Submissions by mikemason (White Tiger)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
~ I'm an artist, writer, poet, photographer and crazy creative creature ~
LOVE POEM
Published
19th May 2017 4:38am
19th May 2017 4:38am
( take my lips )
Please take my lips from me
so they are gone forever,
for if not kissed by you
then one shall kiss them never.
Our eyes have never met
yet I see you deep inside,
your soul has manifested
and reflects upon my mind.
Be my life's apotheosis,
I will be your forevermore,
your aura has infused my world
let us now fuse our inner cores.
so they are gone forever,
for if not kissed by you
then one shall kiss them never.
Our eyes have never met
yet I see you deep inside,
your soul has manifested
and reflects upon my mind.
Be my life's apotheosis,
I will be your forevermore,
your aura has infused my world
let us now fuse our inner cores.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th May 2017 4:28am
19th May 2017 4:28am
Fragment-webs
o~
:
Gathered
fragment-webs
of some memories
we made.
Still you
claim they're
only dust
from teeny
pebble specs,
tiny
grains
of hope
I feel I must project.
You say
we both
were reeling
from our own
foolish youth,
then why
would my
feelings
be continuing for you?
You're the
best cure
for the
cancer of
my aura.
you left
and turned
it black,
made it wreak
a deathly odor.
...
:
Gathered
fragment-webs
of some memories
we made.
Still you
claim they're
only dust
from teeny
pebble specs,
tiny
grains
of hope
I feel I must project.
You say
we both
were reeling
from our own
foolish youth,
then why
would my
feelings
be continuing for you?
You're the
best cure
for the
cancer of
my aura.
you left
and turned
it black,
made it wreak
a deathly odor.
...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th May 2017 2:54pm
18th May 2017 2:54pm
Muse of Moon
Full Moon rising, swaying tides,
hazing minds and changing moods.
Soothing rays of calming waves
stirring some with storming rage.
Eclipsed within lingered solstice
and worshipped in Spring equinox.
Dipping out behind grey backdrops,
veiled inside a shroud of darkness.
Provoking packs of howling wolves
and caverned hoards of flapping bats.
Lunar rays clear clouded vision
honing thoughts with intuition.
Sharper edge and heightened sense
have heads digesting new percepts.
The midnight...
hazing minds and changing moods.
Soothing rays of calming waves
stirring some with storming rage.
Eclipsed within lingered solstice
and worshipped in Spring equinox.
Dipping out behind grey backdrops,
veiled inside a shroud of darkness.
Provoking packs of howling wolves
and caverned hoards of flapping bats.
Lunar rays clear clouded vision
honing thoughts with intuition.
Sharper edge and heightened sense
have heads digesting new percepts.
The midnight...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th May 2017 2:52pm
18th May 2017 2:52pm
( Starving Spider )
Once acted like
I had a great heart
just like an Angel
but my ego cracked
apart - along with my
fake golden halo.
~o~
I once plucked
a squirming fly
from a spider's
sticky web
but ended up
starving spider
sickly death instead.
Scolded a young child
who hovered
near a stove,
when I got
distracted
his tiny hands
got black and burned.
Kept my little
puppy in a safe
forever-fence,
once he
managed
to escape
he never came ...
I had a great heart
just like an Angel
but my ego cracked
apart - along with my
fake golden halo.
~o~
I once plucked
a squirming fly
from a spider's
sticky web
but ended up
starving spider
sickly death instead.
Scolded a young child
who hovered
near a stove,
when I got
distracted
his tiny hands
got black and burned.
Kept my little
puppy in a safe
forever-fence,
once he
managed
to escape
he never came ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th May 2017 1:03am
17th May 2017 1:03am
Hospital dying room
Sterile, white, septic.
Cesspool of wounded souls
screaming for attention.
Uniformed ghouls rushing
gurneys to medical stations
forwarded to destinations unknown.
Empty promises of rescue
dripping through intravenous tubes.
Poetic justice for some
thugs riddled by gangster's guns,
they're saved while cops succumb
to bleeding out inside a waiting room.
Cesspool of wounded souls
screaming for attention.
Uniformed ghouls rushing
gurneys to medical stations
forwarded to destinations unknown.
Empty promises of rescue
dripping through intravenous tubes.
Poetic justice for some
thugs riddled by gangster's guns,
they're saved while cops succumb
to bleeding out inside a waiting room.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th May 2017 1:01am
17th May 2017 1:01am
Happiness in my head
Learned to deal
with the insanity
and loss of reality
I found in my head.
Instead of accepting it,
I fought it for years
and long did I wallow
in depression and fear.
I'd swallow
handfuls of those
doctor's happy pills,
colored pearls
were quite pretty
but didn't paint me
a brighter picture
of the world.
Then a voice in my head
said to embrace my insane.
Rage against Love,
wrap yourself in the pain.
Beware of force fields,
avoid...
with the insanity
and loss of reality
I found in my head.
Instead of accepting it,
I fought it for years
and long did I wallow
in depression and fear.
I'd swallow
handfuls of those
doctor's happy pills,
colored pearls
were quite pretty
but didn't paint me
a brighter picture
of the world.
Then a voice in my head
said to embrace my insane.
Rage against Love,
wrap yourself in the pain.
Beware of force fields,
avoid...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2017 5:53am
16th May 2017 5:53am
Snowflakes on Tongue
Yearning for lovers lost
is forsaking true desire,
to fall for one who's gone;
like snowflakes on a fire.
