Submissions by takis1917
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jan 2019 2:44am
20th Jan 2019 2:44am
Tonight, He Weaves...
His favorite pastime
- call it obsession, preoccupation,
call it what have you -
was his life's legacy
always revisiting, re-examining,
always angling, spinning and revising,
always,
aiming at constructing a more effective narrative...
Tonight he took on colors
- he thought he knew his well -
Black and white the early years...
Decades of rage certainly red...
Hues of grey dominated the rest...
Tonight, he finds the puzzle incomplete...
Tonight, he feels his painting is lacking texture...
"Where is the blue?", he...
- call it obsession, preoccupation,
call it what have you -
was his life's legacy
always revisiting, re-examining,
always angling, spinning and revising,
always,
aiming at constructing a more effective narrative...
Tonight he took on colors
- he thought he knew his well -
Black and white the early years...
Decades of rage certainly red...
Hues of grey dominated the rest...
Tonight, he finds the puzzle incomplete...
Tonight, he feels his painting is lacking texture...
"Where is the blue?", he...
#mythology
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jan 2019 5:53pm
1st Jan 2019 5:53pm
Not Going There
New Year?... Not for him...
Skip to the year next?... Risky...
Repeats one he knows...
Skip to the year next?... Risky...
Repeats one he knows...
#haiku
#parody
55 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
30th Dec 2018 4:03pm
30th Dec 2018 4:03pm
John Smith And The Man Of The Sea
Long time ago, John Smith met a man
who claimed to be a man of the sea
confessing, in the same breath, he wished
this time to be his last on the sea
and a wave never again to see...
"My dear man", said John Smith,
"a prophet I may not be,
but, a palm read I'll offer you for free...
Allow me to set your fears free
as I chance your future to predict...
"This, your first and last time on the sea will be
and never again a wave will you see
In fact, a villager you soon shall be
far away from any waves and any sea
A...
who claimed to be a man of the sea
confessing, in the same breath, he wished
this time to be his last on the sea
and a wave never again to see...
"My dear man", said John Smith,
"a prophet I may not be,
but, a palm read I'll offer you for free...
Allow me to set your fears free
as I chance your future to predict...
"This, your first and last time on the sea will be
and never again a wave will you see
In fact, a villager you soon shall be
far away from any waves and any sea
A...
#parody
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Dec 2018 6:26pm
25th Dec 2018 6:26pm
Routine
Nothing comes
Much goes by
Often in circles
Frequently he ventures out
Arrests some motion
Expands his routine's compass
Multiple fragmentations
Adorn his limitless confinement
He bothers not to gather
Nothing leaves
Less is manifested
Always encircled
Much goes by
Often in circles
Frequently he ventures out
Arrests some motion
Expands his routine's compass
Multiple fragmentations
Adorn his limitless confinement
He bothers not to gather
Nothing leaves
Less is manifested
Always encircled
#parody
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2018 00:12am
22nd Dec 2018 00:12am
Time Adverbs
Every now and then
he lifts his eyes towards the window
trying to bring in sight
the commotion outside...
On other occasions
he coughs and spits and the saliva rolls out,
hangs from his lips
oscillating at length before it reaches the floor...
When he hears footsteps
fainting away from his door
gathers every ounce of strength
and hisses impatiently...
Sometimes
he argues with the electric appliances
chiding them for failing to reproduce
memories of questionable value...
Presence
-...
he lifts his eyes towards the window
trying to bring in sight
the commotion outside...
On other occasions
he coughs and spits and the saliva rolls out,
hangs from his lips
oscillating at length before it reaches the floor...
When he hears footsteps
fainting away from his door
gathers every ounce of strength
and hisses impatiently...
Sometimes
he argues with the electric appliances
chiding them for failing to reproduce
memories of questionable value...
Presence
-...
#aging
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2018 1:17pm
15th Dec 2018 1:17pm
Signification Of Presence
I
Didn't plan her way...
