Submissions by moog
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I feel compelled to write,to express myself. My words come from the heart to hopefully touch others and inspire. and be inspired by others. My best wishes. Pete.
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2017 9:26pm
7th Jan 2017 9:26pm
The Barnacle On My Bum.
She was a barnacle on my bum
Following me around town
getting jealous if I talked to another girl
even if they were 91.
I didn't want to hurt her
because she was so sweet
But every time I turned around
she'd be there upon the street
Some times she used to frighten me
I'd have nightmare in bed at night
She was like a heat seeking missile
and she had me in her sites.
She had lips like Mick Jagger
and was always kissing me
And all because I complimented her once
and bought her a cup of tea
Now she's...
Following me around town
getting jealous if I talked to another girl
even if they were 91.
I didn't want to hurt her
because she was so sweet
But every time I turned around
she'd be there upon the street
Some times she used to frighten me
I'd have nightmare in bed at night
She was like a heat seeking missile
and she had me in her sites.
She had lips like Mick Jagger
and was always kissing me
And all because I complimented her once
and bought her a cup of tea
Now she's...
904 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2017 6:44pm
7th Jan 2017 6:44pm
Cabbage Cabbage Cabbage !.
Cabbage cabbage cabbage
it seems to have become a habit
Whenever I go for a meal
At someone's house
They must think that I'm a rabbit.!
I sure hate the stuff
It takes ages to chew
And like eating carpet
It's tough..
Then they ask
''is everything alright''
As I'm holding my bum cheeks tight
To hide my embarrassment
Shoving so much cabbage
Down someone's throat
Should be classed as harassment
And an;t no joke..
When no one's looking
I shove it down my pants
That leaves a stain
Hard to explain.
...
it seems to have become a habit
Whenever I go for a meal
At someone's house
They must think that I'm a rabbit.!
I sure hate the stuff
It takes ages to chew
And like eating carpet
It's tough..
Then they ask
''is everything alright''
As I'm holding my bum cheeks tight
To hide my embarrassment
Shoving so much cabbage
Down someone's throat
Should be classed as harassment
And an;t no joke..
When no one's looking
I shove it down my pants
That leaves a stain
Hard to explain.
...
857 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2017 7:28am
6th Jan 2017 7:28am
Day by the Sea.
Fish and chips salty air
Big fat bottoms sat on stripy deck chairs
Sticks of rock candy floss and bottles of soda pop
Sand castles and buckets and spades
Dad with binoculars pretending to look out to sea
But looking at the bikini hot babes
Little child paddles in the sea
Little child has a pee
Ice cream and jellyfish
Punch and Judy ventriloquists
Bare flesh everywhere sea breeze tussles hair
Walruses laid on beach towels everywhere
Courting couples walking hand in hand
Games of cricket and Beach ball on the sand
Annoying music steaming...
Big fat bottoms sat on stripy deck chairs
Sticks of rock candy floss and bottles of soda pop
Sand castles and buckets and spades
Dad with binoculars pretending to look out to sea
But looking at the bikini hot babes
Little child paddles in the sea
Little child has a pee
Ice cream and jellyfish
Punch and Judy ventriloquists
Bare flesh everywhere sea breeze tussles hair
Walruses laid on beach towels everywhere
Courting couples walking hand in hand
Games of cricket and Beach ball on the sand
Annoying music steaming...
926 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2017 6:14am
3rd Jan 2017 6:14am
Hell on Wheels.to the School of Doom !.
School was another word for hell
A place of torment and fear
That I knew so well.
Every night in my bed felt like
A condemned man to be hung
In a Prison cell
The clock ticking away
The fear mounting
Toward the break of day.
I dread the mornings
Because the nightmare was about to begin
And if I'd lived by a river
I'd have jumped right in
But I couldn't swim.
The churning in my stomach
The fear in my head
I just wanted to stay at home
And hide in my bed.
...
A place of torment and fear
That I knew so well.
Every night in my bed felt like
A condemned man to be hung
In a Prison cell
The clock ticking away
The fear mounting
Toward the break of day.
I dread the mornings
Because the nightmare was about to begin
And if I'd lived by a river
I'd have jumped right in
But I couldn't swim.
The churning in my stomach
The fear in my head
I just wanted to stay at home
And hide in my bed.
...
1119 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2017 12:31pm
2nd Jan 2017 12:31pm
Feminine Touches.
Crumpled pillow
Wrinkled sheets
Remnants of last nights sleep
Pastel colours and girly charm everywhere
Stale odour lingers in the air
Dressing gown and clean pantihose
Placed over back of panama chair.
Dressing table littered by make up and array of perfumes
Feminine touches adorn a woman's bedroom
Sounds of gushing water and humming of a tune
Along to the radio emitted from the bathroom
As she gets ready for a new day
Warm skin ...
Wrinkled sheets
Remnants of last nights sleep
Pastel colours and girly charm everywhere
Stale odour lingers in the air
Dressing gown and clean pantihose
Placed over back of panama chair.
Dressing table littered by make up and array of perfumes
Feminine touches adorn a woman's bedroom
Sounds of gushing water and humming of a tune
Along to the radio emitted from the bathroom
As she gets ready for a new day
Warm skin ...
