Submissions by wallyroo92
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inspired by life, literature, love and music.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2019 7:26pm
4th Apr 2019 7:26pm
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
1028 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2019 7:01pm
3rd Apr 2019 7:01pm
In Triplets
One two three one two three one two three four,
Pick up a lyric and then hit the floor
Shit is so easy you can't find a door?
Rapping in one two three one two three four.
Rhyming in triplets is getting so old,
So many rappers are lacking the soul,
This basic rhythm has been overdone,
Rapping in triplets like one two three son.
In today's music they need better rhyme,
Spitting out lyrics like they don't have time,
Ridiculous lines don't make any sense,
Making that money at other’s expense.
There is no...
Pick up a lyric and then hit the floor
Shit is so easy you can't find a door?
Rapping in one two three one two three four.
Rhyming in triplets is getting so old,
So many rappers are lacking the soul,
This basic rhythm has been overdone,
Rapping in triplets like one two three son.
In today's music they need better rhyme,
Spitting out lyrics like they don't have time,
Ridiculous lines don't make any sense,
Making that money at other’s expense.
There is no...
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2019
851 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2019 5:51pm
2nd Apr 2019 5:51pm
My Poetry
My poetry is like a fine mist,
The verses caress like a tender kiss,
But when I drop ink with a twist of my wrist,
I spit mad bars because I get pissed.
Here’s the gist of it,
I slip the quip in there,
It’s whatever comes up to the surface whenever the spirit moves me,
If there’s a lisp in it,
It’s my speech impediment,
I breathe fire because aside from the ire writing also behooves me.
My verses are a mix of history and mystery,
A puzzle of lost pieces with imagery,
Whatever sounds clever I pull the lever...
The verses caress like a tender kiss,
But when I drop ink with a twist of my wrist,
I spit mad bars because I get pissed.
Here’s the gist of it,
I slip the quip in there,
It’s whatever comes up to the surface whenever the spirit moves me,
If there’s a lisp in it,
It’s my speech impediment,
I breathe fire because aside from the ire writing also behooves me.
My verses are a mix of history and mystery,
A puzzle of lost pieces with imagery,
Whatever sounds clever I pull the lever...
#rhyming
#StreamOfConsciousness
#NaPoWriMo2019
914 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Apr 2019 9:42pm
1st Apr 2019 9:42pm
Super Man's Last Flight
The B-24s, the Liberators,
The Second World War’s incinerators,
They dropped bombs all over the Pacific,
They were key to winning the war,
Legendary amid the corps,
They created a hell on earth that was horrific.
But the service men called them “flying coffins”,
Odds of surviving these missions weren’t too great,
And of all the glories of the men who told their stories,
This is the account of Super Man’s crew and their fate…
Phil and Cuppernell piloted the plane,
Lambert in the tail, Nelson along for the ride,...
The Second World War’s incinerators,
They dropped bombs all over the Pacific,
They were key to winning the war,
Legendary amid the corps,
They created a hell on earth that was horrific.
But the service men called them “flying coffins”,
Odds of surviving these missions weren’t too great,
And of all the glories of the men who told their stories,
This is the account of Super Man’s crew and their fate…
Phil and Cuppernell piloted the plane,
Lambert in the tail, Nelson along for the ride,...
#courage
#fate
#NaPoWriMo2019
1116 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Mar 2019 1:33am
30th Mar 2019 1:33am
Cursed Dream
She told me to give her my soul and I’d indulge
In all the pleasures I could ever fathom
So I surrendered all will and control
Then she pushed me into the chasm…
In the catacombs of writhing naked bodies
Taut yet decrepit by time and misery
The stench of lust and decay aroused us
Merged with a rapture that was new to me
Maledictus, the faceless voices whispered
Echoing through the caverns of my mind
Maledictus, they repeated over and over again
Sending shivers up and down my spine
And the sounds of anguish, wails...
In all the pleasures I could ever fathom
So I surrendered all will and control
Then she pushed me into the chasm…
In the catacombs of writhing naked bodies
Taut yet decrepit by time and misery
The stench of lust and decay aroused us
Merged with a rapture that was new to me
Maledictus, the faceless voices whispered
Echoing through the caverns of my mind
Maledictus, they repeated over and over again
Sending shivers up and down my spine
And the sounds of anguish, wails...
#dark
#death
#shadows #temptation
#shadows #temptation
1140 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Mar 2019 6:55pm
28th Mar 2019 6:55pm
The Inkwell
The inkwell awaits,
Waiting patiently,
As my pen taps aimlessly
Somehow faithfully,
A little bit frustrated,
Although it may be belated,
But the words do bring me joy.
