Submissions by groovy_tuesdays
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
CoWorker
I find the best course of action now
is to be passively indirect
like a shady coworker
who avoids the petty guilt of Donut day
by taking two frosted ones
and sneaking back to his cubicle
there was a time
at least
when sheepish pride didn't keep me at bay
from interfering
and leering
and engineering
ways to score the courage points
by being blunt
now these days hang low
and bestow
a sense of careless disposition
I require
no volition
or reasons to come in early
sometimes I just roll around in bed...
is to be passively indirect
like a shady coworker
who avoids the petty guilt of Donut day
by taking two frosted ones
and sneaking back to his cubicle
there was a time
at least
when sheepish pride didn't keep me at bay
from interfering
and leering
and engineering
ways to score the courage points
by being blunt
now these days hang low
and bestow
a sense of careless disposition
I require
no volition
or reasons to come in early
sometimes I just roll around in bed...
562 reads
2 Comments
Sailor's wit
I'll sleep in hallways
and make my dreams dirty
like my clothes
and my garbage bag suitcase
and my sailor's wit
I desert my post
wander around Main St.
for a bit of people watching
and something to eat
I'll walk for eons
and make my feet dirty
like my shoes
taking only my garbage bag suitcase
and my sailor's wit
and make my dreams dirty
like my clothes
and my garbage bag suitcase
and my sailor's wit
I desert my post
wander around Main St.
for a bit of people watching
and something to eat
I'll walk for eons
and make my feet dirty
like my shoes
taking only my garbage bag suitcase
and my sailor's wit
474 reads
2 Comments
Indian Summer
Comes around
in bits and spans
covers the ground
in scripts and plans
like all of this
will even exist
next summer
we took a short while
to explore ourselves
but we always take a while longer
to appreciate time
or
we ignore it completely
and idly
waste away the day
in that familiar way
until it's gone forever
now summer has come and gone
humid days break autumn dawn
we reach back
like toddlers
we react lightly
with fodder
we brush off cold snaps
with daydreams
black...
in bits and spans
covers the ground
in scripts and plans
like all of this
will even exist
next summer
we took a short while
to explore ourselves
but we always take a while longer
to appreciate time
or
we ignore it completely
and idly
waste away the day
in that familiar way
until it's gone forever
now summer has come and gone
humid days break autumn dawn
we reach back
like toddlers
we react lightly
with fodder
we brush off cold snaps
with daydreams
black...
465 reads
1 Comment
eye guess
I don't normally get into it
Or adopt it
Or save it as my
Only saving grace
Or try
For some reason
To hold onto it
All over again
For too long
I live a tiny lie
Its been a while
For that perspective
To creep back into my sights
Like a slow beating drum
To conflict my reasoning
To control me and
my futuristic outlooks
To recollect
my persona
To fasten my ideals
To my ideal future self
I guess its been a while
I guess time will tell
Who that person really is
Truth in the mirror
I say...
Or adopt it
Or save it as my
Only saving grace
Or try
For some reason
To hold onto it
All over again
For too long
I live a tiny lie
Its been a while
For that perspective
To creep back into my sights
Like a slow beating drum
To conflict my reasoning
To control me and
my futuristic outlooks
To recollect
my persona
To fasten my ideals
To my ideal future self
I guess its been a while
I guess time will tell
Who that person really is
Truth in the mirror
I say...
550 reads
0 Comments
I want a lot of things...
Hold me close
Help me to heal
I want you here right now
To help me feel
I want a lot of things
Without you
I'm not ready
To wander off
I'm nice and steady
I'm a nice and easy person
To run to
When things die off
And seasons rearrange
When loves wither
When feelings change
Help me out of here
Help me back in
I need you to feel this
I need to reel this
I want a lot of things
To come back
Without you
Times they fade
Like obscure hours
You could have stayed...
Help me to heal
I want you here right now
To help me feel
I want a lot of things
Without you
I'm not ready
To wander off
I'm nice and steady
I'm a nice and easy person
To run to
When things die off
And seasons rearrange
When loves wither
When feelings change
Help me out of here
Help me back in
I need you to feel this
I need to reel this
I want a lot of things
To come back
Without you
Times they fade
Like obscure hours
You could have stayed...
539 reads
1 Comment
Cold air girl
She rests in an atmosphere
Of quiet time
She takes small steps
To realize her faults
Who could cage such a being?
Who would allow her eyes to dim
Without light
In a world full of vacant shadows
To perish
Without guidance
She has everything I need
She has such a special pull
A luminous gravity
A situational instinct
To progress humanity forward
Into the light
Of her life
She won't see this
She wouldn't dare
Bring it forth
And save the pages
For a later read
We missed a little time...
Of quiet time
She takes small steps
To realize her faults
Who could cage such a being?
Who would allow her eyes to dim
Without light
In a world full of vacant shadows
To perish
Without guidance
She has everything I need
She has such a special pull
A luminous gravity
A situational instinct
To progress humanity forward
Into the light
Of her life
She won't see this
She wouldn't dare
Bring it forth
And save the pages
For a later read
We missed a little time...
