Submissions by buddhakitty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
a newer new year
may the new year
greet thee with
kindness and
mercy.
may heaven send
peace to visit
thy doorstep.
may the goode times
last the length
of a lifetime.
and may the bad
times become
lost before
ever finding
thy home.
may gold grow
from thy
garden
may the gods write
thy name uoon
the stars
of good
fortune.
and may death take
thee quickly, sweetly
like the beating of
a butterflies
heart.
...
greet thee with
kindness and
mercy.
may heaven send
peace to visit
thy doorstep.
may the goode times
last the length
of a lifetime.
and may the bad
times become
lost before
ever finding
thy home.
may gold grow
from thy
garden
may the gods write
thy name uoon
the stars
of good
fortune.
and may death take
thee quickly, sweetly
like the beating of
a butterflies
heart.
...
#kindness
#strength
#courage #redemption
#courage #redemption
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sun surreal
looking for
a way
out,
anyplace,
anywhere.
searching,
grasping,
looking for that little
piece of blue in a
wind grey
sky,
the uncracked
sidewalk
leading
home,
a leftover miracle
sitting in back
of the
fridge,
the dog not biting
the hand that
feeds
it,
walking with James
Dean down the
boulevard
of broken
dreams,
bread that isnt three
days old and the
smile of the ...
a way
out,
anyplace,
anywhere.
searching,
grasping,
looking for that little
piece of blue in a
wind grey
sky,
the uncracked
sidewalk
leading
home,
a leftover miracle
sitting in back
of the
fridge,
the dog not biting
the hand that
feeds
it,
walking with James
Dean down the
boulevard
of broken
dreams,
bread that isnt three
days old and the
smile of the ...
#LifeStruggles
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15 Comments
a garland of razors
trip the trigger
run uphill
backwards
slowly be cut to
the quick
have a gasoline
nightcap
rape the streets
of Los Angeles
perfrom a seance
for dead
dogs
take Queen
Elizabeth
to a drag
show
commit
genocide
on thought
rewrite the
Bible in pig
latin
go to Prague
and masturbate
in Wencesles
Square
never question
your insanity...
and remember...
that through all
the...
run uphill
backwards
slowly be cut to
the quick
have a gasoline
nightcap
rape the streets
of Los Angeles
perfrom a seance
for dead
dogs
take Queen
Elizabeth
to a drag
show
commit
genocide
on thought
rewrite the
Bible in pig
latin
go to Prague
and masturbate
in Wencesles
Square
never question
your insanity...
and remember...
that through all
the...
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
monsters in the moonlight
I don't understand
everything
about
you.
you don't understand
everything
about
me,
and in that,
everything
is understood.
i cannot fix
you.
you cannot
fix me.
and in that, we
will love in the
other the broken
parts each one of
us must bear.
-so-
sit here.
fall into my
arms,
fall into my
heart,
fall into my
being,
and in muted
Victorian
candle-
light,
...
everything
about
you.
you don't understand
everything
about
me,
and in that,
everything
is understood.
i cannot fix
you.
you cannot
fix me.
and in that, we
will love in the
other the broken
parts each one of
us must bear.
-so-
sit here.
fall into my
arms,
fall into my
heart,
fall into my
being,
and in muted
Victorian
candle-
light,
...
#love
#strength
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5 Comments
thoughts on a Christmas Eve afternoon, 2021
death in the cold winter
skies
of dead morning
death in the worms of
dead earth
death in the dead
breathe exhaled
death,
the greatest failure
of dead
living
death chewed in the
mouth
of dead time
death in the music
of
dead composers
death in the words
of
dead poets
death in the chapters
of
dead writers
in all births death,
in all dead a birth
everything,
everywhere
crawling slowly, ...
skies
of dead morning
death in the worms of
dead earth
death in the dead
breathe exhaled
death,
the greatest failure
of dead
living
death chewed in the
mouth
of dead time
death in the music
of
dead composers
death in the words
of
dead poets
death in the chapters
of
dead writers
in all births death,
in all dead a birth
everything,
everywhere
crawling slowly, ...
#sadness
#death
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one curious, but nondescript afternoon
along the hard
curbside,
fleas leaving the
vessel of a dead
cat body.
his eyes still
glistening in
the wet
sun,
he see's
nothing,
he knows
nothing,
he pretends
nothing.
he is real,
authentic.
