Submissions by oskar
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 6:33pm
14th Nov 2024 6:33pm
a small bank
A small bank
When I visit my bank, which is a small rural one
the bank lady who warns me not to overspend
and my wife meets I go for a coffee across
the road, they are both from Congo and have
a lot to talk about
The business in the bank is done, forenoon
the prize of pig feed and grain harvest, and so on
When I am alone, I like to come early
and enjoy the concerned people with no dramatic political
meaning other than survival
the real people's experience that contextualized
not democratic that those who invest in ...
When I visit my bank, which is a small rural one
the bank lady who warns me not to overspend
and my wife meets I go for a coffee across
the road, they are both from Congo and have
a lot to talk about
The business in the bank is done, forenoon
the prize of pig feed and grain harvest, and so on
When I am alone, I like to come early
and enjoy the concerned people with no dramatic political
meaning other than survival
the real people's experience that contextualized
not democratic that those who invest in ...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions #love
#emotions #love
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 1:39pm
14th Nov 2024 1:39pm
Tumor
The Tumor
Last night, I watched a podcast
the man with the highest measured IQ
and I was pleasantly surprised
He looked and acted like a sane bloke
his views were an echo in my mind
best of all, he was like me, working-class
but had read the classics
his laughter was infectious
two hours well spent
His idea of God was how I think of God
there is good and evil in the world by
those who do not believe in the law of
nature and think they can ignore what
is fundamentally true
I woke up early following the thoughts...
Last night, I watched a podcast
the man with the highest measured IQ
and I was pleasantly surprised
He looked and acted like a sane bloke
his views were an echo in my mind
best of all, he was like me, working-class
but had read the classics
his laughter was infectious
two hours well spent
His idea of God was how I think of God
there is good and evil in the world by
those who do not believe in the law of
nature and think they can ignore what
is fundamentally true
I woke up early following the thoughts...
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#strength
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2024 6:10pm
13th Nov 2024 6:10pm
AI and the future
AI and the future
We are invited to spot the difference between
a real woman dancing and an AI version, no
we can't, does it matter?
The AI will forever be what it was trained to do
in this case, dancing, she will not develop, fall in
and have children
You can put her in a box for a time, start her up
she will dance and look stunning, but she will
not know how to mop a floor
This musing might sound innocent but think
what would happen if we trained AI soldiers
who followed and instructed to kill the enemy
those who bleed...
We are invited to spot the difference between
a real woman dancing and an AI version, no
we can't, does it matter?
The AI will forever be what it was trained to do
in this case, dancing, she will not develop, fall in
and have children
You can put her in a box for a time, start her up
she will dance and look stunning, but she will
not know how to mop a floor
This musing might sound innocent but think
what would happen if we trained AI soldiers
who followed and instructed to kill the enemy
those who bleed...
#boredom
#dark
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2024 8:58am
12th Nov 2024 8:58am
my sister and cancer
My sister and cancer
Maybe it was in 1946
when the winter was very hard
the big lake outside town froze solid
my brother had given me an old pair of skates
something with leather binning, I think
I could get them on
A young girl came; she was sweet and kind
helped to fasten the leather straps
I asked my brother who she was
She is different from the girls on the street
who were giggling a lot and smoking in the basement
My brother said she was my dad's sister
at home, I asked my mother about my other sister
she...
Maybe it was in 1946
when the winter was very hard
the big lake outside town froze solid
my brother had given me an old pair of skates
something with leather binning, I think
I could get them on
A young girl came; she was sweet and kind
helped to fasten the leather straps
I asked my brother who she was
She is different from the girls on the street
who were giggling a lot and smoking in the basement
My brother said she was my dad's sister
at home, I asked my mother about my other sister
she...
#forgiveness
#hope
#motivational #respect
#motivational #respect
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Nov 2024 9:16am
11th Nov 2024 9:16am
bullying
The bullying
In 1945, yes, I know it is; a long time ago
in fact, 80 years ago, a war had ended
and many children went to school without
breakfast that consisted of scones
with brown goat cheese and a small bottle
of milk, there was no restriction on how
many scones we could eat
a family didn't want their children eating
at the school, as they proudly pointed out
they could feed their own brood
the children were bullied because
their family was different from us
The whole working-class neighborhood
had gone...
In 1945, yes, I know it is; a long time ago
in fact, 80 years ago, a war had ended
and many children went to school without
breakfast that consisted of scones
with brown goat cheese and a small bottle
of milk, there was no restriction on how
many scones we could eat
a family didn't want their children eating
at the school, as they proudly pointed out
they could feed their own brood
the children were bullied because
their family was different from us
The whole working-class neighborhood
had gone...
#forgiveness
#love
#motivational #redemption
#motivational #redemption
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Nov 2024 5:15pm
10th Nov 2024 5:15pm
unhurried morning
unhurried morning
The bay window
showed me a beautiful vista
as young eyes see nature
This sight worried me
was there a message here?
Showing me what I will miss
when I shall be dust
blow in the wind of forever
The bay window
showed me a beautiful vista
as young eyes see nature
This sight worried me
was there a message here?
