Submissions by javalini
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
Yesterday 2:17pm
Yesterday 2:17pm
DRUNK
I was drunk
on what you were,
drunk
on the scent
of your hair,
your skin,
drunk on every step,
on every simple gesture,
drunk on your lips
pulling on a cigarette
or your bare feet
on the dash
or your hand
on your hip
or in your pocket
or you
just standing
cool in the summer sun
and I was staggered,
stupefied
every time
your blue eyes
found mine
and even now
when I think of
something
you did or said
or of you
sprawled easy
in the cool sheets
of...
on what you were,
drunk
on the scent
of your hair,
your skin,
drunk on every step,
on every simple gesture,
drunk on your lips
pulling on a cigarette
or your bare feet
on the dash
or your hand
on your hip
or in your pocket
or you
just standing
cool in the summer sun
and I was staggered,
stupefied
every time
your blue eyes
found mine
and even now
when I think of
something
you did or said
or of you
sprawled easy
in the cool sheets
of...
#beauty
#love
#memories
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2024 00:34am
1st Oct 2024 00:34am
REST HOME
this is where
mind
and body
betray
the soul
and the soul,
fed up with their bullshit,
finally departs,
letting the skin
go yellow
where
the scent
is ammonia
laced with pee
and the learned,
having forgotten,
carry empty
wallets
and nurture dolls
passed one
cold, bony hand
to another
this is
the final bend
in the long road,
the dark promise
fate whispered
in the
infant ear,
fulfilled
this is where ...
mind
and body
betray
the soul
and the soul,
fed up with their bullshit,
finally departs,
letting the skin
go yellow
where
the scent
is ammonia
laced with pee
and the learned,
having forgotten,
carry empty
wallets
and nurture dolls
passed one
cold, bony hand
to another
this is
the final bend
in the long road,
the dark promise
fate whispered
in the
infant ear,
fulfilled
this is where ...
#aging
#death
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th Sep 2024 1:23am
12th Sep 2024 1:23am
SUN PRAYER 2
i was born
for sun’s
deepest blue
and brightest green
and I am light as air
in this bright day,
translucent,
my star's fire
shining through
bones
bright as glass,
shimmering
in ordinary
holy light,
and every
thought
is both poem
and prayer,
and this
litany
is my song,
a mantra
sung to the sun,
and all horror is
dissolved
as i am melded
Into
Ra’s sweet
cloudless
blue
for sun’s
deepest blue
and brightest green
and I am light as air
in this bright day,
translucent,
my star's fire
shining through
bones
bright as glass,
shimmering
in ordinary
holy light,
and every
thought
is both poem
and prayer,
and this
litany
is my song,
a mantra
sung to the sun,
and all horror is
dissolved
as i am melded
Into
Ra’s sweet
cloudless
blue
#prayer
126 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2024 7:31pm
25th Aug 2024 7:31pm
ESCAPE
ever ride just for fun
in a truck that will not run?
she say "whachu cussin' for"
he walks right out and slams the door
i take that ride to Folly Beach
or someplace quiet, out of reach
would you like to take a ride?
just buckle up and close your eyes
in a truck that will not run?
she say "whachu cussin' for"
he walks right out and slams the door
i take that ride to Folly Beach
or someplace quiet, out of reach
would you like to take a ride?
just buckle up and close your eyes
#dreams
103 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Aug 2024 6:33pm
17th Aug 2024 6:33pm
THE REAPER'S SONG
though you ignore me
i'm right here
waiting for the moment,
dear,
when sweet and tender flesh
goes cold --
no matter if you're
young or old
there will be that
happy time
when everything you are
is mine
and then, my love,
you've found your place
nestled in my cold embrace
where earth and sod become the sky
and only dark will fill your your eye
and silence fill your pretty ear
and i'll be there
cuddled near
oh, worry not -- you can't evade
my...
i'm right here
waiting for the moment,
dear,
when sweet and tender flesh
goes cold --
no matter if you're
young or old
there will be that
happy time
when everything you are
is mine
and then, my love,
you've found your place
nestled in my cold embrace
where earth and sod become the sky
and only dark will fill your your eye
and silence fill your pretty ear
and i'll be there
cuddled near
oh, worry not -- you can't evade
my...
#dark
#death
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Aug 2024 1:06pm
14th Aug 2024 1:06pm
WHAT IS HELL LIKE, ANYWAY?
they make
you sit
in grandpa's pew
and listen
to a
preacher
spew
for an eon
maybe two
then you read
a book of
lore
and swear
it holds
the truth
and more
deep down
you think
it's just
a bore
but if
you say
it's just a
book
they'll hang
you
on
a fishing
hook
and burn
you
with
a cigarette
'til you
profess
profound
regret
and say the
one
who sent
you here
loves you...
you sit
in grandpa's pew
and listen
to a
preacher
spew
for an eon
maybe two
then you read
a book of
lore
and swear
it holds
the truth
and more
deep down
you think
it's just
a bore
but if
you say
it's just a
book
they'll hang
you
on
a fishing
hook
and burn
you
with
a cigarette
'til you
profess
profound
regret
and say the
one
who sent
you here
loves you...
