Submissions by wallyroo92
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inspired by life, literature, love and music.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Mar 2019 6:46pm
19th Mar 2019 6:46pm
The Storm
Her sails were disheveled and worn, tattered and torn,
As she was headed toward a storm out at sea,
Alone but with the courage of a seafarers lust for life,
Under ominous clouds as far as the eye could see.
At first they were all rough blue waves and sprays,
But quickly they turned to walls overhead and high,
As the raging winds turned everything to blackness,
Followed by lightning in the frightening darkened sky.
She holds steadfast and strong with unwavering calm,
Knowing that all this will blow over into tranquility,
Even as...
As she was headed toward a storm out at sea,
Alone but with the courage of a seafarers lust for life,
Under ominous clouds as far as the eye could see.
At first they were all rough blue waves and sprays,
But quickly they turned to walls overhead and high,
As the raging winds turned everything to blackness,
Followed by lightning in the frightening darkened sky.
She holds steadfast and strong with unwavering calm,
Knowing that all this will blow over into tranquility,
Even as...
#strength
#hope
#courage
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Mar 2019 5:56am
17th Mar 2019 5:56am
Dark Dreams
She breaks his heart,
For each night they spend apart,
Feeling the weight of loss and despair,
Sobbing in the pages,
That now seem lost in ages,
The lovely dream seems like a nightmare.
Now he writes in vain,
Sitting and writhing in pain,
Thinking his letters somehow will get to her,
But the ache is so deep,
As each night he loses sleep,
The sight of his beloved is becoming a blur.
He takes all the blame,
As the ink bleeds her name,
Pouring all his emotion on every leaf,
With each tear he drops,
He sighs and...
For each night they spend apart,
Feeling the weight of loss and despair,
Sobbing in the pages,
That now seem lost in ages,
The lovely dream seems like a nightmare.
Now he writes in vain,
Sitting and writhing in pain,
Thinking his letters somehow will get to her,
But the ache is so deep,
As each night he loses sleep,
The sight of his beloved is becoming a blur.
He takes all the blame,
As the ink bleeds her name,
Pouring all his emotion on every leaf,
With each tear he drops,
He sighs and...
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suffering
931 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2019 7:22pm
11th Mar 2019 7:22pm
My Diddles
Quit your tapping, they used to tell me,
Folks at work thought I was nervous,
And though they wouldn’t understand,
I was really refining my paradiddles.
It was about the wrist and having control,
Never letting your fingers off the stick,
Otherwise the line would sound dirty,
Or make the battery sound very pretty.
I sometimes caught myself fantasizing,
About flawless double strokes and flamadiddles,
With some inverted flam taps and ratamacues,
Mixed with cheese parafladdle-diddle-diddles.
Eggbeaters and deviled eggs,...
Folks at work thought I was nervous,
And though they wouldn’t understand,
I was really refining my paradiddles.
It was about the wrist and having control,
Never letting your fingers off the stick,
Otherwise the line would sound dirty,
Or make the battery sound very pretty.
I sometimes caught myself fantasizing,
About flawless double strokes and flamadiddles,
With some inverted flam taps and ratamacues,
Mixed with cheese parafladdle-diddle-diddles.
Eggbeaters and deviled eggs,...
#music
806 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2019 8:23pm
5th Mar 2019 8:23pm
The Evolution of Creation
So He, the divine being,
(Who for millenniums and centuries has had different names)
Let loose his power with a clap of his hands,
And Bang!
He created a race of celestial giants across the cosmos.
And off they went, scattered transversely on His canvas,
The new universe.
But these titans of massive and epic proportions,
Some of gas, some of dust,
Went into conflict,
To conquer and claim
Their territories in the vast expanse.
And for millions and billions of years
They went to war.
Some of the gas giants would...
(Who for millenniums and centuries has had different names)
Let loose his power with a clap of his hands,
And Bang!
He created a race of celestial giants across the cosmos.
And off they went, scattered transversely on His canvas,
The new universe.
But these titans of massive and epic proportions,
Some of gas, some of dust,
Went into conflict,
To conquer and claim
Their territories in the vast expanse.
And for millions and billions of years
They went to war.
Some of the gas giants would...
