Submissions by cold_fusion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i tried
an ode to a fallen
an unease
that doesn't cease
a subject of grief
in search of relief
unintentional actions
acts of mischief
a redwood was felled
a thousand tiny cuts
though a relief was felt
unease didn't leave gut
sapling of time yet
elder of the woods
the troubled would never get
it wasn't at all good
that doesn't cease
a subject of grief
in search of relief
unintentional actions
acts of mischief
a redwood was felled
a thousand tiny cuts
though a relief was felt
unease didn't leave gut
sapling of time yet
elder of the woods
the troubled would never get
it wasn't at all good
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of brotherhood and sisterhood
when
the neighborhood
becomes the fiefdom
of doms and subs
no longer
it remains
a respite
for the troubled
love
corrupts
familiarity breeds contempt
never been truer
the
formula
for losing way
is losing way with
friends of the time
not
friends of the truth
who'd call a rant
a
rant
not afraid
of slashes
and burns
to self
an inward lamp
can
never be expected
to provide
light ...
the neighborhood
becomes the fiefdom
of doms and subs
no longer
it remains
a respite
for the troubled
love
corrupts
familiarity breeds contempt
never been truer
the
formula
for losing way
is losing way with
friends of the time
not
friends of the truth
who'd call a rant
a
rant
not afraid
of slashes
and burns
to self
an inward lamp
can
never be expected
to provide
light ...
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in memorium
when
the threshold
was past
a poem
i penned
and
called it
upbeat
the void
though empty
yet housing
the cold
i called it
the heat
past
my passing
she heard
the story
and said
repeat
A cold_fusion original. 16/07/2017.
the threshold
was past
a poem
i penned
and
called it
upbeat
the void
though empty
yet housing
the cold
i called it
the heat
past
my passing
she heard
the story
and said
repeat
A cold_fusion original. 16/07/2017.
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after the Rain, has fallen
eons
before the now
in a land
of pain
and sorrow
a bough
was left shaking
the aftermath
of an event beautiful
a flight
in joy
after the Rain
had fallen
before the now
in a land
of pain
and sorrow
a bough
was left shaking
the aftermath
of an event beautiful
a flight
in joy
after the Rain
had fallen
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the beginning of the end
a stare
a smile
paths crossed
x marks the spot
a smile
paths crossed
x marks the spot
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worth
a picture
is worth
a thousand words
- it is said
no disagreement there
just
holding close
the fact
that
a poem
is worth
a thousand pictures
a good poem
is art
in motion
for it delivers
memories
images
sounds
emotions
whilst you hold your image close
i will hold my poem closer
it's all about communication
and art's my communicator
a cold_fusion original. 8.07.2017.
is worth
a thousand words
- it is said
no disagreement there
just
holding close
the fact
that
a poem
is worth
a thousand pictures
a good poem
is art
in motion
for it delivers
memories
images
sounds
emotions
whilst you hold your image close
i will hold my poem closer
it's all about communication
and art's my communicator
a cold_fusion original. 8.07.2017.
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4 Comments
objective reality
consciousness
of existence
in a form
that is conscious
an amusing thought
if not
a feel of sense
sparing thoughts
for the carbon cycle
journey of the atoms
spent time together
in a form conscious
interstellar in time
you
a bunch of atoms
in a form
lovely
time felt pleasant
in mutual gravity
the eventuality of 'ultimately'
is but a fact
in a journey
where atoms collide
unite
divide
and continue
in
a...
of existence
in a form
that is conscious
an amusing thought
if not
a feel of sense
sparing thoughts
for the carbon cycle
journey of the atoms
spent time together
in a form conscious
interstellar in time
you
a bunch of atoms
in a form
lovely
time felt pleasant
in mutual gravity
the eventuality of 'ultimately'
is but a fact
in a journey
where atoms collide
unite
divide
and continue
in
a...
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rain ii
not just drops of water
a thousand embraces
of bonded elements
crashing liquid blossoms
on scarred bodies, scorched souls
reunion of waters
calcium walls en-cage
ocean tempestuous
whilst clay assimilates
a thousand embraces
of bonded elements
crashing liquid blossoms
on scarred bodies, scorched souls
reunion of waters
calcium walls en-cage
ocean tempestuous
whilst clay assimilates
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carbon dreams
carbon dreams
celebrity
where a poet goes to die
not a cloud in the sky
shroud of black hovers high
yet stars are in the eye
business is a deal
not much is concealed
'cept the body of the dead
never, a chance to heal
a cold_fusion original. 29.06.2017.
celebrity
where a poet goes to die
not a cloud in the sky
shroud of black hovers high
yet stars are in the eye
business is a deal
not much is concealed
'cept the body of the dead
never, a chance to heal
a cold_fusion original. 29.06.2017.
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ego
hard to please
hard to get
harder to appease
oh! bloody puh-lease!
entity best locked
buried
concreted
progress
or
some illusion of it
neither is
plausible
the last battle
with this
entity
ended
in an armistice
hence
progress
lay in no man's land
between
the fences
the soothing
potion
for the battle scars
the words
- story of my success
is like a Baobab tree
with branches for roots
and
evergreen fruit
hard to get
harder to appease
oh! bloody puh-lease!
entity best locked
buried
concreted
progress
or
some illusion of it
neither is
plausible
the last battle
with this
entity
ended
in an armistice
hence
progress
lay in no man's land
between
the fences
the soothing
potion
for the battle scars
the words
- story of my success
is like a Baobab tree
with branches for roots
and
evergreen fruit
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2 Comments
calm, stoic stares
no time for cliche'
ridden [poetic] verse
neither for
expectations
perverse
calm, stoic stares
deep breaths
shall do
ridden [poetic] verse
neither for
expectations
perverse
calm, stoic stares
deep breaths
shall do
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Morning Light
it is better
to lose a few hours
of sleep
than
skip the wonder
felt a thousand pounds
the lids
the limbs too
felt of stone
yet
the heart had that craving
for its succor
the indescribable joy
the pleasure
the sheer delight
the sight
Morning Light
Image Source: Wikimedia Commons.
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to lose a few hours
of sleep
than
skip the wonder
felt a thousand pounds
the lids
the limbs too
felt of stone
yet
the heart had that craving
for its succor
the indescribable joy
the pleasure
the sheer delight
the sight
Morning Light
Image Source: Wikimedia Commons.
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dawn_over_Oostende-retouched.jpg
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