Submissions by keys_and_gloves
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a story teller not a poet but maybe one day that will change to
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Aug 2012 7:55am
20th Aug 2012 7:55am
A frozen second
it was just that
one second
a single moment in time
but it stood still
perfectly endless
and the way the world looked
at least to me
changed
every out of place hair
was for just one moment
perfect and beautiful
like ripples in a river
totally unnoticeable
except
right then
I wanted to catch it
and live in that second for a week
but it was gone
while I stood still
frozen
by the beauty
of a single second
one second
a single moment in time
but it stood still
perfectly endless
and the way the world looked
at least to me
changed
every out of place hair
was for just one moment
perfect and beautiful
like ripples in a river
totally unnoticeable
except
right then
I wanted to catch it
and live in that second for a week
but it was gone
while I stood still
frozen
by the beauty
of a single second
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STORY POEM
Published
12th Aug 2012 5:25am
12th Aug 2012 5:25am
I watched
the clock
beside the door
always to keep me on time
now seemed to stop
with my heart
in tune
with the internal mechanism
that was yours
now stopped
by this knock on my door
later when asked
able only to recall
faceless men
in grey
and their words
to me
that you were no more
beside the door
always to keep me on time
now seemed to stop
with my heart
in tune
with the internal mechanism
that was yours
now stopped
by this knock on my door
later when asked
able only to recall
faceless men
in grey
and their words
to me
that you were no more
668 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jul 2012 7:06am
29th Jul 2012 7:06am
Heart in shreds... but at least there's confetti
There are hearts lying on the floor
Just tiny shreds of pink and red
Scattered between the glimmer of someday dreams
Lost under the tread of many feet
All these pieces that might never meet
There are broken hearts lying on the floor
Swept under the rug of yesterday
Not a second glance, not even a chance
Just don't forget to put the broom away
There were all these shattered hearts lying on the floor
But not anymore
The tears have come, the ice creams gone
A pity party and feeling numb
But now that that's done
Remember...
Just tiny shreds of pink and red
Scattered between the glimmer of someday dreams
Lost under the tread of many feet
All these pieces that might never meet
There are broken hearts lying on the floor
Swept under the rug of yesterday
Not a second glance, not even a chance
Just don't forget to put the broom away
There were all these shattered hearts lying on the floor
But not anymore
The tears have come, the ice creams gone
A pity party and feeling numb
But now that that's done
Remember...
790 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2012 2:39am
23rd Jul 2012 2:39am
A hero never more
There’s a moment to every story
When the prince doesn’t come to save the damsel
The dragon can’t be defeated
And the threads of lies the witch wove
Grow stronger instead of breaking
When chivalry has long since past
And the mourners leave only dying flowers
At a grave that was never there at all
Because no one cared enough
To stop and drag its lowly carcass from the road side
Before the ravens came a pecking
Pecking, pecking
All the while calling in their harsh laughing voices
Never more
Like feathered...
When the prince doesn’t come to save the damsel
The dragon can’t be defeated
And the threads of lies the witch wove
Grow stronger instead of breaking
When chivalry has long since past
And the mourners leave only dying flowers
At a grave that was never there at all
Because no one cared enough
To stop and drag its lowly carcass from the road side
Before the ravens came a pecking
Pecking, pecking
All the while calling in their harsh laughing voices
Never more
Like feathered...
777 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd May 2012 8:29pm
23rd May 2012 8:29pm
Time after you
There was a time when you and they
Or maybe them
Went away
The sort of away that means to say
For always
And forever after
So there was only I, or me
To stand and wave
Hello, goodbye
Through tears
That were many
Or maybe...
Just a few
...at least one or two
Or maybe them
Went away
The sort of away that means to say
For always
And forever after
So there was only I, or me
To stand and wave
Hello, goodbye
Through tears
That were many
Or maybe...
Just a few
...at least one or two
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4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
3rd May 2012 7:40am
3rd May 2012 7:40am
Shadow bars
Not so hard on the outside
As being inside
Where monsters play
But this now
Again struck with temptation
No rule book to guild them
Or chains to bind them
Just eyes burning
Deep as cattle brands
With distrust
And lust
All those voices crying
I must, I must
Retreat back
Safety in numbers
Now only shadow bars
Crossing over
Back and shoulders
As I move forward
Out into the light
Of freedom
Hard won
After I lost
Just one fight
As being inside
Where monsters play
But this now
Again struck with temptation
No rule book to guild them
Or chains to bind them
Just eyes burning
Deep as cattle brands
With distrust
And lust
All those voices crying
I must, I must
Retreat back
Safety in numbers
Now only shadow bars
Crossing over
Back and shoulders
As I move forward
Out into the light
Of freedom
Hard won
After I lost
Just one fight
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Apr 2012 1:08am
25th Apr 2012 1:08am
Undreaming you
You scared?
No...
Liar
I know...