Yet she was there landscaping
roads never taken...
II
When they all became
center of the universe,
she stood to the left...
III
She opened one eye
and realized half a world
is better than one...
IV
Softly spoken word
stands alone away from pics
images and clips...
V
Give her twenty years
and she will be the table
you lay your cards on...
Didn't plan her way...
Yet she was there landscaping
roads never taken...
II
When they all became
center of the universe,
she stood to the left...
III
She opened one eye
and realized half a world
is better than one...
IV
Softly spoken word
stands alone away from pics
images and clips...
V
Give her twenty years
and she will be the table
you lay your cards on...
#haiku
108 reads
9 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2018 2:07pm
2nd Dec 2018 2:07pm
Architect John Smith
Of his thousands architectural drawings,
he, architect John Smith, knew very well,
most were below average,
few barely mediocre
and, here and there a rare, accidental one, bordering
- even if never quite achieving -
some degree of originality...
Of his mediocrity, he was well aware.
With his mediocrity, he had come to terms
long, long time ago.
As long as he didn't venture
outside this ever expanding circle of peers
- of peers complimenting each other's mediocrity -
his survival in the field would never be in question... ...
he, architect John Smith, knew very well,
most were below average,
few barely mediocre
and, here and there a rare, accidental one, bordering
- even if never quite achieving -
some degree of originality...
Of his mediocrity, he was well aware.
With his mediocrity, he had come to terms
long, long time ago.
As long as he didn't venture
outside this ever expanding circle of peers
- of peers complimenting each other's mediocrity -
his survival in the field would never be in question... ...
#LifeGoals
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2018 3:17am
25th Nov 2018 3:17am
His Story
He is
zero percent
of what he used to be...
He really hasn't changed that much,
has he?
zero percent
of what he used to be...
He really hasn't changed that much,
has he?
#cinquain
65 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
18th Nov 2018 2:01am
18th Nov 2018 2:01am
A Romantic Night With Herself
That night
an uninvited but welcomed memory
captured her mind
and held it hostage for hours:
Two pairs of eyes
fix their stare at each other
examining the texture of their impossibility
as they gradually
border metamorphosis...
an uninvited but welcomed memory
captured her mind
and held it hostage for hours:
Two pairs of eyes
fix their stare at each other
examining the texture of their impossibility
as they gradually
border metamorphosis...
#love
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5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Nov 2018 1:11pm
14th Nov 2018 1:11pm
The Consistent John Smith
So many
life changing experiences
he went through...
So much
the same
he remained...
life changing experiences
he went through...
So much
the same
he remained...
#parody
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4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
11th Nov 2018 1:34pm
11th Nov 2018 1:34pm
Hero Of The Republic
On the large monitor
he located the target's exact position.
Remotely, he guided the drone
precisely 2000 feet straight over it;
the drone
carrying a one thousand megaton bomb.
He stated his readiness.
Τhe go ahead was given.
Firmly the button he pressed.
On the large monitor
the target and everything around it went up in smoke.
He stated the hit.
Thumps up were given in return.
Next morning
the news' report on the mission, he watched.
Five enemy military leaders were killed.
Also mentioned,...
he located the target's exact position.
Remotely, he guided the drone
precisely 2000 feet straight over it;
the drone
carrying a one thousand megaton bomb.
He stated his readiness.
Τhe go ahead was given.
Firmly the button he pressed.
On the large monitor
the target and everything around it went up in smoke.
He stated the hit.
Thumps up were given in return.
Next morning
the news' report on the mission, he watched.
Five enemy military leaders were killed.
Also mentioned,...
#war
82 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2018 2:53pm
7th Oct 2018 2:53pm
Calamity
A minute ago
a thought crossed my mind;...
A minute later, it disappeared...
Oh, the misfortune
of having an open mind!...
a thought crossed my mind;...
A minute later, it disappeared...
Oh, the misfortune
of having an open mind!...
#parody
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