So I seek to play the ploy,
And write seeking to deploy
All the words formulated
That the inkwell had awaited,
With utter joy.
#RalphWaldoEmerson
Waiting patiently,
As my pen taps aimlessly
Somehow faithfully,
A little bit frustrated,
Although it may be belated,
But the words do bring me joy.
So I seek to play the ploy,
And write seeking to deploy
All the words formulated
That the inkwell had awaited,
With utter joy.
#RalphWaldoEmerson
#patience
#SelfDiscovery
966 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2019 1:43am
28th Mar 2019 1:43am
A Farewell to Decency
My friends,
I can no longer understand
The way the world is today,
Why the politics have gotten so…
Dirty,
It seems as if common politeness
Has given way to greed and avarice.
Farewell to the days of decency,
The care for our fellow man,
Living in the time of excess
Seems to be the goal.
Perhaps we as poets, writers,
Dreamers,
Those who envision a world without pollution
Without hate
Strive to write
And compose until our fingers ache,
Our minds united
Raising our voices together ...
I can no longer understand
The way the world is today,
Why the politics have gotten so…
Dirty,
It seems as if common politeness
Has given way to greed and avarice.
Farewell to the days of decency,
The care for our fellow man,
Living in the time of excess
Seems to be the goal.
Perhaps we as poets, writers,
Dreamers,
Those who envision a world without pollution
Without hate
Strive to write
And compose until our fingers ache,
Our minds united
Raising our voices together ...
#kindness
#humankind
#tolerance
1028 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Mar 2019 8:51pm
27th Mar 2019 8:51pm
A Slave to His Mistress
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM
12673 reads
20 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2019 3:47pm
25th Mar 2019 3:47pm
Spiritually and Mystically
Longing…
Longing with all the aspiration of time and space,
When I see your face all I want to do is smile,
And let my mind wonder in the marvels of this love,
Of this emotion that will travel a million miles.
And while this may not be my typical declaration,
I swear on all creation this appeal feels surreal,
A zeal of imaginings ventured beyond the night,
And into the morning light that my silence conceals.
I linger in that stillness, that realness, that presence,
That essence that still leaves me in daze for days,
Like rays of moon...
Longing with all the aspiration of time and space,
When I see your face all I want to do is smile,
And let my mind wonder in the marvels of this love,
Of this emotion that will travel a million miles.
And while this may not be my typical declaration,
I swear on all creation this appeal feels surreal,
A zeal of imaginings ventured beyond the night,
And into the morning light that my silence conceals.
I linger in that stillness, that realness, that presence,
That essence that still leaves me in daze for days,
Like rays of moon...
#happiness
#love
#admiration
931 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2019 11:44pm
23rd Mar 2019 11:44pm
Through My Glass…Darkly
My perception has been off ever since,
Well, I really can’t remember when,
My views were skewed from the beginning,
I guess that’s why I rely on my pen…
Yet,
I’ve been pessimistic, artistic and mildly autistic,
What I thought I understood wasn’t always the case,
I’ve faced situations with selfishness unaware
Of the consequences when my senses weren’t in place…
But,
Many a time I’ve been absorbed in my own world,
Without focus or drive to get to where I should go,
Instead I’ve laid there lazily as the days strayed crazily,
Until...
Well, I really can’t remember when,
My views were skewed from the beginning,
I guess that’s why I rely on my pen…
Yet,
I’ve been pessimistic, artistic and mildly autistic,
What I thought I understood wasn’t always the case,
I’ve faced situations with selfishness unaware
Of the consequences when my senses weren’t in place…
But,
Many a time I’ve been absorbed in my own world,
Without focus or drive to get to where I should go,
Instead I’ve laid there lazily as the days strayed crazily,
Until...
#hope
#identity
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
772 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
21st Mar 2019 8:16pm
21st Mar 2019 8:16pm
Vowel (re)Movement
Wh@t if @ll the vowels in poetry united?
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
@nd ignited @ movement @ll @round the world?
Wh@t if they’d vow not to work for @nyone?
@ move me@nt to le@ve us writers in @ whirl.
If they’d unionize they’d go strike @nd terrorize,
We’d feel helpless like we couldn’t use our h@nds,
M@ybe we could use those other @ltern@tives,
Like @sterisks, excl@m@tions, @t @nd @mpers@nds.
We live in @ world of fix@tions with h@sht@gs @nd @bbr.
Where the true @rt of the word seems slurred @nd dying,
@t le@st in my eyes but I love the properly cleverly...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#metaphor
#philosophical
#passion
744 reads
0 Comments
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
763 reads
1 Comment
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