Submissions by winterwrought
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A primal poet at best. I type thoughts, moods, dreams and/or images that I have regardless of structure. I am by no means the best. And if the best is what you expect, then I expect you to look elsewhere for quality.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2015 10:21am
21st Mar 2015 10:21am
then to now
a relic to those who'd remember
if they remained then to now
absolving themselves from another
from friendships and avatars
slipping away from under a cover
of apathy and carelessness
leaving legacies unfulfilled
and kernels in the conscience
(if there was still one to be had)
a sigh that is almost painful
nostalgic thoughts are plentiful
acquaintances have grown forgetful
of your meaning to them
and theirs to you
mutual fault and consent
words and art slowly drift apart
and have become aloof at heart ...
if they remained then to now
absolving themselves from another
from friendships and avatars
slipping away from under a cover
of apathy and carelessness
leaving legacies unfulfilled
and kernels in the conscience
(if there was still one to be had)
a sigh that is almost painful
nostalgic thoughts are plentiful
acquaintances have grown forgetful
of your meaning to them
and theirs to you
mutual fault and consent
words and art slowly drift apart
and have become aloof at heart ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Mar 2015 11:11pm
11th Mar 2015 11:11pm
unattainable 2
The heat of her touch
I liked very much.
The sound of her voice
made my heart rejoice
and retract.
I froze
and couldn't act.
Taken aback
by something she had said
before walking off.
Then I awaken
alone on the raft
that is my bed - landlocked.
(My arm still burning...)
I liked very much.
The sound of her voice
made my heart rejoice
and retract.
I froze
and couldn't act.
Taken aback
by something she had said
before walking off.
Then I awaken
alone on the raft
that is my bed - landlocked.
(My arm still burning...)
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 6:27am
24th Feb 2015 6:27am
diamond dine
I wear my plastic medal.
I wear my plastic crown.
I hold my plastic trophy.
I flaunt them all - I'm proud.
I wear my petty bracelets.
I wear my petty rings.
I display my petty trinkets.
I count them all - each thing.
you want it
all chunks and bits
deep underground
you'll have it
blunting picks
'til it is all found
(onto the next)
as good as yours
on all fours
dirt in nails
buckets of sweat
forgetting yourself
so that demand can be met
pressing on
and on and on and on
just to have it in your...
I wear my plastic crown.
I hold my plastic trophy.
I flaunt them all - I'm proud.
I wear my petty bracelets.
I wear my petty rings.
I display my petty trinkets.
I count them all - each thing.
you want it
all chunks and bits
deep underground
you'll have it
blunting picks
'til it is all found
(onto the next)
as good as yours
on all fours
dirt in nails
buckets of sweat
forgetting yourself
so that demand can be met
pressing on
and on and on and on
just to have it in your...
722 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 5:51am
24th Feb 2015 5:51am
twenty six years
twenty six years
it is clear I've made my bed
twenty six years
and I'm as close to the end
as I ever was
the rag hangs drenched
my ways are still blemished
and I'm no closer
to understanding my purpose
or positioning on this planet
than I ever was
twenty six years
and I'm light-years away from my peers
twenty six years
and I love myself no more
than all the time before my conception
between then and now
I'm alive somehow
neither accident or diagnosis
have thrown in my towel
yet I'm no closer to the end...
it is clear I've made my bed
twenty six years
and I'm as close to the end
as I ever was
the rag hangs drenched
my ways are still blemished
and I'm no closer
to understanding my purpose
or positioning on this planet
than I ever was
twenty six years
and I'm light-years away from my peers
twenty six years
and I love myself no more
than all the time before my conception
between then and now
I'm alive somehow
neither accident or diagnosis
have thrown in my towel
yet I'm no closer to the end...
725 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Feb 2015 4:22am
14th Feb 2015 4:22am
Red Saturday
Halt the hassled life
to recall a promise kept
For all year have feelings
for the other slept
A ring you couldn't afford
if it wasn't for her
One once made of pixels
finds its way to a finger
Flirtation and conversation
over a dinner so robust
An investment made in love
transmuted into lust
An open box of wrappers
calories disregarded
Early eve curtains close
and are not to be parted
to recall a promise kept
For all year have feelings
for the other slept
A ring you couldn't afford
if it wasn't for her
One once made of pixels
finds its way to a finger
Flirtation and conversation
over a dinner so robust
An investment made in love
transmuted into lust
An open box of wrappers
calories disregarded
Early eve curtains close
and are not to be parted
721 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2015 8:55am
30th Jan 2015 8:55am
gun metal watch
it was a mistake.
it broke its
second hand.
it drowned and drowned
and was found,
in pieces,
with an unbeating heart.
