Submissions by puckit (S.A. Elrod)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Once more unto the breach, dear friends."
LOVE POEM
Published
13th May 2020 3:45am
13th May 2020 3:45am
Raul
There now is a place for him
across the Rainbow Bridge
Although he still lies in my Lili's arms
She brought him home three days ago
She tries to save the world
And tries to keep everything from harm
We didn't want to love him
We knew that it would hurt
But truth is we loved him from the start
In three short days we fell for him
We knew his time was short
He meowed his way into our open hearts
And now he's crossed the Rainbow Bridge
we buried him on a nearby ridge
And now he looks down on the city...
across the Rainbow Bridge
Although he still lies in my Lili's arms
She brought him home three days ago
She tries to save the world
And tries to keep everything from harm
We didn't want to love him
We knew that it would hurt
But truth is we loved him from the start
In three short days we fell for him
We knew his time was short
He meowed his way into our open hearts
And now he's crossed the Rainbow Bridge
we buried him on a nearby ridge
And now he looks down on the city...
#love
#death
#animals
389 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Apr 2020 5:24am
30th Apr 2020 5:24am
Whispers and Whimpers
#lust
#passion
561 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
12th Jan 2017 6:05am
12th Jan 2017 6:05am
Song Fragment 1
Hello to all the silent faces
hello to all the pain
hello to all the distant voices
hello to summer rain
rustling paper in a summer breeze
running sounds on sand
ancient names and memories
the touch of a woman's hand
black and white against the brown
swaying with the wind
a horn the signal of desire
for old familiar friends
Chorus:
singing songs of joy and pain
singing songs of summer rain
calling to those days gone by
to wipe the teardrops from my eye
Written - April, 1989
hello to all the pain
hello to all the distant voices
hello to summer rain
rustling paper in a summer breeze
running sounds on sand
ancient names and memories
the touch of a woman's hand
black and white against the brown
swaying with the wind
a horn the signal of desire
for old familiar friends
Chorus:
singing songs of joy and pain
singing songs of summer rain
calling to those days gone by
to wipe the teardrops from my eye
Written - April, 1989
747 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
4th Jan 2016 7:44pm
4th Jan 2016 7:44pm
Song Fragment 2
Heart of Ice
eyes of mist
singing songs
of angels trysts
King of Diamonds
Queen of Hearts
The Ace of Clubs
is how it starts
Three of Diamonds
Two of Hearts
Jokers wild
is how they part
eyes of mist
singing songs
of angels trysts
King of Diamonds
Queen of Hearts
The Ace of Clubs
is how it starts
Three of Diamonds
Two of Hearts
Jokers wild
is how they part
759 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2016 7:30am
3rd Jan 2016 7:30am
Deception
Strength of mind
deceitful heart
the journeys end
is where it starts
merciless cruelty
unknowing pride
reveal the pain
they try to hide
unfocused eyes
on heartless games
they mock with laughter
amidst the flames
into the ashes
of men they've spurned
they throw their knowledge
of lessons learned
the female spiders
with angered cries
consume their passions
with poison lies.
Written - 1990
deceitful heart
the journeys end
is where it starts
merciless cruelty
unknowing pride
reveal the pain
they try to hide
unfocused eyes
on heartless games
they mock with laughter
amidst the flames
into the ashes
of men they've spurned
they throw their knowledge
of lessons learned
the female spiders
with angered cries
consume their passions
with poison lies.
Written - 1990
651 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2016 7:24pm
2nd Jan 2016 7:24pm
Poem Fragment 2
Empty heart
empty soul
spinning mind
suicide roll
ro relief
no compassion
empty life
no reaction
vacant stare
no remorse
empty mind
no recourse
doesn't matter
no big deal
not important
what I feel
Written - 1984
empty soul
spinning mind
suicide roll
ro relief
no compassion
empty life
no reaction
vacant stare
no remorse
empty mind
no recourse
doesn't matter
no big deal
not important
what I feel
Written - 1984
646 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2016 7:21pm
2nd Jan 2016 7:21pm
Poem Fragment 1
I took a walk down sentimental street
browsing through the old familiar pain
flashing peices of my past
that I'd like to live again
The times I left my heart in Julie's bed
The time I spent in Mindy's arms
the love I left care of Marie
and Michelle's undying charms
The list goes on and on
and the faces start to blur
but every time I think of them
emotions start to stir
Lisa in her short red skirts
Nancy in the summer sun
Catalina in the airport
Beatriz, mother of my son
Began in 1984 -...
browsing through the old familiar pain
flashing peices of my past
that I'd like to live again
The times I left my heart in Julie's bed
The time I spent in Mindy's arms
the love I left care of Marie
and Michelle's undying charms
The list goes on and on
and the faces start to blur
but every time I think of them
emotions start to stir
Lisa in her short red skirts
Nancy in the summer sun
Catalina in the airport
Beatriz, mother of my son
Began in 1984 -...
