Submissions by crowfly
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been a journalist and (unpublished) novelist, but writing poetry is a relatively new experience . I'd like to make some friends and get advice and feedback.
DARK POEM
Published
29th Mar 2019 00:05am
29th Mar 2019 00:05am
Diabolically Yours
Some point out malevolence
The dark detailing of my mind
Say I am prone to violence
And proffer only lies that bind
But I am, by nature, lacking care
Concerning those who defame me
I note those inclined to stare
All cretins far as I can see
I might be a wicked man
But I offer you my guiding hand
I may lead you, when I can,
Where plots are hatched, then fully planned.
The dark detailing of my mind
Say I am prone to violence
And proffer only lies that bind
But I am, by nature, lacking care
Concerning those who defame me
I note those inclined to stare
All cretins far as I can see
I might be a wicked man
But I offer you my guiding hand
I may lead you, when I can,
Where plots are hatched, then fully planned.
#dark
#funny
554 reads
20 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Mar 2019 8:15pm
27th Mar 2019 8:15pm
Deity
His life seems a wide minefield
Ill winds blowing through his hair
But he feels his trepidation yield
When he hears her climb the stair
She has her ways to comfort him
Still her succor does come at a price
Yet even when his thoughts turn grim
He knows his payment will suffice
She earns every dollar spent
Transforming him into a god
A deity in quick descent
She parts her legs, now fully awed.
Ill winds blowing through his hair
But he feels his trepidation yield
When he hears her climb the stair
She has her ways to comfort him
Still her succor does come at a price
Yet even when his thoughts turn grim
He knows his payment will suffice
She earns every dollar spent
Transforming him into a god
A deity in quick descent
She parts her legs, now fully awed.
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
575 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Mar 2019 5:25pm
25th Mar 2019 5:25pm
Kingdom Come
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
647 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Mar 2019 9:15pm
24th Mar 2019 9:15pm
Sociopath
Cannot validly explain
The effect of his stolen face
The false smile, too bright
And eyes containing frozen lies
He is labeled a sociopath
Emotions lacking when it counts
No passion where it is deserved
And conscience foreign to his soul
But it is all the same to him
He only smirks and strikes a pose
Then watches as the city burns
Flames engulfing his flamboyant clothes.
The effect of his stolen face
The false smile, too bright
And eyes containing frozen lies
He is labeled a sociopath
Emotions lacking when it counts
No passion where it is deserved
And conscience foreign to his soul
But it is all the same to him
He only smirks and strikes a pose
Then watches as the city burns
Flames engulfing his flamboyant clothes.
#MentalHealth
679 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2019 7:10pm
23rd Mar 2019 7:10pm
Where She Is Today
I wonder where she is today
My vicious former love
She may be there in Hell to stay
Not in the arms of Lord above
She devoured all my heart
Each morsel down her throat
She ripped my fragile world apart
And then that smile became a gloat
If I seem angry, so be it
My memory does burn
I will endeavor not to keep it lit
Or wish her cremains in an urn.
My vicious former love
She may be there in Hell to stay
Not in the arms of Lord above
She devoured all my heart
Each morsel down her throat
She ripped my fragile world apart
And then that smile became a gloat
If I seem angry, so be it
My memory does burn
I will endeavor not to keep it lit
Or wish her cremains in an urn.
#anger
#funny
466 reads
16 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Mar 2019 8:39pm
21st Mar 2019 8:39pm
Operatic
He lives in a catacomb
Beneath the Opera's splendid sound
He feels the chill but calls it home
Where peace and darkness can be found
But one night he hears her sing
Far above, poised on the stage
Her tones echo with a certain ring
Calming his persistent rage
He abducts her to his lair
Her hair grasped with a pale hand
She sings well, without a care
Subject to his stern demand
She slips off the Master's mask
Finds the scar tissue it conceals
But still she sings, performs the task
Accepting all that he...
Beneath the Opera's splendid sound
He feels the chill but calls it home
Where peace and darkness can be found
But one night he hears her sing
Far above, poised on the stage
Her tones echo with a certain ring
Calming his persistent rage
He abducts her to his lair
Her hair grasped with a pale hand
She sings well, without a care
Subject to his stern demand
She slips off the Master's mask
Finds the scar tissue it conceals
But still she sings, performs the task
Accepting all that he...
