Submissions by recovering_ruins
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a writer of subjects pertaining to Adoration, Politics, Profiles, and Reflection. My writing usually takes a lyrical air despite the frequenly dark and deep subject matter.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2012 1:34pm
29th Aug 2012 1:34pm
Justice's Price
May they pay penance for the death
Of a just cause
No
May they shed shame for a breath
That their scorn draws
No
For acts about the hate they heed
As they allow
No
For honor smiles on tales some feed
The home hearts now
No
Put passive faces before machines
That chew by choice,
Yes
Forget the hallowed binds between
His sacred voice
Yes
Relieving simply tense urges
To have deflected
Yes
The real regard for Him they purge
Justice expected
Yes
An...
Of a just cause
No
May they shed shame for a breath
That their scorn draws
No
For acts about the hate they heed
As they allow
No
For honor smiles on tales some feed
The home hearts now
No
Put passive faces before machines
That chew by choice,
Yes
Forget the hallowed binds between
His sacred voice
Yes
Relieving simply tense urges
To have deflected
Yes
The real regard for Him they purge
Justice expected
Yes
An...
563 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2012 7:14pm
7th Jul 2012 7:14pm
Chen's Voice
Be basic about how to learn
Be it sounds
Be it touch
For to find the right key to turn
So it rounds
So it’s such
To hold heads to account for themes
Known for needs
Known for frights
That Dracos thought to be extreme
By what bleeds
By what rite
But deserted by sight had left Chen
So undone
So unsure
The just walls which he had learned when
He was one
He was pure
Wielded the words to confront the forces
Which herded hate
Which chased choice
That clasped cleavers with no remorse
That awaits
Silent...
Be it sounds
Be it touch
For to find the right key to turn
So it rounds
So it’s such
To hold heads to account for themes
Known for needs
Known for frights
That Dracos thought to be extreme
By what bleeds
By what rite
But deserted by sight had left Chen
So undone
So unsure
The just walls which he had learned when
He was one
He was pure
Wielded the words to confront the forces
Which herded hate
Which chased choice
That clasped cleavers with no remorse
That awaits
Silent...
688 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jun 2012 10:17pm
29th Jun 2012 10:17pm
Her Shadow's Voice
She just riddles my reserve
Of such strength and sight
To award all arms that serve
Her offered delight
From which froths mugs that see straight
For her form heaven
Must have dropped here to await
All minds forgiven.
Eyes of minds muster each load
Of ever conceived
Will which wonder had to goad
From those that received
The amazing sight of her
Telling form and face
Which want melts and makes proper
Men much more disgraced.
Her proud shadow gives grand shakes
To observing men
Who heed calls from time to take...
Of such strength and sight
To award all arms that serve
Her offered delight
From which froths mugs that see straight
For her form heaven
Must have dropped here to await
All minds forgiven.
Eyes of minds muster each load
Of ever conceived
Will which wonder had to goad
From those that received
The amazing sight of her
Telling form and face
Which want melts and makes proper
Men much more disgraced.
Her proud shadow gives grand shakes
To observing men
Who heed calls from time to take...
584 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2012 10:14pm
29th Jun 2012 10:14pm
Eyes of the Game
Cast the mold about her aura
And leave it to last
Through the ages that put pain and awe
In folds for the past
To contain and cue every move
I ever had tried
And performed only tasks approved
To hide what I cried.
Close control becomes the game’s name
While her eyes would haunt
What gross distance grew in mere shame
Through which was the font
Of un-reckoned spurs to want and art
My will waged and pled,
But the seized leash held no part
In what they had said.
Dare I know not to ever share
To peel my heart’s pages...
And leave it to last
Through the ages that put pain and awe
In folds for the past
To contain and cue every move
I ever had tried
And performed only tasks approved
To hide what I cried.
Close control becomes the game’s name
While her eyes would haunt
What gross distance grew in mere shame
Through which was the font
Of un-reckoned spurs to want and art
My will waged and pled,
But the seized leash held no part
In what they had said.
