Submissions by tami
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What can I say? Poetry sinks down into my marrow, I eat,sleep, and analyze all words. I like to be challenged and I love to try new forms of prose.
This Is Where It Starts Part 2
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The Continuing Observations Of A Puppet
LIFE,
that I do NOT even
WANT.
I can not get OUT.
I am TRAPPED in this
there IS no WAY,
for ME to...
ESCAPE
that I do NOT even
WANT.
I can not get OUT.
I am TRAPPED in this
there IS no WAY,
for ME to...
ESCAPE
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The Observations Of A Puppet
i am SO tired of pretending,
to be someone i am NOT.
i am SO unhappy like this,
ALL i feel is misery.
to be someone i am NOT.
i am SO unhappy like this,
ALL i feel is misery.
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The Wait
All was lost.
So, many years ago;
And then, you were there;
Confident and secure.
You hid your torment well,
but,it called to me all the same.
Something stirred, inside my soul,
pushed through the walls I had built,
around my heart;needing to be alive,
again.
and so, you cradled it with a stoic
resolve,
igniting a passionate fire,
that I could not express.
All that time, you waited;
with a calm patience I
mistook for cold indifference.
Now, I am aware that you
needed me to say
I wanted you.
is there time...
So, many years ago;
And then, you were there;
Confident and secure.
You hid your torment well,
but,it called to me all the same.
Something stirred, inside my soul,
pushed through the walls I had built,
around my heart;needing to be alive,
again.
and so, you cradled it with a stoic
resolve,
igniting a passionate fire,
that I could not express.
All that time, you waited;
with a calm patience I
mistook for cold indifference.
Now, I am aware that you
needed me to say
I wanted you.
is there time...
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Round And Around
you're
cracking-up,
my buttercup.
if you could
feel...
all that is
real;
In those
shadows
lie...
pain that is
multiplied.
And across the
walls,
graffiti-scrawled;
pour on some
more,
til you settle the
score.
rum-punch in the
sky.
all just fading
by...
windows into
nothing.
sea-horses ride
by; roughing
up...
cracking-up,
my buttercup.
if you could
feel...
all that is
real;
In those
shadows
lie...
pain that is
multiplied.
And across the
walls,
graffiti-scrawled;
pour on some
more,
til you settle the
score.
rum-punch in the
sky.
all just fading
by...
windows into
nothing.
sea-horses ride
by; roughing
up...
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PSYCHO/ANALYTICAL
Through the looking- glass
Reflections...
Inside-out and twisted,
Mirrors...
What you hope to see.
Jaded,
un-hospitable.
Scenery-
Upside-down and broken...
Exactly,
how it is supposed
to be.
Gazing.
Down that deep, dark hole;
Losing,
All your sense of self-control.
...
Reflections...
Inside-out and twisted,
Mirrors...
What you hope to see.
Jaded,
un-hospitable.
Scenery-
Upside-down and broken...
Exactly,
how it is supposed
to be.
Gazing.
Down that deep, dark hole;
Losing,
All your sense of self-control.
...
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THE RABBIT
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“Skin flakes”
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The Start Of Acceptance ...... (We Are All Gonna Die)
Clinging to the shreds of your
... love
Using it as armor to protect
me
from that great unknown
... abyss
The one that darkens my
... days
And haunts my dreams
But soon,
I feel I must take that
... leap
grasping hold of the hope,
there may be something
Beyond ...
this life and the pain it
... brings
... love
Using it as armor to protect
me
from that great unknown
... abyss
The one that darkens my
... days
And haunts my dreams
But soon,
I feel I must take that
... leap
grasping hold of the hope,
there may be something
Beyond ...
this life and the pain it
... brings
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Murky Gloom
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THE GLOOM
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