Submissions by nottoday
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Its just dictation from the graffiti inside the outside walls of my head that changes like the weather- lost socks with a keyboard.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2016 9:59pm
28th Nov 2016 9:59pm
Back to the mud
the cross stands proud in the beautiful blue sky
a guy in the black coat waits by the white door in the steeples shadow
flags blow with no wind
the strong willed yield with patience
dead flowers bath in sunlight
tires roll, tears fade to laughter
shows over have a nice day,
see a movie rated X.
a guy in the black coat waits by the white door in the steeples shadow
flags blow with no wind
the strong willed yield with patience
dead flowers bath in sunlight
tires roll, tears fade to laughter
shows over have a nice day,
see a movie rated X.
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SONG LYRICS
Published
15th Nov 2016 10:47am
15th Nov 2016 10:47am
Pin drop anarchist
The devil weeps the cowards call
tears to strong to stop his minds eye
Choices fade into sky
Trembling hands forget the masters will
Stillness screams - fozen air
Look up its here
HATREDS the illusion of fears remorse
Its all real ..., will,- were are you-
Echos in the forest fall deaf
Dawn's release another today
Natures mother gifts again
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tears to strong to stop his minds eye
Choices fade into sky
Trembling hands forget the masters will
Stillness screams - fozen air
Look up its here
HATREDS the illusion of fears remorse
Its all real ..., will,- were are you-
Echos in the forest fall deaf
Dawn's release another today
Natures mother gifts again
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 9:45pm
14th Nov 2016 9:45pm
Myself to i
Rising to repeat the self contended
The stranger doesnt believe hes strange
Sideways the thought - momentums curse
Butterflies tickle inside proud blue sky
Oftens backwards cousin now has no chance
The sprirts smell cocks the trigger
Demons fly - bastards crawl - winners sorrow
North south my fingerprints the same, - time labors ache changes the distance but not the folly
Seamans stare at their egos, fatherless until...
Imbittered i am, says she into the wind that cant hear the voices of silence
Shame...
The stranger doesnt believe hes strange
Sideways the thought - momentums curse
Butterflies tickle inside proud blue sky
Oftens backwards cousin now has no chance
The sprirts smell cocks the trigger
Demons fly - bastards crawl - winners sorrow
North south my fingerprints the same, - time labors ache changes the distance but not the folly
Seamans stare at their egos, fatherless until...
Imbittered i am, says she into the wind that cant hear the voices of silence
Shame...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 9:42pm
14th Nov 2016 9:42pm
yabow
2 many choices
Split patterns colors wander
Turn left its right
Promise yourself dawns coming
White lights zig, black zags
Comfort in the repetition - green grass finds the cow.
Simplistic guilt is more common than I deserve
Reach up and pick one,.. clouds are delicious this time of my fears end, for i know the time has come.....beneath, above, below its all the same
Surrender. Its ok to dance like a fool,
Fools evil twin masquerading as a puppet with no strings, remembers to break the rules
Yabow...
Split patterns colors wander
Turn left its right
Promise yourself dawns coming
White lights zig, black zags
Comfort in the repetition - green grass finds the cow.
Simplistic guilt is more common than I deserve
Reach up and pick one,.. clouds are delicious this time of my fears end, for i know the time has come.....beneath, above, below its all the same
Surrender. Its ok to dance like a fool,
Fools evil twin masquerading as a puppet with no strings, remembers to break the rules
Yabow...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Oct 2016 2:06am
11th Oct 2016 2:06am
Try.
I hear the shadows footstep
The audience claps in monotone
Colorless, ....shes captivating
Fog, an airplane rises to the sky
Tarmac boils black
Shes lost at home
The ladder gathers dust silent on the wall
Dogs squeal, brakes cry
The capsule over my head has 170 souls bound in foil and leather
Malice becomes common
Forward says move to count your steps, choices backfire,
hearts race towards the meaningless in the blank positive
Snow
The audience claps in monotone
Colorless, ....shes captivating
Fog, an airplane rises to the sky
Tarmac boils black
Shes lost at home
The ladder gathers dust silent on the wall
Dogs squeal, brakes cry
The capsule over my head has 170 souls bound in foil and leather
Malice becomes common
Forward says move to count your steps, choices backfire,
hearts race towards the meaningless in the blank positive
Snow
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Oct 2016 2:00am
11th Oct 2016 2:00am
Marys wish.
The orange pony says to wait for the next train.
Chances in the river of doubt swim upstream into lucks waiting arms
Follow nothing.
Your masters ego is a liar
The pool is crisp, cool and dark.
Music is loud, i dont care
The devils just a word, the sun is real
Passions in the room, loyality wins again, the angel on my arm is stronger than I can believe
Deep breathe,
your ok.
Not today, meanless weaps the floor with nothing
I am here, my friend
Bare feet wet, concrete cool, look up ...
Chances in the river of doubt swim upstream into lucks waiting arms
Follow nothing.
Your masters ego is a liar
The pool is crisp, cool and dark.
Music is loud, i dont care
The devils just a word, the sun is real
Passions in the room, loyality wins again, the angel on my arm is stronger than I can believe
Deep breathe,
your ok.