Dare I know not to ever share
To peel my heart’s pages...
598 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th May 2012 8:13pm
26th May 2012 8:13pm
Epic Beauty
At the mere measure of a breath or beat,
She sends my mind
Beyond my blind
Urge to strike the pace for passion to meet
Her stride about
A field of doubt
Descending from due worship worthy eyes
Who hold the thought
That crude clutches caught
Captive and inspired awe including cries
To favor free
Full life to see.
All approval one would try to seek
Her form – her face
Conforms to trace
The desire one deigns to harbor to speak
The truth to fact
She should impact
Most mortals subject to whims wonders air
Through the...
She sends my mind
Beyond my blind
Urge to strike the pace for passion to meet
Her stride about
A field of doubt
Descending from due worship worthy eyes
Who hold the thought
That crude clutches caught
Captive and inspired awe including cries
To favor free
Full life to see.
All approval one would try to seek
Her form – her face
Conforms to trace
The desire one deigns to harbor to speak
The truth to fact
She should impact
Most mortals subject to whims wonders air
Through the...
650 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2012 2:51am
30th Apr 2012 2:51am
War on Her
The conquest comes complete
While what roving bands beat
The attack of all mind
The attack of all kind
On the body ravaged
On the victim savaged
To equip armed assaults
With the weapon that stalks.
The female target takes
The aims from suspect aches
When the war advances where
When the weapon does dare
To achieve a pleasure
From acquiring treasure
That groups gang to grope
Tortured women of hope.
Pretending the passion
Fights for the false fashion
On abjectly owed pieces
That victory’s vice leases
The...
While what roving bands beat
The attack of all mind
The attack of all kind
On the body ravaged
On the victim savaged
To equip armed assaults
With the weapon that stalks.
The female target takes
The aims from suspect aches
When the war advances where
When the weapon does dare
To achieve a pleasure
From acquiring treasure
That groups gang to grope
Tortured women of hope.
Pretending the passion
Fights for the false fashion
On abjectly owed pieces
That victory’s vice leases
The...
606 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2012 2:41am
30th Apr 2012 2:41am
The Ramble Goes
(In memory of Levon Helm)
Let us have license to admire
The ramble’s spirit that does proceed
Through the minds and methods inspired
By art of sound and sense we heed.
So the ramble went beyond what
The echoes of the Band that bored
Through the wall that kept the door shut
Between the folk and the rock floors.
But beginning with what he started
On skins he struck for Ronnie’s sound
To sing the colors cast to pieces parted
By lore and legend his faces found.
The right rhythm be what becomes
Of true nature the ramble...
Let us have license to admire
The ramble’s spirit that does proceed
Through the minds and methods inspired
By art of sound and sense we heed.
So the ramble went beyond what
The echoes of the Band that bored
Through the wall that kept the door shut
Between the folk and the rock floors.
But beginning with what he started
On skins he struck for Ronnie’s sound
To sing the colors cast to pieces parted
By lore and legend his faces found.
The right rhythm be what becomes
Of true nature the ramble...
683 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Apr 2012 4:35am
27th Apr 2012 4:35am
The Sole
He speaks so to mark the hour
That holds the thought which wants more
Than the tone such crude can sour
Occasions to escape shores
That alarm all with what aches
To stem still from the found frights
Of the feeble thoughts that make
Pained patience such the delight.
He revels in merry brew,
Which mixes with his cherried face,
Full of full abandoned mew
Forgetting his present place
To elude each defeated dream
That harries his station there
To bequeath him with the cream
Of what he finds rare to scare.
Take the token off...
That holds the thought which wants more
Than the tone such crude can sour
Occasions to escape shores
That alarm all with what aches
To stem still from the found frights
Of the feeble thoughts that make
Pained patience such the delight.
He revels in merry brew,
Which mixes with his cherried face,
Full of full abandoned mew
Forgetting his present place
To elude each defeated dream
That harries his station there
To bequeath him with the cream
Of what he finds rare to scare.
Take the token off...
