Submissions by whale
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
seek and you will find when you search with all your heart
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Dec 2013 6:06pm
29th Dec 2013 6:06pm
HEARTBREAK
A temporary heart condition
Brought on by a stressful situation,
Such as the death of a loved one.
Symptoms: sudden chest pain,
shortness of breath,
Blood pressure, surging stress hormones.
Ventricular arrhythmias, ventricular rupture,
Heart enlarges, it does not pump well.
Takotsubo cardiomyopathy: heart fails.
Brought on by a stressful situation,
Such as the death of a loved one.
Symptoms: sudden chest pain,
shortness of breath,
Blood pressure, surging stress hormones.
Ventricular arrhythmias, ventricular rupture,
Heart enlarges, it does not pump well.
Takotsubo cardiomyopathy: heart fails.
836 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Dec 2013 1:18am
29th Dec 2013 1:18am
CLIMB
Climbing out of the Dragon's Eye
Across the spine of the world,
Up to the Silvery Hill
With the moon stones below.
Not a night by St.Michael's Sword
But a field of butter wings.
An infinite field
Beyond Hart's Tongues entwined.
No longer a street teamed with gold,
Nor where fleet streams embanked.
But along the sheep etched track
That transient poppies catch.
Where you saw your eyes in mine,
And that all journeys leave
No one to condemn
And only ourselves to thank.
Across the spine of the world,
Up to the Silvery Hill
With the moon stones below.
Not a night by St.Michael's Sword
But a field of butter wings.
An infinite field
Beyond Hart's Tongues entwined.
No longer a street teamed with gold,
Nor where fleet streams embanked.
But along the sheep etched track
That transient poppies catch.
Where you saw your eyes in mine,
And that all journeys leave
No one to condemn
And only ourselves to thank.
725 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Dec 2013 00:35am
29th Dec 2013 00:35am
FALL
The rising wind blows in the Fall,
Falling on The Rise, acorns small.
Children’s breaths arise and fall.
Night falls and dreams surprise
Falling lids on raisin eyes...
All dreams rise, fall and rise.
Rise and fall, means nothing at all.
Falling on The Rise, acorns small.
Children’s breaths arise and fall.
Night falls and dreams surprise
Falling lids on raisin eyes...
All dreams rise, fall and rise.
Rise and fall, means nothing at all.
709 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Dec 2013 5:09pm
28th Dec 2013 5:09pm
DESIRE
This creeping 'vine leads nowhere
This king, kiss deep.
Walking from his chamber.
Walking asleep.
He dreams of warming fires,
Desires for a candle,
But nests on steamy pyres
Too hell to handle.
Bacon by his baking meat:
A barbecue of self.
He tears himself to eat;
Dumb to health.
Gnawing to the nagging bone.
Limb and all, forgotten.
Liminal, now here, alone,
All smells rotten.
This king, kiss deep.
Walking from his chamber.
Walking asleep.
He dreams of warming fires,
Desires for a candle,
But nests on steamy pyres
Too hell to handle.
Bacon by his baking meat:
A barbecue of self.
He tears himself to eat;
Dumb to health.
Gnawing to the nagging bone.
Limb and all, forgotten.
Liminal, now here, alone,
All smells rotten.
728 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Dec 2013 9:32am
27th Dec 2013 9:32am
GOING
No passengers alight
No passengers bereft;
The midnight flight.
Right suitcase left.
On the luggage
The message showing:
You don’t need baggage
Where you’re going.
No passengers bereft;
The midnight flight.
Right suitcase left.
On the luggage
The message showing:
You don’t need baggage
Where you’re going.
749 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Dec 2013 2:56pm
26th Dec 2013 2:56pm
CARVEN
Smoke that choked the throat
Warmed the arm that chipped
The uncarved log between his feet
Where he sought the face of God.
Hard brittle bark, calmed by grace;
A deadwood deity, turned by blade.
A creator covered by dust and deed,
Unknown by his creation.
Unfounded in his empty cabin
No God for dissertation
He tossed his gods of wood
Onto a pyre of his own making.
Warmed the arm that chipped
The uncarved log between his feet
Where he sought the face of God.
Hard brittle bark, calmed by grace;
A deadwood deity, turned by blade.
A creator covered by dust and deed,
Unknown by his creation.
Unfounded in his empty cabin
No God for dissertation
He tossed his gods of wood
Onto a pyre of his own making.