I miss it.
it broke its
second hand.
it drowned and drowned
and was found,
in pieces,
with an unbeating heart.
I miss it.
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2015 12:58pm
22nd Jan 2015 12:58pm
ruinous
your lack of willingness
is killing us
I can't go on like this
for my love only goes so far
and so far, no good
I've done all that I can
for such a stubborn man
for you I did stand
so long I did stand
but I was only in the way
in your light
might I ask
was I not it?
fanning the flames
of lame passion
only to be spun
on a spit
ash and feast
you're no boy
you're a beast
coming to me
only when you were hungry
and I
have been devoured
where is the fairness ...
is killing us
I can't go on like this
for my love only goes so far
and so far, no good
I've done all that I can
for such a stubborn man
for you I did stand
so long I did stand
but I was only in the way
in your light
might I ask
was I not it?
fanning the flames
of lame passion
only to be spun
on a spit
ash and feast
you're no boy
you're a beast
coming to me
only when you were hungry
and I
have been devoured
where is the fairness ...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2015 11:59am
22nd Jan 2015 11:59am
small park
I was destined to be a small park
hidden beside a busy street
nothing much of interest there
a paved, perimeteral pathway
never straying from the route
unsafe and closed during nights
safe and empty during days
planted flowers, shade provided
picnic tables and grillstands
all provided
only two of the latter
are useful
during summer holidays
or all-year-get-togethers
which occur almost never
it's infrequently cleaned
and maintained
rusty swing set on patchy green
seldom visited
even I...
hidden beside a busy street
nothing much of interest there
a paved, perimeteral pathway
never straying from the route
unsafe and closed during nights
safe and empty during days
planted flowers, shade provided
picnic tables and grillstands
all provided
only two of the latter
are useful
during summer holidays
or all-year-get-togethers
which occur almost never
it's infrequently cleaned
and maintained
rusty swing set on patchy green
seldom visited
even I...
614 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jan 2015 5:26pm
16th Jan 2015 5:26pm
rift
once was what we asked for
twice we were crossed yet
we recrossed the other's lines
with electricity still inside
now we're both in the dark.
twice we were crossed yet
we recrossed the other's lines
with electricity still inside
now we're both in the dark.
645 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2015 3:46am
7th Jan 2015 3:46am
impermanence
forever is but
a word; all things expire,
and we must let them.
a word; all things expire,
and we must let them.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jan 2015 3:37am
7th Jan 2015 3:37am
two kisses
sparks fly prior
to a subtler mood
where sound is cut out
for a split-second
or two.
two kisses are given:
one's blown to last year
and one's planted right here
on not-quite-sober lips
as no kiss is wasted
on an occasion such as this.
the ball is dropped
on the twelfth count
confetti suspends on
twirling string
while screams and
chinese fireworks
echo over seas of life
receding by the dawn.
...
to a subtler mood
where sound is cut out
for a split-second
or two.
two kisses are given:
one's blown to last year
and one's planted right here
on not-quite-sober lips
as no kiss is wasted
on an occasion such as this.
the ball is dropped
on the twelfth count
confetti suspends on
twirling string
while screams and
chinese fireworks
echo over seas of life
receding by the dawn.
...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Dec 2014 5:27am
21st Dec 2014 5:27am
the hunger
compelled to be
cannibalistic to be
animalistic to be
sick yet sated with
meat ripped free
metaphorically
from their bones
whenever I see
any bit of flesh
that happens to be
exposed.
off with the dress
off with the blouse
I would say
wishing that my hands
could mouse
where they shouldn't be.
off with the pants
and the panties too.
my eyes home in
where clothed delta begins
as my mind pierces through.
I contemplate the hunger.
I feed it what it wants.
in the form of effigies.
at...
cannibalistic to be
animalistic to be
sick yet sated with
meat ripped free
metaphorically
from their bones
whenever I see
any bit of flesh
that happens to be
exposed.
off with the dress
off with the blouse
I would say
wishing that my hands
could mouse
where they shouldn't be.
off with the pants
and the panties too.
my eyes home in
where clothed delta begins
as my mind pierces through.
I contemplate the hunger.
I feed it what it wants.
in the form of effigies.
at...
628 reads
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