Submissions by zenithquasar77 (Marcus cooke)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Pervair of witty ditty's and sublime rhymes...i also like cats.
"Hi, just checking in"
The past feels like sand
It falls between my fingers
Like a warm breeze
on a summer's day.
The past is a cage
It imprisons us,
governs us
It tortures us
Yet comforts us.
Weighing us down
Like wet trousers
Around the ankle,
Pulling us down,
Deeper and deeper
Into the abyss
Off of own folly.
The past moves to fast
I remember those days
The ice cream popciles
That melt like time,
Moments that dissolve
Like sunny afternoons
Blending into night's light,
The aching...
It falls between my fingers
Like a warm breeze
on a summer's day.
The past is a cage
It imprisons us,
governs us
It tortures us
Yet comforts us.
Weighing us down
Like wet trousers
Around the ankle,
Pulling us down,
Deeper and deeper
Into the abyss
Off of own folly.
The past moves to fast
I remember those days
The ice cream popciles
That melt like time,
Moments that dissolve
Like sunny afternoons
Blending into night's light,
The aching...
#TimeHeals
#historical
#MovingOn
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An Incredibly short poem about Life & Death
I've never been
afraid of death...
It's the bits in-between
that terrifies me!
afraid of death...
It's the bits in-between
that terrifies me!
#anxiety
#death
#LifeStruggles
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And Baby makes Infinity...
Slip inside this red
Discard the flesh
His soul to keep
No tears left
Said the child
Who wept!
"He's got your lungs"
Said she!
While he just shrugged
And prepared what seemed like the
188th bottle
While nursing a cup of tea
And two paracetamol
Though he longed
For something stronger.
What were we to do?
We were way out of our element,
Said he
It looked easier in books
Almost desirable on TV.
I slide through black
Avoiding light
I'm the voice
In your head ...
Discard the flesh
His soul to keep
No tears left
Said the child
Who wept!
"He's got your lungs"
Said she!
While he just shrugged
And prepared what seemed like the
188th bottle
While nursing a cup of tea
And two paracetamol
Though he longed
For something stronger.
What were we to do?
We were way out of our element,
Said he
It looked easier in books
Almost desirable on TV.
I slide through black
Avoiding light
I'm the voice
In your head ...
#parent
#birth
#fatherhood
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Urgency!
Urgency..
Unable feel
Red lava sweat
A Lost Cog in a wheel.
Urgency..
..I read this In books!
You learned this
From love island,
I'm attracted to brains
While your attracted to looks.
The big bulging biceps
The crap drawn on tats
Traced by redundant
Graffiti artists
And nocturnal
Thieving twats!
Urgency...
Consumed by Poison
Numb to the touch
Like a slab of dead cheese
No blood here to rush.
We were born the same
Two humans in flux
I sold out...
Unable feel
Red lava sweat
A Lost Cog in a wheel.
Urgency..
..I read this In books!
You learned this
From love island,
I'm attracted to brains
While your attracted to looks.
The big bulging biceps
The crap drawn on tats
Traced by redundant
Graffiti artists
And nocturnal
Thieving twats!
Urgency...
Consumed by Poison
Numb to the touch
Like a slab of dead cheese
No blood here to rush.
We were born the same
Two humans in flux
I sold out...
#love
#teens
#LifeCycle
#aging
#dating
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"The Accident Man Cometh"
Hello...
can you hear me?
You've been in
A accident
Dear freind"
It's funny
how others say
The same thing.
I Lie on the pavement
Trying to hold
My own offal
In my dead
Lifeless hands
Stitched together
With sellotape
Held together
With elastic bands.
My god the smell!!
If you ever stood
Under a seaside peir
On a hot afternoon
That stink
Of oxygen and rust
And something
Long dead rotten
That your parents
Would rather ...
can you hear me?
You've been in
A accident
Dear freind"
It's funny
how others say
The same thing.
I Lie on the pavement
Trying to hold
My own offal
In my dead
Lifeless hands
Stitched together
With sellotape
Held together
With elastic bands.
My god the smell!!
If you ever stood
Under a seaside peir
On a hot afternoon
That stink
Of oxygen and rust
And something
Long dead rotten
That your parents
Would rather ...
#dark
#murder
#death
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"I Am Not Here"
Forgotten embers
Of a forgotten time
I no longer exist
Only In rhyme
Sometimes.
I exist in memory
Thoughts and ideas
Feelings if necessary ,
Loathing and fear,
Where the faultlines fit
And the earth's plate sit
I was secretly observing
Not that you would
Ever know it.
I watched War & famine
A World starved in hunger
The suffering of children
Adults who wished
They were younger
A planet raveged
By immature idiots
Pressing red buttons
And supplying guns
Mothers...
Of a forgotten time
I no longer exist
Only In rhyme
Sometimes.
I exist in memory
Thoughts and ideas
Feelings if necessary ,
Loathing and fear,
Where the faultlines fit
And the earth's plate sit
I was secretly observing
Not that you would
Ever know it.
