Submissions by rabbitquest
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Sep 2012 3:19pm
5th Sep 2012 3:19pm
Stop bugging me
I love you and care for you
I'll always be there for you
But there is one problem
and the problem is me
I have died and have come back as a bee
I tried to caress your sweet hair,
but you slapped me in fear and I died right there
I was reborn as an ant
I crawled up your shoe and tried to woo you
like we used to do, me and you
but I cant help it, I bit and you squashed me,
well, again that was it
I came back as a bat
I circled your head on your nightly walks with your cat
...
I'll always be there for you
But there is one problem
and the problem is me
I have died and have come back as a bee
I tried to caress your sweet hair,
but you slapped me in fear and I died right there
I was reborn as an ant
I crawled up your shoe and tried to woo you
like we used to do, me and you
but I cant help it, I bit and you squashed me,
well, again that was it
I came back as a bat
I circled your head on your nightly walks with your cat
...
1125 reads
8 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
29th Aug 2012 3:39pm
29th Aug 2012 3:39pm
College boy, Chapter one.
He was young, came from a middle almost yupper class
family, protective , sent him off to a religious college, insted of one of those state ones, you know those colleges where the kids smoke and drink and have sex with each other,
No, His parents could not send their little boy there, no the religious college, even though mom and dad and son were decidedly scientific in their understanding of the world and did not ever, or almost never in any recent memory that he could conjure to his mind, well, there was that christian youth camp for a week, and then, there was that time,...
family, protective , sent him off to a religious college, insted of one of those state ones, you know those colleges where the kids smoke and drink and have sex with each other,
No, His parents could not send their little boy there, no the religious college, even though mom and dad and son were decidedly scientific in their understanding of the world and did not ever, or almost never in any recent memory that he could conjure to his mind, well, there was that christian youth camp for a week, and then, there was that time,...
868 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Aug 2012 6:36am
26th Aug 2012 6:36am
Life is new in an instant
Franchise Head Spinner
Nonsense Prize Winner
Offbeat Tweet
She call me over for a good time
She give me my watch I left last time
I set the clock to half past thirty three
She come and call for my reality
I aint got no common sense
All I got is no drugs and a job to pay the rents
I kicked the habit but the journey was too long to reccomend
to fellow travelers
drugs is much easier, just take them, rot away a little,
and like a drop in the bucket, the bucket, a fifty five gallon
...
Nonsense Prize Winner
Offbeat Tweet
She call me over for a good time
She give me my watch I left last time
I set the clock to half past thirty three
She come and call for my reality
I aint got no common sense
All I got is no drugs and a job to pay the rents
I kicked the habit but the journey was too long to reccomend
to fellow travelers
drugs is much easier, just take them, rot away a little,
and like a drop in the bucket, the bucket, a fifty five gallon
...
933 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Aug 2012 11:29am
9th Aug 2012 11:29am
E.D.
ED
is like
that kid
who raises
his hand
in class,
then when the teacher
looks his way,
he sneaks it down
before she calls on him.
is like sayin
not tonight dear,
I have a headache
Is like
puttin ketchup
on your tampon
but your a guy
is like
that kid
who raises
his hand
in class,
then when the teacher
looks his way,
he sneaks it down
before she calls on him.
is like sayin
not tonight dear,
I have a headache
Is like
puttin ketchup
on your tampon
but your a guy
814 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2012 7:34am
27th Jul 2012 7:34am
crazy about U
I am crazy about everything you do
and say
I am crazy about your do do
and save it for gardening day
I even save your Wee Wee
mix it with my coffee
YOu are my Inspiration
Your Farts are Musical and
elicit fond thoughts of rare
and exotic cheeses
I am crazy about your drug experiences
and gladly perform CPR for fourty five minutes until
you come around.
