Submissions by ravenmoon
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
kill me
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2011 2:31am
23rd Oct 2011 2:31am
reason ?
argued and fought
my creative thought
bent it into submission
so reality could rise to the surface
for my conscious eyes to see
my pencil, giving unclear thought
a voice of reason
a language for my words
purpose on these lines
a mental photo of a not so poetic life
pictures of
my reality ?
my insanity ?
creativity ?
elusive fragments
of manic thought
broken pieces of my-self
wanting to be free of reality
i found reason chewing on the
unreasonable part of my brain
trying to eat the words
of a diseased mind...
my creative thought
bent it into submission
so reality could rise to the surface
for my conscious eyes to see
my pencil, giving unclear thought
a voice of reason
a language for my words
purpose on these lines
a mental photo of a not so poetic life
pictures of
my reality ?
my insanity ?
creativity ?
elusive fragments
of manic thought
broken pieces of my-self
wanting to be free of reality
i found reason chewing on the
unreasonable part of my brain
trying to eat the words
of a diseased mind...
852 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2011 7:59pm
20th Oct 2011 7:59pm
untitled
central leadership is watching
they want to keep me silent
as i hide between
the limbs of the mad
trembling among the afflicted
nuns and priests falling to
their knees on broken glass
foaming at the mouth with
epileptic spume as they chant
in a foreign language to their god
believing he hears--- mass hysteria.
their savior,
a purely psychological phenomenon
the bell of the church pierces my
ear drums making them bleed
as the sheep...
they want to keep me silent
as i hide between
the limbs of the mad
trembling among the afflicted
nuns and priests falling to
their knees on broken glass
foaming at the mouth with
epileptic spume as they chant
in a foreign language to their god
believing he hears--- mass hysteria.
their savior,
a purely psychological phenomenon
the bell of the church pierces my
ear drums making them bleed
as the sheep...
742 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2011 2:58am
18th Oct 2011 2:58am
cannibal buffet
lost my children
at an all you can eat
buffet
. thankfully,
playing in the gravy
i found them
before someone else,
ate them
if i had not.
i can not imagine how
i would have felt ?
.hungry.
. . .i guess.
at an
all you can eat your children
buffet.
B-U-R-R-R-P !
at an all you can eat
buffet
. thankfully,
playing in the gravy
i found them
before someone else,
ate them
if i had not.
i can not imagine how
i would have felt ?
.hungry.
. . .i guess.
at an
all you can eat your children
buffet.
B-U-R-R-R-P !
808 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2011 00:27am
18th Oct 2011 00:27am
dirty
i carry to many scars
physical,mental . . .
awake each day
to the psychological abuse
of my memories
running from the past
a sad reality
life passing me. . ."bye"
trapped in yesterday
unable to realize a future
lost in the present abyss
of un-repair.
the stench of my life
clings to this body
unable to be cleaned
a prisoner in my own flesh
i peel back my skin
exposing blood and bone
trying to escape
need to be free . . .
of a broken me.
physical,mental . . .
awake each day
to the psychological abuse
of my memories
running from the past
a sad reality
life passing me. . ."bye"
trapped in yesterday
unable to realize a future
lost in the present abyss
of un-repair.
the stench of my life
clings to this body
unable to be cleaned
a prisoner in my own flesh
i peel back my skin
exposing blood and bone
trying to escape
need to be free . . .
of a broken me.
997 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Oct 2011 11:01pm
15th Oct 2011 11:01pm
shift in reality
a shift in my reality
recognition of who i am
not so obvious
who am i ?
varies considerably
location of my brain
less clear day to day
my views upside down
recognizable thought elusive
maybe there is less inside
then what appears on the surface
why do people respond to poetry
does there need to be deep structure
the problem with creativity
value judgments
and the crushing weight of speculation
i am going to clear my memory
feed it to a blind dog
then see if i can recognize my...
recognition of who i am
not so obvious
who am i ?
varies considerably
location of my brain
less clear day to day
my views upside down
recognizable thought elusive
maybe there is less inside
then what appears on the surface
why do people respond to poetry
does there need to be deep structure
the problem with creativity
value judgments
and the crushing weight of speculation
i am going to clear my memory
feed it to a blind dog
then see if i can recognize my...
775 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2011 9:52pm
15th Oct 2011 9:52pm
naked pen (from jail)
you said you would always love me.
now that i am here in jail
all i have is my words
to give you . . .
make love to me
between the letters of this poem
let my fingertips make you sticky
with my pen,wet with blue ink
my naked lover
when listening to my words
you only think you are dreaming
my mouth is in your unconscious thought
kissing the soft folds of flesh
between your legs
i love only you
dance with me on this paper
faster and with furious rythm
set this page on fire ...
now that i am here in jail
all i have is my words
to give you . . .
make love to me
between the letters of this poem
let my fingertips make you sticky
with my pen,wet with blue ink
my naked lover
when listening to my words
you only think you are dreaming
my mouth is in your unconscious thought
kissing the soft folds of flesh
between your legs
i love only you
dance with me on this paper
faster and with furious rythm
set this page on fire ...
