Submissions by yacolt
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Part time poet, erotica mostly.
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Aug 2011 12:04pm
20th Aug 2011 12:04pm
Tattooed
My hanging heart
cascades
ugly spawns of
embers.
Today fails me,
once more.
My bleeding heart,
still wears your tattoo.
.
cascades
ugly spawns of
embers.
Today fails me,
once more.
My bleeding heart,
still wears your tattoo.
.
851 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Aug 2011 1:25am
20th Aug 2011 1:25am
Get Outside The Depot
Child of the world
Have you heard the word?
Lots of us –
Misunderstood
People…
Run from home –
Have to hide
Forget the station,
Get outside –
The depot…
There’s a world out there,
It’s cruel out there,
But it’s for real
You’re cool out there,
You’re a fool out there,
Depends on what you feel
Child of the world
The night’s not safe
You better get out,
Have t’ find someplace –
Ya gotta let go…
‘Cause living on the lamb,
Is buildin' in the sand
Can’t stay at the station,...
Have you heard the word?
Lots of us –
Misunderstood
People…
Run from home –
Have to hide
Forget the station,
Get outside –
The depot…
There’s a world out there,
It’s cruel out there,
But it’s for real
You’re cool out there,
You’re a fool out there,
Depends on what you feel
Child of the world
The night’s not safe
You better get out,
Have t’ find someplace –
Ya gotta let go…
‘Cause living on the lamb,
Is buildin' in the sand
Can’t stay at the station,...
628 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
17th Aug 2011 6:57am
17th Aug 2011 6:57am
It’s not hard to fall in love
It’s not hard to fall in love
It’s easy
If you know
What you’re looking for
It’s easy
And you don’t need
….Something special
There’s no hidden trick
You don’t need anything
…..Not even magic
And... you don’t need
The bad times
You don’t even need
The good times
All’s you need
Is all the time
Just like breathing
Just like believing
(Our lives were
Just passing by
Our lives
Just...
It’s easy
If you know
What you’re looking for
It’s easy
And you don’t need
….Something special
There’s no hidden trick
You don’t need anything
…..Not even magic
And... you don’t need
The bad times
You don’t even need
The good times
All’s you need
Is all the time
Just like breathing
Just like believing
(Our lives were
Just passing by
Our lives
Just...
751 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Aug 2011 7:29am
16th Aug 2011 7:29am
The Memory of Your Taste
Your memories stay with me
The warm summer nights
The sand between our toes
Your face in firelight
Wearing no clothes
Burning hotdogs, eating graham crackers
Toasting marshmallows
Making Smores
All the moments of our life,
Without waver, I see crystal clear
Our winter days at the sea
Waves splashing on the beach
Bracing cold of offshore breeze
Reddening our cheeks
The wet tides and the driftwood fire
Drying our feet
Life was like the kites we’d fly ...
The warm summer nights
The sand between our toes
Your face in firelight
Wearing no clothes
Burning hotdogs, eating graham crackers
Toasting marshmallows
Making Smores
All the moments of our life,
Without waver, I see crystal clear
Our winter days at the sea
Waves splashing on the beach
Bracing cold of offshore breeze
Reddening our cheeks
The wet tides and the driftwood fire
Drying our feet
Life was like the kites we’d fly ...
1043 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 1:40pm
15th Aug 2011 1:40pm
Run To The Shelter
I don’t know a lot about history
It’s just letters on a page to me
I can’t say what the future might be
It’s blind - as far as I can see
Heavy metal’s rumbling
Motors closing doors
If it’s something sentimental
Hold it in your arms
Outside a cold wind’s blowing
But - in the shelter - it’s warm
And if it’s luck
Or maybe fate
Don’t hesitate
Run to the shelter
If I make a mistake
Don’t wait
Or hesitate
I’m only human
Run if you’re able
Run to the shelter
...
It’s just letters on a page to me
I can’t say what the future might be
It’s blind - as far as I can see
Heavy metal’s rumbling
Motors closing doors
If it’s something sentimental
Hold it in your arms
Outside a cold wind’s blowing
But - in the shelter - it’s warm
And if it’s luck
Or maybe fate
Don’t hesitate
Run to the shelter
If I make a mistake
Don’t wait
Or hesitate
I’m only human
Run if you’re able
Run to the shelter
...
