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
14th Apr 2012 6:28pm
14th Apr 2012 6:28pm
Zack's World
The halo holds the twisting head
Who gives grins to the lighted screen
For flashes fast
For flashes bright
That captures his eyes instead
Of imprisoning what’s seen
From his past
From his sight
Reaching to find winds of whims
To take him to peace pursued
By lives last
By lives might
Too real to reckon within
Worlds which sure reason eludes. (14)
Alert are his hand controls
Which will chart the course they choose
Through the game
Through the strain
To live challenge to...
Who gives grins to the lighted screen
For flashes fast
For flashes bright
That captures his eyes instead
Of imprisoning what’s seen
From his past
From his sight
Reaching to find winds of whims
To take him to peace pursued
By lives last
By lives might
Too real to reckon within
Worlds which sure reason eludes. (14)
Alert are his hand controls
Which will chart the course they choose
Through the game
Through the strain
To live challenge to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 10:29pm
8th Apr 2012 10:29pm
Christina Taylor Green
(ThechildvictimintheGabrielleGiffordsassinationattempt)
Thereshewentwhereshecouldinquire
Howtoholdarealleader’sreins,
Forimaginationfires
Inmindsgrownforgains,
Toleadalifesworntoservethose
Thatfollowthefacesthatassume
Thepersonswhorose
Toshowalightsoon.
Butwithoutconsentcamethecut
Tothesenseofcalmthatpervades
Thepublicscene,but
Fromtheshadows,shades
Ofdoomanddangerstirredtostrike
Herwhenshefirstflexedhersaidrights
Tobeofapsyche
Sograspedbythesights.
Butinherroleasawitnessshe
Laidhereyesonwhatneverknew...
Thereshewentwhereshecouldinquire
Howtoholdarealleader’sreins,
Forimaginationfires
Inmindsgrownforgains,
Toleadalifesworntoservethose
Thatfollowthefacesthatassume
Thepersonswhorose
Toshowalightsoon.
Butwithoutconsentcamethecut
Tothesenseofcalmthatpervades
Thepublicscene,but
Fromtheshadows,shades
Ofdoomanddangerstirredtostrike
Herwhenshefirstflexedhersaidrights
Tobeofapsyche
Sograspedbythesights.
Butinherroleasawitnessshe
Laidhereyesonwhatneverknew...
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 10:20pm
8th Apr 2012 10:20pm
National Debts
WhereCredit’sDue
Tellmefriend–howyoucametofindfright
Frompocketspoorfromfieldingsuchaims
Atallyoucancarryaboutheights
Builtbythepromisetopaytheclaims?
Tellmefriend–whyyouholdtheloosevow
Tocostyourselfmoretomakemuchmore
Ofwhatwealthflowsfromyoutofoul
Yourfuturebeyondthereacheswrongsbore?
Tellmefriend–Whyweworktofindwars
Onwantsofothersthatabhorthoughts
Tobelievewecanbuyandrestore
Allowedeasedecreedbywhatwefought?
Tellmefriend–whenshouldourshameaccrue
Andweightoday’surgesagainstoursons’...
Tellmefriend–howyoucametofindfright
Frompocketspoorfromfieldingsuchaims
Atallyoucancarryaboutheights
Builtbythepromisetopaytheclaims?
Tellmefriend–whyyouholdtheloosevow
Tocostyourselfmoretomakemuchmore
Ofwhatwealthflowsfromyoutofoul
Yourfuturebeyondthereacheswrongsbore?
Tellmefriend–Whyweworktofindwars
Onwantsofothersthatabhorthoughts
Tobelievewecanbuyandrestore
Allowedeasedecreedbywhatwefought?
Tellmefriend–whenshouldourshameaccrue
Andweightoday’surgesagainstoursons’...
