Submissions by graham_brodie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
gentle way
there is a dove still
sat alone frost like feet slow upon tin
chimney smoke
choked heat warming feathers night
inside a small heart pumps light
flaming the wee birds eyes
through a gloomy society bright
reaching me sleeping
past midnight
sat alone frost like feet slow upon tin
chimney smoke
choked heat warming feathers night
inside a small heart pumps light
flaming the wee birds eyes
through a gloomy society bright
reaching me sleeping
past midnight
#birds
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milk of the tree
is there any bread in the free bin i wonder
for my tea tonight to halt my hunger
you on the bus glued to your screen
making me want to kiss you to free youyou
knives sharp like your tongue placed calmly on the dinner table
on white lace before boss repeats grace
don't hit your lover tonight
don't hit your lover tonight
so you're on your own with your phone
get over yourself reach inside to realize your never alone
stand up off your work seat and walk far far away ...
for my tea tonight to halt my hunger
you on the bus glued to your screen
making me want to kiss you to free youyou
knives sharp like your tongue placed calmly on the dinner table
on white lace before boss repeats grace
don't hit your lover tonight
don't hit your lover tonight
so you're on your own with your phone
get over yourself reach inside to realize your never alone
stand up off your work seat and walk far far away ...
#nature
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fins and tails swishing
watch your lies
fishes eyes
on and on and on and on
round the grave
round the christmas gravy
what did he say the good man maybe
as the horses play
break
leaving for work
leaving for good
remember to bring home some food
for the kids dear
for the kids
slipped out a back door
like smoke through the mirror
walked to the shop
down by the blood red screaming river
fishes eyes
on and on and on and on
round the grave
round the christmas gravy
what did he say the good man maybe
as the horses play
break
leaving for work
leaving for good
remember to bring home some food
for the kids dear
for the kids
slipped out a back door
like smoke through the mirror
walked to the shop
down by the blood red screaming river
#conflict
#lies
#betrayal
#choices
#deception
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your family
dont wake up
me when i sleep boy
dont try to fool me
when i walk girl
dont eat away your family
find your family
me when i sleep boy
dont try to fool me
when i walk girl
dont eat away your family
find your family
#confusion
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higher
buzzing up into the air
looking over the streets
hearing the beats
banging like dustbin lids
with the kids fighting and fucking dancing
throwing flowers to float
balloon like through the sparkled night
looking over the streets
hearing the beats
banging like dustbin lids
with the kids fighting and fucking dancing
throwing flowers to float
balloon like through the sparkled night
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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dootae
peace and quiet in the green
all the food serene, green
no meat
no murder
not all this planet is death
no stress
so find your way (it's there hidden behind your fears)
to your heart today
all the food serene, green
no meat
no murder
not all this planet is death
no stress
so find your way (it's there hidden behind your fears)
to your heart today
#PopCulture
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passing through the fields of reeds
from the river to the desert
we breathe the field of reeds
as the sent in the air changes
our life rearranges
adapts as we bop bouncing
like snakes navigating a river
trusting our truths only
to shed our character
so we arrive where the river runs
to kiss the deserts mouth
conscious of our death
drowned by love in birth
we breathe the field of reeds
as the sent in the air changes
our life rearranges
adapts as we bop bouncing
like snakes navigating a river
trusting our truths only
to shed our character
so we arrive where the river runs
to kiss the deserts mouth
conscious of our death
drowned by love in birth
#love
#birth
#death
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out there, beyond
golden sails upon
creaking bold oak masts
fore and aft
adorn the wooden salt soaked ship
as she rolled black seas
her cargo tight below
dry within the darkness
silent amongst men
battering through paths
plotted far behind
scored upon flax maps
followed wearing a cloak so dark
making night light up
like fire in the skies
lightening striking all around
as nature tightened her ties
with what is will be
so onwards the ship will sail
silent unseen
fulfilling her destiny to be free
creaking bold oak masts
fore and aft
adorn the wooden salt soaked ship
as she rolled black seas
her cargo tight below
dry within the darkness
silent amongst men
battering through paths
plotted far behind
scored upon flax maps
followed wearing a cloak so dark
making night light up
like fire in the skies
lightening striking all around
as nature tightened her ties
with what is will be
so onwards the ship will sail
silent unseen
fulfilling her destiny to be free
#ShortStory
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wild inclusion
with the hammering rolling
like seas shown me by night
spirits light the way
so open
so say
songs protected
till today knowing
tomorrow pops seal-like
flipping flopping
loving
freeing
spray-fresh
like the summers
rain-soaked
cold sparkling winters day
like seas shown me by night
spirits light the way
so open
so say
songs protected
till today knowing
tomorrow pops seal-like
flipping flopping
loving
freeing
spray-fresh
like the summers
rain-soaked
cold sparkling winters day
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#curse
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kelp
thrown out of a nest
over the high high cliffs falling
face first through showering lies
to rest
beneath waves so dark
no light will visit my soul
drowning
at last
amongst sharkes blue/grey
kissing through trees of brown golden kelp
like the truthful stories bloom
to say
while rolling, darting full
tall
with eyes like angels wings
miraculous and shimmering
watching over me
lovingly curious
somehow holding my spirit
as I cease to fall
over the high high cliffs falling
face first through showering lies
to rest
beneath waves so dark
no light will visit my soul
drowning
at last
amongst sharkes blue/grey
kissing through trees of brown golden kelp
like the truthful stories bloom
to say
while rolling, darting full
tall
with eyes like angels wings
miraculous and shimmering
watching over me
lovingly curious
somehow holding my spirit
as I cease to fall
#PopCulture
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murder poets
paper piles in neat folders
dust
dead
yet organised for the campaign
to be forced like mistakes upon eager listeners
dust
dead
yet organised for the campaign
to be forced like mistakes upon eager listeners
#PopCulture
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Pecienis
Fiddler on your roof
Horse the mellow
Truth ( nothing is in my mind)
I take in, the pecienis jumps at the sky
Long lost child , shines.
Hidden in old places
Dark always dark to view
Returning smelling Victoria
Hammered and left
Un kissed
Not fed
Horse the mellow
Truth ( nothing is in my mind)
I take in, the pecienis jumps at the sky
Long lost child , shines.
Hidden in old places
Dark always dark to view
Returning smelling Victoria
Hammered and left
Un kissed
Not fed
#love
#romantic
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#sexy
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