686 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Aug 2015 2:36am
5th Aug 2015 2:36am
Where it shouldn't go.
I put it where it shouldn't go
and now I hope she'll never know
the things I've done to feel alive
I hit the peak now comes the dive
shit
and now I hope she'll never know
the things I've done to feel alive
I hit the peak now comes the dive
shit
790 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2015 7:50pm
10th Jun 2015 7:50pm
The Muse Awakens
I think of you and it twists my heart
with fear of end, and fear of start
to think that someone can see the me
that I have always tried to be
Can I be that thing you see
If in the mirror I only see me
You say the things I long to hear
You say the things I've learned to fear
I see you and you see me
but even now she can't see me
because of this my heart longs
sometimes to learn a different song
with fear of end, and fear of start
to think that someone can see the me
that I have always tried to be
Can I be that thing you see
If in the mirror I only see me
You say the things I long to hear
You say the things I've learned to fear
I see you and you see me
but even now she can't see me
because of this my heart longs
sometimes to learn a different song
816 reads
1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
20th Feb 2014 4:57pm
20th Feb 2014 4:57pm
Deprivation - Annie
Why did God make me like this?” fourteen year old Annie asked her mother.
The words hung heavy in the silence.
Annie’s mother sobbed gently. “I don’t know baby!” she replied through her tears. She gathered herself and dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, summoning all the wisdom she could remember from her daddy’s sermons and her ex-husbands beatings.
“I don’t know what he has planned in his infinite wisdom, but although we don’t like it or understand it, it has to be right or he wouldn’t let it happen.” she stated in a tone that defied anyone to challenge her.
It was a tone...
The words hung heavy in the silence.
Annie’s mother sobbed gently. “I don’t know baby!” she replied through her tears. She gathered herself and dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, summoning all the wisdom she could remember from her daddy’s sermons and her ex-husbands beatings.
“I don’t know what he has planned in his infinite wisdom, but although we don’t like it or understand it, it has to be right or he wouldn’t let it happen.” she stated in a tone that defied anyone to challenge her.
It was a tone...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Apr 2011 2:52pm
17th Apr 2011 2:52pm
Where is the solace
Where do you find it?
The solace that eludes
And exudes the stench
Of disappointment
In the god that dropped you
Here
In the depths of disregard
At the mother who left
Just when the going was good
To meet and chastise the god
That dropped us
Here
In the mouth of false illusions
At the father who decided
That the chasing of tail
Trumped the chaos of boys
And looked to thank the god
That dropped us
Here
Where responsibilities
Fell away with effort
...
The solace that eludes
And exudes the stench
Of disappointment
In the god that dropped you
Here
In the depths of disregard
At the mother who left
Just when the going was good
To meet and chastise the god
That dropped us
Here
In the mouth of false illusions
At the father who decided
That the chasing of tail
Trumped the chaos of boys
And looked to thank the god
That dropped us
Here
Where responsibilities
Fell away with effort
...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2011 6:39pm
13th Feb 2011 6:39pm
A life uncommon
A life uncommon.
How do you live it when it's so restricted
to common
to baby's bottles
and hockey practice
and pen to paper and
financial aid
when the jungle calls
and the freedom
of the fight is pulling at your soul
and your sickness
and your children's faces
juxtaposed on the tear-filled faces
the blood-stained faces of the children
and the crying mothers and suicide bombs
and the bandaid on the stump
A life uncommon.
where the road diverges
and the choice is simple
and not a minefield ...
How do you live it when it's so restricted
to common
to baby's bottles
and hockey practice
and pen to paper and
financial aid
when the jungle calls
and the freedom
of the fight is pulling at your soul
and your sickness
and your children's faces
juxtaposed on the tear-filled faces
the blood-stained faces of the children
and the crying mothers and suicide bombs
and the bandaid on the stump
A life uncommon.
where the road diverges
and the choice is simple
and not a minefield ...
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