#romantic
#scary
512 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2019 7:07pm
20th Mar 2019 7:07pm
Psychotic
He contemplates the carving knife
Just as she gets in the shower
His mother says to take her life
At this late and dreary hour
He gets into masquerade
Wearing the maternal clothes
Most restraint begins to fade
As latent aggression grows
But the beauty washes off her sins
And he then withholds the blade
His sense of decency begins
As he mimics a motel maid
He returns to mother dear
And lays her on the ancient bed
It has become precisely clear
That she...
Just as she gets in the shower
His mother says to take her life
At this late and dreary hour
He gets into masquerade
Wearing the maternal clothes
Most restraint begins to fade
As latent aggression grows
But the beauty washes off her sins
And he then withholds the blade
His sense of decency begins
As he mimics a motel maid
He returns to mother dear
And lays her on the ancient bed
It has become precisely clear
That she...
#scary
#funny
520 reads
15 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2019 10:43pm
18th Mar 2019 10:43pm
Stranger Nights 2
Having known the stranger nights
She spots his pretense of mystery
It could be his fervent eyes
Or false rapture of that smile
He thrives on opportunity
Intends to have her for the hour
But she abhors the smoothest men
Disdaining lies and hollow charms
She steals his heart with a scalpel
And slowly nods her approval
The blood purple, not wine red
A shade to match her evening gown
She leaves with a furtive smile
His body on the bedroom floor
Another man, another corpse
But she is not one for keeping...
She spots his pretense of mystery
It could be his fervent eyes
Or false rapture of that smile
He thrives on opportunity
Intends to have her for the hour
But she abhors the smoothest men
Disdaining lies and hollow charms
She steals his heart with a scalpel
And slowly nods her approval
The blood purple, not wine red
A shade to match her evening gown
She leaves with a furtive smile
His body on the bedroom floor
Another man, another corpse
But she is not one for keeping...
#scary
535 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Mar 2019 8:42pm
17th Mar 2019 8:42pm
Con Man Blues
He speaks with ease and confidence
Eloquent with all the lies
They marvel at his composure
While his face retains its guise
There is a smile, suave and sure
Spreading slowly on his face
But it does not attain those eyes
Where treachery belies the grace
I hear him whistle in the dark
When this trickster comes to knock
I would much prefer to trust
But, when that fails, just turn the lock.
Eloquent with all the lies
They marvel at his composure
While his face retains its guise
There is a smile, suave and sure
Spreading slowly on his face
But it does not attain those eyes
Where treachery belies the grace
I hear him whistle in the dark
When this trickster comes to knock
I would much prefer to trust
But, when that fails, just turn the lock.
#evil
#greed
528 reads
7 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th Mar 2019 11:38pm
16th Mar 2019 11:38pm
Lost Man's Dream
I lay back and hear the stream
Then sink into a lost man's dream
My demons guide me down to Hell
Another wayward soul to sell
But I waken to the stellar light
A certain glint, despite the night
Yet I am not thus truly blessed
This soul tainted, so far from rest
Much sanity is left behind
My face frozen, but deeply lined
Yet I still hear the water's flow
And long for peace, that inmost glow.
Then sink into a lost man's dream
My demons guide me down to Hell
Another wayward soul to sell
But I waken to the stellar light
A certain glint, despite the night
Yet I am not thus truly blessed
This soul tainted, so far from rest
Much sanity is left behind
My face frozen, but deeply lined
Yet I still hear the water's flow
And long for peace, that inmost glow.
#depression
629 reads
28 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2019 11:21pm
14th Mar 2019 11:21pm
Free Form, or Fall
Bringing liberty to form
A daunting prospect
Devoid of gimmicks
Rhythm rigor mortis
He tries to slacken
Just let go
Free from his compulsions
The terms plummet
From an inelastic mind
Entering untried terrain
He does make an effort
Not to despair
Not to succumb
With a relapse
To his elderly methods
But it may well be
All for nil
Until his words learn to fly.
A daunting prospect
Devoid of gimmicks
Rhythm rigor mortis
He tries to slacken
Just let go
Free from his compulsions
The terms plummet
From an inelastic mind
Entering untried terrain
He does make an effort
Not to despair
Not to succumb
With a relapse
To his elderly methods
But it may well be
All for nil
Until his words learn to fly.
#WritingPoetry
495 reads
21 Comments
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