Submissions by gazellemon (Bradley J)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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I <3 you mom
Words fall short,
Got me all out of sorts
of course I am talking about you mom,
It is because of you I know that I am blessed,
We both stress as we move through our lives,
Everything is not just fine,
Politics aside I can’t lie,
But as long as I have you as my light
I will be alright… We will be alright,
We will make it through these plights,
I know this because I know you,
You taught me the truth,
Taught me what to do- Yeah I screwed up
But you were there to pick me up
You have saved my life a number of...
Got me all out of sorts
of course I am talking about you mom,
It is because of you I know that I am blessed,
We both stress as we move through our lives,
Everything is not just fine,
Politics aside I can’t lie,
But as long as I have you as my light
I will be alright… We will be alright,
We will make it through these plights,
I know this because I know you,
You taught me the truth,
Taught me what to do- Yeah I screwed up
But you were there to pick me up
You have saved my life a number of...
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Rebirth
Feeling like I am not from earth,
a world above me,
struggling for worth,
but i better be ready to put in the work,
shit is crazy,
daily i rehearsed,
old rituals fail me,
cast me off the curb
into the dirt,
so i speak these words,
keep it deep,
and just observe,
repeatedly just so I can learn,
my place in the universe,
I want rebirth,
tell me which is worse,
being alive
too afraid to try,
or never being alive
till my demise,
look me in the eye,
tell me what you...
a world above me,
struggling for worth,
but i better be ready to put in the work,
shit is crazy,
daily i rehearsed,
old rituals fail me,
cast me off the curb
into the dirt,
so i speak these words,
keep it deep,
and just observe,
repeatedly just so I can learn,
my place in the universe,
I want rebirth,
tell me which is worse,
being alive
too afraid to try,
or never being alive
till my demise,
look me in the eye,
tell me what you...
757 reads
2 Comments
It. Could. Be. Easy.
Trying is an excuse I use,
An idealized commitment,
But in reality-
I’ve already dismissed it…
What do I do but travel in circles,
Well practiced rituals,
With well-spoken words,
Relearning the same lessons,
Reciting right answers,
To the same questions,
Over and over again,
But nothing changes,
As I try to find my balance,
Challenge the dualities,
I just want to be,
Believe me I see,
It.
Could.
Be.
Easy.
if I Let the stream
Within my mind
Float by,
Forgetting the ‘I’
Let impulse subside,...
An idealized commitment,
But in reality-
I’ve already dismissed it…
What do I do but travel in circles,
Well practiced rituals,
With well-spoken words,
Relearning the same lessons,
Reciting right answers,
To the same questions,
Over and over again,
But nothing changes,
As I try to find my balance,
Challenge the dualities,
I just want to be,
Believe me I see,
It.
Could.
Be.
Easy.
if I Let the stream
Within my mind
Float by,
Forgetting the ‘I’
Let impulse subside,...
711 reads
3 Comments
Similar Sounds Knowing No Bounds
fray my edges,
twist my senses,
subtle sentences,
circumvent the fences,
don't settle for reinvention,
fabricate something new,
and come bouncing back,
a kangaroo,
so I don't need the news,
I stay tuned to the movements,
the vibrations of a nation,
waitin' for change,
like I am working the pavement,
slaving,
slumming,
dumb and
not giving a fuck,
I am done
my soul is hungry,
I don't want to need,
but I fiend love!
I may tree hug,
a free dove,
as I land on the peak of,
freedom.
twist my senses,
subtle sentences,
circumvent the fences,
don't settle for reinvention,
fabricate something new,
and come bouncing back,
a kangaroo,
so I don't need the news,
I stay tuned to the movements,
the vibrations of a nation,
waitin' for change,
like I am working the pavement,
slaving,
slumming,
dumb and
not giving a fuck,
I am done
my soul is hungry,
I don't want to need,
but I fiend love!
I may tree hug,
a free dove,
as I land on the peak of,
freedom.
560 reads
1 Comment
Key Lime Pie
lazy Saturdays
seeping up the signal,
days wading in the sun,
the mind strays to criminal,
so we shoot the shit,
and keep it original,
keep eyes on the visual,
like key lime pies,
irresistible..
seeping up the signal,
days wading in the sun,
the mind strays to criminal,
so we shoot the shit,
and keep it original,
keep eyes on the visual,
like key lime pies,
irresistible..
686 reads
1 Comment
Home inside Headphones
Big sounds are following me,
deep melodies swallowing me,
releasing me,
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
I am an actor,
this world is my set,
when i get comfortable,
I will gain respect.
I can't run from reality,
don't doubt that i tried,
but now i find the last frontier,
is hidden behind my hazy eyes,
its crazy I don't know what lies inside,
This home of mine,
I've grown and will die,
but i hope I may understand,
this soul within my body,
music seems to be a remedy,
Dancing ...
deep melodies swallowing me,
releasing me,
making me realize,
home is where the headphones are.
I am an actor,
this world is my set,
when i get comfortable,
I will gain respect.
I can't run from reality,
don't doubt that i tried,
but now i find the last frontier,
is hidden behind my hazy eyes,
its crazy I don't know what lies inside,
This home of mine,
I've grown and will die,
but i hope I may understand,
this soul within my body,
music seems to be a remedy,
Dancing ...
553 reads
4 Comments
Fleeting Grace of a Heroine
.slowly..
..stumbling..
her white robes laced in day old snow,
though different chemicals
weigh down her soul,
Even so,
she presses her knees to her temple floor,
alone the candle glow cast shadows
and they are growing,
moving and.. dancing.
A trance scene...
with no serenity
she self-sacrifices her soul on the steeple,
frosted steel seals the deal,
releasing the evil within a needle,
so there is nothing left to...
..stumbling..
her white robes laced in day old snow,
though different chemicals
weigh down her soul,
Even so,
she presses her knees to her temple floor,
alone the candle glow cast shadows
and they are growing,
moving and.. dancing.
A trance scene...
with no serenity
she self-sacrifices her soul on the steeple,
frosted steel seals the deal,
releasing the evil within a needle,
so there is nothing left to...
582 reads
2 Comments
well adjusted words
i got my hazey eyes,
crazy? maybe.
debatably lazy,
lately wondering...
who am I?
just one man,
with many dreams,
diving deep in daily fantasies,
maybe not well fitted to function..
but phonetically free forming-
at least these words are well adjusted...
crazy? maybe.
debatably lazy,
lately wondering...
who am I?
just one man,
with many dreams,
diving deep in daily fantasies,
maybe not well fitted to function..
but phonetically free forming-
at least these words are well adjusted...
571 reads
1 Comment
I seek to find us one
white caps and deep blues,
moving by the pull of the moon,
waves never breaking,
fluidly rearranging,
this eternal primordial brew.
teams of droplets raptured by the bath of sunbeams,
a solar stream reflecting off of everything I see,
teeming with energy,
From Sun to son
I seek to find us one.
moving by the pull of the moon,
waves never breaking,
fluidly rearranging,
this eternal primordial brew.
teams of droplets raptured by the bath of sunbeams,
a solar stream reflecting off of everything I see,
teeming with energy,
From Sun to son
I seek to find us one.
487 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by gazellemon (Bradley J)