Submissions by fiveamtuesday
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to rhyme words.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2020 5:18am
3rd Jul 2020 5:18am
White Elephant
Lady and gentleman
Thank you,
For this once in a lifetime gift.
I swear on the grounds
Where I stand on that I’ll
Cherish it—
For as long as I live.
Thank you,
For this once in a lifetime gift.
I swear on the grounds
Where I stand on that I’ll
Cherish it—
For as long as I live.
#funny
#philosophical
257 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2020 9:23pm
2nd Jul 2020 9:23pm
Apple
Red and yellow,
Sometimes green,
Juicy with a bite.
Can best be served for all occasions,
And always sure to catch an eye.
Baked with bread or sparsely spread
In a salad as a toss.
Eat it raw or better yet
Stir it softer for a sauce.
Drizzle it in caramel
With a dash of cinnamon right on top,
You can even sieve a juice of it,
Or cider if you want.
Just enjoy the versatility
Of apples, sans a flaw.
A fruit I say be most deserving
Of a rounding of applause.
Sometimes green,
Juicy with a bite.
Can best be served for all occasions,
And always sure to catch an eye.
Baked with bread or sparsely spread
In a salad as a toss.
Eat it raw or better yet
Stir it softer for a sauce.
Drizzle it in caramel
With a dash of cinnamon right on top,
You can even sieve a juice of it,
Or cider if you want.
Just enjoy the versatility
Of apples, sans a flaw.
A fruit I say be most deserving
Of a rounding of applause.
#happiness
#food
299 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2020 9:14pm
2nd Jul 2020 9:14pm
Red Lemonade
Heavy storm clouds
Fraying at the edges
As the west horizon darkens,
And just beyond it’s silhouette,
Sunbeams cast out from behind it.
In a clement spectrum,
Summer hues,
Muted through precip-ish blues,
How tall
The fields of green and yellow billow
As the rain falls soft and gentle.
Butterflies and dandelions
Dances on the roil.
A single dewdrop,
Though inconsequential,
When a million...
Fraying at the edges
As the west horizon darkens,
And just beyond it’s silhouette,
Sunbeams cast out from behind it.
In a clement spectrum,
Summer hues,
Muted through precip-ish blues,
How tall
The fields of green and yellow billow
As the rain falls soft and gentle.
Butterflies and dandelions
Dances on the roil.
A single dewdrop,
Though inconsequential,
When a million...
#countryside
#rain
#storm #peace
#storm #peace
341 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2020 6:33am
2nd Jul 2020 6:33am
Home
I see a wall that’s beige,
And textured in a thick acrylic,
Trimmed along
With whitened edges
Sealed along the bottom ridges.
It’s neither light or dark in tone,
That’s what the time of day is for,
As the sun and moon
Casts,
Or lacks,
Upon the furniture and decor.
Through a window slightly centered off,
Where grass that’s green
To blue-ish seas,
Stacks up several high in grades
Of pastels running on the beach.
And further off I see a speck
Of geometrical...
And textured in a thick acrylic,
Trimmed along
With whitened edges
Sealed along the bottom ridges.
It’s neither light or dark in tone,
That’s what the time of day is for,
As the sun and moon
Casts,
Or lacks,
Upon the furniture and decor.
Through a window slightly centered off,
Where grass that’s green
To blue-ish seas,
Stacks up several high in grades
Of pastels running on the beach.
And further off I see a speck
Of geometrical...
#sea
#beach
#philosophical
478 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2020 6:20am
2nd Jul 2020 6:20am
Bliss
Bliss, a sense I’d say I miss the most since I was six or so.
Yet when I think of how it went when I was six or so,
I think I’ve shaded over certain things in light of seeing less as more,
For youth was something sweeter to remember when I’ve summed away
The rest of all things that I would rather chose to best ignore.
I should instead allow myself to see the world without the thought
Of bliss as being something which I felt that I could live without.
But now that I’ve explored the ways of how I spun my younger days,
I see now life’s more beautiful...
Yet when I think of how it went when I was six or so,
I think I’ve shaded over certain things in light of seeing less as more,
For youth was something sweeter to remember when I’ve summed away
The rest of all things that I would rather chose to best ignore.
I should instead allow myself to see the world without the thought
Of bliss as being something which I felt that I could live without.
But now that I’ve explored the ways of how I spun my younger days,
I see now life’s more beautiful...
#hope
#motivational
362 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 10:16pm
1st Jul 2020 10:16pm
Jellyfish
Lost at sea,
O these airy days,
Carry me away,
Beneath the sun
To ferry off,
Towards some far
And foreign stay.
Buoyed
Softly,
And left aloft,
Listly sailing off,
Strayed along
An idle breeze,
And gone from where I was.
Someday
I’d like to surely say
I’ll find my way around,
But until that, then
I’ll stay my course
Following the ocean sounds.
O these airy days,
Carry me away,
Beneath the sun
To ferry off,
Towards some far
And foreign stay.
Buoyed
Softly,
And left aloft,
Listly sailing off,
Strayed along
An idle breeze,
And gone from where I was.
Someday
I’d like to surely say
I’ll find my way around,
But until that, then
I’ll stay my course
Following the ocean sounds.
