Submissions by wallyroo92
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inspired by life, literature, love and music.
Drive-Thru Visitor
I ordered food, pulled up to the window and what do I see?
A comely yet lonely little humble bumblebee
He’s hovering just outside as if he’s waiting for a ride
As I mumble to myself, is that tiny dude looking at me?
“It’s a hundred and three degrees and this bee is out here slayin’”
As if he’s looking for work or nectar so I know he’s not playin’
But now I’m scared to roll down my window because now I see
The bee is approaching me like I’m some young wannabee
I’m bigger than him, I outweigh him by at least one-ninety-three
But I’m not...
A comely yet lonely little humble bumblebee
He’s hovering just outside as if he’s waiting for a ride
As I mumble to myself, is that tiny dude looking at me?
“It’s a hundred and three degrees and this bee is out here slayin’”
As if he’s looking for work or nectar so I know he’s not playin’
But now I’m scared to roll down my window because now I see
The bee is approaching me like I’m some young wannabee
I’m bigger than him, I outweigh him by at least one-ninety-three
But I’m not...
#nature
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #bees
#LifeAsAWriter #bees
352 reads
2 Comments
Ode to My Mustache
Oh dearest mustache, oh cherished mustache,
Must I stash you away when I’m summer bound?
I’ve grown to like you like you’re fat stacks of cash,
Oh why can’t I just keep you all year round?
During this quarantine I’ve learned to preen and primp,
To comb you and wax you and give you a bigger spread,
Now my lips hide under the bush while the ends crimp,
However, my woman looks at me with a little dread.
Why does my girl not appreciate your curl?
Does my facial hair make me look a little fickle?
I know...
Must I stash you away when I’m summer bound?
I’ve grown to like you like you’re fat stacks of cash,
Oh why can’t I just keep you all year round?
During this quarantine I’ve learned to preen and primp,
To comb you and wax you and give you a bigger spread,
Now my lips hide under the bush while the ends crimp,
However, my woman looks at me with a little dread.
Why does my girl not appreciate your curl?
Does my facial hair make me look a little fickle?
I know...
#identity
#funny
928 reads
10 Comments
Coyote Ugly
Once the bombs fall and the bullets fly
It’s time to get out of there
There is no diplomacy
There is no law to abide by
There is no process to follow
The instincts to stay alive kick in
While some lost limbs under the train
Others go through desert at night
Trying to avoid the blistering sun
Dying of thirst
looking at plastic gallons of water
spilled on upon the earth
Their vision escaping
Their mission seeming hopeless
As border patrol is approaching…
“Let’s have another...
It’s time to get out of there
There is no diplomacy
There is no law to abide by
There is no process to follow
The instincts to stay alive kick in
While some lost limbs under the train
Others go through desert at night
Trying to avoid the blistering sun
Dying of thirst
looking at plastic gallons of water
spilled on upon the earth
Their vision escaping
Their mission seeming hopeless
As border patrol is approaching…
“Let’s have another...
#sadness
#corruption
#LifeStruggles #OceanVuong
#LifeStruggles #OceanVuong
452 reads
10 Comments
To the Mothers
As apparent
As a parent
I cannot imagine the pain
Or the agony and despair a woman feels
I cannot think of the torment
A mother experiences
When her child is suddenly taken away
This is for those who have loved
From conception to birth
From early years into adolescence
Shaping and molding a young mind
A mother makes so many sacrifices
Raising her children
All the while society can be cruel
The world may portray an adult
As something else
But through the eyes of a mother -
A mother...
As a parent
I cannot imagine the pain
Or the agony and despair a woman feels
I cannot think of the torment
A mother experiences
When her child is suddenly taken away
This is for those who have loved
From conception to birth
From early years into adolescence
Shaping and molding a young mind
A mother makes so many sacrifices
Raising her children
All the while society can be cruel
The world may portray an adult
As something else
But through the eyes of a mother -
A mother...
#LifeStruggles
#racism
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
#GwendolynBrooks
608 reads
11 Comments
A Jar of Bees
I used to get into loads of trouble in my heyday
But I guess I used to like opening a can of worms
Watching the situation develop you could say
The mess I made would end up in bad terms
But worms move slowly, gradual and grossly
Giving you some time to think, move or react
The analogy is closely related but it’s also mostly
A way to explain how much it can have an impact
Open a jar of bees and these you will not appease
You’ll need to move fast or it’ll feel very prickly
Everything will go up by a couple of degrees
Because...
But I guess I used to like opening a can of worms
Watching the situation develop you could say
The mess I made would end up in bad terms
But worms move slowly, gradual and grossly
Giving you some time to think, move or react
The analogy is closely related but it’s also mostly
A way to explain how much it can have an impact
Open a jar of bees and these you will not appease
You’ll need to move fast or it’ll feel very prickly
Everything will go up by a couple of degrees
Because...
