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
SELF POEM
Published
24th Mar 2012 00:03am
24th Mar 2012 00:03am
How to nearly anything
If I were to write a book of how to do things
It might have more then a few sections that seemed a little out of place
How to fail at curing insomnia
Or how to make friends that you then leave behind because they weren't really your friends anyways
There could be an entire section for how to find the strangest how to videos on YouTube
How to fall in love with Chocolate
Or just in love
How to not hate your self
Then write sappy poetry about it
Maybe there could be a part for being alone without being lonely
For watching things around...
It might have more then a few sections that seemed a little out of place
How to fail at curing insomnia
Or how to make friends that you then leave behind because they weren't really your friends anyways
There could be an entire section for how to find the strangest how to videos on YouTube
How to fall in love with Chocolate
Or just in love
How to not hate your self
Then write sappy poetry about it
Maybe there could be a part for being alone without being lonely
For watching things around...
802 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Mar 2012 8:30pm
13th Mar 2012 8:30pm
Black metal breathing apparatus
Saw it
Just for a moment, but it was there
Black and gleaming silver metal
Stalking after his shadow
Glaring at everyone
As though they had personally kicked his dog
More metal in his face than a bomb defusing robot
Mask of plastic and metallic fragments creeping up
Nearly reaching the bridge of his nose
Post apocalyptic video games had nothing on him
An urban cliche
Standing as we carried on
Unnoticed
Glaring just as hatefully at his own reflection
Ear buds blasting lyrical angst of an X generation
Without...
Just for a moment, but it was there
Black and gleaming silver metal
Stalking after his shadow
Glaring at everyone
As though they had personally kicked his dog
More metal in his face than a bomb defusing robot
Mask of plastic and metallic fragments creeping up
Nearly reaching the bridge of his nose
Post apocalyptic video games had nothing on him
An urban cliche
Standing as we carried on
Unnoticed
Glaring just as hatefully at his own reflection
Ear buds blasting lyrical angst of an X generation
Without...
1194 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2012 11:12pm
10th Mar 2012 11:12pm
Tale of tarot
Cards passing hands
Back and forth
Hissing as they shuffle together
Then apart once more
Laid out before her
Bangles click softly
Air thick with incense
Sweet and heavy
Jars arranged along the shelves
Each collected carefully by size
Glittering things
Some slither or sing
Whispering words
As the cards turn over
A fool smiles beside the devil
Dark Tower forever crashing earthwards
The path unfolding
A story now told
Under the cover of a gypsy's wagon
Back and forth
Hissing as they shuffle together
Then apart once more
Laid out before her
Bangles click softly
Air thick with incense
Sweet and heavy
Jars arranged along the shelves
Each collected carefully by size
Glittering things
Some slither or sing
Whispering words
As the cards turn over
A fool smiles beside the devil
Dark Tower forever crashing earthwards
The path unfolding
A story now told
Under the cover of a gypsy's wagon
820 reads
9 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 6:11am
6th Mar 2012 6:11am
Wicked pretty
Rainbow ribbons, cotton candy
Sweet innocence can be mighty handy
Whats behind those big blue eyes
Wicked smile
Pretty lies
Sweet innocence can be mighty handy
Whats behind those big blue eyes
Wicked smile
Pretty lies
917 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 00:32am
6th Mar 2012 00:32am
People watching
Woman with a stroller speaking
Can see her baby girl is sleeping
Little pink boots out the bottom peeking
Scritch scratch
Bright orange pen bobbing
Lime colored note book I am holding
Feels like everything is unfolding
Scritch scratch
Looking round, strong smell of spices
Business suit and silver glasses
Dreadlocks trailing, wonder how he ties them
Scritch scratch
All these little notes I'm keeping
Find the places I keep seeking
People never seem to see me
Scritch scratch
Can see her baby girl is sleeping
Little pink boots out the bottom peeking
Scritch scratch
Bright orange pen bobbing
Lime colored note book I am holding
Feels like everything is unfolding
Scritch scratch
Looking round, strong smell of spices
Business suit and silver glasses
Dreadlocks trailing, wonder how he ties them
Scritch scratch
All these little notes I'm keeping
Find the places I keep seeking
People never seem to see me
Scritch scratch
804 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2012 11:19pm
4th Mar 2012 11:19pm
Yeti loved her
Sometimes watching pretty girl trudge through snow
Dark hair stand out like bright eyes
Against ice and white
She never really know I watching
Hiding out in nothing like monster
Me thinks maybe word for feeling
Watching her makes Yeti feel warm inside
Even when it grows dark and there is no light
Hear other human call feeling love
Love sounds warm and soft... but is sometimes sad
Like fluffy kitten that chokes to death on bit of pretty ribbon
Like Yeti hiding in snow
Watching pretty girl that will never know
But now...
Dark hair stand out like bright eyes
Against ice and white
She never really know I watching
Hiding out in nothing like monster
Me thinks maybe word for feeling
Watching her makes Yeti feel warm inside
Even when it grows dark and there is no light
Hear other human call feeling love
Love sounds warm and soft... but is sometimes sad
Like fluffy kitten that chokes to death on bit of pretty ribbon
Like Yeti hiding in snow
Watching pretty girl that will never know
But now...
