Submissions by rainbow_sunshine (Wendy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My goal: be worthy of the attentive ear and open mind
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2011 6:13am
3rd Feb 2011 6:13am
No impulse control
The room bustles
With beer banter
and cat calls
drunken drivel
and energy
friends find
ganja to hoot
happy to have
no impulse control
I implied jokingly
kill the lights
let's make a messy
memory
nighttime overcame perseverance
questions of reality start to unfold
various wails, x's and o's and yells
zoom around the room
With beer banter
and cat calls
drunken drivel
and energy
friends find
ganja to hoot
happy to have
no impulse control
I implied jokingly
kill the lights
let's make a messy
memory
nighttime overcame perseverance
questions of reality start to unfold
various wails, x's and o's and yells
zoom around the room
854 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2011 6:46am
2nd Feb 2011 6:46am
I swallowed every insecurity
Every place we have been is dust.
Diamond dust disintegrated with every
eye lash bat we cast
In opposite directions
Afraid to catch each others eyes
And never want to let go.
I promise this
An honest liar keeps their word
When speaking of love
For what else is worthy of honor?
I would never let you go
Never let you go
Unless you asked
Diamond dust disintegrated with every
eye lash bat we cast
In opposite directions
Afraid to catch each others eyes
And never want to let go.
I promise this
An honest liar keeps their word
When speaking of love
For what else is worthy of honor?
I would never let you go
Never let you go
Unless you asked
995 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Feb 2011 4:32pm
1st Feb 2011 4:32pm
Pack of pestilence
Nicotine
No more of me
Depreciate
Deteriorate
My current state
I overrate the love
When I hate
Nicotine
No more of me
Depreciate
Deteriorate
My current state
I overrate the love
When I hate
Nicotine
#tobacco
873 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2011 7:39am
1st Feb 2011 7:39am
Letting Go
The world lies willy nilly
At our fingertips
The tip top of our
Conscienceness
The place where all
the keys are hid
Will teach you how
To pop your lid
Unleash what's left
And then you'll find
The smartest people
Have lost their mind
At our fingertips
The tip top of our
Conscienceness
The place where all
the keys are hid
Will teach you how
To pop your lid
Unleash what's left
And then you'll find
The smartest people
Have lost their mind
905 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2011 11:27pm
27th Jan 2011 11:27pm
Green Machine
It's 4:20!!
Hip hip hooray!
It's that magical time of day
where stoners and potheads and hippies take pause
to get high for the very best noblest cause
of the little hand nearing the five on the clock
when the big hand hits four we'll deplete our whole stock
of the weed that we saved
for the best time of day
It's 4:20!
Hip hip hooray!
It's that magical time of day
where stoners and potheads and hippies take pause
to get high for the very best noblest cause
of the little hand nearing the five on the clock
when the big hand hits four we'll deplete our whole stock
of the weed that we saved
for the best time of day
It's 4:20!