Not today, meanless weaps the floor with nothing
I am here, my friend
Bare feet wet, concrete cool, look up ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jul 2016 7:38pm
9th Jul 2016 7:38pm
abe.
knots twisted tight.
veins swell
2ams enterainment for 2 cats and the paint on the wall.
chemicals swim with the blood working on a resolve.
pain reaps its reward.
thoughts collide, the test dummy is real.
the statue dad won of " the thinker " is all I can remember, fake copper with a meaningless award.
like abes statue sitting in DC, except my head is bowed down, like a fighter on the floor.
im trying so hard, this isnt funny anymore.
is that a mouse in the wall, no.....its in my head
go away...
veins swell
2ams enterainment for 2 cats and the paint on the wall.
chemicals swim with the blood working on a resolve.
pain reaps its reward.
thoughts collide, the test dummy is real.
the statue dad won of " the thinker " is all I can remember, fake copper with a meaningless award.
like abes statue sitting in DC, except my head is bowed down, like a fighter on the floor.
im trying so hard, this isnt funny anymore.
is that a mouse in the wall, no.....its in my head
go away...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2016 3:44am
3rd Jul 2016 3:44am
nottoday.
Misgivings are the teachers we never listen to.
Todays mistake becomes yesterdays dead dream.
Thoughtless fools surround the mote drowning like rats stuck in the bucket of bad choices
Justify the means, when in fact the means have no meaning.
Self destruction in an academics leather bag packed with carpe diem flying off the ropeswing into the pool of chance
Jump.
What a view.
Knees like rubber.
Alive
How did i get here
Stopped in a seawall of traffic
Actors with no script choosing all the right lines
Cool air,...
Todays mistake becomes yesterdays dead dream.
Thoughtless fools surround the mote drowning like rats stuck in the bucket of bad choices
Justify the means, when in fact the means have no meaning.
Self destruction in an academics leather bag packed with carpe diem flying off the ropeswing into the pool of chance
Jump.
What a view.
Knees like rubber.
Alive
How did i get here
Stopped in a seawall of traffic
Actors with no script choosing all the right lines
Cool air,...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2016 9:08pm
2nd Jul 2016 9:08pm
Voids of color
Step in.
Freezing gray sky, winds drill you with pain.
Close the old heavy door.
stop. and ....
Open the door... inside the door
left side bottom ..
Go ahead its loose. push.... crawl in
Deep deep pause,
let your lungs fill with forgiveness.
The sky smells like the ocean and the smoke of a cookout, breath in, change the color of your thoughts...
Warm sand unites again with cold toes
Peace and harmony make their journey thoughout your being.
Your high, lifes free.... feel the...
Freezing gray sky, winds drill you with pain.
Close the old heavy door.
stop. and ....
Open the door... inside the door
left side bottom ..
Go ahead its loose. push.... crawl in
Deep deep pause,
let your lungs fill with forgiveness.
The sky smells like the ocean and the smoke of a cookout, breath in, change the color of your thoughts...
Warm sand unites again with cold toes
Peace and harmony make their journey thoughout your being.
Your high, lifes free.... feel the...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2016 7:26am
1st Jul 2016 7:26am
the bickersons.
They live in my house
Always ready for a debate
To much sugar
Hairs a mess
Its not fighting, relax its human nature to bitch at things and people
Balancing the art of relations since the beginning of mankind, .....wish I bought stock early
Cavemen bickered over what cave to crash in, perhaps who killed more stuff to eat
You see it everyday, the old saying " its the fabric of our society" works pretty well here
The cashier bickers with the bagger
The kids bicker with mom at the store
Grandma...
Always ready for a debate
To much sugar
Hairs a mess
Its not fighting, relax its human nature to bitch at things and people
Balancing the art of relations since the beginning of mankind, .....wish I bought stock early
Cavemen bickered over what cave to crash in, perhaps who killed more stuff to eat
You see it everyday, the old saying " its the fabric of our society" works pretty well here
The cashier bickers with the bagger
The kids bicker with mom at the store
Grandma...
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th Jun 2016 11:01pm
30th Jun 2016 11:01pm
The boxes always win.
Are shadows an illusion caused by dishonest light?
Orbs of energy wandering to want, only to be dispelled, when in fact all they need is to discard their false master thats infecting them from within.
Laughter is far greater than the pills, those plastic little warheads we bomb are bodies with... dropping them like missiles of hope om the tortured, all signed sealed and delivered in a perfect little bag.
Taking comfort into this war, like its a prize,making there meaningless consumption based lifes more individual.
But thats human natuure right?
Seek...
Orbs of energy wandering to want, only to be dispelled, when in fact all they need is to discard their false master thats infecting them from within.
Laughter is far greater than the pills, those plastic little warheads we bomb are bodies with... dropping them like missiles of hope om the tortured, all signed sealed and delivered in a perfect little bag.
Taking comfort into this war, like its a prize,making there meaningless consumption based lifes more individual.
But thats human natuure right?
Seek...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2016 00:15am
30th Jun 2016 00:15am
My office.
Squares corners are doors of the ill minded.
Wonder whats in there, maybe heaven, all those socks i lost i suppose,
I dis-pize this wonderful comfortable place
Its like a dentists office decorated by steve ray.
Books read sit to remind us how smart we think we really aren't
Under the art is the lonely wall.
Emptys sad is clear thinking, i choose not.
Follow the leaders who follow the teachers combined into the same point of no interest.
I even built an orange blanket fort to remind me to be a kid, try it its fun.
...
Wonder whats in there, maybe heaven, all those socks i lost i suppose,
I dis-pize this wonderful comfortable place
Its like a dentists office decorated by steve ray.
Books read sit to remind us how smart we think we really aren't
Under the art is the lonely wall.
Emptys sad is clear thinking, i choose not.
Follow the leaders who follow the teachers combined into the same point of no interest.
I even built an orange blanket fort to remind me to be a kid, try it its fun.
...
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