But dreams can't last forever
As I thought once upon a time
When your heart held mine
Tears fell only to be wiped away
By your hand
Now gone
As I, breath in the lonely darkness
Of the room that was
At one point ours
But now mine alone
And you
Of course have gone
As only dreams do
Leaving me
Eye to eye
With my fear
Of life
Without you
No...
Liar
I know...
But dreams can't last forever
As I thought once upon a time
When your heart held mine
Tears fell only to be wiped away
By your hand
Now gone
As I, breath in the lonely darkness
Of the room that was
At one point ours
But now mine alone
And you
Of course have gone
As only dreams do
Leaving me
Eye to eye
With my fear
Of life
Without you
769 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2012 11:44pm
13th Apr 2012 11:44pm
Invisible post office
I, am an invisible post office
A trader of words
The journals to graffiti wall work
Modern yellowed pages
Of forgotten letters
In back rooms
Desk drawers
Old books with dog eared pages
Taking in all of these
Sending them on
Watching to forgotten word spread
A verbal wild fire
Doors close
The invisible post office
Is heading for the next station
A trader of words
The journals to graffiti wall work
Modern yellowed pages
Of forgotten letters
In back rooms
Desk drawers
Old books with dog eared pages
Taking in all of these
Sending them on
Watching to forgotten word spread
A verbal wild fire
Doors close
The invisible post office
Is heading for the next station
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 10:26pm
2nd Apr 2012 10:26pm
Road map fighter
Blue and purple patterned upwards
From wrist to elbow
Fine as ivy
Green and yellow discoloration creeping inwards
As roses do when wilting
Her sleeve pulled lower
Hiding her tragic secret under faded cotton
Passing eyes dont question
Knuckles lined, an old road map of aggression
White scars criss cross over old breaks
She was a fighter
And sometimes she lost
From wrist to elbow
Fine as ivy
Green and yellow discoloration creeping inwards
As roses do when wilting
Her sleeve pulled lower
Hiding her tragic secret under faded cotton
Passing eyes dont question
Knuckles lined, an old road map of aggression
White scars criss cross over old breaks
She was a fighter
And sometimes she lost
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 10:25pm
2nd Apr 2012 10:25pm
First impressions
Bleep! Bleep!
Hello?
Wrinkled slacks sagging
Cheap suit two sizes to small
Pulling tight across shoulders and distended stomach
A pass over from the last funeral
Or maybe just stolen from one
Scuffed shoes and an army hair cut
Dollar store frames carving a trench in the soft bridge of his nose
Fat fingers clutching desperately at the latest piece of over priced technology
More important than a tie without orange juice stains
Obviously...
Hello?
Wrinkled slacks sagging
Cheap suit two sizes to small
Pulling tight across shoulders and distended stomach
A pass over from the last funeral
Or maybe just stolen from one
Scuffed shoes and an army hair cut
Dollar store frames carving a trench in the soft bridge of his nose
Fat fingers clutching desperately at the latest piece of over priced technology
More important than a tie without orange juice stains
Obviously...
739 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th Mar 2012 10:51pm
27th Mar 2012 10:51pm
What if for a soulmate
Touch of insomnia
It's nearly 3 am
Sleeps not getting any closer
And I havent got a friend
There no one waiting for my calls
Just bad dreams of damn school halls
Retreat to the safety of a computer screen
Watch the little lights on the modem blink green
Boot up log in, disappear to hide from alone
Drown feelings in pixels all identical
Every site another chorus of broken hearts
Too much like real life
Again I'm fleeing my own thoughts
Scared to listen
Instead, wandering down a long list of user...
It's nearly 3 am
Sleeps not getting any closer
And I havent got a friend
There no one waiting for my calls
Just bad dreams of damn school halls
Retreat to the safety of a computer screen
Watch the little lights on the modem blink green
Boot up log in, disappear to hide from alone
Drown feelings in pixels all identical
Every site another chorus of broken hearts
Too much like real life
Again I'm fleeing my own thoughts
Scared to listen
Instead, wandering down a long list of user...
1043 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Mar 2012 1:55am
27th Mar 2012 1:55am
Ad space for the brain dead
Flecks of color amid the gray wash
Rivers once formidable now only bothersome
Steel and concrete
Voices shouting
WAKE UP! an advertising sign screams silently
Still unheard a man jangles for change on a street corner
While church doors hang wide begging charity
Hockey games and unspoken rivalries
Except on national T.V
Bike shops, bus stops
Messengers and a mail box
Highways to by ways
But no one knows the right way
Got Junk?
Emotional maybe
Bentley's, all the baggage you'll never need ...
Rivers once formidable now only bothersome
Steel and concrete
Voices shouting
WAKE UP! an advertising sign screams silently
Still unheard a man jangles for change on a street corner
While church doors hang wide begging charity
Hockey games and unspoken rivalries
Except on national T.V
Bike shops, bus stops
Messengers and a mail box
Highways to by ways
But no one knows the right way
Got Junk?
Emotional maybe
Bentley's, all the baggage you'll never need ...
716 reads
6 Comments
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