Submissions by jIMNUT_rOARIN
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Clumsy gestured strange silence before paneled Judge. Much timetraveled lag, thus employment land ownership not possible. Plastified button, electribright screen lost - A return to desert rocks made, backstroke flowing unto Far Depths once forever again.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Apr 2014 7:13am
5th Apr 2014 7:13am
Odd Jottings: The Green Notebook / Stupid (***Filler***)
**Ongoing piece. See comment below.***
***Last added: April 12***
Dammit Jimnut,
You can’t mix beer with vanilla yoghurt,
And still expect to have a disco-floor body!
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I find existence in the real world quite difficult.
It takes me weeks to arrange a 1 hour appointment.
I might restock a necessary household food staple,
In about a month or so...
I only half-materialised...
A transporter malfunction or something...
...
***Last added: April 12***
Dammit Jimnut,
You can’t mix beer with vanilla yoghurt,
And still expect to have a disco-floor body!
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I find existence in the real world quite difficult.
It takes me weeks to arrange a 1 hour appointment.
I might restock a necessary household food staple,
In about a month or so...
I only half-materialised...
A transporter malfunction or something...
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Apr 2014 6:04am
5th Apr 2014 6:04am
Odd Jottings: The Green Notebook / Serious
**Ongoing piece. See comment below.***
***Last added: April 10***
Sometimes the trees watch over you
Sometimes they are the Spiritual Beings
Watching to see what you do with this world.
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My moaty glass was imperious,
Like skyscrapers gleaming in the sun.
And the way it turned through my body,
Was like the entirety of all human knowledge,
Building those skyscrapers up.
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I feel too far from the regular
For my...
***Last added: April 10***
Sometimes the trees watch over you
Sometimes they are the Spiritual Beings
Watching to see what you do with this world.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
My moaty glass was imperious,
Like skyscrapers gleaming in the sun.
And the way it turned through my body,
Was like the entirety of all human knowledge,
Building those skyscrapers up.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I feel too far from the regular
For my...
782 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Mar 2014 10:59am
30th Mar 2014 10:59am
I'm Only Looking For You...
I'm only in love for you...
I'm only looking for you...
Your bangs like sunset hedges
Your eyes like sheep in the field
A douse of freckles like afternoon meadows
Lips so gentle like sparrow feather
When you kiss you are as fountain glimmers
Your warmth as valleys green and summer
You hold me as wandering fence and pebbly stream
Your lap alures as wheat tops wisping on the hill
Your scent a quilt of thin petals and pollen curls
Your breath a marshy hum with warm mist
Your movement as first stars over far clumpy tree
Your...
I'm only looking for you...
Your bangs like sunset hedges
Your eyes like sheep in the field
A douse of freckles like afternoon meadows
Lips so gentle like sparrow feather
When you kiss you are as fountain glimmers
Your warmth as valleys green and summer
You hold me as wandering fence and pebbly stream
Your lap alures as wheat tops wisping on the hill
Your scent a quilt of thin petals and pollen curls
Your breath a marshy hum with warm mist
Your movement as first stars over far clumpy tree
Your...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2014 5:16am
29th Mar 2014 5:16am
We Had That Room... (***Filler***)
we had a messy room
the people we had over
and the nights that were done
all the different cums
all the spilled drinks
all the crumbs of narcotic
the floor had quite a caking...
forensics academies could offer
full-time college-level programs
just on our room alone
thousands of hybrid microbial species
came and went by the year
yet all was calm and contained
holy and delivered
when it finally ended
the people we had over
and the nights that were done
all the different cums
all the spilled drinks
all the crumbs of narcotic
the floor had quite a caking...
forensics academies could offer
full-time college-level programs
just on our room alone
thousands of hybrid microbial species
came and went by the year
yet all was calm and contained
holy and delivered
when it finally ended
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2014 12:44pm
28th Mar 2014 12:44pm
Night and Sky
He went outside the other night.
And just stood there looking at the sky.
He told us that he forgot what the sky was...
Well of course his intellect was in tact,
He knew what was the Earth and the weather and the atmosphere,
And all the stars and the galaxies and the universe.
He just couldn't remember
What he was supposed to get out of the sky.
What am I supposed to get out of it?, he thought.
What am I supposed to see when I look at it?
He liked the look of the sky.
How it was a reflection,
Of stillness, of...
And just stood there looking at the sky.
He told us that he forgot what the sky was...
Well of course his intellect was in tact,
He knew what was the Earth and the weather and the atmosphere,
And all the stars and the galaxies and the universe.
He just couldn't remember
What he was supposed to get out of the sky.
What am I supposed to get out of it?, he thought.
What am I supposed to see when I look at it?
He liked the look of the sky.
How it was a reflection,
Of stillness, of...
#sky
#night
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Mar 2014 4:08am
27th Mar 2014 4:08am
You Must Remember...
Before you begin to yell at someone
In the fluster of daylight hour
You must remember those open night skies
In the meadows of high forests
And the breathing of that wind
Flowing the far trees
The stars in their fixtures
Mysterious and arranged
How all of it was built together
To become an Infinity
How all of it is a part
To remain an Eternity
That sharp moment in the slight-lit dark
Where you are diminished and secured
So shortly, but Forever.
These scenes you must remember from time to time......
In the fluster of daylight hour
You must remember those open night skies
In the meadows of high forests
And the breathing of that wind
Flowing the far trees
The stars in their fixtures
Mysterious and arranged
How all of it was built together
To become an Infinity
How all of it is a part
To remain an Eternity
That sharp moment in the slight-lit dark
Where you are diminished and secured
So shortly, but Forever.
These scenes you must remember from time to time......
