Submissions by takis1917
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Oct 2017 2:48pm
8th Oct 2017 2:48pm
Yesterday, Today And Now
Yesterday
he suggested to the one he loved
they ought to make a life plan...
Today
he found a "Dear John" note on the fridge...
Now
he should have a lesson learnt:
never to mix time and pleasure again...
he suggested to the one he loved
they ought to make a life plan...
Today
he found a "Dear John" note on the fridge...
Now
he should have a lesson learnt:
never to mix time and pleasure again...
811 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Oct 2017 1:04pm
7th Oct 2017 1:04pm
Will You Join Us?
When we’ll surrender to the right enemy
will you join us, or fail us again?
When we’ll get to the point of no return
will you join us, or will you make a turn?
When we’ll kneel and beg for forgiveness
will you join us, or will you sin again?
When we’ll absolve ourselves of all responsibility
will you join us, or will you plead your guilt?
When we’ll become the center of the universe
will you join us, or will you stay left?
will you join us, or fail us again?
When we’ll get to the point of no return
will you join us, or will you make a turn?
When we’ll kneel and beg for forgiveness
will you join us, or will you sin again?
When we’ll absolve ourselves of all responsibility
will you join us, or will you plead your guilt?
When we’ll become the center of the universe
will you join us, or will you stay left?
607 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Oct 2017 2:37pm
4th Oct 2017 2:37pm
In The Dark
In the dark
what do you see in the mirror?
In the dark
do you need peripheral vision?
In the dark
are you farther removed from reality?
In the dark
does pinching yourself feel the same?
In the dark
do you sense what falls is not hale?
In the dark
does the dance fast approaching have a shape?
what do you see in the mirror?
In the dark
do you need peripheral vision?
In the dark
are you farther removed from reality?
In the dark
does pinching yourself feel the same?
In the dark
do you sense what falls is not hale?
In the dark
does the dance fast approaching have a shape?
608 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Oct 2017 5:37pm
1st Oct 2017 5:37pm
Comic Relief 2
Walking to St. Petersburg
ready to cross the Atlantic
(idyllic routes is the preferred way I travel),
I text the powers that be
requesting the police,
the army and the navy seals to intervene
and evacuate my heart of all of those occupying it.
I need the space to plant a money tree;
I need the money to build a Summer Palace
next to the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg!
I hear, Vladimir is prone to colds...
ready to cross the Atlantic
(idyllic routes is the preferred way I travel),
I text the powers that be
requesting the police,
the army and the navy seals to intervene
and evacuate my heart of all of those occupying it.
I need the space to plant a money tree;
I need the money to build a Summer Palace
next to the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg!
I hear, Vladimir is prone to colds...
644 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
1st Oct 2017 1:36pm
1st Oct 2017 1:36pm
Comic Relief
I do not often ask myself questions,
but when I do...
so many tight lips,
so many eyes rolling over,
so many fallen ears...
so many secrets scattering to hide...
Shit! Screw the ferry strike,
I'm walking to St. Petersburg
to meet Vladimir;
I haven't seen him for a hundred years...
And for the Czar,
a message I am carrying...
"If you think that God is deaf,
pray in sign language; if you think he is dead,
contest His will!"
but when I do...
so many tight lips,
so many eyes rolling over,
so many fallen ears...
so many secrets scattering to hide...
Shit! Screw the ferry strike,
I'm walking to St. Petersburg
to meet Vladimir;
I haven't seen him for a hundred years...
And for the Czar,
a message I am carrying...
"If you think that God is deaf,
pray in sign language; if you think he is dead,
contest His will!"
601 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Sep 2017 1:13pm
28th Sep 2017 1:13pm
Body Logos (In memory of Theodore Angelopoulos, Filmmaker)
He:
It's as if my face you don't see
as if it's never in your view
and no more you're searching in my eyes...
She:
The eyes have been trained in automation.
Lightning they assume any emotion;
they smile, they long, they fear;
they invite, they expect, they desire, they tear.
What can I find in the absolute absence?...
The face is well skilled
in the mimesis of countless ways
and in pretentiousness
and nothing anymore expresses.
The body, however, being a slow learner
in all its daily postures
in the widening...
