Submissions by groovy_tuesdays
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2016 4:01pm
17th Jun 2016 4:01pm
this too
This too shall pass away
This will not last a lifetime
Severve drought
Coupled with heavy thirst
I beg my intuition
To stand guard
This too shall pass on
This feeling is indefinite
This too shall pass away
Arms length
To a new beginning
A new source of reason
A never ending wellspring
I beg and barter
I slowly wither
Into a dry and dispirited
Atmospheric pressure
This too will manifest a path
This too will saturate me
With strange ability
And persistence
Anyone can cross the desert...
This will not last a lifetime
Severve drought
Coupled with heavy thirst
I beg my intuition
To stand guard
This too shall pass on
This feeling is indefinite
This too shall pass away
Arms length
To a new beginning
A new source of reason
A never ending wellspring
I beg and barter
I slowly wither
Into a dry and dispirited
Atmospheric pressure
This too will manifest a path
This too will saturate me
With strange ability
And persistence
Anyone can cross the desert...
573 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Jun 2016 2:28pm
17th Jun 2016 2:28pm
shaman
Come to me
To reinvent the wheel and drop fire
To lead you to paradise
Come to me
In times of woe
To pray for the rains and drop fire
To lead you across the mountain
I am a spirit guide
A lone wolf
A healer
For a village overgrown
But also
A demonic force
A demi god
A necromancer
Come to me
In times of few and plenty
To speak in ragged tongue
And call for rains
To wash away the sin
To reinvent the wheel and drop fire
To lead you to paradise
Come to me
In times of woe
To pray for the rains and drop fire
To lead you across the mountain
I am a spirit guide
A lone wolf
A healer
For a village overgrown
But also
A demonic force
A demi god
A necromancer
Come to me
In times of few and plenty
To speak in ragged tongue
And call for rains
To wash away the sin
729 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jun 2016 3:44pm
16th Jun 2016 3:44pm
comedian
You'll make the room sing
You'll make them cry
Through true intention
You sway this energy to your whim
You take the mic
And dance around
Feel indifferent about a subject
With passive passion
Zero excitement anymore
It seems
Or perhaps all the excitement
You can handle
Back stage pacing
And green rooms
And drink tickets
It gets a little easier
When you slow it down
And shut it off
And let casual observations
Shake the room to tears
You'll make them cry
Through true intention
You sway this energy to your whim
You take the mic
And dance around
Feel indifferent about a subject
With passive passion
Zero excitement anymore
It seems
Or perhaps all the excitement
You can handle
Back stage pacing
And green rooms
And drink tickets
It gets a little easier
When you slow it down
And shut it off
And let casual observations
Shake the room to tears
538 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jun 2016 00:49am
16th Jun 2016 00:49am
e-motivate
I'm too hungry now
to wait for fakes
When I got things to check off
Dreams to catch
Ignorance to defy
Hunger to fill
Be patient
Be weary
Be aware
They can't hold you
You can survive it
Consume the negative
Exhale only the positive
Drive the fakes madcap
Make them regret
Not living this thing to the end
To the fullest
Like everyday was the first
to wait for fakes
When I got things to check off
Dreams to catch
Ignorance to defy
Hunger to fill
Be patient
Be weary
Be aware
They can't hold you
You can survive it
Consume the negative
Exhale only the positive
Drive the fakes madcap
Make them regret
Not living this thing to the end
To the fullest
Like everyday was the first
612 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jun 2016 3:27pm
15th Jun 2016 3:27pm
pine box
Turn of the season and I find no reason
To stay inside the pine box
Today feels like yesterday
And
I have to get out of here
And
I have no way out of here
And
Maybe I shouldn't think that way
You might want to follow suit
Because
I'm in hot persuit
Of a way out of here
Because
If I stay here
I will be the same person next year
Throw keys across the table
Hunger for adventure
Peel through the pine box
Take a step in the sunshine
And leave who I used to be
Behind
Turn of the season and I...
To stay inside the pine box
Today feels like yesterday
And
I have to get out of here
And
I have no way out of here
And
Maybe I shouldn't think that way
You might want to follow suit
Because
I'm in hot persuit
Of a way out of here
Because
If I stay here
I will be the same person next year
Throw keys across the table
Hunger for adventure
Peel through the pine box
Take a step in the sunshine
And leave who I used to be
Behind
Turn of the season and I...
801 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jun 2016 1:23am
15th Jun 2016 1:23am
Greatest of Love
The greatest of loves
are those raw loves
those simple loves
those loves you wish away
endlessly
because you want others
to be happier
than you
without you
endlessly
The greatest of lovers
are those sentimental lovers
those lovers under the covers
those lovers under the skin
because deep down
it's not so great
to keep such a lover
all to yourself
and you wish the world love
endlessly
right?
are those raw loves
those simple loves
those loves you wish away
endlessly
because you want others
to be happier
than you
without you
endlessly
The greatest of lovers
are those sentimental lovers
those lovers under the covers
those lovers under the skin
because deep down
it's not so great
to keep such a lover
all to yourself
and you wish the world love
endlessly
right?