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jan 2011 7:25am
25th Jan 2011 7:25am
Let me introduce myself
Renegade hippy
punching trash cans
not faces
blazin
flowers in my hair
dirt underneath my
fingertips
cigarettes
for breakfast
bass lines
for dessert
waiting
for the snow to melt
so I can go
barefoot
a daughter of the sun
who loves
to indulge in night time
pleasures
a creature with a wide spectrum
I will travel forever
punching trash cans
not faces
blazin
flowers in my hair
dirt underneath my
fingertips
cigarettes
for breakfast
bass lines
for dessert
waiting
for the snow to melt
so I can go
barefoot
a daughter of the sun
who loves
to indulge in night time
pleasures
a creature with a wide spectrum
I will travel forever
753 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jan 2011 00:31am
21st Jan 2011 00:31am
creature of the night
I love
the inky black nights
that make you defy the thought
of ever knowing
heavenly blue skies
or sunshine
the inky black nights
that make you defy the thought
of ever knowing
heavenly blue skies
or sunshine
800 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2011 11:58pm
12th Jan 2011 11:58pm
The boogeyman knows best
I am not afraid of anything
not conniving evilvillains
waiting
behind black secret veils
not vicious vile
thunder claps
or jagged rips
of lightning
not elusive monsters
that lurkbelow beds
and in closets
I am only afraid of
the crippling
and whittling
of life as we age
the unwhispered words
I thought I
heard you say
and the fragile fraying
of reality thatreoccurs
each day
I am afraid of everything
not conniving evilvillains
waiting
behind black secret veils
not vicious vile
thunder claps
or jagged rips
of lightning
not elusive monsters
that lurkbelow beds
and in closets
I am only afraid of
the crippling
and whittling
of life as we age
the unwhispered words
I thought I
heard you say
and the fragile fraying
of reality thatreoccurs
each day
I am afraid of everything
785 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2011 6:04pm
10th Jan 2011 6:04pm
Idiom
It's high time
I make this rhyme
to contemplate
my current state
of out of mind
I often find
my heart beats fast
when I go past
the normal realm
I overwhelm
my brain cells by
getting
myself
h
g
i
h
it's high time
I make this rhyme
to contemplate
my current state
of out of mind
I often find
my heart beats fast
when I go past
the normal realm
I overwhelm
my brain cells by
getting
myself
h
g
i
h
it's high time
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0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2011 5:29pm
7th Jan 2011 5:29pm
smoking
I feel like smoke
invading the room
but I will be
dissipating soon
running away
back into the sky
but the smell still lingers
after my good bye
you'll try to light
this spark again
but I'm no longer the flame
a mere reminder of when
there once was a fire
that blazed strong and bright
now the smokes all that's left
and soonwill be out of sight
invading the room
but I will be
dissipating soon
running away
back into the sky
but the smell still lingers
after my good bye
you'll try to light
this spark again
but I'm no longer the flame
a mere reminder of when
there once was a fire
that blazed strong and bright
now the smokes all that's left
and soonwill be out of sight
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2011 5:02pm
7th Jan 2011 5:02pm
Loosing it when it was never real
I need some help
I need a friend
do you have someone
to recommend?
I feel the anguish
push back in
I don't want to be on
pills again
I'm loosing sense
of what is real
I no longer trust
in what I feel
a chemical imbalance
is what I fight
while I resist theprescriptions
that prolong the nights
puts me back in a haze
where I don't feel a thing
and because that's my choice
it's angering
to know that I battle
this polarity
why can't I be happy
and just be me?
some said if I...
I need a friend
do you have someone
to recommend?
I feel the anguish
push back in
I don't want to be on
pills again
I'm loosing sense
of what is real
I no longer trust
in what I feel
a chemical imbalance
is what I fight
while I resist theprescriptions
that prolong the nights
puts me back in a haze
where I don't feel a thing
and because that's my choice
it's angering
to know that I battle
this polarity
why can't I be happy
and just be me?
some said if I...
828 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2011 9:55am
4th Jan 2011 9:55am
Sleep
It is my deepest
wish right now
to sleep.
To cast aside
the weary,
the relentless
buzz and itch
ofwakefulness.
My lacking brain
is sleepdeprived
and yearning
to be free
from stimulation.
Susceptible
to would haves
could haves
but I didn't,
when it should be
streaming
througha hazy
field of dreamers.
Thoughts without
direction
cause
or impact
played out
colourful
and vivid
on the back drop
of my eyelids-
it's all
I wish to see,
but alassweet sleep
escapes ...
wish right now
to sleep.
To cast aside
the weary,
the relentless
buzz and itch
ofwakefulness.
My lacking brain
is sleepdeprived
and yearning
to be free
from stimulation.
Susceptible
to would haves
could haves
but I didn't,
when it should be
streaming
througha hazy
field of dreamers.
Thoughts without
direction
cause
or impact
played out
colourful
and vivid
on the back drop
of my eyelids-
it's all
I wish to see,
but alassweet sleep
escapes ...
782 reads
1 Comment
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