Submissions by wallyroo92
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inspired by life, literature, love and music.
Shadows and Stars
I look up at the night sky
Watching the stars in the firmament
Asking myself many questions
Wondering where this camaraderie went
I have so many doubts
Thinking I must’ve said something wrong
I can’t communicate being so far away
And yet feeling somewhat guilty all along
I go over it in my head
Assuming that my words were unkind
But you know how us poets can be
Pondering deeply with a troubled mind
I know I’m not perfect
I’ve been known to make mistakes
So I sit here amidst the shadows
Watching the...
Watching the stars in the firmament
Asking myself many questions
Wondering where this camaraderie went
I have so many doubts
Thinking I must’ve said something wrong
I can’t communicate being so far away
And yet feeling somewhat guilty all along
I go over it in my head
Assuming that my words were unkind
But you know how us poets can be
Pondering deeply with a troubled mind
I know I’m not perfect
I’ve been known to make mistakes
So I sit here amidst the shadows
Watching the...
#anxiety
#friendship
452 reads
10 Comments
The Cowboy List
I know we’re all different
We have various personalities and experiences
We come from diverse backgrounds and environments
And that when we work together as a team
With a common goal
We should always have respect for one another
Everyone pulls their own weight
Some more than others
Some less
Some a lot less
Some not all
But the latter two of the lines above can make my cowboy list
Everyone should be pleasant and outgoing
Some are very cheerful
Some not so much
Some should just stay the fuck home
The...
We have various personalities and experiences
We come from diverse backgrounds and environments
And that when we work together as a team
With a common goal
We should always have respect for one another
Everyone pulls their own weight
Some more than others
Some less
Some a lot less
Some not all
But the latter two of the lines above can make my cowboy list
Everyone should be pleasant and outgoing
Some are very cheerful
Some not so much
Some should just stay the fuck home
The...
#LifeStruggles
#ignorance
337 reads
4 Comments
We Can't Breathe
#anger
#hate
#racism #CallToAction
#racism #CallToAction
445 reads
12 Comments
Give Life
Give life, it’s a precious thing,
It’s a gift, a present, a good deed,
Give a little bit of yourself,
Give to those who are in need.
Years ago, when I almost lost my muse,
Her life was saved by a blood transfusion,
It was an act of kindness from a stranger,
A kind gesture and a valuable contribution.
I learned the importance of compassion,
Donating blood is a precious gift of life,
I realize what it means to pay it forward,
I appreciate it even more for having my wife.
Every sixty days I go into my local...
It’s a gift, a present, a good deed,
Give a little bit of yourself,
Give to those who are in need.
Years ago, when I almost lost my muse,
Her life was saved by a blood transfusion,
It was an act of kindness from a stranger,
A kind gesture and a valuable contribution.
I learned the importance of compassion,
Donating blood is a precious gift of life,
I realize what it means to pay it forward,
I appreciate it even more for having my wife.
Every sixty days I go into my local...
#kindness
#humankind
#LifeChangingMoment
396 reads
6 Comments
Roses and Rosaries (1993 Redux)
The dream is just as vivid,
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget. ...
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget. ...
#grief
#death
#memorial #nightmares
#memorial #nightmares
359 reads
4 Comments
Risk
Risk
#courage
#inspirational
580 reads
6 Comments
Nectar of the Gods
#sex
#erotic
#sensual #orgasm
#sensual #orgasm
741 reads
4 Comments
'86 Devils
Channel One Suite/Conquistador/Spanish Fantasy
I was completely psyched when I heard the news
Flomarching.com would launch its own radio
And the band nerd in me cried so happily
I can use my imagination along with the audio
And though the play list is readily available
I delve into my memory recalling the drills
I hear some gems I haven’t heard in awhile
And smile reminiscing the thrills and chills
Oh my God! The Blue Devils were on fire!
Those G-Bugles harnessed such a sound
Big band jazz, swinging hard it kicked ass ...
I was completely psyched when I heard the news
Flomarching.com would launch its own radio
And the band nerd in me cried so happily
I can use my imagination along with the audio
And though the play list is readily available
I delve into my memory recalling the drills
I hear some gems I haven’t heard in awhile
And smile reminiscing the thrills and chills
Oh my God! The Blue Devils were on fire!
