Submissions by rainbow_sunshine (Wendy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My goal: be worthy of the attentive ear and open mind
SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2010 00:30am
5th Dec 2010 00:30am
Moving out with two teenage boys
I feel isolated from my brothers
strangely
for it has neveroccurredto me before
that it should matter
if I am the only one here
who anatomically does not belong
but DNA stretches much deeper
than the dynamic make up of the body
draws imaginary lines in which I am tangled
but can never cross
for fear of failing to comply
to some code I will never know
becausein the end
I am the outsider here
strangely
for it has neveroccurredto me before
that it should matter
if I am the only one here
who anatomically does not belong
but DNA stretches much deeper
than the dynamic make up of the body
draws imaginary lines in which I am tangled
but can never cross
for fear of failing to comply
to some code I will never know
becausein the end
I am the outsider here
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DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2010 00:23am
5th Dec 2010 00:23am
Remember Where You're From
Remember me
Long after the scent has faded
Remember when the fibers of our clothes were laced with days and nights infused with drugs and drinks andcigarettes
Recall the smell that would travel to the places we departed
clothes tossed aside that carry the smell to each of our houses
slid out of and quickly forgotten
mere moments before collapsing from exhaustion
wasted by out exhilerated narcotic indulgences
a deep inhale could convince you- eyes closed tight enough-
that you were back in the action
even after your room is cleaned
your...
Long after the scent has faded
Remember when the fibers of our clothes were laced with days and nights infused with drugs and drinks andcigarettes
Recall the smell that would travel to the places we departed
clothes tossed aside that carry the smell to each of our houses
slid out of and quickly forgotten
mere moments before collapsing from exhaustion
wasted by out exhilerated narcotic indulgences
a deep inhale could convince you- eyes closed tight enough-
that you were back in the action
even after your room is cleaned
your...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Dec 2010 1:34am
4th Dec 2010 1:34am
Scribbles
My daily routine is to question reality
and my place within it.
My conquest,
is to tear open the fabrics of time
and stitch by stitch
render
my vision of heaven.
Patched together-
a loose idea and intangible thought reveal themselves
as the concrete path
I tread on-
here,
where i may give testimony
against the coarse of death
as the only path to perfection.
Why wait for heaven
when the resources lie at our fingertips
our mind trips
our loose lips
reveal god.
and my place within it.
My conquest,
is to tear open the fabrics of time
and stitch by stitch
render
my vision of heaven.
Patched together-
a loose idea and intangible thought reveal themselves
as the concrete path
I tread on-
here,
where i may give testimony
against the coarse of death
as the only path to perfection.
Why wait for heaven
when the resources lie at our fingertips
our mind trips
our loose lips
reveal god.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Dec 2010 1:32am
4th Dec 2010 1:32am
What they will tell you
They will tell you to stop
or even just to slow down a little
because all they see is that the ratio was three party nights three pukes
and more than a few new bruises
not to mention last night the only part of you that was actually on the dance floor was your physical body
which reminds you..
where did you go?
at the time i thought I'd died
dropped dead on the dance floor
the glamorous death I've day dreamed of for quite some time
but then the lights came back on
last call was over
and i could barely walk out the door
in fact i didn't...
or even just to slow down a little
because all they see is that the ratio was three party nights three pukes
and more than a few new bruises
not to mention last night the only part of you that was actually on the dance floor was your physical body
which reminds you..
where did you go?
at the time i thought I'd died
dropped dead on the dance floor
the glamorous death I've day dreamed of for quite some time
but then the lights came back on
last call was over
and i could barely walk out the door
in fact i didn't...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2010 5:29pm
3rd Dec 2010 5:29pm
All I Have
All i have to give to you is love
no money
no sound advice
no promising future
filled with stability
and 2.5 children
and a car
that will carry us away into the sunset
none of that
just love
and I've been waiting
patiently as possible
(for one so restless)
for someone who wants
just that
and nothing more
because I've tried to be more
tried to give more
tried to be everything
but I failed
so here's my caution sticker
now you can't say
I didn't
give you ...
no money
no sound advice
no promising future
filled with stability
and 2.5 children
and a car
that will carry us away into the sunset
none of that
just love
and I've been waiting
patiently as possible
(for one so restless)
for someone who wants
just that
and nothing more
because I've tried to be more
tried to give more
tried to be everything
but I failed
so here's my caution sticker
now you can't say
I didn't
give you ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2010 5:25pm
3rd Dec 2010 5:25pm
All the way back
when nights blend into mornings rampant with bliss
its hard to imagine I didn't dream this
as elastics of our enegmatic emotions entwined
I resisted our inevitable good bye
my breathe became caught as you drew me in
the fire in your eyes, the feel of your skin
the room started to spin
I couln't help but give in
when there was only one chance
to hold onto your hands
and pretend
that this night might never end
yet by unfortunate chance
of our star crossed circumstance
it could not last
and what has come to pass
is a memory
of...
its hard to imagine I didn't dream this
as elastics of our enegmatic emotions entwined
I resisted our inevitable good bye
my breathe became caught as you drew me in
the fire in your eyes, the feel of your skin
the room started to spin
I couln't help but give in
when there was only one chance
to hold onto your hands
and pretend
that this night might never end
yet by unfortunate chance
of our star crossed circumstance
it could not last
and what has come to pass
is a memory
of...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2010 00:54am
3rd Dec 2010 00:54am
Catch
catch me unaware
adventure bound
anxious and ambitious
persistently procrastinating the passing of play time
ignorance is bliss
knowledge is power
beer is cheap
war is expensive
peace is free
sex sells
cells divide
life forms
leftover
feelings
from
foreign
affairs of the mind
adventure bound
anxious and ambitious
persistently procrastinating the passing of play time
ignorance is bliss
knowledge is power
beer is cheap
war is expensive
peace is free
sex sells
cells divide
life forms
leftover
feelings
from
foreign
affairs of the mind
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DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2010 00:51am
3rd Dec 2010 00:51am
A Canadian Winter at Our House
You know its winter time
when you have to defrost the bong
before blazing
when you have so many
pairs of socks on
your shoes don't fit
when the roads are slippery enough
to actually make everyone
wear their seatbelts
and when we all get together
get drunk
and decide its a good idea to snowboard down the stairs
when you have to defrost the bong
before blazing
when you have so many
pairs of socks on
your shoes don't fit
when the roads are slippery enough
to actually make everyone
wear their seatbelts
and when we all get together
get drunk
and decide its a good idea to snowboard down the stairs
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