Submissions by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The first time someone else touched me with the intent to pleasure, I fell in love. Not with that person, but with the act itself. Fiona Zedde, Bliss
the timber and the dying
in the far east of the sands
of the great Mojave
with upright
cheerful cactus
and the Joshua tree
for company
(and oh my how they had dug in and held, no small feat in this climate)
An old marker read
here lies Uncle
Uncle was my horse
it took two days in the hot sun
to bury him
but he was a very good horse
Uncle RIP
the sands had once formed a soft curve
over the top of the cowboys hard work
but now there was nothing but
the...
of the great Mojave
with upright
cheerful cactus
and the Joshua tree
for company
(and oh my how they had dug in and held, no small feat in this climate)
An old marker read
here lies Uncle
Uncle was my horse
it took two days in the hot sun
to bury him
but he was a very good horse
Uncle RIP
the sands had once formed a soft curve
over the top of the cowboys hard work
but now there was nothing but
the...
#grief
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Bloom
It comes to me this season
An urge to blow the bloom
into
This day
And watch it float on the wind
In this light
It would be
An awesome spectacle
Like an apparition
Of phantasmic spiral
Twirling into its seek
The darkness a great ride for it
And platform to coast it's colors
Though they fade
They would surely fade
And be nothing
I had felt this
And done it
And would not do it again
I cannot blow along
Familiar winds
...
An urge to blow the bloom
into
This day
And watch it float on the wind
In this light
It would be
An awesome spectacle
Like an apparition
Of phantasmic spiral
Twirling into its seek
The darkness a great ride for it
And platform to coast it's colors
Though they fade
They would surely fade
And be nothing
I had felt this
And done it
And would not do it again
I cannot blow along
Familiar winds
...
#flowers
#happiness
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
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Consequence
I have stood for
And witnessed
Arm up with hand raised
And a delicate finger hell bent
Like a Pope placing compassion
On an aging head
While he weeps
And tells his secrets
To someone he should consider
Only a man
Only a man
The nights have stood for it
They had taken their stand
With eyes of a moon
A crescent
In their part closure
I was told they would weep as well
And so I raised my hand
For the world
He was only a man
My hours wander
I...
And witnessed
Arm up with hand raised
And a delicate finger hell bent
Like a Pope placing compassion
On an aging head
While he weeps
And tells his secrets
To someone he should consider
Only a man
Only a man
The nights have stood for it
They had taken their stand
With eyes of a moon
A crescent
In their part closure
I was told they would weep as well
And so I raised my hand
For the world
He was only a man
My hours wander
I...
#lust
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So I got around to writing my onion poem (status quoted)
It's crust
The outer layers that grab hold tightly
And keep silence fresh
Keep solemn face from grinning
Keep mouth from ever parting
Kept solitude in It's word
And every way
The demeanour
That puts off company
Letting companion nowhere near
To touch or hold
The childlike need
Unexpressed but wailing
It is seen
Not heard
No friend
Calls it by name
To own as his
And comfort it
To lick it's down of hair
Or smell It's sweet
While in arms
With hands...
The outer layers that grab hold tightly
And keep silence fresh
Keep solemn face from grinning
Keep mouth from ever parting
Kept solitude in It's word
And every way
The demeanour
That puts off company
Letting companion nowhere near
To touch or hold
The childlike need
Unexpressed but wailing
It is seen
Not heard
No friend
Calls it by name
To own as his
And comfort it
To lick it's down of hair
Or smell It's sweet
While in arms
With hands...
#SelfDiscovery
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A suit to kill a bear
To beat back the bear
One must wear the fortress
Of outward iron maiden
A sneer and tortured intent
Spiking steely eyes
through triangulate of iris
Sticking through it
welling the blue
And the belladonna
Blooming through rage
like primal
feral crushing
It glows and brightens the circle
as if the whole sky were there
En masse
at large
The posse en route
Vigilante purpose violating all compact
Builds the refugee
And...
One must wear the fortress
Of outward iron maiden
A sneer and tortured intent
Spiking steely eyes
through triangulate of iris
Sticking through it
welling the blue
And the belladonna
Blooming through rage
like primal
feral crushing
It glows and brightens the circle
as if the whole sky were there
En masse
at large
The posse en route
Vigilante purpose violating all compact
Builds the refugee
And...
