Submissions by diddi (StephenPaul Summerscales)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Aug 2022 6:32pm
19th Aug 2022 6:32pm
The Woker Of the Deck
#politics
#rebellion
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2022 8:26pm
3rd Jul 2022 8:26pm
Propaganda/Deletion
we're speeding along
some wrong
direction
as narcissistic , egotistic
wipes out
the human invention .
Twisting its grip
on the straining trees
the woke medias clenched fist
shakes with victory .
High on contention
and self obsession
angrily
beating the floor
and deaths door
in self proclamation.
Take a look
between the lines
of all history books
it's well defined
we've engineered time
to be
corrupt as fuck.
Over fed teens...
some wrong
direction
as narcissistic , egotistic
wipes out
the human invention .
Twisting its grip
on the straining trees
the woke medias clenched fist
shakes with victory .
High on contention
and self obsession
angrily
beating the floor
and deaths door
in self proclamation.
Take a look
between the lines
of all history books
it's well defined
we've engineered time
to be
corrupt as fuck.
Over fed teens...
#lies
#corruption
#politics
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2021 9:52pm
12th Dec 2021 9:52pm
To Concur
A life of
constant
inconsistencies
you're only slight
with a mindset
that thinks about
what it sees
you always get out
before you're freed
a first class master
of escapology.
Ambiguity
and recollections
one is ran with fluidity
the other's kept
in sections
with alphabetised
open eyed
connections
we'll redraw fine lines
to depict a better
reflection.
Invisible circles
harbour empty shells
within
apathetic and olden
unwilling to...
constant
inconsistencies
you're only slight
with a mindset
that thinks about
what it sees
you always get out
before you're freed
a first class master
of escapology.
Ambiguity
and recollections
one is ran with fluidity
the other's kept
in sections
with alphabetised
open eyed
connections
we'll redraw fine lines
to depict a better
reflection.
Invisible circles
harbour empty shells
within
apathetic and olden
unwilling to...
#LifeStruggles
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DARK POEM
Published
19th May 2021 10:44pm
19th May 2021 10:44pm
The Rook
Awakened
by the caw
of an omens crow
forsaken
by the raven
sent by Allen Poe
you're now under-taken
to your grave
right from your home
inscriptions old
and chiselled
are bold with mould
in stone
they seem to have been
written
with your name
long ago
there's a hell feathered rook
he takes flight all alone
above the wilted flowers
from the breath of death
that blow
cadavers beckon
from the belfry
as they toll
a dull and groaning
church bell
hell...
by the caw
of an omens crow
forsaken
by the raven
sent by Allen Poe
you're now under-taken
to your grave
right from your home
inscriptions old
and chiselled
are bold with mould
in stone
they seem to have been
written
with your name
long ago
there's a hell feathered rook
he takes flight all alone
above the wilted flowers
from the breath of death
that blow
cadavers beckon
from the belfry
as they toll
a dull and groaning
church bell
hell...
#gothic
#graveyard
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Apr 2021 5:21am
16th Apr 2021 5:21am
Demon Feeders
A steady breeze
gains strength
amidst this unease
dead faces from hell
express and excel
their mute torn screams.
In agonising distortion
they capitalise
through silent torture
through decomposition
these things
are grinning
before you.
In a disgusting ,crumple
of distressed, mess
they peer diagonal
in nodular blinks
of grotesque.
Multi eyed
and all fissure spiked
they sit hiding
in the halls
of sideways sight.
...
gains strength
amidst this unease
dead faces from hell
express and excel
their mute torn screams.
In agonising distortion
they capitalise
through silent torture
through decomposition
these things
are grinning
before you.
In a disgusting ,crumple
of distressed, mess
they peer diagonal
in nodular blinks
of grotesque.
Multi eyed
and all fissure spiked
they sit hiding
in the halls
of sideways sight.
...
#dark
#devil
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2021 3:08am
16th Apr 2021 3:08am
Learn From It , Don't Live There
#memories
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Nov 2020 2:32am
18th Nov 2020 2:32am
Leftovers On Broken China
There was an ambiguous inference
clinging to my afterthoughts
and rolling up stream .
The propulsion was forceful
un natural, fabricated
as if it were implanted
against all will.
The weight of 'perhaps' lurked listlessly
in the hollow spaces of my time.
This time being of intermittent frequencies
intercepted at any given moment.
My yesterday's leftovers sit beautifully
on broken china.
Tomorrow hangs precariously through confusion
placed wrongly but clever.
Our cauldron hangs heavy with doubtful brew
my heart...
clinging to my afterthoughts
and rolling up stream .
The propulsion was forceful
un natural, fabricated
as if it were implanted
against all will.