I fight your windmills right by your side
and tell your boss he is a jack ass for firing you,
...
and say
I am crazy about your do do
and save it for gardening day
I even save your Wee Wee
mix it with my coffee
YOu are my Inspiration
Your Farts are Musical and
elicit fond thoughts of rare
and exotic cheeses
I am crazy about your drug experiences
and gladly perform CPR for fourty five minutes until
you come around.
I fight your windmills right by your side
and tell your boss he is a jack ass for firing you,
...
1027 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jul 2012 7:02pm
20th Jul 2012 7:02pm
Satan is the Devil is My name.
Satan got a bad rap.
I mean he was an angel,
that wanted to know everything.
Correct me if I am wrong,
But I too, often wanted to know everything.
that was my first hint.
Then I looked at my name.
It also has the consonants, S T N
in that order, and two vowels that are the same.
But Then I also have a V thrown in there, so I felt pretty safe,
until if you combine the two words Satan, and Devil, well,
it would be reasonable to assume I would be taking the V from Devil and mixing it up with...
I mean he was an angel,
that wanted to know everything.
Correct me if I am wrong,
But I too, often wanted to know everything.
that was my first hint.
Then I looked at my name.
It also has the consonants, S T N
in that order, and two vowels that are the same.
But Then I also have a V thrown in there, so I felt pretty safe,
until if you combine the two words Satan, and Devil, well,
it would be reasonable to assume I would be taking the V from Devil and mixing it up with...
867 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
12th Jul 2012 6:45am
12th Jul 2012 6:45am
Sexual Encounters
I answered an emergency call of a wild dog. The woman was terrified and cornered. I ran straight at the rabid German Shepard. He tore at my hand, running off with my leather motorcycle glove. The woman was overwhelmed at my random act of kindness, and asked if there were anything she could do. I asked her if she could make glove, as I was missing one.
She reached out to take my hand, and brought me inside, then took off her dress.
I went to a wedding for my ex girlfreind Kate, who was marrying my best friend Nick. I wrapped up their wedding gift, and taped a...
She reached out to take my hand, and brought me inside, then took off her dress.
I went to a wedding for my ex girlfreind Kate, who was marrying my best friend Nick. I wrapped up their wedding gift, and taped a...
1511 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 6:08am
8th Jul 2012 6:08am
When you need somebody to tell you that You Are Beautiful
You are a very beautiful person.
You are very smart and kind.
You are very popular and loved by others.
If you believe otherwise, you are only being misled.
Because i think you are beautiful,
and kind,
and smart,
and popular, if that is a good thing,
and witty.
Who Am i?
Surely, i know not, without knowing you.
Who are we, but a grain of sand on a beach
on a planet that is a speck in a milky galaxy,
that is a speck of light
in a night sky
of another...
You are very smart and kind.
You are very popular and loved by others.
If you believe otherwise, you are only being misled.
Because i think you are beautiful,
and kind,
and smart,
and popular, if that is a good thing,
and witty.
Who Am i?
Surely, i know not, without knowing you.
Who are we, but a grain of sand on a beach
on a planet that is a speck in a milky galaxy,
that is a speck of light
in a night sky
of another...
1265 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2012 4:58pm
2nd Jul 2012 4:58pm
Escape being a Vampire Part One.
The blood trickling down my neck feels strange.
The vampire that bit me lies at my feet,
a wooden stake in his staked heart.
I rub Garlic into my wounds and fall asleep, only to be awakened by
sunsets arrival?
I find it odd that I cannot sleep even though the moon traverses the
sky, whispering a slow tune, hidden in with the crickets and
springtime frogs.
I lament my lost childhood, growing up introverted, and protected from the dangers the outside world offered.
...
The vampire that bit me lies at my feet,
a wooden stake in his staked heart.
I rub Garlic into my wounds and fall asleep, only to be awakened by
sunsets arrival?
I find it odd that I cannot sleep even though the moon traverses the
sky, whispering a slow tune, hidden in with the crickets and
springtime frogs.
I lament my lost childhood, growing up introverted, and protected from the dangers the outside world offered.
...
871 reads
2 Comments
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