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Just for funzies
Here is one
Come undone
Mentality smitten
By the lunacy of love
Mixed nut
Vibrations
(The good good)
Take hold
And smolder
Until outer shell
charred
now breaks
cracked and peeking
Out the meaty inside
meets bite
And tongue dips in
like salt lick
The taste
I come back for more
I cannot help it
please more
Daddy ...
We do play so
this un sinning
Frivolous stroking
peels like skin
Layers and...
Come undone
Mentality smitten
By the lunacy of love
Mixed nut
Vibrations
(The good good)
Take hold
And smolder
Until outer shell
charred
now breaks
cracked and peeking
Out the meaty inside
meets bite
And tongue dips in
like salt lick
The taste
I come back for more
I cannot help it
please more
Daddy ...
We do play so
this un sinning
Frivolous stroking
peels like skin
Layers and...
#sex
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Pain
Viz 1
#hurt
#hope
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A quiz life
Is it truth,
For the hopeless and lost
With arms extended
From tired bodies
No burn left in them
And fingers wave
Symbiotic water flow
A free fall
From a quiz life
And the buzzing of it
Gone
Though the reaching still tries to breech
And pound
And claw their way
Out of it
The eclipse and filthy whole
Muddy with grasping
Parched from searching
Is it ever finding?
A way back home
A face contorts
The question why screamed
And floats away on silence ...
For the hopeless and lost
With arms extended
From tired bodies
No burn left in them
And fingers wave
Symbiotic water flow
A free fall
From a quiz life
And the buzzing of it
Gone
Though the reaching still tries to breech
And pound
And claw their way
Out of it
The eclipse and filthy whole
Muddy with grasping
Parched from searching
Is it ever finding?
A way back home
A face contorts
The question why screamed
And floats away on silence ...
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Life
I look around this empty space
And wonder at it
how it all became
And was put into piles collected
To be tossed
And was
And piled again
And Again
Then in my mind....
My gut
My instinct
My intuition and the following
It plays out
Right out of me
********
There is a game
Played
Movements easy around the board
The dice
Tossed and rolled
Tumbled to stop
All flick of...
And wonder at it
how it all became
And was put into piles collected
To be tossed
And was
And piled again
And Again
Then in my mind....
My gut
My instinct
My intuition and the following
It plays out
Right out of me
********
There is a game
Played
Movements easy around the board
The dice
Tossed and rolled
Tumbled to stop
All flick of...
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Genuflect
It is dawn
I watch the dusty tilt and splinter
Of morning sun's soft emissions
I weave my fingers through them
And let them hold my need
My ache for the evenings before
when I bathed you
And knew your body
And could smell your scent
Strong and musky
where it was kept upon our bathroom shelf
My ache
she is strong
she remembers when
When comfort and care
And your arms were ever ready
To pull around me
Wrapped carelessly
Ghosts of you still wrap tight
...
I watch the dusty tilt and splinter
Of morning sun's soft emissions
I weave my fingers through them
And let them hold my need
My ache for the evenings before
when I bathed you
And knew your body
And could smell your scent
Strong and musky
where it was kept upon our bathroom shelf
My ache
she is strong
she remembers when
When comfort and care
And your arms were ever ready
To pull around me
Wrapped carelessly
Ghosts of you still wrap tight
...
#NaPoWriMo2020
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The Thrillers Cup
It came in the night
Slow reaching,
Evil clawed
Complete
In shadow and brutal force
With tongue hanging
Spittle loose
Ready to lap
And tickle with fuzzy urging
It's monstrous head
Swayed
Back n forth
Over me
Haze rolled from it's breathe
Exhaling slow pants
And panting
Putrid stink
Of rotting regret
The foreboding gathered
Sticky to bony fingers
That reached
And probed
Juicing my solid heart
Pumping my paranoid
Reclusive tendencies
...
Slow reaching,
Evil clawed
Complete
In shadow and brutal force
With tongue hanging
Spittle loose
Ready to lap
And tickle with fuzzy urging
It's monstrous head
Swayed
Back n forth
Over me
Haze rolled from it's breathe
Exhaling slow pants
And panting
Putrid stink
Of rotting regret
The foreboding gathered
Sticky to bony fingers
That reached
And probed
Juicing my solid heart
Pumping my paranoid
Reclusive tendencies
...
#sex
#violence
#abuse #NaPoWriMo2020
#abuse #NaPoWriMo2020
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