my brain’s fingers
also reach randomly
in too many unfocused directions.
There’s just no poem to be found.
There shall be no poem today. ...
The thoughts will not be corralled.
I’m an amateur sheepdog
running circles
yapping aimlessly
at an unruly flock,
each going their own way.
So, sorry – there’s no poem here.
There shall be no poem today.
We’re out of stock.
And the sun shining through the spider plant
on the windowsill
is casting a highly disorganized shadow,
as my brain’s fingers
also reach randomly
in too many unfocused directions.
There’s just no poem to be found.
There shall be no poem today. ...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#NaPoWriMo2024
204 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2024 12:53pm
15th Apr 2024 12:53pm
Butterflies don’t get trapped in spider webs, so I must be something different…
this web of my own choosing
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
I even helped to build
its supporting structure
has upheld me
and those I love
through countless trials
invisible, sticky strings
of friendship
holding tight
preventing flight
I don’t want to tear the fabric
for those who still belong
but they’re too heavy to take with me
I am afraid to fly
alone.
I don’t know where I’m going
and I am afraid to stay
grounded
lest my wings (soul) dry up
drop off
the path...
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#escape
#risk
#NaPoWriMo2024
228 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 5:40pm
14th Apr 2024 5:40pm
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
236 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
To see love win
I cannot change the system from within,
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
#oppression
#politics
#religion
#rebellion
#NaPoWriMo2024
244 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Apr 2024 2:09pm
12th Apr 2024 2:09pm
Sister, removed
I wish I had known you better.
I wish I could say I tried.
But I – buried under small bodies
and schedules and needs,
with just enough distance between us to be
inconvenient –
And you – for so long obscured from my view,
with my lifelong tormentor between us --
I just thought we’d have more time.
Eclipsed by his tortured shadow
of bluster and opinions and judgement,
she tossed out colourful sparkles
of beauty and care into our family,
touching us all with a thoughtfulness
much deeper than...
I wish I could say I tried.
But I – buried under small bodies
and schedules and needs,
with just enough distance between us to be
inconvenient –
And you – for so long obscured from my view,
with my lifelong tormentor between us --
I just thought we’d have more time.
Eclipsed by his tortured shadow
of bluster and opinions and judgement,
she tossed out colourful sparkles
of beauty and care into our family,
touching us all with a thoughtfulness
much deeper than...
#family
#shadows
#spiritual
#cancer
#NaPoWriMo2024
206 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2024 1:12pm
11th Apr 2024 1:12pm
Forcing a poem is a little like forcing a fart...
Uh-oh, oh crap, today is gonna be one of those days!
I’ve tried to kickstart poetry in many different ways.
My time is running out now, with obligations looming,
and still there’s nothing written on the page.
I thought I’d write about the pretty sunrise on my walk,
but “blah-blah pink” and “blah-blah birds” – the muse just wouldn’t talk.
I searched the room for hints, but I just see the same old junk.
The vault of inspiration won’t unlock!
I asked my husband for a prompt – that didn’t push me through.
So then I asked my phone for help,...
I’ve tried to kickstart poetry in many different ways.
My time is running out now, with obligations looming,
and still there’s nothing written on the page.
I thought I’d write about the pretty sunrise on my walk,
but “blah-blah pink” and “blah-blah birds” – the muse just wouldn’t talk.
I searched the room for hints, but I just see the same old junk.
The vault of inspiration won’t unlock!
I asked my husband for a prompt – that didn’t push me through.
So then I asked my phone for help,...
#funny
#WritersBlock
#NaPoWriMo2024
174 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
Moonlapse
What symptoms are you noticing?” he asks.
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
#women
#frustration
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
165 reads
6 Comments
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