669 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Apr 2012 10:33pm
26th Apr 2012 10:33pm
The Followers
Plod your way where yet again
Your steps escape not each stare
Weigh heights
Weigh frights
For the very fiends who reign
To know what one ever dared
Denied
Confide
To rake reason from the game
To gain the given gross stance
That rapes
That drapes
The mad message that pours shame
Upon those that had the chance.
Hear how holy some heads stand
While sights some have have become
Assured
Obscured
By the motive most demand
Obeying only the numb
Portrayed
Conveyed
By the leaders of all eyes
Who grant...
Your steps escape not each stare
Weigh heights
Weigh frights
For the very fiends who reign
To know what one ever dared
Denied
Confide
To rake reason from the game
To gain the given gross stance
That rapes
That drapes
The mad message that pours shame
Upon those that had the chance.
Hear how holy some heads stand
While sights some have have become
Assured
Obscured
By the motive most demand
Obeying only the numb
Portrayed
Conveyed
By the leaders of all eyes
Who grant...
771 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2012 10:43pm
22nd Apr 2012 10:43pm
Order Thought
The masses might ask, if granted chance,
“Who erased each free man’s thought
That frightens the few enhanced
By the order the right brought?”
They pelt the pens fear does fence
All about the lands lost to doubt
Where wealth’s promise put the tense
On display as it came out.
So order owes not the say
“We find reason to remand
Opposing thought thought to play
To the poor man’s soiled damn hands.”
But thought becomes order’s bait
To denounce themes taught in schools
When schools herald such the hate
That infects thought...
“Who erased each free man’s thought
That frightens the few enhanced
By the order the right brought?”
They pelt the pens fear does fence
All about the lands lost to doubt
Where wealth’s promise put the tense
On display as it came out.
So order owes not the say
“We find reason to remand
Opposing thought thought to play
To the poor man’s soiled damn hands.”
But thought becomes order’s bait
To denounce themes taught in schools
When schools herald such the hate
That infects thought...
662 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Apr 2012 4:28am
18th Apr 2012 4:28am
Lessons Lost
As brute conflict comes to tests
Some children study so,
Most lessons mourn what infests
Schools of thought that know
Such remain what bounties buy
For hunts full hate made
When challenge and choice allied
With anger betrayed.
The course conscience does deflect
Might obey the means
Of guarded honor ilk expects
Of crude conscious seen
To corrupt teachings in halls
That relished reward
The past paid to pages of palls
Where what evil lured.
When warring passions collide
With desired deeds wanted,
Mere minds honor...
Some children study so,
Most lessons mourn what infests
Schools of thought that know
Such remain what bounties buy
For hunts full hate made
When challenge and choice allied
With anger betrayed.
The course conscience does deflect
Might obey the means
Of guarded honor ilk expects
Of crude conscious seen
To corrupt teachings in halls
That relished reward
The past paid to pages of palls
Where what evil lured.
When warring passions collide
With desired deeds wanted,
Mere minds honor...
627 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 10:46pm
14th Apr 2012 10:46pm
Annie's Dance
How each move of yours enthralls,
Every step I make
Does mirror your mighty calls
Cuing each sworn sake
That obeys this owner’s feats
Favor finds to spread
The hopes he fashions for heats
Suffered by my head.
Annie, as blessed be your heart,
You display a dream
Conscious come there to impart
Joys your strong sight streams
And believes in gifts you give
To hopes that endure
As ebbs of prime promise lives
For your fancy pure.
Pious paths lead me near much
Savored cords you strike
True to faith fostered and...
Every step I make
Does mirror your mighty calls
Cuing each sworn sake
That obeys this owner’s feats
Favor finds to spread
The hopes he fashions for heats
Suffered by my head.
Annie, as blessed be your heart,
You display a dream
Conscious come there to impart
Joys your strong sight streams
And believes in gifts you give
To hopes that endure
As ebbs of prime promise lives
For your fancy pure.
Pious paths lead me near much
Savored cords you strike
True to faith fostered and...
621 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by recovering_ruins