The promise of a true love;
inflames hearts of the young,
to grow old and melt away
like snowflakes on the tongue.
is forsaking true desire,
to fall for one who's gone;
like snowflakes on a fire.
The promise of a true love;
inflames hearts of the young,
to grow old and melt away
like snowflakes on the tongue.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th May 2017 5:52am
16th May 2017 5:52am
Midnight Secrets
A Midnight tale none would tell
suffused within the blackest moon
in haze of a witch's spell.
Secrets soaked in dew
drip and taunt cajoling charms
but some already knew.
Creatures knew but hid it well,
though the moon glinted hints,
a Midnight tale none would tell.
Seeking knowledge bats flew
in dripping caves, tongues sipping
secrets soaked in dew.
Toll will sound a morning bell,
secrets then will be exposed
in haze of a witch's spell.
Spill out the witch's brew,
burn the spell lest...
suffused within the blackest moon
in haze of a witch's spell.
Secrets soaked in dew
drip and taunt cajoling charms
but some already knew.
Creatures knew but hid it well,
though the moon glinted hints,
a Midnight tale none would tell.
Seeking knowledge bats flew
in dripping caves, tongues sipping
secrets soaked in dew.
Toll will sound a morning bell,
secrets then will be exposed
in haze of a witch's spell.
Spill out the witch's brew,
burn the spell lest...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th May 2017 7:54am
8th May 2017 7:54am
Floral exposure
Mom, it's not like I can un-see it!
And dad never mentioned any of this stuff
during our 'birds-and-the-bees' talk.
Mom, just tell me...is this photo of you
and bee doing....you know.......
(he was almost too afraid to ask)
......is that showing you two....POLLINATING ?!?!"
Suddenly, his mother gasped,
clutched her sepal,
fell to the floor - wilting.
( The boy called "911" but it was too late.
All available paramedics had been called out to the
...
And dad never mentioned any of this stuff
during our 'birds-and-the-bees' talk.
Mom, just tell me...is this photo of you
and bee doing....you know.......
(he was almost too afraid to ask)
......is that showing you two....POLLINATING ?!?!"
Suddenly, his mother gasped,
clutched her sepal,
fell to the floor - wilting.
( The boy called "911" but it was too late.
All available paramedics had been called out to the
...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th May 2017 7:46am
8th May 2017 7:46am
Spring crescendo
Falling leaves twirl and twist
in cascading whirlpools,
floating down to rest on
cluttered ground.
Competing colors seizing,
bleeding reds seeping in to
dripping dew of new leaves
falling down.
Trees stand tall with naked limbs
grasping, shaking, stretching,
hailing clouds within a
hazy sky.
Wind-song whispers whisked away
warning midnight moon
of blusters blowing in
to grip the night.
Silent snow sweeps cool blankets
slipping ice scenes sliding
evanescing refreshing vistas ...
in cascading whirlpools,
floating down to rest on
cluttered ground.
Competing colors seizing,
bleeding reds seeping in to
dripping dew of new leaves
falling down.
Trees stand tall with naked limbs
grasping, shaking, stretching,
hailing clouds within a
hazy sky.
Wind-song whispers whisked away
warning midnight moon
of blusters blowing in
to grip the night.
Silent snow sweeps cool blankets
slipping ice scenes sliding
evanescing refreshing vistas ...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2017 9:02pm
7th May 2017 9:02pm
The Green (trash-talking) Monster
In a city there lives a green monster
he goes by 'Oscar the Grouch'
he looms in dark corners of Sesame Street
in a grimy trash can of festering slime
it reeks of death and decay
and half-eaten Big-Bird rotisseries
- Even the Count avoids Grouch's dark alley
he has reason to fear his green evil
(The wind whispers tales of torture - and other assorted horrors "allegedly" inflicted upon the beloved Bert and Ernie)
- Now Elmo went missing as well - last seen playing hop-scotch alone -
One witness places him in Grouch's...
he goes by 'Oscar the Grouch'
he looms in dark corners of Sesame Street
in a grimy trash can of festering slime
it reeks of death and decay
and half-eaten Big-Bird rotisseries
- Even the Count avoids Grouch's dark alley
he has reason to fear his green evil
(The wind whispers tales of torture - and other assorted horrors "allegedly" inflicted upon the beloved Bert and Ernie)
- Now Elmo went missing as well - last seen playing hop-scotch alone -
One witness places him in Grouch's...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th May 2017 4:55pm
7th May 2017 4:55pm
Damned in disguise
Scanning the earth
I've been searching in vain,
soaring through chasms
wedged deep in my brain.
Endlessly craving
one day I will find,
one special someone
not fearing to be with -
in my mind.
In deepness and sickness,
I seek introspection,
transfused with amusing
creative intention.
Percolating and brewed
in a toxic filled brain,
insanity looms next
to genius domain.
My longing for capture
of your inner force,
is coursing through veins
with a...
I've been searching in vain,
soaring through chasms
wedged deep in my brain.
Endlessly craving
one day I will find,
one special someone
not fearing to be with -
in my mind.
In deepness and sickness,
I seek introspection,
transfused with amusing
creative intention.
Percolating and brewed
in a toxic filled brain,
insanity looms next
to genius domain.
My longing for capture
of your inner force,
is coursing through veins
with a...
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