Submissions by wayward
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2018 10:57am
2nd Mar 2018 10:57am
The Cat
Helps me type sometimes
Rubs on the machine
Steps on the keys
Creates raging
Wonderful lines
Better than I could ever imagine
Problem is
She won't do it all the time
So I am stuck with
The nonsense of
Myself.
Rubs on the machine
Steps on the keys
Creates raging
Wonderful lines
Better than I could ever imagine
Problem is
She won't do it all the time
So I am stuck with
The nonsense of
Myself.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2018 9:31am
2nd Mar 2018 9:31am
Beauty Dead
The flower dances and plays among the weeds
The weeds creep ever closer
The flower believes it is to beautiful to be caught
But soon
The weed entangles the flower
Chokes it out
The flower asked the robin... How?
The robin sings it's answer
But the flower does not like it
So it asked the butterfly
The butterfly does not respond
See's no point
And flutters off
Then the serpent comes
The flower speaks to the serpent
It whispers sweet nothings
The flower feels better
Begins to dance again
But never as...
The weeds creep ever closer
The flower believes it is to beautiful to be caught
But soon
The weed entangles the flower
Chokes it out
The flower asked the robin... How?
The robin sings it's answer
But the flower does not like it
So it asked the butterfly
The butterfly does not respond
See's no point
And flutters off
Then the serpent comes
The flower speaks to the serpent
It whispers sweet nothings
The flower feels better
Begins to dance again
But never as...
#flowers
#butterfly
#TruthOfLife #narrative
#TruthOfLife #narrative
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2018 10:08am
22nd Feb 2018 10:08am
Writing
The keyboard leans to the right
You wonder what to write
When your not a writer
Is it the words?
Or the feelings?
Or the way they are all arranged?
Or the acceptance of the masses?
Or the acceptance of yourself?
Either way the keyboard leans to the right
And I am going off the chair
Left.
You wonder what to write
When your not a writer
Is it the words?
Or the feelings?
Or the way they are all arranged?
Or the acceptance of the masses?
Or the acceptance of yourself?
Either way the keyboard leans to the right
And I am going off the chair
Left.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Feb 2018 11:22am
15th Feb 2018 11:22am
Tomorrow Comes
The crushed out cigarettes in the ashtray
is a perfect picture of this life
Someone needs to put this to canvas
Capture the splendor with oil or acrylics
Cement in time forever
Van Gogh or Picasso will pale
And bow before the masterpiece
Masses will stare in awe
Mesmerized
Lost
Speak amongst themselves
What does it mean?
Wide eyes and soul less
Then they will see the
Meaningless
Useless
Stinking
Existence of themselves.
is a perfect picture of this life
Someone needs to put this to canvas
Capture the splendor with oil or acrylics
Cement in time forever
Van Gogh or Picasso will pale
And bow before the masterpiece
Masses will stare in awe
Mesmerized
Lost
Speak amongst themselves
What does it mean?
Wide eyes and soul less
Then they will see the
Meaningless
Useless
Stinking
Existence of themselves.
426 reads
2 Comments
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