Those G-Bugles harnessed such a sound
Big band jazz, swinging hard it kicked ass ...
#music
#memories
382 reads
7 Comments
My Love, Eternal
I long for her kiss,
Her bite,
The solemn right to be her one and only love,
Her traveling companion through the sands of time
From here on.
In the dark of night,
With sacred rite I write of her ominous beauty,
Of her lovely features
As if obscure creatures lurking in the shadows
Possess me and inspire me to transform.
But here I wait,
Amidst the trees under the pale moonlight,
I am no more a man but savage beast
Desiring her caress looming in the cold night,
Right before she strikes.
I...
Her bite,
The solemn right to be her one and only love,
Her traveling companion through the sands of time
From here on.
In the dark of night,
With sacred rite I write of her ominous beauty,
Of her lovely features
As if obscure creatures lurking in the shadows
Possess me and inspire me to transform.
But here I wait,
Amidst the trees under the pale moonlight,
I am no more a man but savage beast
Desiring her caress looming in the cold night,
Right before she strikes.
I...
#love
#dark
#vampires #werewolves
#vampires #werewolves
430 reads
2 Comments
The Man from Portugal
I heard about this man from across the pond,
A Mr. Bond, (no not the British secret spy),
A poet posting powerful positive poems,
The kind of work that is rare to come by.
Every time I delve deep diving into a piece,
I often wonder what path in life he’s tread,
The journey that leads to finding peace,
Amidst whispers of beautiful garden beds.
And Mr. Bond continues to work hard and toil,
Stopping to spill some profound thoughtful ink,
Going back and forth from paper to pen and soil,
As if the earth gives him power to make us...
A Mr. Bond, (no not the British secret spy),
A poet posting powerful positive poems,
The kind of work that is rare to come by.
Every time I delve deep diving into a piece,
I often wonder what path in life he’s tread,
The journey that leads to finding peace,
Amidst whispers of beautiful garden beds.
And Mr. Bond continues to work hard and toil,
Stopping to spill some profound thoughtful ink,
Going back and forth from paper to pen and soil,
As if the earth gives him power to make us...
#uplifting
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
348 reads
4 Comments
Vista Hermosa
Don’t go down that avenue,
You’ll fall in love with the beautiful views,
But for those who dare explore this thoroughfare,
Be aware the affaire may leave you with a new muse.
Yet in the path they have chosen to tread,
Some instead become entranced by opportunity and chance,
Spellbound and breathless believing it's profound and deathless,
To be in ecstasy with a stunning fantasy and then perhaps romance.
Fascinated some follow the trail like it’s the holy grail,
But then they fail to realize that they too have become obsessed,
In...
You’ll fall in love with the beautiful views,
But for those who dare explore this thoroughfare,
Be aware the affaire may leave you with a new muse.
Yet in the path they have chosen to tread,
Some instead become entranced by opportunity and chance,
Spellbound and breathless believing it's profound and deathless,
To be in ecstasy with a stunning fantasy and then perhaps romance.
Fascinated some follow the trail like it’s the holy grail,
But then they fail to realize that they too have become obsessed,
In...
#death
#suicide
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#ForbiddenLove
613 reads
6 Comments
Don't Follow Me
Don’t follow me,
It’s just that there’s something about me,
I’ve hung madly and wildly on the ledge,
It’s been fabled that I’m a little unstable,
I’ve been known to go alone over edge.
Don’t dissect this,
There’s a dichotomy about my personality,
Like a prolonged lobotomy gone wrong,
But you might just risk certain immorality,
Because this brain feigns being headstrong.
Don’t analyze it,
This verse is just the worst at making sense,
But in my defense I’m just little harebrained,
The way I like to dangle this with a...
It’s just that there’s something about me,
I’ve hung madly and wildly on the ledge,
It’s been fabled that I’m a little unstable,
I’ve been known to go alone over edge.
Don’t dissect this,
There’s a dichotomy about my personality,
Like a prolonged lobotomy gone wrong,
But you might just risk certain immorality,
Because this brain feigns being headstrong.
Don’t analyze it,
This verse is just the worst at making sense,
But in my defense I’m just little harebrained,
The way I like to dangle this with a...
#anger
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
555 reads
6 Comments
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