Submissions by davidchirko (David Chirko)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Like Goethe, I would some day like to be thought of as a poet-psychologist, reflecting the quintessence of man's enigma.
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2024 3:36am
2nd Jun 2024 3:36am
Pink Paupers
Satan is tsar
in the land of destiny
where poplars and birches
are plundered by the wind
for the burning cold
is an everlasting flame
whose blue yellows
prickle the spines
of the tattered lives
whose hopes crumple
in their empty hands
swollen with the dream
of paradise regained
where the lamb and the lion
lie peacefully together
but such are the illusions
of schizoid automatons
who never wake up
but are wound up
with sweat and tears
in the red dotted fields
sowing the seeds
of the...
in the land of destiny
where poplars and birches
are plundered by the wind
for the burning cold
is an everlasting flame
whose blue yellows
prickle the spines
of the tattered lives
whose hopes crumple
in their empty hands
swollen with the dream
of paradise regained
where the lamb and the lion
lie peacefully together
but such are the illusions
of schizoid automatons
who never wake up
but are wound up
with sweat and tears
in the red dotted fields
sowing the seeds
of the...
#evil
#hate
#lies
#manipulation
#suffering
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2023 7:56pm
10th Dec 2023 7:56pm
The Celestial Cameo
Bounteous, this word, whose light is like the uplifting seas,
Pouring and embellishing ideally, in its eternal sojourn,
For reality’s roads pave not its untraveled boundaries.
As pink and as green its meaning, we seem to discern;
It’s a jewel of thought, untouched, and not contemplated –
Being what is, in what it is, that will burn
Any tongue, without its sacred purity rejuvenated.
Pouring and embellishing ideally, in its eternal sojourn,
For reality’s roads pave not its untraveled boundaries.
As pink and as green its meaning, we seem to discern;
It’s a jewel of thought, untouched, and not contemplated –
Being what is, in what it is, that will burn
Any tongue, without its sacred purity rejuvenated.
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Aug 2023 7:40pm
12th Aug 2023 7:40pm
Hymn to a Dying Artist
After writing a Decade, a gladness should pour
So I lift my heart with praise, although
I recall a thought of Kierkegaard,
Who said I’m bereft of weal and so
I hide behind a skilled conductor;
Life’s Master of the anguished allegro,
Embellishing my pain, like a wondrous score.
And while I journeyed, unabated,
Living with Death, Death every day,
Sleeping with all I’ve killed and hated,
The Spirit reassured me and His Voice would say,
“Give meaning to the Memorial you created,
For your Mansion of pain will ink the way ...
So I lift my heart with praise, although
I recall a thought of Kierkegaard,
Who said I’m bereft of weal and so
I hide behind a skilled conductor;
Life’s Master of the anguished allegro,
Embellishing my pain, like a wondrous score.
And while I journeyed, unabated,
Living with Death, Death every day,
Sleeping with all I’ve killed and hated,
The Spirit reassured me and His Voice would say,
“Give meaning to the Memorial you created,
For your Mansion of pain will ink the way ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2023 11:25pm
4th May 2023 11:25pm
Black Is Still My Favorite Color
Here I am:
Around me, they’re all gathered -
All of my latter-day disciples.
Come and see me.
My hands were aching
Before they came to impale me,
But it’s my doing, not theirs.
Come and see me.
Just as I thought, the room is a smile
Of which I’m now in,
Because I beat Him to it.
Come and see me.
All that I’ve felt
Can be seen from my pen,
And you’ll have inked it all, every word.
Come and see me.
How you ever could have appreciated me
In such an unknown way;
So what else is new? ...
Around me, they’re all gathered -
All of my latter-day disciples.
Come and see me.
My hands were aching
Before they came to impale me,
But it’s my doing, not theirs.
Come and see me.
Just as I thought, the room is a smile
Of which I’m now in,
Because I beat Him to it.
Come and see me.
All that I’ve felt
Can be seen from my pen,
And you’ll have inked it all, every word.
Come and see me.
How you ever could have appreciated me
In such an unknown way;
So what else is new? ...
#anger
#dark
#despair
#disappointment
#emptiness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2023 8:04pm
9th Jan 2023 8:04pm
The First Day Come Fall
With your eyes now closed, I stand so still, before you,
Placing foremost those thoughts, with hands upon the coldness
Whose still waters, I feel the nothingness in me chilling through.
