Submissions by trysca
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2010 4:48pm
2nd Jan 2010 4:48pm
blanket
limbless we fought
in tunnel of
grey dawn flesh
the sleepless frozen
hand of other
constricting a prison
of meated ribs
bashing
the thud of bone-on-bone
in dark salt airs between
where heat
becomes cold
and void
becomes filled
tent surfaces slathered
and torn roots encoil
as electronic chimes
signal when
the game
is over;
sheltered souls
split sundered
27.12.09
in tunnel of
grey dawn flesh
the sleepless frozen
hand of other
constricting a prison
of meated ribs
bashing
the thud of bone-on-bone
in dark salt airs between
where heat
becomes cold
and void
becomes filled
tent surfaces slathered
and torn roots encoil
as electronic chimes
signal when
the game
is over;
sheltered souls
split sundered
27.12.09
931 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2010 4:37pm
2nd Jan 2010 4:37pm
cold turkey
the glass vassal
constrains chewed lips
one red;
one white;
a pair of passions
entwined
their swayed stems
collapse when spent
away from home -
the radiant light within
extinguished with a
click
constrains chewed lips
one red;
one white;
a pair of passions
entwined
their swayed stems
collapse when spent
away from home -
the radiant light within
extinguished with a
click
871 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Dec 2009 4:58pm
27th Dec 2009 4:58pm
As i sprawl...
catlike over my danish grey felt
in my london flat, fallen
golden sun splits a black horizon
gulls wheel over the iced strip of canal
I chew;
thick slices of clove spiced hamb
tough toasted pain
plied high with ginger chestnut
under-bedded with a smear of veeraswamy mango
while broken bits of detroit jungle
stuff up my ear holes
middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me.
in my london flat, fallen
golden sun splits a black horizon
gulls wheel over the iced strip of canal
I chew;
thick slices of clove spiced hamb
tough toasted pain
plied high with ginger chestnut
under-bedded with a smear of veeraswamy mango
while broken bits of detroit jungle
stuff up my ear holes
middle ages yawn;
the breadth of a world
lucky old me.
740 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
9th Dec 2009 9:45pm
9th Dec 2009 9:45pm
Meph.
A funny thing;
Night opens the breach
The electric scent
Of a heavy city
Sweated and accumulated on the metallic dome
The meaningless means permit
Swollen vesicles release
A packet spent
On the hard, flat surface of freedom
Behind an unlocked door
As the synaptic gap lengthens
The fertilised garden of memory
Begins to bloom
Flowered souls
Exchange nectar
Warm petals embrace
In the soft sweated down of
Transitional youth
Outside, the quench of rain
Causes a cluster;
Rent by harsh white light
A...
Night opens the breach
The electric scent
Of a heavy city
Sweated and accumulated on the metallic dome
The meaningless means permit
Swollen vesicles release
A packet spent
On the hard, flat surface of freedom
Behind an unlocked door
As the synaptic gap lengthens
The fertilised garden of memory
Begins to bloom
Flowered souls
Exchange nectar
Warm petals embrace
In the soft sweated down of
Transitional youth
Outside, the quench of rain
Causes a cluster;
Rent by harsh white light
A...
1170 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2009 1:54pm
7th Dec 2009 1:54pm
[rising]
Is is the why
Why we go on is not to fear
Or of an unmade shape
Is is why we go on
Here in the sweat of your open palm
Is is why we go on in the breath in your
Mouth; your breath in my mouth
And why not forever, only for the intake.
2001 Oct/Nov
Why we go on is not to fear
Or of an unmade shape
Is is why we go on
Here in the sweat of your open palm
Is is why we go on in the breath in your
Mouth; your breath in my mouth
And why not forever, only for the intake.
2001 Oct/Nov
885 reads
4 Comments
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