Submissions by cabcool
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing poems since I was 13 years old. I have had many publications of individual poems in newspapers, magazines, electronic forums, and on radio.
dad
never been a dad like my dad
in the whole wide universe.
never seen a dad like my dad,
omega, yet still the first.
never had a love like dad’s love;
man of faith and discipline.
never glad for love like dad’s love,
all around and deep within.
never wanted faith like dad’s faith –
simple, quiet, firm, yet true.
never-daunted faith, like dad’s faith,
every morning fresh as dew.
got to be a dad like my dad,
man of God and child of peace
not to be a dad like my dad,
my own son i...
in the whole wide universe.
never seen a dad like my dad,
omega, yet still the first.
never had a love like dad’s love;
man of faith and discipline.
never glad for love like dad’s love,
all around and deep within.
never wanted faith like dad’s faith –
simple, quiet, firm, yet true.
never-daunted faith, like dad’s faith,
every morning fresh as dew.
got to be a dad like my dad,
man of God and child of peace
not to be a dad like my dad,
my own son i...
#father
#family
#admiration
#respect
#son
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high school daze
high school daze
comes hard
at high noon
eens besieging innocent years
budding philosophies
the apostrophe
of every errant victim
new tresses
find vacant body canvas
where fragile virginity
fluctuating octaves
and wild testosterone
accelerate the courtship
of giddy vixens
on pimple island
bitter books
enslave potential leisure
incremental pleasure
diminishing wit
to average garblage
when random roll call
solicits intellectual
accountability
sorority majority ...
comes hard
at high noon
eens besieging innocent years
budding philosophies
the apostrophe
of every errant victim
new tresses
find vacant body canvas
where fragile virginity
fluctuating octaves
and wild testosterone
accelerate the courtship
of giddy vixens
on pimple island
bitter books
enslave potential leisure
incremental pleasure
diminishing wit
to average garblage
when random roll call
solicits intellectual
accountability
sorority majority ...
#childhood
#school
#learning
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World Wall One
Were all earth’s lofty trees and mountains mine to keep,
No foreign creatures could beneath their shadows creep.
Blackbird and toad, nor ‘rican roach
Could on my sovereign soil encroach.
For my philosophies are far too strong and deep
For common beings to apprehend. Truth is my friend
Yet, if he crossed me, I would soon his life suspend.
Were rivers mine, c’shores, and sands,
No s’hole aliens here could land:
My gallantry does not to wretched souls extend.
Were I the bard of heaven’s band, I’d blow my trump
As perky...
No foreign creatures could beneath their shadows creep.
Blackbird and toad, nor ‘rican roach
Could on my sovereign soil encroach.
For my philosophies are far too strong and deep
For common beings to apprehend. Truth is my friend
Yet, if he crossed me, I would soon his life suspend.
Were rivers mine, c’shores, and sands,
No s’hole aliens here could land:
My gallantry does not to wretched souls extend.
Were I the bard of heaven’s band, I’d blow my trump
As perky...
#oppression
#power
#politics
#nature
#inequality
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her golden years (excerpt from apronsongs3)
how regal now
she bides her Father’s time,
unworn by circumstance!
how quick her wit
and vigorous her strength
in latter clime,
as on the balcony
of grace she sits!
***
her apronsongs
are fresh as morninglight,
encompassing all hopes
and dreams and cares.
through Christ alone
she crucifies the night,
weaving from circumstance
her golden years…
© Copyright 2013 April 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
Public link to online file (visual version): http://mydo.cx/YjkwOTky
she bides her Father’s time,
unworn by circumstance!
how quick her wit
and vigorous her strength
in latter clime,
as on the balcony
of grace she sits!
***
her apronsongs
are fresh as morninglight,
encompassing all hopes
and dreams and cares.
through Christ alone
she crucifies the night,
weaving from circumstance
her golden years…
© Copyright 2013 April 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
Public link to online file (visual version): http://mydo.cx/YjkwOTky
#motherhood
#peace
#patience
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
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mother (excerpt from apronsongs3)
a fountain
to the children
of the world
whose apronsongs
have quieted
the clutch
of thimble days
when hunger
filled the soul
weaving
earth’s little
into heaven’s
much…
© Copyright 2013 February 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
View online: http://mydo.cx/MjkzODli
to the children
of the world
whose apronsongs
have quieted
the clutch
of thimble days
when hunger
filled the soul
weaving
earth’s little
into heaven’s
much…
© Copyright 2013 February 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
View online: http://mydo.cx/MjkzODli
#children
#parent
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#MothersDay
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reunion (old dreams)
of dalliance and of daring
of hot pursuits and leering
of steeplechase
and random haste
of these i have been sparing
of hungering and thirsting
of aches i have been nursing
of sleepless nights
uncivil rights
of these i have been bursting
old silences now shattered
old love once bruised and battered
old spirits dead
where live instead
old dreams we knew not mattered…
© Copyright...
