Submissions by rainbow_sunshine (Wendy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My goal: be worthy of the attentive ear and open mind
STORY POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2011 4:34pm
3rd Jan 2011 4:34pm
perils of apartment living
I was having a wonderful dream
about one of the bouncers
from myfavouritebar
making me anomelet.
But not just any omelet-
this one hadginger beef
magical mushrooms
and cheese.
I could feel theexcitementmounting
as I waited ever so patiently
in line
for it to be done cooking,
when a knocking on my wall
a shrill constant banging
combined with the piercing whirl of a drill
awoke me
before I had the chance
for even just one bite.
Now I'm back inside reality
where the only thing
for breakfast
is toast
and...
about one of the bouncers
from myfavouritebar
making me anomelet.
But not just any omelet-
this one hadginger beef
magical mushrooms
and cheese.
I could feel theexcitementmounting
as I waited ever so patiently
in line
for it to be done cooking,
when a knocking on my wall
a shrill constant banging
combined with the piercing whirl of a drill
awoke me
before I had the chance
for even just one bite.
Now I'm back inside reality
where the only thing
for breakfast
is toast
and...
860 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2011 5:17am
3rd Jan 2011 5:17am
the millionth ode to Mary Jane
(of coarse props go out to my manShakespearewho i stole a couple lines from :P)
to blaze or not to blaze-that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer soberness
while bongs andbubbler'soffer outrageous fortune
against a sea of troubles
and byindulging- I awake and live
forever more content until my end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
become a blurry sense of unimportance
devoutly to be wished for one more toke
to puff to pass to dream
for in that cloud of smoke what dreams may come
of peace and pot...
to blaze or not to blaze-that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer soberness
while bongs andbubbler'soffer outrageous fortune
against a sea of troubles
and byindulging- I awake and live
forever more content until my end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
become a blurry sense of unimportance
devoutly to be wished for one more toke
to puff to pass to dream
for in that cloud of smoke what dreams may come
of peace and pot...
915 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2011 4:46pm
2nd Jan 2011 4:46pm
I will always burn for you
candle light
I held it so close
afraid it would go out
afraid to let it burn me
held far enough away
to satisfy both
but close enough
to warm me
when the wind blew it near
I observed its flicker
mesmerized
but too strong a wind
might blow it out
so I sheltered it once more
and then while I wasn’t looking
realized
it had been snuffed
and I wasn't allowed
to re-light it
I held it so close
afraid it would go out
afraid to let it burn me
held far enough away
to satisfy both
but close enough
to warm me
when the wind blew it near
I observed its flicker
mesmerized
but too strong a wind
might blow it out
so I sheltered it once more
and then while I wasn’t looking
realized
it had been snuffed
and I wasn't allowed
to re-light it
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2010 2:51am
29th Dec 2010 2:51am
Better than
You feel like
you’re a superstar
Because they know exactly
who you are
They watched you
make love on the dance floor
To the music
that they live for
Our bodies never felt
like this from boys
Now that I’ve learned
to ride the noise
I’m in a relationship
that can’t be beat
When your soul is pounding
and you can’t stop your feet
You might not
understand
But when the music
takes command
It’s not what
anybody expects
The music is
better...
you’re a superstar
Because they know exactly
who you are
They watched you
make love on the dance floor
To the music
that they live for
Our bodies never felt
like this from boys
Now that I’ve learned
to ride the noise
I’m in a relationship
that can’t be beat
When your soul is pounding
and you can’t stop your feet
You might not
understand
But when the music
takes command
It’s not what
anybody expects
The music is
better...
802 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2010 5:27pm
20th Dec 2010 5:27pm
Innocence
For thirteen years
I was innocent
I relinquished it
to fit in
to fuck
to get fucked up
the typical road map
to teenage enlightenment
but now thatthis road map
must be burned in exchange for
growing up
growing old
and dying
I wonder if I tread
a different path
if I wasstill innocent
what the worldwouldlook like
what the world
would see me as
what my reflectionwould tell me
about white sheets
and family times
and happy endings?
but I made my choice
for a good reason
I can party with the best of...
I was innocent
I relinquished it
to fit in
to fuck
to get fucked up
the typical road map
to teenage enlightenment
but now thatthis road map
must be burned in exchange for
growing up
growing old
and dying
I wonder if I tread
a different path
if I wasstill innocent
what the worldwouldlook like
what the world
would see me as
what my reflectionwould tell me
about white sheets
and family times
and happy endings?
but I made my choice
for a good reason
I can party with the best of...
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2010 10:08am
18th Dec 2010 10:08am
What time is it?
there is no perfect time here
all the clocks
tell a lie
and in the walls
are murder
ghosts begging
why oh why
we moved in here
not long
before
all hallowsnight
and every day
for two weeks
straight
we christened
our new
plight
of freedom-
what was once
sweet bliss
has turned to loss
of innocence
Freedom?
While these walls
encase
our dreams
and all our demons
our dope
and all our clocks
which lieto us
each day and night
likealmostallour thoughts
all the clocks
tell a lie
and in the walls
are murder
ghosts begging
why oh why
we moved in here
not long
before
all hallowsnight
and every day
for two weeks
straight
we christened
our new
plight
of freedom-
what was once
sweet bliss
has turned to loss
of innocence
Freedom?