The weight of 'perhaps' lurked listlessly
in the hollow spaces of my time.
This time being of intermittent frequencies
intercepted at any given moment.
My yesterday's leftovers sit beautifully
on broken china.
Tomorrow hangs precariously through confusion
placed wrongly but clever.
Our cauldron hangs heavy with doubtful brew
my heart...
#myself
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Nov 2020 7:10am
13th Nov 2020 7:10am
The Dark Is Made By Light
That huge bright
volatile
star in the sky
devours itself
all angry as hell
whilst sustaining
all known life .
The outer layers
are fed straight to
its core
I walk in the rays
that cast
my shadow
to floor .
The brightest
of all lights
a mighty satellite
a creator of
darkness
in front of
all the upright .
volatile
star in the sky
devours itself
all angry as hell
whilst sustaining
all known life .
The outer layers
are fed straight to
its core
I walk in the rays
that cast
my shadow
to floor .
The brightest
of all lights
a mighty satellite
a creator of
darkness
in front of
all the upright .
#sun
#LifeAsAWriter
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Oct 2020 12:41pm
29th Oct 2020 12:41pm
The Great God Media
I shut my eyes
to gain more vision
ignorance does realise
within the inner window
our lives are compromised
spoon fed by all the media
to conquer self , divide
propagate the hate
within you .
Doom and gloom
all across the news
a pandemic ensues
or an asteroid boom.
If it isn't one thing
then it is another
left or right wing
it really doesn't matter
as long as tracking pings
the thumb is firmly over
social distancing
one inhuman
kills another.
to gain more vision
ignorance does realise
within the inner window
our lives are compromised
spoon fed by all the media
to conquer self , divide
propagate the hate
within you .
Doom and gloom
all across the news
a pandemic ensues
or an asteroid boom.
If it isn't one thing
then it is another
left or right wing
it really doesn't matter
as long as tracking pings
the thumb is firmly over
social distancing
one inhuman
kills another.
#corruption
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2020 4:39pm
19th Jul 2020 4:39pm
Intrusively Influenced
Dark skies
dead birds
their ghosts do sing
angels with words
no harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not
what we were
we hear
but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of the mass herds
who fear thinking.
Where do we go
from here
is limbo on this sphere
what is to be
is such a fear
if it doesn't stick
I can't adhere
each calendar tick
is one day near
to the bucket we kick
that ends time here.
...
dead birds
their ghosts do sing
angels with words
no harps to bring
life force a slur
on broken strings
we are not
what we were
we hear
but can't be heard
unclear and now a blur
in fear of the mass herds
who fear thinking.
Where do we go
from here
is limbo on this sphere
what is to be
is such a fear
if it doesn't stick
I can't adhere
each calendar tick
is one day near
to the bucket we kick
that ends time here.
...
#corruption
#politics
#war #illness
#war #illness
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 10:10pm
7th Jul 2020 10:10pm
God's Given Love And Wisdom (for my uncle Nicky and aunty Lesley)
The scriptures
of your life lessons
indicative
in the print pressings
I know these lines became audible
they spoken to me as well
the testament is vocal
when tuned to Gods wavelength
you were worried and quite open
thinking I was going to hell
saying I was unfocused
unheeding to the parables
and Sundays lectern was golden
harbouring all there was to tell .
Demonic shadows
were invested in thee
you saw the gallows
whilst in the vestry, you decreed
for to be hallowed
we all...
of your life lessons
indicative
in the print pressings
I know these lines became audible
they spoken to me as well
the testament is vocal
when tuned to Gods wavelength
you were worried and quite open
thinking I was going to hell
saying I was unfocused
unheeding to the parables
and Sundays lectern was golden
harbouring all there was to tell .
Demonic shadows
were invested in thee
you saw the gallows
whilst in the vestry, you decreed
for to be hallowed
we all...
#God
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jun 2020 9:55pm
30th Jun 2020 9:55pm
A Plant Ado
I dreamt
of a stone angel
last night
slumped to her knees
I could feel her plight
with head bowed
long hair hung down
which kept the face
out of sight .
I evaporated
into the past
she was one of many
stars
from a spangled
gone cast
she died alone
sat in her car
that being her home
and pushed too far
once burning bright
just turned quasar
I guess this not right
was indiffr'nt , to wrong
and still is , thus far.
of a stone angel
last night
slumped to her knees
I could feel her plight
with head bowed
long hair hung down
which kept the face
out of sight .
I evaporated
into the past
she was one of many
stars
from a spangled
gone cast
she died alone
sat in her car
that being her home
and pushed too far
once burning bright
just turned quasar
I guess this not right
was indiffr'nt , to wrong
and still is , thus far.
#suicide
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