Submissions by thinlane
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I just wander through my mind and pick up what's lying around on any given day. I'm not a trained poet but I enjoy writing nonetheless. It seems like a good way to drain the demons in my head in a constructive manner.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Feb 2020 5:31pm
7th Feb 2020 5:31pm
Shake Off The Leash
I'm pacing the floor
Leaving tears in my wake
Trying to understand why
I feel the way I do
Seems I'm straining at an invisible leash
Wrapped around my neck
So tight
And just walking the same old blocks
I want to go somewhere
That I've never been before
And meet those folks who've
Seen it all
Just to walk in peace with those
Who have an understanding
Of the way things are supposed
To work out for me
It's been all these years
And I haven't been able
To work it out for myself
So I'll take their...
Leaving tears in my wake
Trying to understand why
I feel the way I do
Seems I'm straining at an invisible leash
Wrapped around my neck
So tight
And just walking the same old blocks
I want to go somewhere
That I've never been before
And meet those folks who've
Seen it all
Just to walk in peace with those
Who have an understanding
Of the way things are supposed
To work out for me
It's been all these years
And I haven't been able
To work it out for myself
So I'll take their...
#freedom
#MovingOn
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jan 2020 4:43pm
26th Jan 2020 4:43pm
Leaving
We argued all night long
Not vicious or bloodthirsty but continuous
And on the civilized side of angry
I went to bed thinking
I have to get out of here
We can't even have a real fight
With real emotion and tears
It's like a British television show
Polite
But cutting on the sly
When you argue all night and nobody sleeps on the couch
There's something wrong with the passion in your relationship
By morning I had made up my mind for certain
Not vicious or bloodthirsty but continuous
And on the civilized side of angry
I went to bed thinking
I have to get out of here
We can't even have a real fight
With real emotion and tears
It's like a British television show
Polite
But cutting on the sly
When you argue all night and nobody sleeps on the couch
There's something wrong with the passion in your relationship
By morning I had made up my mind for certain
#MovingOn
#apathy
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jan 2020 4:44pm
17th Jan 2020 4:44pm
R.I.P.
On January 7th a shadow fell over me
And the thunder that had rolled throughout my years
Fell silent forever
A kind of grief stole over me
Foolish grief I might say
Not knowing the man who had made that thunder roll
But grief nonetheless
In the end I find a kind of melancholy has settled in
Sad that I will never hear him play anything new ever again
Yet thankful for the music left behind
The soundtrack of my life
To use a tired cliche
Yet the truth nonetheless
If there is a heaven it is rocking louder tonight
Since a giant...
And the thunder that had rolled throughout my years
Fell silent forever
A kind of grief stole over me
Foolish grief I might say
Not knowing the man who had made that thunder roll
But grief nonetheless
In the end I find a kind of melancholy has settled in
Sad that I will never hear him play anything new ever again
Yet thankful for the music left behind
The soundtrack of my life
To use a tired cliche
Yet the truth nonetheless
If there is a heaven it is rocking louder tonight
Since a giant...
#sadness
#grief
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Dec 2019 10:27pm
18th Dec 2019 10:27pm
Another Lonely Night
And there she stands
Proof positive that you can be lonely
In a room full of people
With a drink in her hand
She does the small talk mambo
And wonders where there might be someone
To really talk to
She wanders aimlessly through the crowded party
Like a wraith among the blithely living
Simply hoping for that ghost of a chance
That there might be magic in this room
But magic while ever present
Has no tricks to play for her tonight
Or on any night it seems to her
So small talk must take the place of real
And air kissed...
Proof positive that you can be lonely
In a room full of people
With a drink in her hand
She does the small talk mambo
And wonders where there might be someone
To really talk to
She wanders aimlessly through the crowded party
Like a wraith among the blithely living
Simply hoping for that ghost of a chance
That there might be magic in this room
But magic while ever present
Has no tricks to play for her tonight
Or on any night it seems to her
So small talk must take the place of real
And air kissed...
#loneliness
#emptiness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Dec 2019 3:48am
7th Dec 2019 3:48am
Nightlife
Sample the nightlife
It's yours to explore
Some strange magic exists on the dance floor
The beat of the music will take you away
Dance til you feel you'll explode
If you want to tread on the dark side
There are people to show you the way
For a price they will blow your mind with their wares
But be careful and watchful
As you go with the flow and the beat
There are those in that place
Who will try to take advantage of you
With a smile and a twinkling eye
They will alter your drink
And accost you and rob you or...
It's yours to explore
Some strange magic exists on the dance floor
The beat of the music will take you away
Dance til you feel you'll explode
If you want to tread on the dark side
There are people to show you the way
For a price they will blow your mind with their wares
But be careful and watchful
As you go with the flow and the beat
There are those in that place
Who will try to take advantage of you
With a smile and a twinkling eye
They will alter your drink
And accost you and rob you or...
#magic
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2019 4:46am
3rd Dec 2019 4:46am
Bone Weary
I'm feeling bone deep weariness
Which is not to say that I'm tired
Though I am that as well
I simply feel an overwhelming lassitude
That runs to the core of my being
It seems to make simple joy and happiness
Something that takes a lot of energy
Weariness sucks the life out of me
I simply have no idea what that cause is
And the simple act of wondering about it makes me feel
Even more weary
I don't see any end to this feeling
Since I don't understand it
So I just thought I'd tell you all about it
In case you wonder why I...