While these walls
encase
our dreams
and all our demons
our dope
and all our clocks
which lieto us
each day and night
likealmostallour thoughts
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2010 8:55am
18th Dec 2010 8:55am
platonically speaking
An acidic displeasure coarses through my veins
An uneasiness I usually keep well hidden
For I knew secretly this was so much more to me
Than the quick exchange of DNA as our fingertips entwined
For she will never know the words that I have spoke into the darkness
her inspiration flowing through me
onto scrap papers
and those words that dug much deeper
will not fade
will not be forgotten
or thrown away
And how could I forget
Being an inch away from a face more imperative
than that of angels and saviors
a soul...
An uneasiness I usually keep well hidden
For I knew secretly this was so much more to me
Than the quick exchange of DNA as our fingertips entwined
For she will never know the words that I have spoke into the darkness
her inspiration flowing through me
onto scrap papers
and those words that dug much deeper
will not fade
will not be forgotten
or thrown away
And how could I forget
Being an inch away from a face more imperative
than that of angels and saviors
a soul...
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0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Dec 2010 10:36pm
17th Dec 2010 10:36pm
Unspoken
What do
I want
to say?
What
words
will justify
the breaking
of my heart,
when wordsalone
twist their needles deep
and drive this reality
home.
It isn't just another
teenage drama love scene
where some boyfriend suddenly becomes
so two weeks ago
this is heart strings I've tied tight
in double knots
for years
becoming hopelessly undone
withno chanceof
reattachment.
The worst
break ups
are between
friends,
and now
the rainbow chair
I made you
worked for hours
on...
I want
to say?
What
words
will justify
the breaking
of my heart,
when wordsalone
twist their needles deep
and drive this reality
home.
It isn't just another
teenage drama love scene
where some boyfriend suddenly becomes
so two weeks ago
this is heart strings I've tied tight
in double knots
for years
becoming hopelessly undone
withno chanceof
reattachment.
The worst
break ups
are between
friends,
and now
the rainbow chair
I made you
worked for hours
on...
740 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Dec 2010 6:43am
17th Dec 2010 6:43am
Metaphysical concepts of fornever
my heart aches
with one thousand
pained and silent whispers
only dreamed of
in the sleepless nights
I begged behind
my false shut eyes
for you to be
my reckless souls
sweet haven
I am craving
what was never mine
could never be
the truth
through all the lies
I never said
I wouldn't try
through useless plights
to wear my heart
on the outside
I wanted to believe
that I could tell you
with my eyes
and silly applications
where you might find
my true confessions
my profession
is a fear of...
with one thousand
pained and silent whispers
only dreamed of
in the sleepless nights
I begged behind
my false shut eyes
for you to be
my reckless souls
sweet haven
I am craving
what was never mine
could never be
the truth
through all the lies
I never said
I wouldn't try
through useless plights
to wear my heart
on the outside
I wanted to believe
that I could tell you
with my eyes
and silly applications
where you might find
my true confessions
my profession
is a fear of...
701 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Dec 2010 7:42pm
14th Dec 2010 7:42pm
inhale smoke exhale insight
chain smoking cigarettes
contemplating
this fictitious realm we call reality
everything changes
this rip tide of time
forcing out fingers from vice grips we hold on today
we attempt to understand
what is true
but
everything changes
thrust into a new morning
where before the night falls
and the moon rises ominously above us
observing all we try succeed and fail
everything changes
except the rotations
of our loop of planetary orbs
forced by gravity
to remain the same
and hopefully...
contemplating
this fictitious realm we call reality
everything changes
this rip tide of time
forcing out fingers from vice grips we hold on today
we attempt to understand
what is true
but
everything changes
thrust into a new morning
where before the night falls
and the moon rises ominously above us
observing all we try succeed and fail
everything changes
except the rotations
of our loop of planetary orbs
forced by gravity
to remain the same
and hopefully...
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0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Dec 2010 7:18pm
14th Dec 2010 7:18pm
Unplugged
Stuck deep inside this technological trend
I'm doing my best to try and defend
A dying form of communication
The great lost art of conversation
So if you care to unplug for a moment or two
I'd happily come and talk with you
Of science and reason andphilosophy
And we'll defeat this monster called technology
I'm doing my best to try and defend
A dying form of communication
The great lost art of conversation
So if you care to unplug for a moment or two
I'd happily come and talk with you
Of science and reason andphilosophy
And we'll defeat this monster called technology
836 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Dec 2010 6:44am
13th Dec 2010 6:44am
Love
My harrowing heart
is clenched in a fictional fistwhich quickly contracts
at each and every thought thathappens
happenstance across my mind
of you not here.
It aches
becauseyour brittle bones are broken
because there is an invading illness inside
I can not dispel
our distance rips and tears the membrane of my sanity
until the time comes once again
to share the air
between us
the breath you expel becomes thetasty tempting tonic I inhale
when you are inches away
my harrowing heart flies free
love
oh love
please return to...
is clenched in a fictional fistwhich quickly contracts
at each and every thought thathappens
happenstance across my mind
of you not here.
It aches
becauseyour brittle bones are broken
because there is an invading illness inside
I can not dispel
our distance rips and tears the membrane of my sanity
until the time comes once again
to share the air
between us
the breath you expel becomes thetasty tempting tonic I inhale
when you are inches away
my harrowing heart flies free
love
oh love
please return to...
900 reads
2 Comments
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