640 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
13th Aug 2011 4:54am
13th Aug 2011 4:54am
The Time-traveling Neanderthal and his Flat-faced Dog
(I know this is a poetry site, but I really would like to learn to write prose. Not expecting to get many reads, but if you actually read this and make it to the end, I sure would like to know that! Thanks.) I updated this September 20 trying to make the story clearer. [font]
Slip in mud. No stop fall! The choppy thoughts of wolf language passed through the wolf’s mind as he stood near the circle of stones that surrounded the Neanderthal’s smoking fire. The smell of smoking cedar filled air and the sound of the overflowing river rushed to his...
Slip in mud. No stop fall! The choppy thoughts of wolf language passed through the wolf’s mind as he stood near the circle of stones that surrounded the Neanderthal’s smoking fire. The smell of smoking cedar filled air and the sound of the overflowing river rushed to his...
1077 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Aug 2011 00:29am
11th Aug 2011 00:29am
One More Little Button
The red sky drips, driving down the sun,
blending land, and sky, making colleague.
Radiating, transforming, falling colors run,
transmutating sand, a shimmering mirage.
The shadows jump at me, a spider,
like a tarantula coming from its hole.
My mind, spinning faster, spinning higher
thinking thoughts, I don’t even know!
Oh, my button, my button of peyote,
how bitter you were on my tongue.
Now that your visions flow inside me,
you’re sweet, how sweet you’ve become!
Cactus burs on my clothes
sticking...
blending land, and sky, making colleague.
Radiating, transforming, falling colors run,
transmutating sand, a shimmering mirage.
The shadows jump at me, a spider,
like a tarantula coming from its hole.
My mind, spinning faster, spinning higher
thinking thoughts, I don’t even know!
Oh, my button, my button of peyote,
how bitter you were on my tongue.
Now that your visions flow inside me,
you’re sweet, how sweet you’ve become!
Cactus burs on my clothes
sticking...
868 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Aug 2011 3:23am
7th Aug 2011 3:23am
Just my Style
You can call me anytime
You don’t have to wait,
You can call me anytime
You can call me late
Just give a little smile
You’re just my style
And you can call
When you want
Afterhours -
That’s just fine
You can even
Call me easy
Won’t get mad
I don’t mind
Just give me your little smile
That little smile
It’s my style.
You don’t have to wait,
You can call me anytime
You can call me late
Just give a little smile
You’re just my style
And you can call
When you want
Afterhours -
That’s just fine
You can even
Call me easy
Won’t get mad
I don’t mind
Just give me your little smile
That little smile
It’s my style.
1079 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2011 00:32am
3rd Aug 2011 00:32am
The feeling is sweeping me away
When you walked out the door
I told my friends a lie
I said I shed no tears
But all the time
You’re on my mind
And it’s been ten years
Time is always flowing
But nothing’s really fading
Only older - still carrying
Regrets on my shoulder
The feeling more familiar
I close my eyes...
And I see her
I know dreaming is not living ...
I told my friends a lie
I said I shed no tears
But all the time
You’re on my mind
And it’s been ten years
Time is always flowing
But nothing’s really fading
Only older - still carrying
Regrets on my shoulder
The feeling more familiar
I close my eyes...
And I see her
I know dreaming is not living ...
718 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Jul 2011 8:37am
31st Jul 2011 8:37am
Familiar Arms
Underneath buried memories
submerged beneath my past
You’ve gone and left my life
- disappeared from its path
And all along the eastern board
I've lost your trail in cars
It's under corners and sidewalks
- beneath rainy nights and stars
My life's shrouded in the moments
waves coming against my shore
I'm just clinging to the duration
- the still before the storm
Just looking for shelter
and hoping -
for familiar arms
And all the towns
are just the same
...
submerged beneath my past
You’ve gone and left my life
- disappeared from its path
And all along the eastern board
I've lost your trail in cars
It's under corners and sidewalks
- beneath rainy nights and stars
My life's shrouded in the moments
waves coming against my shore
I'm just clinging to the duration
- the still before the storm
Just looking for shelter
and hoping -
for familiar arms
And all the towns
are just the same
...
724 reads
0 Comments
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