Which is not to say that I'm tired
Though I am that as well
I simply feel an overwhelming lassitude
That runs to the core of my being
It seems to make simple joy and happiness
Something that takes a lot of energy
Weariness sucks the life out of me
I simply have no idea what that cause is
And the simple act of wondering about it makes me feel
Even more weary
I don't see any end to this feeling
Since I don't understand it
So I just thought I'd tell you all about it
In case you wonder why I...
#confessional
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Nov 2019 9:50pm
28th Nov 2019 9:50pm
Loving
Sensation lingers like a touch of flame
Seeming to burn within my animal brain
Carnal intentions in my fingertips
Bring your heart and thoughts to a fever pitch
Instinct alone can guide the scene from here
We've played these games a thousand times or more
Fingers and tongues with touches oh so light
Your skin begins to sear
With a single touch I feel your urgency
Your sweat dewed face a marvel to see
The heat from within burns at a thousand degrees
And a strangled cry escapes your throat just for me
Constant contact...
Seeming to burn within my animal brain
Carnal intentions in my fingertips
Bring your heart and thoughts to a fever pitch
Instinct alone can guide the scene from here
We've played these games a thousand times or more
Fingers and tongues with touches oh so light
Your skin begins to sear
With a single touch I feel your urgency
Your sweat dewed face a marvel to see
The heat from within burns at a thousand degrees
And a strangled cry escapes your throat just for me
Constant contact...
#lover
#passion
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2019 10:20pm
26th Nov 2019 10:20pm
My Day
I want to write about my day
But the activities so trivial don't seem worth the time
Pointless electronic dithering
And senseless solo card playing
Fill hours of time with nary a thought used
Just whiling away the times of my life
While outside life really goes by
My day
So boring and uneventful
Seems like so many before
And I wonder if this is now my life
Housebound and weak, barely even here anymore
It's a blow to the ego to find you've become
Just a boring old guy
Spending time as though there were an endless supply ...
But the activities so trivial don't seem worth the time
Pointless electronic dithering
And senseless solo card playing
Fill hours of time with nary a thought used
Just whiling away the times of my life
While outside life really goes by
My day
So boring and uneventful
Seems like so many before
And I wonder if this is now my life
Housebound and weak, barely even here anymore
It's a blow to the ego to find you've become
Just a boring old guy
Spending time as though there were an endless supply ...
#emptiness
#boredom
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2019 11:07am
10th Oct 2019 11:07am
Time Stand Still
All of the hours I've spent
All of the days that have gone
Wondering where the time went
There are wrinkles around my eyes
Coffee grows cold as my breath steams around me
The nights grow increasingly long
Waiting for light seems a full time job
Insomniacs round the world working beside me
Time seems incredibly slow in the nighttime
The days go flashing on by
The winter winds wait round the corner from me
Stealing the warmth in a seasonal crime
The lines in my face grow increasingly deep
Time like a thief in...
All of the days that have gone
Wondering where the time went
There are wrinkles around my eyes
Coffee grows cold as my breath steams around me
The nights grow increasingly long
Waiting for light seems a full time job
Insomniacs round the world working beside me
Time seems incredibly slow in the nighttime
The days go flashing on by
The winter winds wait round the corner from me
Stealing the warmth in a seasonal crime
The lines in my face grow increasingly deep
Time like a thief in...
#LifeCycle
#aging
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Oct 2019 4:07pm
5th Oct 2019 4:07pm
Heart Like A Well
My heart like a well
Replenished daily with fresh loves
And new wants
But deep down it's a cold
And icy darkness
Where the past heartaches are stored up
And brought up by the bucketful
When I dip way down deep for a drink
A paradoxical thing
With both love and hate on different strata
Never to mix
But always available if you drop the bucket down
Deep enough
Replenished daily with fresh loves
And new wants
But deep down it's a cold
And icy darkness
Where the past heartaches are stored up
And brought up by the bucketful
When I dip way down deep for a drink
A paradoxical thing
With both love and hate on different strata
Never to mix
But always available if you drop the bucket down
Deep enough
#love
#hate
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Aug 2019 5:33pm
7th Aug 2019 5:33pm
The Wildest Of Thoughts
The monitor is the only light in the room
And the darkness around me feels right
As I try to release the dark thoughts inside my mind
Wishing I had a greater talent to find the words
To express the feelings that float up from my unconscious
But my meagre attempts will have to suffice
Since the feelings must come out
Black thoughts have invaded my mind of late
As deeply disturbing as any I have ever known
And I want to vent them away from my soul
Before they must come out in blood
It's an opening of the floodgates to keep the dam from...
And the darkness around me feels right
As I try to release the dark thoughts inside my mind
Wishing I had a greater talent to find the words
To express the feelings that float up from my unconscious
But my meagre attempts will have to suffice
Since the feelings must come out
Black thoughts have invaded my mind of late
As deeply disturbing as any I have ever known
And I want to vent them away from my soul
Before they must come out in blood
It's an opening of the floodgates to keep the dam from...
#dark
#MentalHealth
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2019 5:48pm
10th Jul 2019 5:48pm
Shopping
Looking around myself this morning
A grocery store fairly bereft of people
All counting pennies as prices rise so high
Going broke as they try to feed their families
My basket mostly empty still empties my own wallet
Fun times in Toronto today
A grocery store fairly bereft of people
All counting pennies as prices rise so high
Going broke as they try to feed their families
My basket mostly empty still empties my own wallet
Fun times in Toronto today
#city
#food
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