It's as if my face you don't see
as if it's never in your view
and no more you're searching in my eyes...
She:
The eyes have been trained in automation.
Lightning they assume any emotion;
they smile, they long, they fear;
they invite, they expect, they desire, they tear.
What can I find in the absolute absence?...
The face is well skilled
in the mimesis of countless ways
and in pretentiousness
and nothing anymore expresses.
The body, however, being a slow learner
in all its daily postures
in the widening...
603 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Sep 2017 11:51am
25th Sep 2017 11:51am
Today
Today
she started her day wondering
what is beyond now
but this now
she couldn't pin down
and that beyond
she was already beyond it...
she started her day wondering
what is beyond now
but this now
she couldn't pin down
and that beyond
she was already beyond it...
658 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2017 1:02pm
24th Sep 2017 1:02pm
Baptismal Gift
You shall seek and you shall not find!
That's how you are catalogued
by the math combinations sequencing you
Centimeters you shall stand away from the objective!
Distance feeds you
and it feeds itself
You shall seek and you shall not find!
You shall be dressed in forms and theorems
You shall be sinking in valleys of abundant numbers and shapes
You shall be shouting: "It is I"
Infinite echoes shall respond: "Who?"
That's how you are catalogued
by the math combinations sequencing you
Centimeters you shall stand away from the objective!
Distance feeds you
and it feeds itself
You shall seek and you shall not find!
You shall be dressed in forms and theorems
You shall be sinking in valleys of abundant numbers and shapes
You shall be shouting: "It is I"
Infinite echoes shall respond: "Who?"
762 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2017 11:39pm
23rd Sep 2017 11:39pm
Soothsayer
A soothsayer he wanted to be
in an alternate reality
where time is not defined
in terms of future, present and past...
But he was a practical man...
How could he his routine,
his balanced life keep,
if he let his mind
abducted by alien thoughts?
Yes, he was a practical man...
After all
the wire makes the acrobat,
but, it is the net underneath it
that saves him...
in an alternate reality
where time is not defined
in terms of future, present and past...
But he was a practical man...
How could he his routine,
his balanced life keep,
if he let his mind
abducted by alien thoughts?
Yes, he was a practical man...
After all
the wire makes the acrobat,
but, it is the net underneath it
that saves him...
908 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Sep 2017 11:27pm
20th Sep 2017 11:27pm
She Was Thinking
She was an athlete
she was a leaper, a good one.
But today she wasn't leaping
'cause today she was thinking
to herself:
"The only leap worth taking is the one that never lands..."
she was a leaper, a good one.
But today she wasn't leaping
'cause today she was thinking
to herself:
"The only leap worth taking is the one that never lands..."
912 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Sep 2017 12:22pm
17th Sep 2017 12:22pm
There Is Wisdom In Some Deaths
There is wisdom in some deaths...
Illuminating this fact
the cases of Jimmy, Jim and Janis;
they left us young without a roll of drums.
And if that saddened many of us
they went before becoming Vegas Stars...
Illuminating this fact
the cases of Jimmy, Jim and Janis;
they left us young without a roll of drums.
And if that saddened many of us
they went before becoming Vegas Stars...
659 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Sep 2017 00:21am
16th Sep 2017 00:21am
Distraction
Standing in front of the tall mirror
her eyes absorbed by her reflection
as if it were her, herself.
A covert admiration sneaked out in her stare
soon outdone by a surreptitious doubt
spreading between her and the reflection.
She had no time to unravel her cluster of thoughts.
It was his breath she felt
it was his head leaning on her shoulder
it was his lips almost caressing her ear.
"At last", escaped her a whisper, "You are here..."
"I'm not quite certain", she heard his voice,
"but tomorrow, or, many...
her eyes absorbed by her reflection
as if it were her, herself.
A covert admiration sneaked out in her stare
soon outdone by a surreptitious doubt
spreading between her and the reflection.
She had no time to unravel her cluster of thoughts.
It was his breath she felt
it was his head leaning on her shoulder
it was his lips almost caressing her ear.
"At last", escaped her a whisper, "You are here..."
"I'm not quite certain", she heard his voice,
"but tomorrow, or, many...
802 reads
8 Comments
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