I watched War & famine
A World starved in hunger
The suffering of children
Adults who wished
They were younger
A planet raveged
By immature idiots
Pressing red buttons
And supplying guns
Mothers...
#anxiety
#depression
#death
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
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"Wynter Eternal"
Through dark Glen's
Where darkness creeps
Mother nature dies
Her tears she weeps.
Dark Westwood tales
And hidden
Evil mystery
The slaughter
Of animals
Defines our human history.
First I buried the rabbit
Burying the cat
Was harder
These feelings
Wound deep
Anouther gift from the
Primal world order.
Then I ate
The cats head
Using its skull
As my divine chalice,
Drinking it's
Blood like wine,
Celebrating its defeat
In silent applause ...
Where darkness creeps
Mother nature dies
Her tears she weeps.
Dark Westwood tales
And hidden
Evil mystery
The slaughter
Of animals
Defines our human history.
First I buried the rabbit
Burying the cat
Was harder
These feelings
Wound deep
Anouther gift from the
Primal world order.
Then I ate
The cats head
Using its skull
As my divine chalice,
Drinking it's
Blood like wine,
Celebrating its defeat
In silent applause ...
#death
#LifeCycle
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"Loneliness is..."
Alone!
Lost on a stark white landscape!
I ponder the question...
...what is loneliness?
Loneliness is...
... a black and white movie
devoid of characters
and direction.
a series of love affairs
ended by rejection.
Lonelness is....
... cold, Baltic
quivering,
shivering to the bone
flesh becomes ice
when you realize your alone.
Loneliness is...
... a razor cut
On my lacerated wrist,
My mind
Is a peice of the
jigsaw puzzle
that doesn't fit in.
Loneliness...
Lost on a stark white landscape!
I ponder the question...
...what is loneliness?
Loneliness is...
... a black and white movie
devoid of characters
and direction.
a series of love affairs
ended by rejection.
Lonelness is....
... cold, Baltic
quivering,
shivering to the bone
flesh becomes ice
when you realize your alone.
Loneliness is...
... a razor cut
On my lacerated wrist,
My mind
Is a peice of the
jigsaw puzzle
that doesn't fit in.
Loneliness...
#loneliness
#identity
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"Covid City Blues"
Covid City...
Where a tender touch
Becomes a vicious shove
Where no such love
Comes from a voice from above.
For years
Covid city
Held the virus
At bay
But it wasn't the virus
We should of been
Concerned with...
...It was the people!!
The city put us under curfew
It's residents
Defied the rules
Ignored advice
Choosing to indulge
In childish games
And unknown pleasures.
They Chose wealth
Before health
Pleasure before safety
Desire before common sense
As...
Where a tender touch
Becomes a vicious shove
Where no such love
Comes from a voice from above.
For years
Covid city
Held the virus
At bay
But it wasn't the virus
We should of been
Concerned with...
...It was the people!!
The city put us under curfew
It's residents
Defied the rules
Ignored advice
Choosing to indulge
In childish games
And unknown pleasures.
They Chose wealth
Before health
Pleasure before safety
Desire before common sense
As...
#love
#dark
#death
#city
#pandemic
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The Streets End Where they Begin
..And the streets
end where they begin.
A tsunami
of beer,
blood,
and late night
take away punch ups
explain the
disused face masks,
each stamped
with the footprints
of drunken youth
oblivious to there role
in there selfish
uncaring folly
cochending
in a orgy of
stupidity of
the highest order.
...of course I blame
the parents!
end where they begin.
A tsunami
of beer,
blood,
and late night
take away punch ups
explain the
disused face masks,
each stamped
with the footprints
of drunken youth
oblivious to there role
in there selfish
uncaring folly
cochending
in a orgy of
stupidity of
the highest order.
...of course I blame
the parents!
#teens
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5. Acceptance
There is blood
There are Tears
There is much regret.
I must accept
That this was
Always the way.
Through the chapters
Of this storied life
I must learn to accept
The outcomes
That out weigh
The hopes and dreams
Of a otherwise sunny day.
I take the hands away
From my crippled freind
And realise my
Conscience is intact
I can deny everything!
I'm forever
staring into blind eyes.
There are Tears
There is much regret.
I must accept
That this was
Always the way.
Through the chapters
Of this storied life
I must learn to accept
The outcomes
That out weigh
The hopes and dreams
Of a otherwise sunny day.
I take the hands away
From my crippled freind
And realise my
Conscience is intact
I can deny everything!
I'm forever
staring into blind eyes.
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#healing
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4. Awakenings
My shackles shake
Born of a Material world.
Leaping sands
Leave familiar footprints.
This is the path
Of madness.
It's a cold path
But this path
Lies ahead.
And then impact
But not like before
Sensation
Awareness.
Awakenings!
God I love a drink!
Born of a Material world.
Leaping sands
Leave familiar footprints.
This is the path
Of madness.
It's a cold path
But this path
Lies ahead.
And then impact
But not like before
Sensation
Awareness.
Awakenings!
God I love a drink!
#alcohol
#drugs
#addiction
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