Submissions by monkeyman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Ode to the storm
Thank you for this
most precious gift
the one for which
I did not know I’d wished
and given choice
would have probably missed
this special little gift
Thank you
Thank you for this gift
most precious gift
the one for which
I did not know I’d wished
and given choice
would have probably missed
this special little gift
Thank you
Thank you for this gift
#storm
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claims
I claim to be
neither
a good man
nor
a wise man
for all who do
are liars
neither
a good man
nor
a wise man
for all who do
are liars
#TruthOfLife
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The Boa Constrictor
The boa constrictor grips
thick muscle contracts
clamping, controlling, subduing
Pressing into every gap
each pocket squeezed
all movement stifled
The lifeless corpse swallowed whole
it’s energy stolen
It’s light extinguished
The boa constrictor lays still
awaiting another free roamer
to wander over dangerous ground
thick muscle contracts
clamping, controlling, subduing
Pressing into every gap
each pocket squeezed
all movement stifled
The lifeless corpse swallowed whole
it’s energy stolen
It’s light extinguished
The boa constrictor lays still
awaiting another free roamer
to wander over dangerous ground
#power
#politics
#nature
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Between the bounces
Between the bounces
suspended
in an instant
neither on the rise
nor fall
A reflection
in the dirty window
of some old
antique store
Weeds growing
through cracked flags
moss colonises bare brick
Nature reclaims
Picked and stripped remains
of the fallen mighty
Oh the beauty of decay
The ball keeps bouncing
The eye of the storm
passes on
This instant
robbed out
buried in time
forgotten
To be rediscovered
some day ...
suspended
in an instant
neither on the rise
nor fall
A reflection
in the dirty window
of some old
antique store
Weeds growing
through cracked flags
moss colonises bare brick
Nature reclaims
Picked and stripped remains
of the fallen mighty
Oh the beauty of decay
The ball keeps bouncing
The eye of the storm
passes on
This instant
robbed out
buried in time
forgotten
To be rediscovered
some day ...
#LifeCycle
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King for a night
I wander aimless
in the midday heat
the world on my back
just my own two feet
and a ready roller
for the road
It’s two pm
with my mouth real dry
I wander in
to a pub near by
sink a few
while they’re nice and cold
Now I’ve had a scoop
and I’m feeling fine
the day is over
but the night is mine
and I wonna dance
and sing
I wonna fall in love
for just tonight I’m king
beneath the stars above
so baby take a chance
Come dance with me under the...
in the midday heat
the world on my back
just my own two feet
and a ready roller
for the road
It’s two pm
with my mouth real dry
I wander in
to a pub near by
sink a few
while they’re nice and cold
Now I’ve had a scoop
and I’m feeling fine
the day is over
but the night is mine
and I wonna dance
and sing
I wonna fall in love
for just tonight I’m king
beneath the stars above
so baby take a chance
Come dance with me under the...
#alcohol
#freedom
#sex
#drugs
#addiction
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Within As Without
And in we go….
in to the great beyond
an abyss of understanding
Transcend
the prism of reality
held in place
only by our concept
of space and time
The entire
infinite universe
existing
in perpetual now
endless in all directions
on infinite plains
All is one
energy, life, consciousness
existence….
in to the great beyond
an abyss of understanding
Transcend
the prism of reality
held in place
only by our concept
of space and time
The entire
infinite universe
existing
in perpetual now
endless in all directions
on infinite plains
All is one
energy, life, consciousness
existence….
#universe
#God
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Ballad Of A Boy Soldier
Come find me in the morning
when the battle is done
for i will be dead
no matter which side has won
Was it the night
that stole the light from my eyes?
or simply mans nature
that the boy in us must die
There are no winners in war
this I know to be true
standing victorious
but still losing you
The fight it was simple
and fair, well that’s hard to say
only the strongest survive
to build a new day
I won’t be amongst them
for dead I will be
and the man that stands beside you...
when the battle is done
for i will be dead
no matter which side has won
Was it the night
that stole the light from my eyes?
or simply mans nature
that the boy in us must die
There are no winners in war
this I know to be true
standing victorious
but still losing you
The fight it was simple
and fair, well that’s hard to say
only the strongest survive
to build a new day
I won’t be amongst them
for dead I will be
and the man that stands beside you...