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 4:47am
8th Apr 2012 4:47am
Shame the Madness
Thethoughtsofeventsathomeabound
Inallmindsfilled
Withwantinstilled
Asthepresenceofstainsandscarshound
Humanity
Insanity
Toguiltallwithwhatdeftplayandguile
Totrymereman
Towantmorethan
Theirdueshareofbloodforliveslostwhile
Wantingpiecespeace
Paidforrelease. (12)
Noneforgotwhatwarsandarmswouldwage
Uponameek
Manjusttospeak
Ofwhomhadsufferedsomuchmorerage
Thanthat,whichwent
Andshouldpresent
Painssomelearnedwellandknewtoobey
Themethodsdone,
Dared,doubtedbutwon
Theaweangerpronouncedanddisplayed...
Inallmindsfilled
Withwantinstilled
Asthepresenceofstainsandscarshound
Humanity
Insanity
Toguiltallwithwhatdeftplayandguile
Totrymereman
Towantmorethan
Theirdueshareofbloodforliveslostwhile
Wantingpiecespeace
Paidforrelease. (12)
Noneforgotwhatwarsandarmswouldwage
Uponameek
Manjusttospeak
Ofwhomhadsufferedsomuchmorerage
Thanthat,whichwent
Andshouldpresent
Painssomelearnedwellandknewtoobey
Themethodsdone,
Dared,doubtedbutwon
Theaweangerpronouncedanddisplayed...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2012 4:51pm
3rd Apr 2012 4:51pm
Follow the stream
The River’s Blessed Path
I ask myself of the need
To follow such a fine form
Who dismisses
Whose kind kisses
Could confirm freedom to bleed
The cold curse and wicked storm
From the bowed
From the owed
Aims that permit a poor thought
To now condemn knowledge found
By trained souls
By but whole
Who had not allowed the taught
To share care, should it have sound
In our hearts
In our parts. (16)
I fail to find the tamed tool
That lets me lose what wounded sense...
I ask myself of the need
To follow such a fine form
Who dismisses
Whose kind kisses
Could confirm freedom to bleed
The cold curse and wicked storm
From the bowed
From the owed
Aims that permit a poor thought
To now condemn knowledge found
By trained souls
By but whole
Who had not allowed the taught
To share care, should it have sound
In our hearts
In our parts. (16)
I fail to find the tamed tool
That lets me lose what wounded sense...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2012 8:20pm
1st Apr 2012 8:20pm
Forgotten faces
Soldiers’ Reflection
They stand there as human and whole
As the shadows they cast,
They bleed passion that knows the toll
Advancing far too fast,
And they die as well as shells shot
By either friend or foe
But become the cursed and forsaken lot
Lost to those that war so.
They fight for their culture and creed
When assaults arm the sage
Who holds keys letting peace succeed
Over fights for faith waged,
But affirmed belief can defeat
The brute urges that defy
The sought sermons some pray they meet
Their maker such the...
They stand there as human and whole
As the shadows they cast,
They bleed passion that knows the toll
Advancing far too fast,
And they die as well as shells shot
By either friend or foe
But become the cursed and forsaken lot
Lost to those that war so.
They fight for their culture and creed
When assaults arm the sage
Who holds keys letting peace succeed
Over fights for faith waged,
But affirmed belief can defeat
The brute urges that defy
The sought sermons some pray they meet
Their maker such the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Mar 2012 1:03pm
31st Mar 2012 1:03pm
Propoganda
Layered Lies
Myths embrace each turn truth takes
When wanton ages avail
The fib’s faucet of what wakes
The trance to make the sale.
The first trust for the trick asks
To aim art at designs
Of lies layered true to task
While wonders are aligned.
What web weaved by the belief
Some seek to escape what
Can conceive ready relief
For lives left rooted in ruts.
Myths and fables find a mind
That calls out so the spell
Can cast sure spin to the blind
Whose heavens fell to sell.
Prize the proof and all will...
Myths embrace each turn truth takes
When wanton ages avail
The fib’s faucet of what wakes
The trance to make the sale.
The first trust for the trick asks
To aim art at designs
Of lies layered true to task
While wonders are aligned.
What web weaved by the belief
Some seek to escape what
Can conceive ready relief
For lives left rooted in ruts.
Myths and fables find a mind
That calls out so the spell
Can cast sure spin to the blind
Whose heavens fell to sell.