645 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2016 6:40am
29th Dec 2016 6:40am
The Story Within Her Smiling Eyes.
She makes everyday a glourious summers day
Clouds quickly disperse
As with tender care and her love
She heals the hurt
And soothes the inner child within me.
She is my life my world and destiny.
Even after all these years
I'm still blown away
And taken by surprise
Whenever i look into her
Her beautiful smiling beguiling eyes
As they tell a wonderful story
That only I can see
For they tell me with up most sincerity
Just how much she loves and adores me.
A warm ocean of emotion. can flow...
Clouds quickly disperse
As with tender care and her love
She heals the hurt
And soothes the inner child within me.
She is my life my world and destiny.
Even after all these years
I'm still blown away
And taken by surprise
Whenever i look into her
Her beautiful smiling beguiling eyes
As they tell a wonderful story
That only I can see
For they tell me with up most sincerity
Just how much she loves and adores me.
A warm ocean of emotion. can flow...
778 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Dec 2016 2:16pm
26th Dec 2016 2:16pm
Barbedwire around my Lips and Heart.
Built a tall wall around me
A fortress drawbridge raised
Armoured doors under lock and key
Haunted by past broken hearted days.
Out of view out of sight
I hide away among the shadows
In a endless tormenting night.
Shards of heart lay in the rubble of forsaken dreams
Laid upon the cold dirt ridden floor
Heart burst at the seems.
Trust once as strong as steel
Now turned to rust.
I bare the pain of blood soaked barbed wire
Upon my lips and around my heart
So ripped apart
Lowered my drawbridge like a fool so many...
A fortress drawbridge raised
Armoured doors under lock and key
Haunted by past broken hearted days.
Out of view out of sight
I hide away among the shadows
In a endless tormenting night.
Shards of heart lay in the rubble of forsaken dreams
Laid upon the cold dirt ridden floor
Heart burst at the seems.
Trust once as strong as steel
Now turned to rust.
I bare the pain of blood soaked barbed wire
Upon my lips and around my heart
So ripped apart
Lowered my drawbridge like a fool so many...
738 reads
13 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Dec 2016 12:26pm
26th Dec 2016 12:26pm
Living Life in Limbo.
I don't want to live
Yet I don't want to die
I'm trapped in a living hell
I can't move forward
No matter how I try
My feet are set in concrete
My mind confused
Belittled heartbroken and abused
Foggy not sure what is real no more
i feel a thousand cuts of intense pain
Emanating from my core.
No love in my life
I wither
Silent tears flow like a river
Climbing a new mountain everyday
Watching others getting on happy
Upon my way.
Tormented haunted by my horrific past ...
Yet I don't want to die
I'm trapped in a living hell
I can't move forward
No matter how I try
My feet are set in concrete
My mind confused
Belittled heartbroken and abused
Foggy not sure what is real no more
i feel a thousand cuts of intense pain
Emanating from my core.
No love in my life
I wither
Silent tears flow like a river
Climbing a new mountain everyday
Watching others getting on happy
Upon my way.
Tormented haunted by my horrific past ...
820 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Dec 2016 12:45pm
25th Dec 2016 12:45pm
Standing on the Edge.
Umbilical chord severed from a cold uninviting world
My mind and soul ravaged by years of trauma
And excruciating intense pain
Dark thoughts mist the brain
Sanity hanging from a thread
My only sanctuary is sleep in bed.
On waking the bombshell
Strikes my consciousness
Another day of hell.
And so I stand. Each and everyday
Standing precariously on the edge of a of deep c assume below
In a strong purging bitter wind
And begin to sway
Backward and forward
Unsure which way I'll go
Staring at the inviting Deep
Far below.
...
My mind and soul ravaged by years of trauma
And excruciating intense pain
Dark thoughts mist the brain
Sanity hanging from a thread
My only sanctuary is sleep in bed.
On waking the bombshell
Strikes my consciousness
Another day of hell.
And so I stand. Each and everyday
Standing precariously on the edge of a of deep c assume below
In a strong purging bitter wind
And begin to sway
Backward and forward
Unsure which way I'll go
Staring at the inviting Deep
Far below.
...
697 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Dec 2016 10:34am
24th Dec 2016 10:34am
Have the Birds Forgot their Song.
Have the birds forgot their song
My garden used to be full of feathered friend
But now there's none.
I used to love to watch groups of sparrows
Chirp and play
And hear the cocksure blackbird with melodic song
At the end of day
The approaching dawn symphony
The perky robin in the tree.
Have the birds forgot their song
My garden used to be full of feathered friend
But now there's none.
Peter Dome. copyright.2016.
My garden used to be full of feathered friend
But now there's none.
I used to love to watch groups of sparrows
Chirp and play
And hear the cocksure blackbird with melodic song
At the end of day
The approaching dawn symphony
The perky robin in the tree.
Have the birds forgot their song
My garden used to be full of feathered friend
But now there's none.
Peter Dome. copyright.2016.
692 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2016 7:43am
22nd Dec 2016 7:43am
Loves Glue.
'Romance is the glue that bonds two hearts together''.
''Hopefully forever''.
Peter Dome. Copyright. 2016. Dec.
''Hopefully forever''.
Peter Dome. Copyright. 2016. Dec.
662 reads
4 Comments
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