Faces, full of frenzied kindness, saturated that day,
Until nightly horses galloped in slow, streamlined silence
With three quarters of a century, atop their heels, carried away.
Behind your other flesh I stood, with every other delegate who remembers
After they’ve received you into their very last eyes;
As every moment we may walk, you’ll keep with us in our...
Placing foremost those thoughts, with hands upon the coldness
Whose still waters, I feel the nothingness in me chilling through.
Faces, full of frenzied kindness, saturated that day,
Until nightly horses galloped in slow, streamlined silence
With three quarters of a century, atop their heels, carried away.
Behind your other flesh I stood, with every other delegate who remembers
After they’ve received you into their very last eyes;
As every moment we may walk, you’ll keep with us in our...
#family
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2022 1:57am
4th Jul 2022 1:57am
Avocado Aqua
To walk apart
to be without
is to have forever winter
without hope of spring
For it is then hoped
that whatever was covered
will thaw and once again
be caressed by a warm and waiting hand
A voice is a tree
that grows in me
whose branches are enthralling
when its leaves kiss the skies
Where desires are green clouds
that roll on above me
but never settle fulfilled
to my blue earth
But to hold heaven
is when the rainbow in your smile
addresses the pages of your mind
whose...
to be without
is to have forever winter
without hope of spring
For it is then hoped
that whatever was covered
will thaw and once again
be caressed by a warm and waiting hand
A voice is a tree
that grows in me
whose branches are enthralling
when its leaves kiss the skies
Where desires are green clouds
that roll on above me
but never settle fulfilled
to my blue earth
But to hold heaven
is when the rainbow in your smile
addresses the pages of your mind
whose...
#hope
#emotions
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Jan 2022 8:15pm
24th Jan 2022 8:15pm
(All Of) The Demise Of Aphrodite
In a golden, mauve prison
Bemoans a poisoned, deaf convict,
Victim of his own persecution.
Neurotic fruits feed the beloved
With dressed-up dreams that are given away,
To leaves that fall and are never uncovered.
In an inert pit, I dig for meaning.
Obsessed, compelled to hell, they fiddle away -
Ghosts dance on merrily, they’ll have me kneeling.
Bright lights are always there talking;
In a kaleidoscope on the screen I become,
Back into euphoria’s womb, alone I’ll sing.
A decor of pages flow and unfold without...
Bemoans a poisoned, deaf convict,
Victim of his own persecution.
Neurotic fruits feed the beloved
With dressed-up dreams that are given away,
To leaves that fall and are never uncovered.
In an inert pit, I dig for meaning.
Obsessed, compelled to hell, they fiddle away -
Ghosts dance on merrily, they’ll have me kneeling.
Bright lights are always there talking;
In a kaleidoscope on the screen I become,
Back into euphoria’s womb, alone I’ll sing.
A decor of pages flow and unfold without...
#loneliness
#rejection
#despair
#emptiness
#boredom
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2021 3:44pm
2nd Sep 2021 3:44pm
Tawny Breezes Of Autumn
Tawny breezes of autumn enchant maple glitter,
Embellishing each leaf of platinum velvet;
Whistling its ariose aphrodisia
Where’er winces are efflorescent,
‘Till fall’s rains sweeten their florid fires,
As my blood throbs ‘mid each downpour.
Dropping into a roadside stream, russet is rife
Swirling with careless abandon;
So goes the vicissitudes of vibrance,
Like my life, that escorts their swim
‘Till I find myself with them
A jetty ride to an arid gutter.
Bereft, the divine expression of womanhood,
Whose moon-dipped...
Embellishing each leaf of platinum velvet;
Whistling its ariose aphrodisia
Where’er winces are efflorescent,
‘Till fall’s rains sweeten their florid fires,
As my blood throbs ‘mid each downpour.
Dropping into a roadside stream, russet is rife
Swirling with careless abandon;
So goes the vicissitudes of vibrance,
Like my life, that escorts their swim
‘Till I find myself with them
A jetty ride to an arid gutter.
Bereft, the divine expression of womanhood,
Whose moon-dipped...
#love
#strength
#hope
#admiration
#emotions
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jul 2021 10:20pm
6th Jul 2021 10:20pm
Nightingales Of Summer's Evening
Nightingales of a summer's evening descend upon twilight moments,
With whispers of sombre starlight found
In every cup of even dropped off their heels;
Collecting in my dreams, its dew is a prayer,
Like rain-kissed berries awaiting eager hands
Blessed by myriads for each cherry dropped.