#sea
#summer
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 10:13pm
1st Jul 2020 10:13pm
Heart
They etched it out so perfectly,
Asymmetric and pristine,
With a set of curves,
Two vertices,
And their Initials underneath.
Weather worn
Through sun and storm,
They’d pray for better days,
While a symbol of their love
Survives,
They are divided in malaise.
Incorrigibly,
A budding love
Sown of sweet intentions,
Sours as the spoil settles,
Soaking vinegars
In fallowed soils.
To this day we’ll never know
The details of their stories,
Except that long ago they shared
A moment, ...
Asymmetric and pristine,
With a set of curves,
Two vertices,
And their Initials underneath.
Weather worn
Through sun and storm,
They’d pray for better days,
While a symbol of their love
Survives,
They are divided in malaise.
Incorrigibly,
A budding love
Sown of sweet intentions,
Sours as the spoil settles,
Soaking vinegars
In fallowed soils.
To this day we’ll never know
The details of their stories,
Except that long ago they shared
A moment, ...
#FirstLove
#bittersweet
452 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 7:01am
1st Jul 2020 7:01am
Ugly Little Creatures
O, Many Arms,
Embrace me,
May we marry odds and evens.
Mother said
We must make amends
If we’re to ever come to reason.
So gently,
May you smother me
And we can share each other’s breathing,
And listen how
Collectively,
Our many hearts are beating.
Learning life,
With love and laughter,
Was mother’s greatest lesson,
But Many Arms,
How we’re still at odds,
Even...
Embrace me,
May we marry odds and evens.
Mother said
We must make amends
If we’re to ever come to reason.
So gently,
May you smother me
And we can share each other’s breathing,
And listen how
Collectively,
Our many hearts are beating.
Learning life,
With love and laughter,
Was mother’s greatest lesson,
But Many Arms,
How we’re still at odds,
Even...
#politics
#monsters
#philosophical
289 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 2:38am
1st Jul 2020 2:38am
Sweetness
Candied kisses press the sense
As ships of sugary sail by.
The evening tides as morning rises
To sorbet streamed horizon lines.
Across the cliffs of tangerines,
Where mango fragrant summer breezes,
Steeps of golden honey sieves
In a thousand drips of sweetest dreams.
A pinch of sea salt in the air,
Ocean foams from far off where
Frosted brims of root beer froths,
And sherbet icebergs floating near
The beaches, lined in peach and limes,
Where lemon fronds and palm trees climb
Up high into the milky skies ...
As ships of sugary sail by.
The evening tides as morning rises
To sorbet streamed horizon lines.
Across the cliffs of tangerines,
Where mango fragrant summer breezes,
Steeps of golden honey sieves
In a thousand drips of sweetest dreams.
A pinch of sea salt in the air,
Ocean foams from far off where
Frosted brims of root beer froths,
And sherbet icebergs floating near
The beaches, lined in peach and limes,
Where lemon fronds and palm trees climb
Up high into the milky skies ...
#happiness
#sea
#beach
363 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Dec 2017 4:54am
13th Dec 2017 4:54am
another hit
another hit.
another hit.
another hit. ...
another hit.
another hit. ...
#drugs
#marijuana
917 reads
STORY POEM
Published
12th Dec 2017 8:39pm
12th Dec 2017 8:39pm
The Ever Descending Alice
Plunging down
Poor Alice sunk,
Pouring like a spout.
Is she falling down
Or falling up?
She calls for
"help!"
But none's about.
"I need to leave!"
A novel thought.
But Alice,
How she thinks too much.
"Is this place in,
"or is it out?"
It's a familiar space,
But without the stuff.
She’s within herself,
Staring deeply
In reflections,
And face to face,
As a pair of states, ...
Poor Alice sunk,
Pouring like a spout.
Is she falling down
Or falling up?
She calls for
"help!"
But none's about.
"I need to leave!"
A novel thought.
But Alice,
How she thinks too much.
"Is this place in,
"or is it out?"
It's a familiar space,
But without the stuff.
She’s within herself,
Staring deeply
In reflections,
And face to face,
As a pair of states, ...
#courage
539 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
12th Dec 2017 8:38pm
12th Dec 2017 8:38pm
The Rise and Shining Alice
As morning light shines through the curtains,
An apparition of this sunny May,
Souvenirs illuminate
Upon the shelves display.
And there,
Just above a wreath of lilacs,
So delicate, portrays
Postcards and a set of portraits
Of herself and all her friends.
Sweet Alice slumbers humbly,
Her bedside ticking twelves,
With silence interwoven,
Flowing golden in its wealth.
With each tick, a simper flinches
And she twitches ear to ear,
So soft as music...
An apparition of this sunny May,
Souvenirs illuminate
Upon the shelves display.
And there,
Just above a wreath of lilacs,
So delicate, portrays
Postcards and a set of portraits
Of herself and all her friends.
Sweet Alice slumbers humbly,
Her bedside ticking twelves,
With silence interwoven,
Flowing golden in its wealth.
With each tick, a simper flinches
And she twitches ear to ear,
So soft as music...
#PopCulture
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