611 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2016 4:30pm
14th Jun 2016 4:30pm
north carolina nights
Exhume this plume
Of noxious gas
From my tar caked lungs
I'm
Expeller pressed
Well dressed
Loser loner type
I
step onto the porch
Heat street
Alsphalt groaning
Imperfect night clouds
Light pollution
Thoughts of home
Ready for a night of fun
I guess
I'm expeller pressed
Under dressed
Loser loner type
Maybe I will
Of noxious gas
From my tar caked lungs
I'm
Expeller pressed
Well dressed
Loser loner type
I
step onto the porch
Heat street
Alsphalt groaning
Imperfect night clouds
Light pollution
Thoughts of home
Ready for a night of fun
I guess
I'm expeller pressed
Under dressed
Loser loner type
Maybe I will
522 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jun 2016 4:18pm
14th Jun 2016 4:18pm
Short mornings
Submit to me
your thoughts of anger
Your tired and true malice
I want to hear about the day
And caress away the worry
Long nights
on the clock
Rob your sanity
and break your attitudes
into sad
Spiteful
Broken
pieces
Of your beautiful personality
Empty dinner plates
Short mornings
Like a short fuse
Full of unspoken explosions
And subtle goodbyes
Young and old
We grew around the problem
Submit to me
Your callous remarks
Trust in me
To take all this anger in stride
your thoughts of anger
Your tired and true malice
I want to hear about the day
And caress away the worry
Long nights
on the clock
Rob your sanity
and break your attitudes
into sad
Spiteful
Broken
pieces
Of your beautiful personality
Empty dinner plates
Short mornings
Like a short fuse
Full of unspoken explosions
And subtle goodbyes
Young and old
We grew around the problem
Submit to me
Your callous remarks
Trust in me
To take all this anger in stride
582 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Jun 2016 4:16am
14th Jun 2016 4:16am
Fresh bones
Fresh bones
He wanders through the tapestry
Fresh bones
A nefarious old crow
Some say
A voodoo prince
In another realm
Here
In the tapestry
Without power
Without libation
He collects dusty yellow bones
Dead recollections
From the dreams of children
Fresh bones desires libation
To cross over
If only the living knew his name
He could try once more
His legacy was lost
Long ago
In another realm
Of the living
Buried alive
in a foggy forgotten grave
Deep beyond...
He wanders through the tapestry
Fresh bones
A nefarious old crow
Some say
A voodoo prince
In another realm
Here
In the tapestry
Without power
Without libation
He collects dusty yellow bones
Dead recollections
From the dreams of children
Fresh bones desires libation
To cross over
If only the living knew his name
He could try once more
His legacy was lost
Long ago
In another realm
Of the living
Buried alive
in a foggy forgotten grave
Deep beyond...
727 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2016 3:56am
14th Jun 2016 3:56am
the Patient
You could care less to fix me
Even at your best
We both know
I'm no miracle recovery
And you know best
All the time
You know
That I demand time
To set myself at odds
I demand affirmation
Like a needy little
disheartened patient
Quiet juxtaposition
Full of tidal waves
Waiting for you to return
Unable to crack
Like a code
Unable to walk away
Unscathed
I rest at the bottom of the ocean now
Waiting for you to come back
Locked in a cold world below you
Waiting to hear what's...
Even at your best
We both know
I'm no miracle recovery
And you know best
All the time
You know
That I demand time
To set myself at odds
I demand affirmation
Like a needy little
disheartened patient
Quiet juxtaposition
Full of tidal waves
Waiting for you to return
Unable to crack
Like a code
Unable to walk away
Unscathed
I rest at the bottom of the ocean now
Waiting for you to come back
Locked in a cold world below you
Waiting to hear what's...
969 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jun 2016 3:59pm
9th Jun 2016 3:59pm
Uncle Blue
No idea what to say or where to start
You left us high and dry in cold November blue, when leaves get wet and heavy like feelings... Rest easy. Rest peaceful now.
Now we have to rummage through a shoe box full of memories and piece it all together...
No idea who you are or who you were
You left on these spontaneous trips around the globe, trekking through piles of forgotten souls, but we never knew where you'd end up... We never knew much at all.
Now we have to divide your dreams and begin to ask questions about your character... None of this is...
You left us high and dry in cold November blue, when leaves get wet and heavy like feelings... Rest easy. Rest peaceful now.
Now we have to rummage through a shoe box full of memories and piece it all together...
No idea who you are or who you were
You left on these spontaneous trips around the globe, trekking through piles of forgotten souls, but we never knew where you'd end up... We never knew much at all.
Now we have to divide your dreams and begin to ask questions about your character... None of this is...
635 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jun 2016 3:43pm
9th Jun 2016 3:43pm
House was a Home
We didn't have a lot to spend
But certainly a lot to share
Even coffee grounds
Never went to waste
In our house
Our house was always a home
On rainy Sundays
It was episode after episode
Always new ideas to try
It was reimagining
A dusty neglected cupboard
Into a craft of sorts
Paper , scissors, glue
Endless amounts of time
And junk drawers
And pie recipes
We never had much to spend
But always plenty to give
On rainy days
we'd invite the world inside
For a warm cup
Time never went to...
But certainly a lot to share
Even coffee grounds
Never went to waste
In our house
Our house was always a home
On rainy Sundays
It was episode after episode
Always new ideas to try
It was reimagining
A dusty neglected cupboard
Into a craft of sorts
Paper , scissors, glue
Endless amounts of time
And junk drawers
And pie recipes
We never had much to spend
But always plenty to give
On rainy days
we'd invite the world inside
For a warm cup
Time never went to...
522 reads
4 Comments
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