634 reads
2 Comments
Dangerous to Dream
Its dangerous to dream, young man
Its dangerous to coax yourself
Out of that 9-5
And live your wildest realities
Here we have a goal
A set plan in your stars
A destination for your arms
Weight off of our backs
We love to know your dangerous dreams
We love to hear them falter under the weight
Of reality
It calls you
Like a phony message
It consumes you
To think like us
If you search far and wide
We are everywhere
And we welcome you
To shake your dangerous dreams
We urge you...
Its dangerous to coax yourself
Out of that 9-5
And live your wildest realities
Here we have a goal
A set plan in your stars
A destination for your arms
Weight off of our backs
We love to know your dangerous dreams
We love to hear them falter under the weight
Of reality
It calls you
Like a phony message
It consumes you
To think like us
If you search far and wide
We are everywhere
And we welcome you
To shake your dangerous dreams
We urge you...
535 reads
1 Comment
Buck's grove
I do not drive it
But I drink cold beer
I listen to my tunes
On a hand radio
And I survive it
From my porch
The world spins forward
I got time
I got a few clouds
With names carved inside
Thoughts
Taking me for a midnight dive
Off the side of a lawn chair
I'm thinking about the whole thing
Lately
The worry
Lately
The workday
Lately
My old lady
Hates me
Shady trees
Burning bills
radio fuzz sunset
Lazy dog
Songs play on
Old southern twang
...
But I drink cold beer
I listen to my tunes
On a hand radio
And I survive it
From my porch
The world spins forward
I got time
I got a few clouds
With names carved inside
Thoughts
Taking me for a midnight dive
Off the side of a lawn chair
I'm thinking about the whole thing
Lately
The worry
Lately
The workday
Lately
My old lady
Hates me
Shady trees
Burning bills
radio fuzz sunset
Lazy dog
Songs play on
Old southern twang
...
589 reads
0 Comments
Up in the Loft
Sexy mama, dangerous baby
Liquor store cigarette
Two dollar bowl cut
Thighs like dynamite
Up in the silk screen loft
With those
Honey dripped hips
Those huntress lips
Those feminine smells
Legs entwined
Like roots
To the hip
Pushy girl
Likes to bite the lip
Bushy girl
Likes to lose her grip
And fling around glass
In heat of fashion
Sultry pose
Perched for danger
Stings the nose
big white anger
We knock over chandeliers
And paint the walls in musk
Sexy mama, dangerous...
Liquor store cigarette
Two dollar bowl cut
Thighs like dynamite
Up in the silk screen loft
With those
Honey dripped hips
Those huntress lips
Those feminine smells
Legs entwined
Like roots
To the hip
Pushy girl
Likes to bite the lip
Bushy girl
Likes to lose her grip
And fling around glass
In heat of fashion
Sultry pose
Perched for danger
Stings the nose
big white anger
We knock over chandeliers
And paint the walls in musk
Sexy mama, dangerous...
629 reads
0 Comments
Scorpion
As their words unfurl into delicate prose, she takes a hot second to systematically digress. During this shift she composes her elbows beneath the table out of taught politeness. He takes notice.
He continues to ramble on in confident fancy. She slightly admires this affluent surge of personality, but only from a dissectable distance. she is far too skiddish around her own shadow to act upon social cues. He must assume control for her to falter. Whims are tested.
He slowly pulls his life away. She worries. Conversational magnetism is deflected back into her realm. He...
He continues to ramble on in confident fancy. She slightly admires this affluent surge of personality, but only from a dissectable distance. she is far too skiddish around her own shadow to act upon social cues. He must assume control for her to falter. Whims are tested.
He slowly pulls his life away. She worries. Conversational magnetism is deflected back into her realm. He...
630 reads
2 Comments
So precious
The way you screw up sometimes
In a letter,
and you scribble out an important word
It's
the way you improve on a previous statement
and leave me hanging
This is in no way close to home
this will in no way coexist
but please,
for my eyes,
correct a word
and gently persist
with what you needed to say
I value your word
your world
and it's important to me
to hear it right the first time
I've been holding on
like a one person show,
like a delicate crazy person,
able to crumble like...
In a letter,
and you scribble out an important word
It's
the way you improve on a previous statement
and leave me hanging
This is in no way close to home
this will in no way coexist
but please,
for my eyes,
correct a word
and gently persist
with what you needed to say
I value your word
your world
and it's important to me
to hear it right the first time
I've been holding on
like a one person show,
like a delicate crazy person,
able to crumble like...
522 reads
1 Comment
the Plains
Drafted into unnecessary heart ache
Grafted unto me a sense of place
New to the game
A lion never stays the same
A million ways
Pull strays
To the playing field
Never felt an energy
Such as this
Never felt so alive
In such a dead space
Draining this heart of richness
Training my pain in fitness
This too shall please the lion
New to the game
It all matches
It all snatches
Prey from the field
Dismay from the heart
Never felt this real
This alive
This hungry...
Grafted unto me a sense of place
New to the game
A lion never stays the same
A million ways
Pull strays
To the playing field
Never felt an energy
Such as this
Never felt so alive
In such a dead space
Draining this heart of richness
Training my pain in fitness
This too shall please the lion
New to the game
It all matches
It all snatches
Prey from the field
Dismay from the heart
Never felt this real
This alive
This hungry...
637 reads
1 Comment
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