#war
#LifeCycle
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Outside
When did it happen? The change, the moving on, when did it stop mattering? All the trivial day to day normalities, the throw away conversations, the gossip about the lives of people you have little to no interest in, when did the pretence become not worth the effort?
I go back out into the ‘real’ world, dip my toe in the life I once inhabited, it’s strange, like the reintroduction of a chimpanzee separated from the group for an extended period of time, but there’s an awkwardness to the reunion, the social dynamic has evolved in my absence, i no longer have a place. Now in chimp...
I go back out into the ‘real’ world, dip my toe in the life I once inhabited, it’s strange, like the reintroduction of a chimpanzee separated from the group for an extended period of time, but there’s an awkwardness to the reunion, the social dynamic has evolved in my absence, i no longer have a place. Now in chimp...
#PersonalGrowth
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Who’s to blame
Who’s to blame for the state of our towns in this game?
Is it fate that the clowns still remain?
still contain and control the dice that you roll,
all your dreams and your goals
It’s insane
at this rate we’ll be begging for the food on our plates
no reference point for them to relate
profits don’t take a dent
oh but they’ll cooperate, too little too late
as the perpetrators dictate
from their towers of fame and of crime
built with our blood and our time,
while they play the game
tell us it’s we ...
Is it fate that the clowns still remain?
still contain and control the dice that you roll,
all your dreams and your goals
It’s insane
at this rate we’ll be begging for the food on our plates
no reference point for them to relate
profits don’t take a dent
oh but they’ll cooperate, too little too late
as the perpetrators dictate
from their towers of fame and of crime
built with our blood and our time,
while they play the game
tell us it’s we ...
#politics
#LifeStruggles
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Straw Cage
Disappointment germinates
spreads its lacklustre leaves
leaving no gaps of faith to leap
Strands of disapproval
acrimoniously creep
invisible vines of violence
strangle slowly, undetected
unnoticed as they choke out the life selected
From insipid streams, relentlessly seep
nurturing apathy and pointlessness
undermining innate powers
Futility flowers
with its festering fragrance
enticing eager insects in too deep
lapping up...
spreads its lacklustre leaves
leaving no gaps of faith to leap
Strands of disapproval
acrimoniously creep
invisible vines of violence
strangle slowly, undetected
unnoticed as they choke out the life selected
From insipid streams, relentlessly seep
nurturing apathy and pointlessness
undermining innate powers
Futility flowers
with its festering fragrance
enticing eager insects in too deep
lapping up...
#flowers
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Institutionalised
We live in the institution of our society
addicted to its trappings
desperate to succeed by its standards
becoming what we are told to be
in order to progress
So deaf are we
to any sound outside of our cage
that we become insular
we chirp away
repeating our jailers calls
adding to the noise of oppression
as we sing our little hearts out
to disguise our acquiescence
and any voice of opposition
So blind to alternatives
that we become the oppressors ...
addicted to its trappings
desperate to succeed by its standards
becoming what we are told to be
in order to progress
So deaf are we
to any sound outside of our cage
that we become insular
we chirp away
repeating our jailers calls
adding to the noise of oppression
as we sing our little hearts out
to disguise our acquiescence
and any voice of opposition
So blind to alternatives
that we become the oppressors ...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#freedom #escape
#freedom #escape
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A Christmas Wish
Call it delusion
if it’s easier to label as insane
I won’t swap my freedom
for the keys to these here chains
I know who supported
when there was nothing to gain
or the investors who only appear
when my stock has risen again
No sunset to ride off into
no happy ending it seems
when achieving your goals
means sacrificing your dreams
but there’s an eternity
that lives in between
where being free
isn’t idealistic or an unachievable extreme
You can’t buy a...
if it’s easier to label as insane
I won’t swap my freedom
for the keys to these here chains
I know who supported
when there was nothing to gain
or the investors who only appear
when my stock has risen again
No sunset to ride off into
no happy ending it seems
when achieving your goals
means sacrificing your dreams
but there’s an eternity
that lives in between
where being free
isn’t idealistic or an unachievable extreme
You can’t buy a...
#happiness
#love
#peace #freedom
#peace #freedom
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