#funny
#spiritual
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6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Aug 2024 11:25am
13th Aug 2024 11:25am
LOOKING GLASS
your shadow will be a glimpse,
fleet behind an old man's beard,
but he'll see you there
and want for the very things
that shackle you
that he might
shake them loose
while there's still time
to live a little
fleet behind an old man's beard,
but he'll see you there
and want for the very things
that shackle you
that he might
shake them loose
while there's still time
to live a little
#aging
#LifeCycle
96 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Aug 2024 1:11am
12th Aug 2024 1:11am
RECIPE FOR THE GOOD LIFE
check the recipe once
then do your own thing --
salt is the key
to make a meal sing
a cup and a dash
is the basic design
but sometimes a dish
calls for copious wine
and one must comply
if she is to eat
the night is still young
so...bon apetitt
then do your own thing --
salt is the key
to make a meal sing
a cup and a dash
is the basic design
but sometimes a dish
calls for copious wine
and one must comply
if she is to eat
the night is still young
so...bon apetitt
#happiness
99 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2024 8:41pm
7th Aug 2024 8:41pm
WATER BEARER'S BLUES
i've got the jug, babe,
if you've got the time
and i've got some strings
if you've got a rhyme
and i've got a pen
to draw you a dream
of utopian peace
or just think up a scheme
and try this
and try that
and do everything
and be all at once,
pauper and king
and dreamer and doer
and maker of art,
a poetic hopeful,
a mender of hearts,
a loner, then lonely
dispenser of blues
then self contained
sparkler
in brightest of hues
who stands for the weakest
and mourns for their pain, ...
if you've got the time
and i've got some strings
if you've got a rhyme
and i've got a pen
to draw you a dream
of utopian peace
or just think up a scheme
and try this
and try that
and do everything
and be all at once,
pauper and king
and dreamer and doer
and maker of art,
a poetic hopeful,
a mender of hearts,
a loner, then lonely
dispenser of blues
then self contained
sparkler
in brightest of hues
who stands for the weakest
and mourns for their pain, ...
#astrology
115 reads
11 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2024 12:55pm
7th Aug 2024 12:55pm
FLIRT
death flies in from god knows where
having spoiled somebody else's party,
plops her big ass down
at the table like she owns it
and helps herself to anything she wants
she doesn't care that she's not welcome
and might decide to settle in for a while
to clean out your bank account
before she rips a grave size hole in your heart
she's likely taken some loved ones already
and you might have an idea who she has her eye on this time
but you see her skulking about the house
peeking in on this one or that and it makes you wonder ...
having spoiled somebody else's party,
plops her big ass down
at the table like she owns it
and helps herself to anything she wants
she doesn't care that she's not welcome
and might decide to settle in for a while
to clean out your bank account
before she rips a grave size hole in your heart
she's likely taken some loved ones already
and you might have an idea who she has her eye on this time
but you see her skulking about the house
peeking in on this one or that and it makes you wonder ...
#death
#grief
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4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2024 00:23am
24th Jul 2024 00:23am
SINS
i know my sins
am too familiar
with the dark
am more intimate
with the shadow
than the source
and so know how
darkness
sticks
to the soul
and holds it
pressed against
the flesh
and sinks it
to the bottom
i know the
soft sand
there
and the twisted
roots of trees
and damp branches
where spiders
hang their webs
and do the dirty
business
of sucking
the life out
i know
where my ghosts live
and conjure them
on lonely nights ...
am too familiar
with the dark
am more intimate
with the shadow
than the source
and so know how
darkness
sticks
to the soul
and holds it
pressed against
the flesh
and sinks it
to the bottom
i know the
soft sand
there
and the twisted
roots of trees
and damp branches
where spiders
hang their webs
and do the dirty
business
of sucking
the life out
i know
where my ghosts live
and conjure them
on lonely nights ...
#dark
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jul 2024 4:03pm
11th Jul 2024 4:03pm
SMALL
how small we were
in this big world,
two weeds
in god's plush green garden
and almost broke,
and that goddamned truck
dead in the driveway
needing a battery
needing brakes
needing a new transmission
and frank had that kia he'd sell cheap
another piece of crap
to work on
and how we owed the hospital
more'n we'd ever have
and duct taped everything broken
and perused the markdown for meat
and the goodwill for treasure
or just for clothes that fit
and how good that shit looked on you
and goddamn ...
in this big world,
two weeds
in god's plush green garden
and almost broke,
and that goddamned truck
dead in the driveway
needing a battery
needing brakes
needing a new transmission
and frank had that kia he'd sell cheap
another piece of crap
to work on
and how we owed the hospital
more'n we'd ever have
and duct taped everything broken
and perused the markdown for meat
and the goodwill for treasure
or just for clothes that fit
and how good that shit looked on you
and goddamn ...
#happiness
#love
#memories
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