#earth
#sun
#universe
#stars
#evolution
848 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Feb 2019 2:10pm
27th Feb 2019 2:10pm
Maya's Portraits
Every time I read Maya’s poetry,
I’m in awe of the emotion she conveys,
But every time I see her portraits,
I can’t but help sense her pain.
In each of her pictures she tell a story,
Of trials and tribulations and triumphs,
Because in her smile she conquered it all,
And her works surely made her a giant.
Maya’s portraits always show a resilience,
Her experiences made her even stronger,
In her face there is a soulful grace,
With a gift that brought her honor.
#MayaAngelou
I’m in awe of the emotion she conveys,
But every time I see her portraits,
I can’t but help sense her pain.
In each of her pictures she tell a story,
Of trials and tribulations and triumphs,
Because in her smile she conquered it all,
And her works surely made her a giant.
Maya’s portraits always show a resilience,
Her experiences made her even stronger,
In her face there is a soulful grace,
With a gift that brought her honor.
#MayaAngelou
#oppression
#power
#racism
#freedom
#inequality
869 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Feb 2019 4:59pm
25th Feb 2019 4:59pm
Mientras en el Exilio (While in Exile)
Mientras en el Exilio
¿Cuantas mañanas habrás despertado?
Deseando las escenas de tu propia nación,
De aquella tierra que te vio nacer,
Porque mientras en el exilio el corazón anhela,
Estar en la madre patria otra vez.
¿Habrá sido el sonido en las calles, en las plazas?
Las caras familiares donde hayas crecido,
Los olores de los campos, del mar,
Del viento que aspira el alma,
Como una acaricia tierna que te trae a casa.
¿Cuantas veces quisiste regresar?
Extender tus alas como la paloma blanca,
Que representa...
¿Cuantas mañanas habrás despertado?
Deseando las escenas de tu propia nación,
De aquella tierra que te vio nacer,
Porque mientras en el exilio el corazón anhela,
Estar en la madre patria otra vez.
¿Habrá sido el sonido en las calles, en las plazas?
Las caras familiares donde hayas crecido,
Los olores de los campos, del mar,
Del viento que aspira el alma,
Como una acaricia tierna que te trae a casa.
¿Cuantas veces quisiste regresar?
Extender tus alas como la paloma blanca,
Que representa...
#sadness
#memories
#nostalgia #separation
#nostalgia #separation
735 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Feb 2019 00:28am
19th Feb 2019 00:28am
On So What
When I was young, learning, discovering my craft,
When I wasn’t yet well schooled,
Upon hearing it for the first time,
It opened up my eyes to the epitome of cool.
And it was just the first track...
Paul was laying this really soft casual groove,
Bill played an unorthodox chord underneath,
While Jimmy softly rode the cymbal,
This is where John had learned to cut his teeth.
And the bass said “Hey guys I have to tell you”,
They all said “So what”,
“Hey guys I have to tell you something”,
“So what”,
“Come on guys...
When I wasn’t yet well schooled,
Upon hearing it for the first time,
It opened up my eyes to the epitome of cool.
And it was just the first track...
Paul was laying this really soft casual groove,
Bill played an unorthodox chord underneath,
While Jimmy softly rode the cymbal,
This is where John had learned to cut his teeth.
And the bass said “Hey guys I have to tell you”,
They all said “So what”,
“Hey guys I have to tell you something”,
“So what”,
“Come on guys...
#music
719 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jan 2019 1:23am
27th Jan 2019 1:23am
...and Death Came
Tell me Mary,
what did you hear when eternity was calling?
how did it feel to pass through that door?
because in the darkness beyond
all the stars shining in the distance
were saying your name.
All your strength and courage,
all your wisdom and experience,
never left your side,
at the pass into infinity
I’d to think you smiled peacefully ,
serenely
because you gave this world something so valuable.
The legacy you’ve left behind…
the works of art that fill the heart with wonder
are a testament...
what did you hear when eternity was calling?
how did it feel to pass through that door?
because in the darkness beyond
all the stars shining in the distance
were saying your name.
All your strength and courage,
all your wisdom and experience,
never left your side,
at the pass into infinity
I’d to think you smiled peacefully ,
serenely
because you gave this world something so valuable.