701 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Dec 2013 10:48am
26th Dec 2013 10:48am
GOLD
A last moth drawn by a crystal light,
A morning sketched by an amethyst night,
A plume of breath stirred by the breeze,
A mist of white amongst the trees.
Gone wise sleep of my familiar bed,
Gone rising sweep of crimson red
Of vermillion tresses that chase the moon,
Timely gone but gone too soon.
One star seen through the powder blue,
All others lost and gone from view.
This ocean blue accepts this citrine sea
For this morning kept the gold for me.
A morning sketched by an amethyst night,
A plume of breath stirred by the breeze,
A mist of white amongst the trees.
Gone wise sleep of my familiar bed,
Gone rising sweep of crimson red
Of vermillion tresses that chase the moon,
Timely gone but gone too soon.
One star seen through the powder blue,
All others lost and gone from view.
This ocean blue accepts this citrine sea
For this morning kept the gold for me.
669 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 11:37pm
25th Dec 2013 11:37pm
SNAKE
Laughter lost in twilight,
Lost on the moonlight,
Blue light of the moon.
Cast on a knife edge,
Balanced on the thin wedge
Of the lip of a spoon.
Flame boiled in flaked oil,
Snake oil and snake coiled
Roll me and paper me in
Laughs on a knife-edge
Pledged on a thin wedge;
My sweet heroin.
Lost on the moonlight,
Blue light of the moon.
Cast on a knife edge,
Balanced on the thin wedge
Of the lip of a spoon.
Flame boiled in flaked oil,
Snake oil and snake coiled
Roll me and paper me in
Laughs on a knife-edge
Pledged on a thin wedge;
My sweet heroin.
729 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 11:34pm
25th Dec 2013 11:34pm
Thread
Condemn the thread
And you damn the cloth.
Trim instead
And still the wrath.
Let sun alight,
Without sacrifice.
No endless night
Only paradise.
All is innocence
And only fools condemn,
When deliverance
Was born in Bethlehem.
And you damn the cloth.
Trim instead
And still the wrath.
Let sun alight,
Without sacrifice.
No endless night
Only paradise.
All is innocence
And only fools condemn,
When deliverance
Was born in Bethlehem.
859 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2013 8:13pm
22nd Dec 2013 8:13pm
STIR
We will not eat this bread forever
Nor this soup stir
Scooped from this bowl
Empty as a sepulchre.
Nor cozy in our bed,
Nor spin neck to cheek,
Nor listen for each other,
Nor speak meaningfully.
We will go home together
Having played beautifully
Having eaten every drop
Back home to the sea.
Nor this soup stir
Scooped from this bowl
Empty as a sepulchre.
Nor cozy in our bed,
Nor spin neck to cheek,
Nor listen for each other,
Nor speak meaningfully.
We will go home together
Having played beautifully
Having eaten every drop
Back home to the sea.
788 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2013 8:10pm
22nd Dec 2013 8:10pm
BRIDLE
Skid in your own blood dancing
On the spit of your last commendation
Skip as if you were nothing
To the moon of your own creation
Sucked on the breasts of pigs
Tempered by the soil of loss
Roused on the kisses of whores
You rose with the leap of a horse.
Out of a stable called body
A bridle left in tatters
A cradle of hapless dust
Where nothing really matters
On the spit of your last commendation
Skip as if you were nothing
To the moon of your own creation
Sucked on the breasts of pigs
Tempered by the soil of loss
Roused on the kisses of whores
You rose with the leap of a horse.
Out of a stable called body
A bridle left in tatters
A cradle of hapless dust
Where nothing really matters
785 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2013 9:47am
21st Dec 2013 9:47am
FORTUNE
So you think you can feel
Your joy in pain
Or find fortune on a wheel,
Like a bow on the rain.
See a diamond among thieves
Or on cards in their sleeves
Or our heaven in hell
Or a sea in a shell,
Then you’ll find what you serve
And all you deserve
Like poor beggars before
A monastery door.
Instead, look within
Like a bride into church.
Let You begin
And end your search.
Your joy in pain
Or find fortune on a wheel,
Like a bow on the rain.
See a diamond among thieves
Or on cards in their sleeves
Or our heaven in hell
Or a sea in a shell,
Then you’ll find what you serve
And all you deserve
Like poor beggars before
A monastery door.
Instead, look within
Like a bride into church.
Let You begin
And end your search.
759 reads
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