I stand there tranquil,
looking down,
pondering;
can I go to any
place in history
in Time's Square?
do camel's celebrate
Wednesday's?
what will I have for
dinner tonight?
I turn, walk ...
curbside,
fleas leaving the
vessel of a dead
cat body.
his eyes still
glistening in
the wet
sun,
he see's
nothing,
he knows
nothing,
he pretends
nothing.
he is real,
authentic.
I stand there tranquil,
looking down,
pondering;
can I go to any
place in history
in Time's Square?
do camel's celebrate
Wednesday's?
what will I have for
dinner tonight?
I turn, walk ...
#LifeStruggles
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
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6 Comments
alone in this
we all must find
our own
way,
find our own way
through;
the dirty looking
glass
days,
the asylum
years,
this vacuum
life.
each of us is
alone in
this,
we have always
been alone in
this,
alone like:
a forgotten
religion
an old drunk
sitting at
the end
of a
bar
the whispers of
the dead
telling
us to
live.
here for a
few
minutes, ...
our own
way,
find our own way
through;
the dirty looking
glass
days,
the asylum
years,
this vacuum
life.
each of us is
alone in
this,
we have always
been alone in
this,
alone like:
a forgotten
religion
an old drunk
sitting at
the end
of a
bar
the whispers of
the dead
telling
us to
live.
here for a
few
minutes, ...
#humankind
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let the punishment fit the crime
we are all locked
in a prison,
but few see the
bars.
in a prison,
but few see the
bars.
#secrets
#humankind
#ignorance
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8 Comments
another sleepless night
the devil you know
walks in your shadow,
sounds
bells and whistles,
throws ticker tape
parades for the
bemused and the
dammed,
inflicts rattlesnake
bites on the face
of Venus
and breaks the
heater in my
car,
but I'm too tired
to write about that
now.
the arms of alarm
clocks move like
small, subtle
assassins in
the boney
night
and i...
walks in your shadow,
sounds
bells and whistles,
throws ticker tape
parades for the
bemused and the
dammed,
inflicts rattlesnake
bites on the face
of Venus
and breaks the
heater in my
car,
but I'm too tired
to write about that
now.
the arms of alarm
clocks move like
small, subtle
assassins in
the boney
night
and i...
#dystopian
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6 Comments
sooner than now, but later than yesterday
we are all either
coming, going,
staying, leaving,
arriving, departing
makes no
difference
everyone has to
be,
not be
somewhere
but sooner
or
later
everyone
will
not
be
anywhere
coming, going,
staying, leaving,
arriving, departing
makes no
difference
everyone has to
be,
not be
somewhere
but sooner
or
later
everyone
will
not
be
anywhere
#fate
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sad dogs on a blue street
going out
there...
way, way out there to
where the sun wraps
it's arm around your
shoulder like an old
friend and offers
you a cold
beer,
that and other
moments,
-but knowing-
there is a strange
melancholy
in:
the simplicity of
sitting,
watching the way
a small child
plays,
finding the courage ...
there...
way, way out there to
where the sun wraps
it's arm around your
shoulder like an old
friend and offers
you a cold
beer,
that and other
moments,
-but knowing-
there is a strange
melancholy
in:
the simplicity of
sitting,
watching the way
a small child
plays,
finding the courage ...
#courage
#redemption
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5 Comments
go straight to the ending
gather tears on
a silver
spoon.
color faces, flowers,
dogs,cats
blue.
read the last page
of a book
first.
leave nothing
to chance,
go straight to
the ending;
the end of
arduous
days,
the end of
luke warm
love,
the end of
disappointment
ringing in
your head
like a gun
shot.
sadness arrives
like finding a
dead robin
in the
spring.
...
a silver
spoon.
color faces, flowers,
dogs,cats
blue.
read the last page
of a book
first.
leave nothing
to chance,
go straight to
the ending;
the end of
arduous
days,
the end of
luke warm
love,
the end of
disappointment
ringing in
your head
like a gun
shot.
sadness arrives
like finding a
dead robin
in the
spring.
...
#heartbroken
#bittersweet
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