Showing me what I will miss
when I shall be dust
blow in the wind of forever
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #love
#gratitude #love
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2024 8:38am
10th Nov 2024 8:38am
space touring
We know it was a great fanfare
when Elon Musk sent a Tesla car towards the stars
with a fully loaded battery
When the hoopla died down and eyes were diverted
to the everyday problems on earth
The car started by itself and began visiting planet Saturn
and little Pluto and other planets of interest
When the time is right and astronauts, say Mars and walking
down the ladder, seeing tire marks will exclaim
Truly, ancient man was here.
when Elon Musk sent a Tesla car towards the stars
with a fully loaded battery
When the hoopla died down and eyes were diverted
to the everyday problems on earth
The car started by itself and began visiting planet Saturn
and little Pluto and other planets of interest
When the time is right and astronauts, say Mars and walking
down the ladder, seeing tire marks will exclaim
Truly, ancient man was here.
#aliens
#astronomy
#earth
#evolution
#moon
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2024 2:08pm
9th Nov 2024 2:08pm
Alfred and a church (rewrite)
Alfred and a church
The first time I met Alfred was in New York, where he appeared
on stage playing the sweetest of music.
I was alone and frightened, lost in an odd world of colors
Alfred, my father, followed me back to the ship, a night
that had a yellow haze and light rain.
For many years, I didn’t see Alfred, busy as I was growing
and yes, so many beautiful girls, so much to take in.
It was in later years, when broke and alone
that he appeared
playing sweet music, listening to my story, nodding his head
helping me up.
The...
The first time I met Alfred was in New York, where he appeared
on stage playing the sweetest of music.
I was alone and frightened, lost in an odd world of colors
Alfred, my father, followed me back to the ship, a night
that had a yellow haze and light rain.
For many years, I didn’t see Alfred, busy as I was growing
and yes, so many beautiful girls, so much to take in.
It was in later years, when broke and alone
that he appeared
playing sweet music, listening to my story, nodding his head
helping me up.
The...
#kindness
#love
#motivational
#respect
#strength
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Nov 2024 5:51pm
8th Nov 2024 5:51pm
the lizard of misery
The Lizard of Misery
He had traveled long distances before going back
to when child
Stopped at what had been his parent's house
someone else lived in their flat perhaps, a child sleeps
in his bed and dream his dreams.
He was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of loss
but his childhood
had been tough, a sleeping bag as a bed
He had, as an adult, constructed his own childhood
one he came to believe and told other people over
and over again
The lizard, on his back, was set free to glue itself
in someone else's misery
He had traveled long distances before going back
to when child
Stopped at what had been his parent's house
someone else lived in their flat perhaps, a child sleeps
in his bed and dream his dreams.
He was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of loss
but his childhood
had been tough, a sleeping bag as a bed
He had, as an adult, constructed his own childhood
one he came to believe and told other people over
and over again
The lizard, on his back, was set free to glue itself
in someone else's misery
#gratitude
#hope
#redemption
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Nov 2024 7:31pm
7th Nov 2024 7:31pm
a different view
The opposite view
Unipolar power is like being the bride
and resent the uppity of bridesmaids
she wanted her wedding to be remembered
no one can equal
Her democracy is the bride that has
become domineering and not let in
the bridesmaid
Not even getting married if she thought her
the rule was somewhat diminished
Her attitude causes friction; others wanted
to leave to go find their own happiness
This includes Miss Russia who was
a downtrodden maid, much patronized, made
the fun of and dismissed.
Surprised, we...
Unipolar power is like being the bride
and resent the uppity of bridesmaids
she wanted her wedding to be remembered
no one can equal
Her democracy is the bride that has
become domineering and not let in
the bridesmaid
Not even getting married if she thought her
the rule was somewhat diminished
Her attitude causes friction; others wanted
to leave to go find their own happiness
This includes Miss Russia who was
a downtrodden maid, much patronized, made
the fun of and dismissed.
Surprised, we...
#admiration
#courage
#hope
#kindness
#love
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Nov 2024 12:11pm
7th Nov 2024 12:11pm
a fable
A fable
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
I flew high, but it was hot, my wings were tired
when spotting a well sat on the rim of the well
saw my reflection; yes, I was beautiful, but
noticed a dark shadow behind me
pushing me into the well and looking up
Evil had gone
clawed myself to the top, the Evil sat by the fireside
my talons scratched its eyes out
Evil ran outside, cooling his dead eyes in falling
I'm a silky bird with golden feathers
The evil scream bore man's suffering
Wisdom lost there was a land that had golden sand
lemon trees and jubilant...
#MyInspiration
#passion
#PowerOfWords
#reading
#WritersBlock
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2024 10:54am
6th Nov 2024 10:54am
a ship and Germany
a ship and Germany
Unter den Linden, I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where
they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them
(looking up horses, I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time
I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so
but when the Brits and the Americans came
my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that had...
Unter den Linden, I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where
they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them
(looking up horses, I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time
I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so
but when the Brits and the Americans came
my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that had...
#admiration
#courage
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
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