769 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2012 00:36am
4th Mar 2012 00:36am
Button Eyes
Watching
Silent vigil atop the shelf
Cluttered with jars of every sort
Smooth blackness staring, blank emotionless
Striking fear without raising a finger
Blood trickled over rough skin
Black eyes watching
Unblinking
Blank
Passed between hands
Stitched and torn
Again and again
Pricking at rough skin
With needles and knives
Each drawing its blood
Then fading to night
Secret words do recite
In whispers and cries
Till no ones left standing
Just those black button eyes
Silent vigil atop the shelf
Cluttered with jars of every sort
Smooth blackness staring, blank emotionless
Striking fear without raising a finger
Blood trickled over rough skin
Black eyes watching
Unblinking
Blank
Passed between hands
Stitched and torn
Again and again
Pricking at rough skin
With needles and knives
Each drawing its blood
Then fading to night
Secret words do recite
In whispers and cries
Till no ones left standing
Just those black button eyes
760 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Feb 2012 1:52am
27th Feb 2012 1:52am
Word kisses
its not your words exactly
more like the way they touch my skin
like fingers in my hair
its listening to your voice whispering
makes everything ok again
all those little things you do but never notice
things I count like stars, beautiful
your words touch like kisses against my skin
only matched when I can press my self into your arms
I'd like to return your kisses
whisper soft romance that would make the stars blush
please keep them
until we are together again
I promise I have all of yours
come closer and...
more like the way they touch my skin
like fingers in my hair
its listening to your voice whispering
makes everything ok again
all those little things you do but never notice
things I count like stars, beautiful
your words touch like kisses against my skin
only matched when I can press my self into your arms
I'd like to return your kisses
whisper soft romance that would make the stars blush
please keep them
until we are together again
I promise I have all of yours
come closer and...
793 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
19th Feb 2012 8:18pm
19th Feb 2012 8:18pm
11 of course
Leaning in close as though there could be assassins hiding anywhere near by, even though we were sitting
in my small bedroom and the only thing that could possibly hide in here was dust bunnies.
Or possibly Frank the family cat, but somehow I doubted it.
"Because" He began with an elaborate hand gesture as though to set the stage for a full on deep dark secret strewn explanation filled with both double crossing and adventure. "On my way home just yesterday afternoon I spotted a strange man on the train"
I leaned my head back against the bed and smiled...
in my small bedroom and the only thing that could possibly hide in here was dust bunnies.
Or possibly Frank the family cat, but somehow I doubted it.
"Because" He began with an elaborate hand gesture as though to set the stage for a full on deep dark secret strewn explanation filled with both double crossing and adventure. "On my way home just yesterday afternoon I spotted a strange man on the train"
I leaned my head back against the bed and smiled...
723 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2012 8:39am
23rd Jan 2012 8:39am
Speak without words
The peace of late night silence
When the wind is whispering in the trees
Softly giving a voice to shadows
While a heart speaks without language
As old as the universe itself
Beauty in lovers eyes meeting
After such hardship suffered together
Wordless is the passion whispered like shadows between them
Love endless as eternity
With the brightness of stars
A promise to such a love
In a language that may never be spoken
Forever
Until every star has long faded from memory
And the universe has passed into beautiful...
When the wind is whispering in the trees
Softly giving a voice to shadows
While a heart speaks without language
As old as the universe itself
Beauty in lovers eyes meeting
After such hardship suffered together
Wordless is the passion whispered like shadows between them
Love endless as eternity
With the brightness of stars
A promise to such a love
In a language that may never be spoken
Forever
Until every star has long faded from memory
And the universe has passed into beautiful...
922 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jan 2012 2:58am
9th Jan 2012 2:58am
A picture never taken
This is a picture
That was never taken
Of the clouds that shuffled slowly over head
The soft breeze that whispered and hissed against the sand
My shoes in one hand
Your hand in the other
How our eyes met at the exact second
The sky split
And the rain engulfed everything
In that roaring stillness
And we stood together on the beach
As everyone eles ran for cover
Picture perfect
That was never taken
Of the clouds that shuffled slowly over head
The soft breeze that whispered and hissed against the sand
My shoes in one hand
Your hand in the other
How our eyes met at the exact second
The sky split
And the rain engulfed everything
In that roaring stillness
And we stood together on the beach
As everyone eles ran for cover
Picture perfect
799 reads
5 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
9th Jan 2012 1:19am
9th Jan 2012 1:19am
Scale between 1 and 10
If you could choose on a scale of 1 and 10 how likely do you think it would be that at any point today you might be assassinated?"
Sometimes people ask you a question and the first thing that wants to come out of your mouth is, "Are you completely out of your mind?"
Well that was every conversation between us, us being my best friend and I.
Always and without fail our days together would start with some completely out of your mind put you in a straight jacket kind of question.
And also without fail they had an amazing talent for saying it with a serious look in...
Sometimes people ask you a question and the first thing that wants to come out of your mouth is, "Are you completely out of your mind?"
Well that was every conversation between us, us being my best friend and I.
Always and without fail our days together would start with some completely out of your mind put you in a straight jacket kind of question.
And also without fail they had an amazing talent for saying it with a serious look in...
934 reads
4 Comments
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