743 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Mar 2014 4:34am
26th Mar 2014 4:34am
A Look Back (***Filler***)
Letters to Editors
Letters to Government
Letters to Lovers
Letters to Enemies
Where oh where, did the Poetry and Essays go?
Somewhere tucked in the cerebrate gut
So perhaps the next batch of animal carriers
Will forsake the noon-day lust
And scribble their exams
To become Truer Controllers
We need to rule the carpentry
Once built, to serve forever
I'm still an adole-scent
The Screen Saver still amazes...
But I suppose there are rules
And my uselessnesses will be punished
In these...
Letters to Government
Letters to Lovers
Letters to Enemies
Where oh where, did the Poetry and Essays go?
Somewhere tucked in the cerebrate gut
So perhaps the next batch of animal carriers
Will forsake the noon-day lust
And scribble their exams
To become Truer Controllers
We need to rule the carpentry
Once built, to serve forever
I'm still an adole-scent
The Screen Saver still amazes...
But I suppose there are rules
And my uselessnesses will be punished
In these...
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6 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
25th Mar 2014 12:37pm
25th Mar 2014 12:37pm
Time-Travelers Have Entered my Home! (***Filler***)
And I thought the time-travelers arrived in the form of strange insects, coughing fits and equipment malfunction...
The Scene of the Crime
"Yes officer, I can assure you I am completely serious here. The time-travelers have entered my apartment. First they physically entered, disguised as some hydro company worker who had to enter my apartment to test the fire alarm or something, in which case they injected nanobots into the electrical wiring of my room, which then, a few hours later, caused my computer to crash!
And then later, the...
The Scene of the Crime
"Yes officer, I can assure you I am completely serious here. The time-travelers have entered my apartment. First they physically entered, disguised as some hydro company worker who had to enter my apartment to test the fire alarm or something, in which case they injected nanobots into the electrical wiring of my room, which then, a few hours later, caused my computer to crash!
And then later, the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Mar 2014 5:02am
24th Mar 2014 5:02am
So my last dying words...
"The stupidity I found with this world...
That there is punishment to the soul...
For just getting drunk and being capable...
That some kind of greater party will begin...
That true connection can only occur...
When you have partaken of the difficult
and uncomfortable...
This mistakeness has caused much mishap!
Too many spoiled yards out of the wilderness!
Oh the death-cries of the middle-class children!
But even though these transgressions...
Despite the misuse of the set energy...
Why again must...
That there is punishment to the soul...
For just getting drunk and being capable...
That some kind of greater party will begin...
That true connection can only occur...
When you have partaken of the difficult
and uncomfortable...
This mistakeness has caused much mishap!
Too many spoiled yards out of the wilderness!
Oh the death-cries of the middle-class children!
But even though these transgressions...
Despite the misuse of the set energy...
Why again must...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Mar 2014 5:58am
23rd Mar 2014 5:58am
The Madman Enters the Airport (Part 1, 2 and 3) (***Filler***)
PART ONE: Two Initial Scenes
"Get out of the way, you clumsy buffoon!", belched the trendy hipster trend-setter twitching anxiously behind him, "You're taking too long at the self-service check-in kiosk! Don't you know anything about social courtesy?!"
And so the madman replies:
"Well even the high horse gets sent to the jelly factory one of these days..."
And with that, the madman grabs his baggage tags and moves on, calmly without a huff.
Then later on, at the x-ray conveyor belt:
"Excuse me sir," the...
"Get out of the way, you clumsy buffoon!", belched the trendy hipster trend-setter twitching anxiously behind him, "You're taking too long at the self-service check-in kiosk! Don't you know anything about social courtesy?!"
And so the madman replies:
"Well even the high horse gets sent to the jelly factory one of these days..."
And with that, the madman grabs his baggage tags and moves on, calmly without a huff.
Then later on, at the x-ray conveyor belt:
"Excuse me sir," the...
786 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2014 5:46am
22nd Mar 2014 5:46am
Rough Medley (The Torments)
I have been there too
When the sugary streams
Become slunken fields of thorn.
Poison after-tasted in the thought,
The horrible thought that things must end,
That things must be brought down.
'Tis a delusion of the neurons, I'm told...
But these necessary trials of waterfalling fierce incapacities,
Everything wrong and getting worse,
Though I drown in the softness of lips,
I'm still standing guard at those little points of sharpness.
We can still make something of this shape and fleshes...
I'm still there,
And I'll never...
When the sugary streams
Become slunken fields of thorn.
Poison after-tasted in the thought,
The horrible thought that things must end,
That things must be brought down.
'Tis a delusion of the neurons, I'm told...
But these necessary trials of waterfalling fierce incapacities,
Everything wrong and getting worse,
Though I drown in the softness of lips,
I'm still standing guard at those little points of sharpness.
We can still make something of this shape and fleshes...
I'm still there,
And I'll never...
739 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2014 5:35am
21st Mar 2014 5:35am
Anger of Spring
Among the currents of run-off,
Fury through the rocks,
To every corner reached;
All once easily passable,
Now too great a leap...
"What?," demands the wandery soul,
"What, is in this wait and worry
And watching at the sides?
What in our refraining
Beside these increasing impossibilities
Is there to learn and be taught?"
And the old elder of the voice in the wind,
Through the bending branches,
Her voice steady, violent,
Yet in that reliability, calm,
Thus replied,
...
Fury through the rocks,
To every corner reached;
All once easily passable,
Now too great a leap...
"What?," demands the wandery soul,
"What, is in this wait and worry
And watching at the sides?
What in our refraining
Beside these increasing impossibilities
Is there to learn and be taught?"
And the old elder of the voice in the wind,
Through the bending branches,
Her voice steady, violent,
Yet in that reliability, calm,
Thus replied,
...
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