Summer is the vessel where my hopes are baptized –
Each thought poured, a relentless stream,
Dissolving in a drop of fantasy, whose pampered pain
Enchants me like a bell ringing through a fevered night,
Where darkness welcomes the warmth of your tender...
With whispers of sombre starlight found
In every cup of even dropped off their heels;
Collecting in my dreams, its dew is a prayer,
Like rain-kissed berries awaiting eager hands
Blessed by myriads for each cherry dropped.
Summer is the vessel where my hopes are baptized –
Each thought poured, a relentless stream,
Dissolving in a drop of fantasy, whose pampered pain
Enchants me like a bell ringing through a fevered night,
Where darkness welcomes the warmth of your tender...
#ILoveYou
#beauty
#FallingInLove
#admiration
#crush
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jun 2021 11:45pm
20th Jun 2021 11:45pm
Flamimg Angels Of Spring
Flaming angels of spring weave a pastoral tapestry
O’er the sleepless, meadowed minds,
Entreating the burning softness of summer;
Freedom, resurrected in its breath,
When warmly winds lick the searching faces
Inhaled ‘neath the rapture of its tongue.
Passion seasons fruit for its victims,
Nestled in pain of unrewarding sympathy;
Passion is pain when my aching visions ripen
To capture a beckoning of soft-winged flight,
In a galaxy, aflame in ruby smiles,
Who drop their listless buds on the blossoming sun.
In the bleeding...
O’er the sleepless, meadowed minds,
Entreating the burning softness of summer;
Freedom, resurrected in its breath,
When warmly winds lick the searching faces
Inhaled ‘neath the rapture of its tongue.
Passion seasons fruit for its victims,
Nestled in pain of unrewarding sympathy;
Passion is pain when my aching visions ripen
To capture a beckoning of soft-winged flight,
In a galaxy, aflame in ruby smiles,
Who drop their listless buds on the blossoming sun.
In the bleeding...
#love
#hope
#admiration #emotions
#admiration #emotions
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jan 2021 1:35pm
1st Jan 2021 1:35pm
Pearls Of A Winter’s Day
Pearls of a winter’s day plash gently on open hands,
Each snowflake a gem of melting opulence,
Garnishing season’s moods with opalescent sheets.
Purity celebrated in perpetual variety,
With polished faces of ivory radiance;
Their tender and alluring eyes abounding everywhere.
Shades of winter relax not in the hue of hope;
Where love is blue sadness seeks sympathy,
But blue is livid in my fleeting fantasies
Where no warmth is found,
Hardened like the bleeding cold,
Emptying its misery into my loneliness.
Behind your...
Each snowflake a gem of melting opulence,
Garnishing season’s moods with opalescent sheets.
Purity celebrated in perpetual variety,
With polished faces of ivory radiance;
Their tender and alluring eyes abounding everywhere.
Shades of winter relax not in the hue of hope;
Where love is blue sadness seeks sympathy,
But blue is livid in my fleeting fantasies
Where no warmth is found,
Hardened like the bleeding cold,
Emptying its misery into my loneliness.
Behind your...
#fairies
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 1:04am
7th Jul 2020 1:04am
Dedication To A Legend: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
How I caress this every moment I sip,
From your sacred cup
That flows over, majestically, in perpetrating wonder.
Whose waterfalls of radiant genius
Never quench me,
Nor the multitudes, who have knelt so often before you.
You’ve expressed an infinity, about this world or the next,
With mellifluous thoughts,
That no mere mastermind shall ever dare ponder, but the Eternal Himself.
Your music pours into us the woman we want to make love to:
"Elvira Madigan" -
The woman who touched our dreams, making your beauty known to...
From your sacred cup
That flows over, majestically, in perpetrating wonder.
Whose waterfalls of radiant genius
Never quench me,
Nor the multitudes, who have knelt so often before you.
You’ve expressed an infinity, about this world or the next,
With mellifluous thoughts,
That no mere mastermind shall ever dare ponder, but the Eternal Himself.
Your music pours into us the woman we want to make love to:
"Elvira Madigan" -
The woman who touched our dreams, making your beauty known to...
#love
#inspirational
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
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