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
DARK POEM
Published
13th Apr 2020 2:49pm
13th Apr 2020 2:49pm
A mountain song
All you heretics of dawn,
Scatter, scatter
Rise in whoosh and caw
On tips of dark wings
Carry away
In your thickening gather and hold
The high tremble
Of mountain songs
The old verses sing of murder
Sing of the barrel and ghosts in gingham
They sing of blood in yellow plates of hair
Woe these still living troublesome times
Woe those who do live by the bend
The asphalt sticks and yonder a holler
A hollowed tree and a secret within
Old man sits weary
And guards a loved one ...
Scatter, scatter
Rise in whoosh and caw
On tips of dark wings
Carry away
In your thickening gather and hold
The high tremble
Of mountain songs
The old verses sing of murder
Sing of the barrel and ghosts in gingham
They sing of blood in yellow plates of hair
Woe these still living troublesome times
Woe those who do live by the bend
The asphalt sticks and yonder a holler
A hollowed tree and a secret within
Old man sits weary
And guards a loved one ...
#music
#NaPoWriMo2020
820 reads
21 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Apr 2020 3:02am
13th Apr 2020 3:02am
Horse is Broken
The
#friendship
#horses
1348 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Apr 2020 7:26pm
12th Apr 2020 7:26pm
The Passion: I love to tell the story
Throughout he walked nearer to me
With the weight of my flesh
Pressing with agony
Across his willing shoulders
He carried my cross
And was hung by my transgressions
To feel the great heartache of my God
By his blood
By his piercing crown
By nails of Pontial reckoning
And by the Lance of proof
And his Holy Mother wept
Her sorrow still felt in this world
But from womb to death
And by resurrection
She suffered bravely
In the eyes of Romans filled with hate
Their malice shadowed by an angels ...
With the weight of my flesh
Pressing with agony
Across his willing shoulders
He carried my cross
And was hung by my transgressions
To feel the great heartache of my God
By his blood
By his piercing crown
By nails of Pontial reckoning
And by the Lance of proof
And his Holy Mother wept
Her sorrow still felt in this world
But from womb to death
And by resurrection
She suffered bravely
In the eyes of Romans filled with hate
Their malice shadowed by an angels ...
#Easter
#God
#NaPoWriMo2020
441 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Apr 2020 7:39pm
11th Apr 2020 7:39pm
The War begins
Of what was thought,
Conversely
Fruition
Oh this hell bitch,
Trepidation
It edges around sweet sanity,
Creeping
With violent step
Entering Frosted pass
Deep...
Deep holes
And sinking into them
Ever deepening holes
And sinking in....
So treading
Muddy,
With shallows that seep
Stilling the tides that would take you
But it is what it is,
What it is ...
What makes you
Becoming
And leaving
And finding self
Becoming...
Conversely
Fruition
Oh this hell bitch,
Trepidation
It edges around sweet sanity,
Creeping
With violent step
Entering Frosted pass
Deep...
Deep holes
And sinking into them
Ever deepening holes
And sinking in....
So treading
Muddy,
With shallows that seep
Stilling the tides that would take you
But it is what it is,
What it is ...
What makes you
Becoming
And leaving
And finding self
Becoming...
#NaPoWriMo2020
516 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Apr 2020 5:21pm
11th Apr 2020 5:21pm
There lay Hope
There lay Hope
#hope
#racism
558 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Apr 2020 5:36pm
10th Apr 2020 5:36pm
Come all ye Pimps Preachers and Punk Rock bands
Play it now
Please rage guitar
Both in the temple
And in the bar
Of pimps and preachers
I say this
Both handle pricks
When taking a piss
Both profit of souls
molested by spoken tongue
And when perverted
Have turned to the gun
When turning out meets complacency
Both gather in cheap motel
Flashing neon no-vacancy
Both nurture the harlots image
raising her worth in gold
reddening her lip
until her path is sold
Today I come to you
on bended knee
I need your...
Please rage guitar
Both in the temple
And in the bar
Of pimps and preachers
I say this
Both handle pricks
When taking a piss
Both profit of souls
molested by spoken tongue
And when perverted
Have turned to the gun
When turning out meets complacency
Both gather in cheap motel
Flashing neon no-vacancy
Both nurture the harlots image
raising her worth in gold
reddening her lip
until her path is sold
Today I come to you
on bended knee
I need your...