881 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Oct 2011 7:19pm
13th Oct 2011 7:19pm
love hurts
i understand the need for trust.
i want to know you
in my heart
i want to believe in you
i want to love you.
but
will our love hold enough magic
for us to last
love ends up with someone being hurt.
and i am afraid to let you
be cruel to me?
so
maybe today
i will push you away
...and remain unhurt,
unloved.
i want to know you
in my heart
i want to believe in you
i want to love you.
but
will our love hold enough magic
for us to last
love ends up with someone being hurt.
and i am afraid to let you
be cruel to me?
so
maybe today
i will push you away
...and remain unhurt,
unloved.
849 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Oct 2011 5:38pm
11th Oct 2011 5:38pm
letter from jail
how slowly time passes here,
alone with my thoughts
daydreams,extended and clear
you say you are done
you leaving is my fear
our life no longer fun
absence of your love
leaves a emptiness
i may never be able to satisfy
i desire my wife
someone to sympathize with me
your eyes know my soul
without you
i have no one near me
no one to approve or disapprove,
or improve my plans
i need you to help repair,
the faults of your poor husband
you are familiar with my failures
and heavy is your dissapointment
i do not deserve...
alone with my thoughts
daydreams,extended and clear
you say you are done
you leaving is my fear
our life no longer fun
absence of your love
leaves a emptiness
i may never be able to satisfy
i desire my wife
someone to sympathize with me
your eyes know my soul
without you
i have no one near me
no one to approve or disapprove,
or improve my plans
i need you to help repair,
the faults of your poor husband
you are familiar with my failures
and heavy is your dissapointment
i do not deserve...
829 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2011 4:05pm
11th Oct 2011 4:05pm
lost
i lost myself
with such ease
i have the devil
to appease
i lost you god
in a heroin nod
happiness stolen as i slept
so easy to detach
a stranger to myself
sobriety,i can not catch
trying to hold on
to some remnant of me
i'm so far gone i don't belong
put back on the shelf
recovery,a book unread
i'm so broken
inside so dead
to much unspoken
i am done not talking
need to find my way
going to start walking
only 12 steps away
good-bye heroin
today,
tomorrow,
forever,
i want to be ok
...
with such ease
i have the devil
to appease
i lost you god
in a heroin nod
happiness stolen as i slept
so easy to detach
a stranger to myself
sobriety,i can not catch
trying to hold on
to some remnant of me
i'm so far gone i don't belong
put back on the shelf
recovery,a book unread
i'm so broken
inside so dead
to much unspoken
i am done not talking
need to find my way
going to start walking
only 12 steps away
good-bye heroin
today,
tomorrow,
forever,
i want to be ok
...
1284 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2011 00:43am
11th Oct 2011 00:43am
cruel lover
i remember us,
the familiar vapor of your breath
boiling in the spoon
sweet monster
maybe i left to soon
i never denied you
until you brought me close to death
still,
we did have some beautiful moments
didn't we?
i believed in your magic
my promise to you infectious
when your inside me
i have to remember to breathe
pain-free
so-free
free?
your love is not
the cost to much
still,i want
to taste you in my veins
i can not quit...
the familiar vapor of your breath
boiling in the spoon
sweet monster
maybe i left to soon
i never denied you
until you brought me close to death
still,
we did have some beautiful moments
didn't we?
i believed in your magic
my promise to you infectious
when your inside me
i have to remember to breathe
pain-free
so-free
free?
your love is not
the cost to much
still,i want
to taste you in my veins
i can not quit...
1320 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Sep 2011 9:17pm
27th Sep 2011 9:17pm
hunger
there is a place
where a girl or a boy
in the same hard space
have never felt a rain drop
for us this seems crazy
americans so fat and lazy
on dry cracked land
no farmers crop
nothing grows in the baking sand
here only tears fall down
bloated, little brown belly
grumbling of hunger the only sound
a peanut-butter jelly
and a milk in the fridge i found
half drank half eaten
we sure know how to waste
while starving children
are half dead half beaten
chew...
where a girl or a boy
in the same hard space
have never felt a rain drop
for us this seems crazy
americans so fat and lazy
on dry cracked land
no farmers crop
nothing grows in the baking sand
here only tears fall down
bloated, little brown belly
grumbling of hunger the only sound
a peanut-butter jelly
and a milk in the fridge i found
half drank half eaten
we sure know how to waste
while starving children
are half dead half beaten
chew...
901 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Sep 2011 4:37pm
26th Sep 2011 4:37pm
despair
death stroked my hair
held me down as he raped me
in the fun-house at life's fair
took away my gentle thought
pretend i do not care
guess i could have fought
why i did not i can not share
salvation in god i sought
on the cross my pain for him to bare
silence is all i got
i still feel deaths slobber
on my dick,over my winking eye
up and down,down and up a fish bobber ...
held me down as he raped me
in the fun-house at life's fair
took away my gentle thought
pretend i do not care
guess i could have fought
why i did not i can not share
salvation in god i sought
on the cross my pain for him to bare
silence is all i got
i still feel deaths slobber
on my dick,over my winking eye
up and down,down and up a fish bobber ...
1088 reads
5 Comments
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