of hot pursuits and leering
of steeplechase
and random haste
of these i have been sparing
of hungering and thirsting
of aches i have been nursing
of sleepless nights
uncivil rights
of these i have been bursting
old silences now shattered
old love once bruised and battered
old spirits dead
where live instead
old dreams we knew not mattered…
© Copyright...
#love
#forgiveness
#breakup
#FirstLove
#hurt
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the plucked rose
the crown of the garden
this elegant rose
whose petals were jewels
beguiling my nose
no blemish to tarnish
its fragrance-clad bed
no tarnish to blemish
no blood thereon bled
reluctant, departing
i go on my way
its honeyed breath clinging
the whole livelong day
returning, i pause for
another brief glance
at that little gem
which so made my heart dance
but dripping sad teardrops
and sighing in pain
an empty stalk bows ...
this elegant rose
whose petals were jewels
beguiling my nose
no blemish to tarnish
its fragrance-clad bed
no tarnish to blemish
no blood thereon bled
reluctant, departing
i go on my way
its honeyed breath clinging
the whole livelong day
returning, i pause for
another brief glance
at that little gem
which so made my heart dance
but dripping sad teardrops
and sighing in pain
an empty stalk bows ...
#sadness
#grief
#death
#rose
#nature
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creation
earth
was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
filled empty nests
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
life would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
jacob he saw
when the truth of eli
eluminated the israelites
in their darkness ...
was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
filled empty nests
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
life would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
jacob he saw
when the truth of eli
eluminated the israelites
in their darkness ...
#earth
#universe
#God
#spiritual
#humankind
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but dust thou art
earth was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
besieged the nest
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
all would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
he said to me
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
man thing from nothing
woman from new man
lifestyle from dead soil
earth banishing dearth ...
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
besieged the nest
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
all would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
he said to me
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
man thing from nothing
woman from new man
lifestyle from dead soil
earth banishing dearth ...
#earth
#God
#humankind #LifeCycle
#humankind #LifeCycle
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river song
the river sings a liquid song
that calms my spirit
i watch the bubbles beat upon
the pebbles in it
i wonder how to apprehend
the fears it hides
as on its slippery slope it
pirouettes and glides
the river sings a secret song
that kills my worry
so many miles to go and yet
there is no hurry
and could my destination fill
me with such zest
my own life’s onward flow would soon
become my quest…
© Copyright 2019 January 16
by Clyve A. Bowen
that calms my spirit
i watch the bubbles beat upon
the pebbles in it
i wonder how to apprehend
the fears it hides
as on its slippery slope it
pirouettes and glides
the river sings a secret song
that kills my worry
so many miles to go and yet
there is no hurry
and could my destination fill
me with such zest
my own life’s onward flow would soon
become my quest…
© Copyright 2019 January 16
by Clyve A. Bowen
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#LifeGoals
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sleep
sweet
solitary
night
stoop low
and kiss
my eyes
and i will
pacify
your fears
till dawn
disarms
the skies…
© Copyright 2018 December 20
by Clyve A. Bowen
solitary
night
stoop low
and kiss
my eyes
and i will
pacify
your fears
till dawn
disarms
the skies…
© Copyright 2018 December 20
by Clyve A. Bowen
#dark
#sun
#morning
#night
#sleep
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beyond
you
make me
want to
d
a
n
c
e
right into your arms.
you
make me
want to
y
l
f
beyond
limitless skies…
© Copyright 2018 December 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
http://mydo.cx/M2MwMzgx
make me
want to
d
a
n
c
e
right into your arms.
you
make me
want to
y
l
f
beyond
limitless skies…
© Copyright 2018 December 19
by Clyve A. Bowen
http://mydo.cx/M2MwMzgx
#love
#motivational
#inspirational #dance
#inspirational #dance
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