The legacy you’ve left behind…
the works of art that fill the heart with wonder
are a testament...
#death
1038 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2018 1:02am
22nd Dec 2018 1:02am
An Open Letter to My Father
12/20/2018
Dear Frank, I want to be frank with you,
I want to be open and honest with what I’m about to say,
Because even though I said goodbye some time ago,
I’m blue because today it ended this way.
I know you had your demons, they’re hard to let go,
But you fought hard and fell and got up and fell again,
And though you didn’t always make the best choices,
After so many long talks, I know there was good in you.
I know we laughed, we cried and you tried,
But I always loved hearing you talk to your grandchildren,...
Dear Frank, I want to be frank with you,
I want to be open and honest with what I’m about to say,
Because even though I said goodbye some time ago,
I’m blue because today it ended this way.
I know you had your demons, they’re hard to let go,
But you fought hard and fell and got up and fell again,
And though you didn’t always make the best choices,
After so many long talks, I know there was good in you.
I know we laughed, we cried and you tried,
But I always loved hearing you talk to your grandchildren,...
#father
#parent
#death
#memories
#son
1152 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2018 2:38am
8th Dec 2018 2:38am
Promises to Keep
I. December
The clouds came over the valley,
Bringing the much needed winter rain,
And though we needed it so badly,
I didn’t realize the conditions sadly,
Would also bring me a bit of pain.
The path between the mountains
Had been closed due to snow,
And so I found myself surrounded,
By weary travelers also grounded,
Who had to wait until tomorrow.
But I had made a promise to my son,
That I would there in the morning,
Some of them turned back one by one,
But I could not sit still or wait for the sun ...
The clouds came over the valley,
Bringing the much needed winter rain,
And though we needed it so badly,
I didn’t realize the conditions sadly,
Would also bring me a bit of pain.
The path between the mountains
Had been closed due to snow,
And so I found myself surrounded,
By weary travelers also grounded,
Who had to wait until tomorrow.
But I had made a promise to my son,
That I would there in the morning,
Some of them turned back one by one,
But I could not sit still or wait for the sun ...
#rain
#storm
#nature
#mountains
#snow
1041 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
27th Nov 2018 7:05pm
27th Nov 2018 7:05pm
Mother Hood
She stood there,
slightly ominous with a red hood that covered most of her face,
with a long red coat that reached all the way down to her boots.
“What about her?” I asked him curiously “she looks really cool”,
“Her name is Mother Hood” he responded “but she’s a villain”.
“How can she be a villain is she’s a mother?” I asked surprised,
“Technically she’s not a mother” he said as we glanced at her stance,
menacing like something out of a comic book or a graphic novel.
Then I wondered,
why on earth he would conjure up such a villainous...
slightly ominous with a red hood that covered most of her face,
with a long red coat that reached all the way down to her boots.
“What about her?” I asked him curiously “she looks really cool”,
“Her name is Mother Hood” he responded “but she’s a villain”.
“How can she be a villain is she’s a mother?” I asked surprised,
“Technically she’s not a mother” he said as we glanced at her stance,
menacing like something out of a comic book or a graphic novel.
Then I wondered,
why on earth he would conjure up such a villainous...
#ghosts
#ElizabethBishop
1178 reads
9 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Oct 2018 00:30am
30th Oct 2018 00:30am
I Am a Work in Progress
I am a work in progress,
Always in process,
From the time I took my first breath,
Until my death,
Everything in between is up to me,
I know I will never be perfect,
But to that effect,
I can strive to reach my potential,
To the best of my understanding and intellect.
I am an old canvass,
Painted over and over again,
With each coat becoming thicker,
Learning quicker that as time goes by,
As the ink dries I represent something new,
I can either be a reflection
Or a representation of the...
Always in process,
From the time I took my first breath,
Until my death,
Everything in between is up to me,
I know I will never be perfect,
But to that effect,
I can strive to reach my potential,
To the best of my understanding and intellect.
I am an old canvass,
Painted over and over again,
With each coat becoming thicker,
Learning quicker that as time goes by,
As the ink dries I represent something new,
I can either be a reflection
Or a representation of the...
#LifeCycle
1288 reads
2 Comments
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