Prize the proof and all will...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Mar 2012 1:01pm
31st Mar 2012 1:01pm
Heroes Had
Heroes Had
Have a hero venture back
And ask “What was won?”
Was it wanton aims to sack
A world which stood stunned
By a vow of vengeance struck?
Suffice it to say,
The land left had to destruct
So ill had ill pay.
Have the hero spend his time
To wake scenes which paid
Pains won where reason would rhyme
With evils war made
Men to feel more than fierce fools
For games played by sin
Seen so soaked by bloody rules
Where neither name wins.
Have a hero find a route
To rest from the toll
That found fancy and...
Have a hero venture back
And ask “What was won?”
Was it wanton aims to sack
A world which stood stunned
By a vow of vengeance struck?
Suffice it to say,
The land left had to destruct
So ill had ill pay.
Have the hero spend his time
To wake scenes which paid
Pains won where reason would rhyme
With evils war made
Men to feel more than fierce fools
For games played by sin
Seen so soaked by bloody rules
Where neither name wins.
Have a hero find a route
To rest from the toll
That found fancy and...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Mar 2012 4:15am
30th Mar 2012 4:15am
when the shade speaks
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...
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...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Mar 2012 4:13am
30th Mar 2012 4:13am
A continuing time of year . . .
Seasons Now
Since the Spring, the season has surged
To spread across a controlled kind
Of oppressed land, but truly purged
Life now known does follow and find.
So the scene but wrought what became
The spectacle that protest saw
As the route to the rulers’ shame
That broke what was the human law.
The defied damns that the poor pent
To rally raw sense so damned real
Now should spill to shock and present
Paths travelled to learn life and heal.
But some still worry what will bring
The masses more free and to the fore,...
Since the Spring, the season has surged
To spread across a controlled kind
Of oppressed land, but truly purged
Life now known does follow and find.
So the scene but wrought what became
The spectacle that protest saw
As the route to the rulers’ shame
That broke what was the human law.
The defied damns that the poor pent
To rally raw sense so damned real
Now should spill to shock and present
Paths travelled to learn life and heal.
But some still worry what will bring
The masses more free and to the fore,...
533 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Mar 2012 3:59am
24th Mar 2012 3:59am
Syrian Screams
Syrian Screams
Read the faces that remain
To view the voice
That screams the very strains
Of labored choice
To know what will will be –
The life they seek,
Or penned pieces once thought free
From rights to speak. (8)
From where stems fervor felt
From the street’s sounds?
But beneath searing melts
Of frigid rounds
Fired from faith’s aimed guns
Across altars
Of opposing eyes stunned
To see God’s scars. (16)
But life leaves their pocked land
To settle scores,...
Read the faces that remain
To view the voice
That screams the very strains
Of labored choice
To know what will will be –
The life they seek,
Or penned pieces once thought free
From rights to speak. (8)
From where stems fervor felt
From the street’s sounds?
But beneath searing melts
Of frigid rounds
Fired from faith’s aimed guns
Across altars
Of opposing eyes stunned
To see God’s scars. (16)
But life leaves their pocked land
To settle scores,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2012 5:21pm
14th Mar 2012 5:21pm
Built for Fear
Built for Fear
Powers upon pedestals mount their claims
While what feeds their fancies defies
That knowledge of those apart to tame
The reach of rites and practices they whine.
The true shadow of the sword should cast
The due curse not to be used again,
But it bears the threat of wanton blasts
Defending and protecting disdain.
What it metes may embrace an offense
On all human eyes it does not blind,
But souls that bear another true sense
See it as of an indecent mind.
All the acts of minds that it bestows
Best ensures...
Powers upon pedestals mount their claims
While what feeds their fancies defies
That knowledge of those apart to tame
The reach of rites and practices they whine.
The true shadow of the sword should cast
The due curse not to be used again,
But it bears the threat of wanton blasts
Defending and protecting disdain.
What it metes may embrace an offense
On all human eyes it does not blind,
But souls that bear another true sense
See it as of an indecent mind.
All the acts of minds that it bestows
Best ensures...
545 reads
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