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.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Aug 2015 4:09pm
25th Aug 2015 4:09pm
The Inheritance
The meek will inherit what’s left of the earth
After the confident and strong have used it all up
Once they’ve lost all they ever wanted
Or never gained it at all
A lifetime of dreaming
Of just fitting in
Will be for naught now
That there’s nothing left worth having
And now it’s all theirs
And there’s nothing left
To fit into at all
But their hole in the earth
And so meekly they go to their graves
Never knowing the satisfaction of having what they dreamed of
But they will go with a smile after it all
Because in the end it’s all...
After the confident and strong have used it all up
Once they’ve lost all they ever wanted
Or never gained it at all
A lifetime of dreaming
Of just fitting in
Will be for naught now
That there’s nothing left worth having
And now it’s all theirs
And there’s nothing left
To fit into at all
But their hole in the earth
And so meekly they go to their graves
Never knowing the satisfaction of having what they dreamed of
But they will go with a smile after it all
Because in the end it’s all...
711 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Aug 2015 5:54pm
21st Aug 2015 5:54pm
First Lesson
He’s fumbling young
At seventeen
And can’t believe
The luck he’s seeing
She knows that he’ll
Be quick to come
An older woman
Twenty one
Brings on the next
Erected man
With darting tongue
And expert hands
She’ll teach him things
Important glands
And happy spots
When her turn lands
He won’t forget the first
Of more to come
And learn the things
He’ll use
At twenty one
At seventeen
And can’t believe
The luck he’s seeing
She knows that he’ll
Be quick to come
An older woman
Twenty one
Brings on the next
Erected man
With darting tongue
And expert hands
She’ll teach him things
Important glands
And happy spots
When her turn lands
He won’t forget the first
Of more to come
And learn the things
He’ll use
At twenty one
694 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Aug 2015 12:11pm
21st Aug 2015 12:11pm
Mother's Lilac
The lilac bush in our side yard
Could catch the sun for most of the day
And the rain flowed down the slope of our property to its roots
It grew huge with blooms like grapes so full and large that they should drip wine
But it had no scent to guide you with your eyes closed tight
Just a beauty with no depth or personality
A disappointment from God if you so believe
Or Mother Nature
A woman in white with dirty knees and calloused hands from planting all day long
Who was really mom, planting flowers full of olfactory blessings
In shorts with dirty knees...
Could catch the sun for most of the day
And the rain flowed down the slope of our property to its roots
It grew huge with blooms like grapes so full and large that they should drip wine
But it had no scent to guide you with your eyes closed tight
Just a beauty with no depth or personality
A disappointment from God if you so believe
Or Mother Nature
A woman in white with dirty knees and calloused hands from planting all day long
Who was really mom, planting flowers full of olfactory blessings
In shorts with dirty knees...
643 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
19th Aug 2015 9:54pm
19th Aug 2015 9:54pm
The Dance
Through the filtered light of the fat full moon
I wander through the thinning woods
To an open space between the trees
To see the dancing natives
In the movement of this land
I am not observed
Or just ignored
I stand and gape at their magical moves
Done thousands of years in this same way
The story of their lives
I cry out in sudden thought
And the dancers freeze their dance
A hundred eyes turn and stare at me
And I stare smiling back
With a curious sinuous motion
I begin to dance myself
Trying hard to tell my...
I wander through the thinning woods
To an open space between the trees
To see the dancing natives
In the movement of this land
I am not observed
Or just ignored
I stand and gape at their magical moves
Done thousands of years in this same way
The story of their lives
I cry out in sudden thought
And the dancers freeze their dance
A hundred eyes turn and stare at me
And I stare smiling back
With a curious sinuous motion
I begin to dance myself
Trying hard to tell my...
679 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Aug 2015 12:05pm
19th Aug 2015 12:05pm
This Cold WInd
This is a truly old poem that I was reading over and thought I'd share.
This cold wind
Surrounds my brittle bones
Tired wings
Can’t carry all the weight alone
A memory of the sun
Is all I have left in my mind’s eye
This cold and tired orb
Doesn’t warm me with its fire
Fire burnt so low
Like spirits dancing in the wind
The flame can lick your hand
And never burn your skin
Winter's freeze
Is promised on the wind
Oh the wind
This cold wind
This cold wind
Surrounds my brittle bones
Tired wings
Can’t carry all the weight alone
A memory of the sun
Is all I have left in my mind’s eye
This cold and tired orb
Doesn’t warm me with its fire
Fire burnt so low
Like spirits dancing in the wind
The flame can lick your hand
And never burn your skin
Winter's freeze
Is promised on the wind
Oh the wind
This cold wind
617 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Aug 2015 2:49pm
18th Aug 2015 2:49pm
Breathe Deep And Listen
And so she opens herself to me once again
To her most secret and private place
Where I’ve been before and she feels happy to let me in
I breathe deep her sweat soapy scent and smile
So clean and wetly aroused she brings me hard to attention
And I go in search of her hidden places
For there are more than just the obvious to bring my attention to bear
With fingers and mouth I open her wider and set to my tender and terrible task
And yet not just a task but a warm pleasure more wonderful than any other
In a soft and then loud voice she gives me her...
To her most secret and private place
Where I’ve been before and she feels happy to let me in
I breathe deep her sweat soapy scent and smile
So clean and wetly aroused she brings me hard to attention
And I go in search of her hidden places
For there are more than just the obvious to bring my attention to bear
With fingers and mouth I open her wider and set to my tender and terrible task
And yet not just a task but a warm pleasure more wonderful than any other
In a soft and then loud voice she gives me her...