#sex
#religion
#NaPoWriMo2020
504 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2020 3:26am
10th Apr 2020 3:26am
Wings of War
So often we are at war with our own might...
It is then that we clip our wings
And fail at flight
It is then that we clip our wings
And fail at flight
#birds
#nature
445 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2020 1:03am
10th Apr 2020 1:03am
Enduring
In during
Feeling shudders of unrest
I reach for home
And in the great following
Where my soul drags curled tiptoe
Longing for terra firma
My heart turns to my mothers breast for comfort
There I learn grateful enduring
And pain becomes a place ....
of worthwhile suffering
A place where the light of God
Fills dark and damaged spaces
His mercy
At night, after a prayer whispered
Asking for sweet sleep
Comes like my Mother's voice
Soft and filled with grace
Feeling shudders of unrest
I reach for home
And in the great following
Where my soul drags curled tiptoe
Longing for terra firma
My heart turns to my mothers breast for comfort
There I learn grateful enduring
And pain becomes a place ....
of worthwhile suffering
A place where the light of God
Fills dark and damaged spaces
His mercy
At night, after a prayer whispered
Asking for sweet sleep
Comes like my Mother's voice
Soft and filled with grace
#NaPoWriMo2020
520 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2020 3:56am
9th Apr 2020 3:56am
From where I've been Led
I have peered through dust and windows
And found my ghosts
Of self
And segregate
And of intended maps
I had thought to follow them precisely
Had thought to live wisely
Had thought to live so purely
That as snow flakes fell
And found my lashes
I believed they would not run away
As I closed my eyes for dream and being
For finding pleasures far beyond any suffering
Those luxuries of fleeting existence
Held no permanence in my view
Now my gaze...
And found my ghosts
Of self
And segregate
And of intended maps
I had thought to follow them precisely
Had thought to live wisely
Had thought to live so purely
That as snow flakes fell
And found my lashes
I believed they would not run away
As I closed my eyes for dream and being
For finding pleasures far beyond any suffering
Those luxuries of fleeting existence
Held no permanence in my view
Now my gaze...
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641 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2020 5:20am
8th Apr 2020 5:20am
This New Day, Raison D'etre
Let me show you
Through the soft and gentle folds
Of fabric stitched with a fine silk threading
My raison d'etre
See there in the yellows of sun
And the pinks of this special moon
A new season
And reason to bloom
I have had days too long
And nights that fought the dawn to come
I have been so tired
From lonesome walks that I placed first foot in surely
But there are heavenly eyes that have brightened to see my arrival
And my eyes would shine to see yours
Of possessions
I need none but...
Through the soft and gentle folds
Of fabric stitched with a fine silk threading
My raison d'etre
See there in the yellows of sun
And the pinks of this special moon
A new season
And reason to bloom
I have had days too long
And nights that fought the dawn to come
I have been so tired
From lonesome walks that I placed first foot in surely
But there are heavenly eyes that have brightened to see my arrival
And my eyes would shine to see yours
Of possessions
I need none but...
#NaPoWriMo2020
593 reads
16 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Apr 2020 5:36pm
7th Apr 2020 5:36pm
Goddess Talk
#God
#evolution
#feminism
613 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Apr 2020 8:03pm
6th Apr 2020 8:03pm
Fair Ascent and to Hell in Pardon
Clear Banschee call please lift the skies
For room to mourn amongst the Side
In the House of Sister
One sinner lingers
And wears no virtue around her finger
Hear my oath
I swear to cut her out
My will winds so restless
In these shadows named doubt
I have walked this room
The threads are bared
Now slash red mark through yellow hair
Once tomorrow
You will find my fingerprint there
I release my soul
To hellish gate
And have reconciled to this eternal fate
So...
For room to mourn amongst the Side
In the House of Sister
One sinner lingers
And wears no virtue around her finger
Hear my oath
I swear to cut her out
My will winds so restless
In these shadows named doubt
I have walked this room
The threads are bared
Now slash red mark through yellow hair
Once tomorrow
You will find my fingerprint there
I release my soul
To hellish gate
And have reconciled to this eternal fate
So...
#murder
#mythology
#NaPoWriMo2020
473 reads
5 Comments
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