Submissions by diddi (StephenPaul Summerscales)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2009 8:42pm
23rd Dec 2009 8:42pm
Images Of Saturn
Sitting at ten pence shaped tables
bodies in infra red
all around me
I peer through fenetres
paved in glass
out into the blustery skies
I watch a rainbow smoulder
through the summer air
prismatic is the holder
of the golden sunshine yesteryear
solar picks a colour
of her auburn cola hair
Images of saturn
arise to my eyes
god how I wish
I was back there .
bodies in infra red
all around me
I peer through fenetres
paved in glass
out into the blustery skies
I watch a rainbow smoulder
through the summer air
prismatic is the holder
of the golden sunshine yesteryear
solar picks a colour
of her auburn cola hair
Images of saturn
arise to my eyes
god how I wish
I was back there .
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2009 6:31am
23rd Dec 2009 6:31am
A Cross And A Book
A final goodnight in the rain
an eternal waving
from a fading train .
A goodbye platform
one last kiss
the traces trail through the mist.
A fair well meeting
of eternal burning tears
a stairwell greeting
of yearning years.
A thunderous growl
it climbed with might
on the ground the sirens screamed a howl
deafening the night
blinding tridents of death came down
a plane lost on radar
was never found.
Yet another life
got took
and the wife
got a cross and a book.
an eternal waving
from a fading train .
A goodbye platform
one last kiss
the traces trail through the mist.
A fair well meeting
of eternal burning tears
a stairwell greeting
of yearning years.
A thunderous growl
it climbed with might
on the ground the sirens screamed a howl
deafening the night
blinding tridents of death came down
a plane lost on radar
was never found.
Yet another life
got took
and the wife
got a cross and a book.
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2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2009 6:27am
23rd Dec 2009 6:27am
A Large Chasm
Out here in the void
the infinity has been adorned by deceased gems .
The earth is missing from its place
obliterated into outer space
behind there is a gap no trace .
Where are the bombing advocates now .
It didn't do them or anyone else any good
are they flying towards another galaxy
impaled on the end of a scud .
There was certainly no kudos for this one
as they depressed the button on that final bomb .
Itinerant comets zig zag past
leaving trails of energy
as they lick jupiters mass .
There is a large chasm now
I hope they don't...
the infinity has been adorned by deceased gems .
The earth is missing from its place
obliterated into outer space
behind there is a gap no trace .
Where are the bombing advocates now .
It didn't do them or anyone else any good
are they flying towards another galaxy
impaled on the end of a scud .
There was certainly no kudos for this one
as they depressed the button on that final bomb .
Itinerant comets zig zag past
leaving trails of energy
as they lick jupiters mass .
There is a large chasm now
I hope they don't...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2009 1:06pm
22nd Dec 2009 1:06pm
Ten Year Old Face
The croquet loop shaped building ,
is lying on its side .
Opposite stands the rusted metal diamonds ,
that form an infant abused fence .
The night is staunch ,
black mist has inherited the moons glistening .
The gentle ,
but temperimental ,
ballad like ,
whistling wind ,
fills you with an incredulous haunting ,
the beaten tarmac all pourous and grim ,
very daunting .
The artificial light emitting pole ,
stands over the playground ,
impaling years of emotion on it .
As it casts its feeble light ,
over the spar chipped yard ,...
is lying on its side .
Opposite stands the rusted metal diamonds ,
that form an infant abused fence .
The night is staunch ,
black mist has inherited the moons glistening .
The gentle ,
but temperimental ,
ballad like ,
whistling wind ,
fills you with an incredulous haunting ,
the beaten tarmac all pourous and grim ,
very daunting .
The artificial light emitting pole ,
stands over the playground ,
impaling years of emotion on it .
As it casts its feeble light ,
over the spar chipped yard ,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2009 12:57pm
22nd Dec 2009 12:57pm
Once Enchanted
A jack russel sits yawning ,
on lead pencil shaded mornings .
Street feet doomed,
in every wrong tripped up step ,
they ever assumed .
For sale signs ,
forgotten has been ,
gravel clad,
railway lines .
Remaining public houses ,
where competition priced pints are swallowed ,
in the million liquid ounzes .
Above the sound of beer being pulled ,
you can hear the sound of humming skulls .
Antiquated church spires ,
illegal screaming car tyres,
drunken brawls ,
and police infested telephone wires .
Strange people ,
falling...
on lead pencil shaded mornings .
Street feet doomed,
in every wrong tripped up step ,
they ever assumed .
For sale signs ,
forgotten has been ,
gravel clad,
railway lines .
Remaining public houses ,
where competition priced pints are swallowed ,
in the million liquid ounzes .
Above the sound of beer being pulled ,
you can hear the sound of humming skulls .
Antiquated church spires ,
illegal screaming car tyres,
drunken brawls ,
and police infested telephone wires .
Strange people ,
falling...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2009 00:05am
22nd Dec 2009 00:05am
A final blink of indigo
Ancient clouds crash together ,
as gone pilots whistle their sounds ,
through the old stormy weather .