971 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Aug 2015 6:08am
17th Aug 2015 6:08am
Voices
Well this is it, he said to an empty room filled with voices
The television with its hollow booming voice filling the room as it did day and night
It was company for a man who never had any anymore
And the quieter but more insistent voices in his head that whispered and laughed what he should do
From his dim past to this day he had heard those voices
As they urged him ever on
One day this way and the next another with no reason or rhyme
To just spend his money on whims
Since it had been on a whim that day that he came by it and kept it coming in
And now...
The television with its hollow booming voice filling the room as it did day and night
It was company for a man who never had any anymore
And the quieter but more insistent voices in his head that whispered and laughed what he should do
From his dim past to this day he had heard those voices
As they urged him ever on
One day this way and the next another with no reason or rhyme
To just spend his money on whims
Since it had been on a whim that day that he came by it and kept it coming in
And now...
692 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 4:47pm
16th Aug 2015 4:47pm
Love and Cover
As I pass Fran she covers her words with an arm
She writes in her own version of longhand
In that strange and wonderful print and write combo that she uses even through a single word
That I know so well now, and find somehow so innocent and beautiful
Like Fran herself, though she knows words that no innocent knows
And has flung a few my way over the course of these years when anger infused us
Those days are far between and forgotten as soon as peace is reached with a kiss
Her laptop sits unused in front of her arm
And she knows more than I how to use it
We...
She writes in her own version of longhand
In that strange and wonderful print and write combo that she uses even through a single word
That I know so well now, and find somehow so innocent and beautiful
Like Fran herself, though she knows words that no innocent knows
And has flung a few my way over the course of these years when anger infused us
Those days are far between and forgotten as soon as peace is reached with a kiss
Her laptop sits unused in front of her arm
And she knows more than I how to use it
We...
775 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2015 7:46pm
15th Aug 2015 7:46pm
Another Man Suffers
Another night of waking in darkness
Another day of tiredness and pain
Each day still filled with depression
Can't make this pressure ever fade far away
Some days I sit and cry for no reason
Or reasons I cannot explain
Demons locked in my mind playing games
Devils inside my head stab my brain
No different than many I know
Some more and some less and some hardly at all
But we all share the same creeping sadness
And wonder when life will finally go
It's hard to take this daily reaction
To things in my mind that I cannot control...
Another day of tiredness and pain
Each day still filled with depression
Can't make this pressure ever fade far away
Some days I sit and cry for no reason
Or reasons I cannot explain
Demons locked in my mind playing games
Devils inside my head stab my brain
No different than many I know
Some more and some less and some hardly at all
But we all share the same creeping sadness
And wonder when life will finally go
It's hard to take this daily reaction
To things in my mind that I cannot control...
569 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Aug 2015 11:54am
13th Aug 2015 11:54am
Only the Lonely
My breath grows short when you draw near to me
My mind fills with thoughts of you and I together
In a loving embrace
And the butterflies begin to rise inside of my body
To dance in my belly and quickly make it hard to see
It’s the same old reaction to having you come close
As my mouth turns to cotton I cannot say the words
That I long to say
I love you but you’ve turned your back and walked away
Perhaps another time I’ll grow less timid
And my heart will show itself
My mind fills with thoughts of you and I together
In a loving embrace
And the butterflies begin to rise inside of my body
To dance in my belly and quickly make it hard to see
It’s the same old reaction to having you come close
As my mouth turns to cotton I cannot say the words
That I long to say
I love you but you’ve turned your back and walked away
Perhaps another time I’ll grow less timid
And my heart will show itself
664 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
7th Aug 2015 7:44pm
7th Aug 2015 7:44pm
Primal Animal
I drove on down the coast today
At a hundred miles per
To see if I’d forget the night
The night I’d spent with her
I knew it was a huge mistake
Right from the ringing phone
But like Pavlov’s dog and ringing bells
I was racing to her home
Oh, she calls me up say once a month
Or even once a year
When I’ve had time to steel myself
Against the words she says
But her voice is smooth as her silky lips
And my steel just melts away
Oh, my steel just melts away
Now I’m speeding down the coast again
And trying to forget...
At a hundred miles per
To see if I’d forget the night
The night I’d spent with her
I knew it was a huge mistake
Right from the ringing phone
But like Pavlov’s dog and ringing bells
I was racing to her home
Oh, she calls me up say once a month
Or even once a year
When I’ve had time to steel myself
Against the words she says
But her voice is smooth as her silky lips
And my steel just melts away
Oh, my steel just melts away
Now I’m speeding down the coast again
And trying to forget...
699 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 6:26pm
6th Aug 2015 6:26pm
Malevolent Beauty
An unnatural sunrise of science
Malevolent beauty killing indiscriminately
And maiming with newfound success
To slowly slay the enemy
Of those far away
I wasn’t yet born
And yet must remember
And hope that the sunrise of death
Never rises again.
My silence now is my shield and my scream
No more
Malevolent beauty killing indiscriminately
And maiming with newfound success
To slowly slay the enemy
Of those far away
I wasn’t yet born
And yet must remember
And hope that the sunrise of death
Never rises again.
My silence now is my shield and my scream
No more
545 reads
2 Comments
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