Submissions by fiveamtuesday
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to rhyme words.
Fingersnap
The brain reflects the many paths of life.
Happiness is always the same.
And through actions we are dictating
Which direction we can take.
But a moment last but just a flicker
As ad infinitum,
So somehow we ‘became’ and then
Evolved to string along them.
Every possibility, and every form of thee
Exists as neural pathways
Sending data from before that.
(Consider what your former you
Would say if they had known that.)
Happiness is many ways
A check of the circumference
Of your brain,
And see the...
Happiness is always the same.
And through actions we are dictating
Which direction we can take.
But a moment last but just a flicker
As ad infinitum,
So somehow we ‘became’ and then
Evolved to string along them.
Every possibility, and every form of thee
Exists as neural pathways
Sending data from before that.
(Consider what your former you
Would say if they had known that.)
Happiness is many ways
A check of the circumference
Of your brain,
And see the...
#happiness
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Clown
Foolishness is when you think you have it figured out,
Only just to realize you were never even right.
That sunken sense of drowning by the neck of my own spout, that sent me in a spiral after figuring it out.
A sight to be beholden by the eyes that should have seen it, that were never once aware of what a fabricated scene is.
The veneer of what it all had been becoming readily apparent, but only as the distances between the two of us extended.
The performance was a beautiful, emotive presentation, when viewed under the light...
Only just to realize you were never even right.
That sunken sense of drowning by the neck of my own spout, that sent me in a spiral after figuring it out.
A sight to be beholden by the eyes that should have seen it, that were never once aware of what a fabricated scene is.
The veneer of what it all had been becoming readily apparent, but only as the distances between the two of us extended.
The performance was a beautiful, emotive presentation, when viewed under the light...
#regret
#rejection
#heartbroken
187 reads
Tropical Island
I dream of lazy summer days
Three hundred and sixty degrees away
From anywhere beyond what's here,
Below the awning of a tree.
With it's canopies that give relief
And shade against the sun and heat.
A true luxury of nature,
As it's aspects coexist in some harmony and tandem.
All the branches are the perfect place for
Spiders, snakes and panthers.
Front center staring off into the vast and wild ocean,
On a small and tropic island.
Watching as the ocean turns
Into a sunset glowing amber.
Three hundred and sixty degrees away
From anywhere beyond what's here,
Below the awning of a tree.
With it's canopies that give relief
And shade against the sun and heat.
A true luxury of nature,
As it's aspects coexist in some harmony and tandem.
All the branches are the perfect place for
Spiders, snakes and panthers.
Front center staring off into the vast and wild ocean,
On a small and tropic island.
Watching as the ocean turns
Into a sunset glowing amber.
#beach
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Cavity
I see nothing in my mind,
Just a cavity where another eye had been.
Just a cavity where another eye had been.
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#philosophical
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Anachronism
Rather than to be a man,
Made and finely aged with time,
You became a relic
Circa 1955.
Made and finely aged with time,
You became a relic
Circa 1955.
#aging
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Legacy
A legacy, immortalized on a dinner plate;
On clearance too.
On clearance too.
#funny
418 reads
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Nothing Learned
Must illness be the circumstance
Which makes a man profess
That no such thing as family
So healthy could exist?
Family must be unrequited,
Family must comes first;
Family must be foremost,
But sir!
You're on your third!
Which makes a man profess
That no such thing as family
So healthy could exist?
Family must be unrequited,
Family must comes first;
Family must be foremost,
But sir!
You're on your third!
#hypocrisy
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Ink
It drips
And I watch it.
It drips
And I watch it.
At least the latter's more productive
Than the other one
I think.
And I watch it.
It drips
And I watch it.
At least the latter's more productive
Than the other one
I think.
#art
#philosophical
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Breathe
Counting down from ten is actually harder than it seems,
The challenge comes from trying it as you breathe.
Sit up tall and inhale through your nose.
Lower your chin as that breath holds.
Now relax your neck and shoulders
And exhale when you're ready,
Letting it all out.
At the end
Breath in;
Count.
The challenge comes from trying it as you breathe.
Sit up tall and inhale through your nose.
Lower your chin as that breath holds.
Now relax your neck and shoulders
And exhale when you're ready,
Letting it all out.
At the end
Breath in;
Count.
#meditation
#philosophical
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Institutionalized
Institutionalized,
A narrative sown in history
Has branches growing back
Some several thousand years
As humans started keeping track,
And a wise man once said
“You better learn or else you’re doomed,
"Repeating ancient history
"Kinda like my Moody Blues.”
So here we are,
It’s the current year;...
A narrative sown in history
Has branches growing back
Some several thousand years
As humans started keeping track,
And a wise man once said
“You better learn or else you’re doomed,
"Repeating ancient history
"Kinda like my Moody Blues.”
So here we are,
It’s the current year;...
#corruption
#HumanRights
#greed
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The Sweetest Girl
With melancholy she’s drawing tears,
Sweet as saccharine, and just as irresistible,
Until there’s little else but sugared water,
Soaking
In an empty sundress by the field.
Sweet as saccharine, and just as irresistible,
Until there’s little else but sugared water,
Soaking
In an empty sundress by the field.
#bittersweet
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By Design
Paper houses bend and bow
Every time the winds will blow.
It’s by design or so they’re told,
For safety if it fold.
And when the tides rise up
The homes will sink to nothing more,
And the builders say
“Blame salt and sea
"Who allowed integrity to fail.”
Every time the winds will blow.
It’s by design or so they’re told,
For safety if it fold.
And when the tides rise up
The homes will sink to nothing more,
And the builders say
“Blame salt and sea
"Who allowed integrity to fail.”
#politics
#culture
#morality
#responsibility
#risk
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