Submissions by plexus
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
6th Aug 2020 3:21pm
6th Aug 2020 3:21pm
The Quarantine Poem
Queen Mary had felt the same way
All alone
Trapped,
In Fotheringay
She knew the same moon
She knew the cherries
And markets and crowds
And the water-warped tune
She knew the stroke of a brush
a clock
Or of love
Calcified, fossilized
Where does she dream of?
I’d bet that its green
Like lowlands or shores
Close to the masses
No locks and no doors
Where people float through
They come and they go
Stay for supper then sleep
They tell her what they know
Of freedom and wind ...
All alone
Trapped,
In Fotheringay
She knew the same moon
She knew the cherries
And markets and crowds
And the water-warped tune
She knew the stroke of a brush
a clock
Or of love
Calcified, fossilized
Where does she dream of?
I’d bet that its green
Like lowlands or shores
Close to the masses
No locks and no doors
Where people float through
They come and they go
Stay for supper then sleep
They tell her what they know
Of freedom and wind ...
#love
#women
#nature #travel
#nature #travel
535 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Aug 2020 3:42am
6th Aug 2020 3:42am
Burgundy
#love
#women
#erotic
#God
#dirty
575 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Aug 2020 4:49pm
5th Aug 2020 4:49pm
The Fat Cat Poem
Just an hour ago
The tropical storm passed over the city
Its belly, boisterous
Hungry and seeking catharsis
Cooling the exponentially hot summer
It was dark
And sobbing onto all of the streets and leaves
But curiously
In a mere matter of minutes
It dissipated into balmy breeze
Like the steady exhale of the meditating man
The sun has even made a welcome return!
The winds are stiff but even so
I open my windows
Just an inch or maybe two
My dear house gets so stale sometimes
And i think my pothos and petunias and...
The tropical storm passed over the city
Its belly, boisterous
Hungry and seeking catharsis
Cooling the exponentially hot summer
It was dark
And sobbing onto all of the streets and leaves
But curiously
In a mere matter of minutes
It dissipated into balmy breeze
Like the steady exhale of the meditating man
The sun has even made a welcome return!
The winds are stiff but even so
I open my windows
Just an inch or maybe two
My dear house gets so stale sometimes
And i think my pothos and petunias and...
#home
#HumanRights
#philosophical
359 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Aug 2020 3:51pm
5th Aug 2020 3:51pm
Moonlit Midnight Meditation
Do you see the lapping of the ocean?
the way it wades with unhurried motion?
did you bring the spirits?
and did you bring the potions?
did you take the back roads,
to avoid all of the commotion?
I've never really came that way,
but now that we're here
I have some things to say...
what was it like,
midnight in May,
on long sparse roads
beneath the moon's rays?
and how do you feel
by the salt and the sea?
oh, my fearful, worried friend,
who feels anything but free
the wind,
does it soothe?
do the...
the way it wades with unhurried motion?
did you bring the spirits?
and did you bring the potions?
did you take the back roads,
to avoid all of the commotion?
I've never really came that way,
but now that we're here
I have some things to say...
what was it like,
midnight in May,
on long sparse roads
beneath the moon's rays?
and how do you feel
by the salt and the sea?
oh, my fearful, worried friend,
who feels anything but free
the wind,
does it soothe?
do the...
#sea
#moon
#nature #meditation
#nature #meditation
443 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2020 2:47am
5th Aug 2020 2:47am
The Great Low Point of 2018
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#alcohol
#confessional
#college
398 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2020 2:47am
5th Aug 2020 2:47am
The Night Bill Died
The Night Bill Died-
The night Bill died
eyes wide and dried and petrified
he saw things that we couldn't see
like geometric lines
and the way life will pass you by
and ancient almond tree
we spoke of morphine
and budding artists
and the ways the west has lied
but when the night had gone by
the wine long dry
Bill's silence
it amplified...
it's a startling sound
or lack thereof
like a proclamation with no applause
and in Bill's absence
we sat with silence
just left to hem and haw.
The night Bill died
eyes wide and dried and petrified
he saw things that we couldn't see
like geometric lines
and the way life will pass you by
and ancient almond tree
we spoke of morphine
and budding artists
and the ways the west has lied
but when the night had gone by
the wine long dry
Bill's silence
it amplified...
it's a startling sound
or lack thereof
like a proclamation with no applause
and in Bill's absence
we sat with silence
just left to hem and haw.
#grief
#death
#silence
495 reads
2 Comments
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