#conflict
#LifeStruggles
#funny
#memories
#SelfReflection
441 reads
4 Comments
At The Crossroads of Death and Destiny
At the crossroads of death and destiny
Remember the paths that have lead you here
They may seem the same so choose carefully
Or else all you have dreamed will disappear
Your mind will wonder and you heart will ache
At the crossroads of death and destiny
When trying to avoid making mistakes
Sometimes you are your own worst enemy
I know you have searched the Earth endlessly
But when you find what you are looking for
At the crossroads of death and destiny
To the fates you will beseech and implore
Love...
Remember the paths that have lead you here
They may seem the same so choose carefully
Or else all you have dreamed will disappear
Your mind will wonder and you heart will ache
At the crossroads of death and destiny
When trying to avoid making mistakes
Sometimes you are your own worst enemy
I know you have searched the Earth endlessly
But when you find what you are looking for
At the crossroads of death and destiny
To the fates you will beseech and implore
Love...
#love
#heartbroken
#death #fate
#death #fate
417 reads
5 Comments
Alumni
#identity
#confessional
#CharlesBukowski
412 reads
4 Comments
A Conversation Between the Planets
Venus, Mercury and Mars
Meeting quietly underneath their star
Conversed about the Earth
They could not believe its inhabitants
The way they were treating their planet
And began to be concerned
Upon hearing their worries
The gas giants on the other side of the belt
Joined in the discussion as well
“We do a lot for them” Jupiter said
“Comets come in our direction
We take direct hits or turn them around
Sending them back out to orbit
Just so that we can preserve life”
Saturn, Uranus and Neptune agreed ...
Meeting quietly underneath their star
Conversed about the Earth
They could not believe its inhabitants
The way they were treating their planet
And began to be concerned
Upon hearing their worries
The gas giants on the other side of the belt
Joined in the discussion as well
“We do a lot for them” Jupiter said
“Comets come in our direction
We take direct hits or turn them around
Sending them back out to orbit
Just so that we can preserve life”
Saturn, Uranus and Neptune agreed ...
#science
#earth
#universe
#environment
#astronomy
456 reads
8 Comments
Cocooned
#dark
#death
#evil #nightmares
#evil #nightmares
492 reads
4 Comments
The Dark and the Light
If I feel it I’ll spill it,
I have to capture the moment before it’s gone,
If I seal it I’ll kill it,
Until it resurrects like it’s a rare phenomenon.
And therein lies the dilemma,
Emotions can suddenly burst out of nowhere,
The heart is like an enigma,
Hiding secrets that suddenly come up for air.
I try to pry the door wide open,
Aiming to see why these demons are hounding me,
Realizing all the thoughts unspoken,
Are notes I wrote long ago now surrounding me.
Perhaps that’s why I love writing,
Something inside me urges me to...
I have to capture the moment before it’s gone,
If I seal it I’ll kill it,
Until it resurrects like it’s a rare phenomenon.
And therein lies the dilemma,
Emotions can suddenly burst out of nowhere,
The heart is like an enigma,
Hiding secrets that suddenly come up for air.
I try to pry the door wide open,
Aiming to see why these demons are hounding me,
Realizing all the thoughts unspoken,
Are notes I wrote long ago now surrounding me.
Perhaps that’s why I love writing,
Something inside me urges me to...
#identity
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#SelfReflection
383 reads
0 Comments
Busted!!!
This is just a little ditty
How your eyes easily drawn
And the view it’s oh so pretty
Too taboo to touch upon
So have to be real witty
When take a chance to glance
And if you’re busted what a pity
But you can blame it on the trance.
How your eyes easily drawn
And the view it’s oh so pretty
Too taboo to touch upon
So have to be real witty
When take a chance to glance
And if you’re busted what a pity
But you can blame it on the trance.
#lust
#erotic
#funny #dirty
#funny #dirty
549 reads
5 Comments
An Echo from the Past and Beautifully Broken
(a double sonnet)
He is a young man still coming of age
But he likes to dwell in a fantasy
At times it’s become difficult to gauge
How deep his emotions are lost at sea
But he loves to hold on to these old things
Carrying a burden that he won’t cast
Wearing his divorced parents’ wedding rings
‘Round his neck like an echo from the past
He’s a dreamer of love long lost and gone
A nostalgic of days he can’t recall
A broken home will leave a child withdrawn
Building up stonewalls that will never fall
Life is a river of...
He is a young man still coming of age
But he likes to dwell in a fantasy
At times it’s become difficult to gauge
How deep his emotions are lost at sea
But he loves to hold on to these old things
Carrying a burden that he won’t cast
Wearing his divorced parents’ wedding rings
‘Round his neck like an echo from the past
He’s a dreamer of love long lost and gone
A nostalgic of days he can’t recall
A broken home will leave a child withdrawn
Building up stonewalls that will never fall
Life is a river of...
#love
#parent
#forgiveness
#separation
#Autism
484 reads
11 Comments
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