Ghosts of Lancasters from long ago ,
climb the heavens of indigo.
Old captains flew over towns,
of burning church spires ,
cold and wrapped in leather gowns ,
at the controls of spitfires,
Planes fell from the sky ,
a final blink,
from a gunners eye ,
Buried in Norwegian ice ,
stuck in a graveyard sky ,
rest in peace ,
good luck ,
goodbye .
as gone pilots whistle their sounds ,
through the old stormy weather .
Ghosts of Lancasters from long ago ,
climb the heavens of indigo.
Old captains flew over towns,
of burning church spires ,
cold and wrapped in leather gowns ,
at the controls of spitfires,
Planes fell from the sky ,
a final blink,
from a gunners eye ,
Buried in Norwegian ice ,
stuck in a graveyard sky ,
rest in peace ,
good luck ,
goodbye .
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2009 00:01am
22nd Dec 2009 00:01am
iced emotions
Lying in a frozen pit of tears ,
images of the past materialise ,
spectres is all that appears .
Apparitions of iced emotions that ,
are lost ,
buried deep within your ,
imaginations apathetic frost .
Searching desperately for the fragments ,
of a prior life ,
you know you can't find ,
trying to dig out rotting corpses ,
from your impoverished mind.
Trying to thaw out frozen feelings ,
trying to claw back water to the land ,
back to the harsh windy, wet kneeling
upon the shores of bitter , broken
desperate sands
when you just...
images of the past materialise ,
spectres is all that appears .
Apparitions of iced emotions that ,
are lost ,
buried deep within your ,
imaginations apathetic frost .
Searching desperately for the fragments ,
of a prior life ,
you know you can't find ,
trying to dig out rotting corpses ,
from your impoverished mind.
Trying to thaw out frozen feelings ,
trying to claw back water to the land ,
back to the harsh windy, wet kneeling
upon the shores of bitter , broken
desperate sands
when you just...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2009 12:53pm
21st Dec 2009 12:53pm
Holding on
Desperately holding on to something,
in the last hour ,
you dont know ,
it let you go ,
it already had a hold of you ,
before you knew ,
gone before you could cower .
Youve slipped away,
on the appointed day ,
nobody escapes the stairwell tower.
Life the compulsory addiction ,
post existence the impossible prediction .
Running away from the spiritual crew ,
you dont know that before you were born ,
it already had you .
We are reaching for a life with no pain ,
maybe we can on another plain.
in the last hour ,
you dont know ,
it let you go ,
it already had a hold of you ,
before you knew ,
gone before you could cower .
Youve slipped away,
on the appointed day ,
nobody escapes the stairwell tower.
Life the compulsory addiction ,
post existence the impossible prediction .
Running away from the spiritual crew ,
you dont know that before you were born ,
it already had you .
We are reaching for a life with no pain ,
maybe we can on another plain.
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2009 12:50pm
21st Dec 2009 12:50pm
Solar systems apart
We all strive to stay alive ,
people work hard to survive,
were all bees in the hive .
Some get nowhere ,
one shirt to wear ,
no bus fare,
their penurious,
with only stories to share ,
ready to tell you destitution it waits to ensnare.
Then theres people who do nothing,
they seem to have all of everything .
They infuriate ,
as they castigate,
those who didnt recieve things on a gold rimmed plate.
Platinum spoons ,
cornise adorned ,
hardwood floored ,
ballrooms.
Ornate spindled stairs,
crimson studded ,
velvet rose...
people work hard to survive,
were all bees in the hive .
Some get nowhere ,
one shirt to wear ,
no bus fare,
their penurious,
with only stories to share ,
ready to tell you destitution it waits to ensnare.
Then theres people who do nothing,
they seem to have all of everything .
They infuriate ,
as they castigate,
those who didnt recieve things on a gold rimmed plate.
Platinum spoons ,
cornise adorned ,
hardwood floored ,
ballrooms.
Ornate spindled stairs,
crimson studded ,
velvet rose...
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STORY POEM
Published
20th Dec 2009 6:05pm
20th Dec 2009 6:05pm
Surrounding Infinity
I can see the moon embraced
strangled
tangled
and tightly laced
by the obesity
of the heavy water bearing clouds
I can see it fall slowly
like in water
from the infinity that surrounds.
Reflecting the combustion
of the solar flare
a reflective
directive
naturally operative
forever been there
beaten up
misunderstood
dusty ,has no blood
sattellite
of suspension in the air .
It gives off a marble reflect
a second hand prospect
of pearled stone
throughout the...
strangled
tangled
and tightly laced
by the obesity
of the heavy water bearing clouds
I can see it fall slowly
like in water
from the infinity that surrounds.
Reflecting the combustion
of the solar flare
a reflective
directive
naturally operative
forever been there
beaten up
misunderstood
dusty ,has no blood
sattellite
of suspension in the air .
It gives off a marble reflect
a second hand prospect
of pearled stone
throughout the...
974 reads
3 Comments
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