Submissions by buddhakitty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
unlove poem
all those years
together
now equal the amount
of time you have been
gone
sometimes I wonder
about you
where you are and
what you are doing
then I remember
I just don't care
care anymore
together
now equal the amount
of time you have been
gone
sometimes I wonder
about you
where you are and
what you are doing
then I remember
I just don't care
care anymore
#apathy
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devils at the corner
stoned on the silence
of my thoughts
listening to the storm
sing it's opera
the insanity of looking
for a rainbow in a clean
clear sky
what is left of
me
fragments of nutshells
scattered across the
floor
devils at the corner
waiting patiently to
feast on soul
food
I can hear
his raspy
breathing
blue rose of my
heart lying naked
on the counter top
dreaming of:
Tuscan skies bowing
before the morning
sun ...
of my thoughts
listening to the storm
sing it's opera
the insanity of looking
for a rainbow in a clean
clear sky
what is left of
me
fragments of nutshells
scattered across the
floor
devils at the corner
waiting patiently to
feast on soul
food
I can hear
his raspy
breathing
blue rose of my
heart lying naked
on the counter top
dreaming of:
Tuscan skies bowing
before the morning
sun ...
#bittersweet
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the cost of beauty
to understand,
appreciate
beauty
one must not
fear looking
into the abyss
every now and
again
appreciate
beauty
one must not
fear looking
into the abyss
every now and
again
#acceptance
#learning
#risk
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recalling a close shave from my youth
you came unexpectedly
one day and
winter arrived early
you left suddenly years
years ago
and I waited for
the return of
spring
broken hearts?
whining and moaning?
what was all that
shit about?
if that would have happened
today, I would
have said, don't let the damn
door hit you on
the ass on the way out!
my-o-my...
one day and
winter arrived early
you left suddenly years
years ago
and I waited for
the return of
spring
broken hearts?
whining and moaning?
what was all that
shit about?
if that would have happened
today, I would
have said, don't let the damn
door hit you on
the ass on the way out!
my-o-my...
#escape
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2 Comments
recovery
recovery has bestowed
two gifts upon me
I neither experience
boredom or
loneliness
no approval can build
me
no disdain can break
me
I am my own best
friend
my own best
company
far too many people
running desperately
in circles
like gerbils on a
flaming wheel
like a gun turned
the wrong way
like a cure searching
for a disease
seeking an answer
that already
exist
but rejected for
it's...
two gifts upon me
I neither experience
boredom or
loneliness
no approval can build
me
no disdain can break
me
I am my own best
friend
my own best
company
far too many people
running desperately
in circles
like gerbils on a
flaming wheel
like a gun turned
the wrong way
like a cure searching
for a disease
seeking an answer
that already
exist
but rejected for
it's...
#choices
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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short poem to a long dead friend
flower ripped by its roots
from the earth
the longing of longing long
gone
clouds part
the day falls from the
sky
standing out back on the
patio
thinking of the sounds of
seagulls overhead
the carnival coming to
Paterson field on a warm
May evening
finishing a good book
and feeling like you're
saying goodbye to an
old friend
time slips unnoticed
out the back door
and falls into the cracks
on the sidewalk and ...
from the earth
the longing of longing long
gone
clouds part
the day falls from the
sky
standing out back on the
patio
thinking of the sounds of
seagulls overhead
the carnival coming to
Paterson field on a warm
May evening
finishing a good book
and feeling like you're
saying goodbye to an
old friend
time slips unnoticed
out the back door
and falls into the cracks
on the sidewalk and ...
#death
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what is more may be less
August arrives in a
guided carriage
the sound of late
summer sips on
my ears like morose
insects
too much has been
said
the tongue is more
poisonous than a
rattlesnake
too much has been
seen
eyes plucked out like
grapes from a bunch
to feed blackbirds
but not enough has been
thought
like not taking the last drink
and realizing you missed
getting drunk
guided carriage
the sound of late
summer sips on
my ears like morose
insects
too much has been
said
the tongue is more
poisonous than a
rattlesnake
too much has been
seen
eyes plucked out like
grapes from a bunch
to feed blackbirds
but not enough has been
thought
like not taking the last drink
and realizing you missed
getting drunk
#bittersweet
#regret
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apathy
what is there
left?
the sound of water dripping
into the empty universe of a
metal sink
watching the walls crawl
like a thousand
chattering
spiders
listening to the ceiling
reciting Chekhov
or the terrified screams
of some poor creature
being set ablaze in the
echoing distance
your eyes,
gone
your hair,
gone
your body
gone
us,
gone
left?
the sound of water dripping
into the empty universe of a
metal sink
watching the walls crawl
like a thousand
chattering
spiders
listening to the ceiling
reciting Chekhov
or the terrified screams
of some poor creature
being set ablaze in the
echoing distance
your eyes,
gone
your hair,
gone
your body
gone
us,
gone
#apathy
#betrayal
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aches and pains
one morning you
move like water
flowing downstream
and life is good like
blueberry pancakes
and a hot cup of coffee
for breakfast
the next morning you
are a rose broken from
the stem
walking down steps
is like climbing the
Himalayas
the sun doesn't smile
for you
your doctor is on
speed dial
and the mortian has
booked you for an
appointment
and pain is no longer
a next door neighbor
but lives in your living
room sitting next to ...
move like water
flowing downstream
and life is good like
blueberry pancakes
and a hot cup of coffee
for breakfast
the next morning you
are a rose broken from
the stem
walking down steps
is like climbing the
Himalayas
the sun doesn't smile
for you
your doctor is on
speed dial
and the mortian has
booked you for an
appointment
and pain is no longer
a next door neighbor
but lives in your living
room sitting next to ...
#aging
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underflow
fall leaves return
begging for mercy
winter pays
little heed
like an agnostics
prayer
empty of substance
but seeking answers
much like water
frozen on the surface
but raging in
it's underflow
begging for mercy
winter pays
little heed
like an agnostics
prayer
empty of substance
but seeking answers
much like water
frozen on the surface
but raging in
it's underflow
#risk
#wisdom
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6 Comments
even if...
B-52 bombers lost from
WW2 flew overhead
giant Redwood trees
contemplated ritual
seppuko
if the turd of a real
idea fell from the
ass of our government
...it was all too, too
much
I just couldn't
say it...
I just couldn't
say
I love
you
WW2 flew overhead
giant Redwood trees
contemplated ritual
seppuko
if the turd of a real
idea fell from the
ass of our government
...it was all too, too
much
I just couldn't
say it...
I just couldn't
say
I love
you
#honesty
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6 Comments
nothing amazing
like the sun in the window
of a second hand store
or the clouds parked in
neutral and waiting for
a song by Judy Garland
nothing amazing
in the way ears hear the
last breath of the dying
and then go shopping
the way eyes melt like
candle wax when the
high is gone
nothing amazing
walk along a shoreline
pick up handfuls of sand
million upon millions
grains of sand
like the stars above
between your palms
like all the tragic,...
of a second hand store
or the clouds parked in
neutral and waiting for
a song by Judy Garland
nothing amazing
in the way ears hear the
last breath of the dying
and then go shopping
the way eyes melt like
candle wax when the
high is gone
nothing amazing
walk along a shoreline
pick up handfuls of sand
million upon millions
grains of sand
like the stars above
between your palms
like all the tragic,...
#LifeStruggles
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2 Comments
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