brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 11:12am
25th Nov 2022 11:12am
snakes
There’s a Norman Rockwell family,
classic family of four --
They’re smiling aggressively
from the calendar on my door.
Maybe it's your family
Playing nice over yams and pies
Smiles flashing manically
but never reaching the eyes
Let's not bicker
Pour the liquor
Blood is thick
the tensions thicker
It's our own familiar brand of crazy
So we do whatever it takes
There's dysfunction
In the gravy...
Hey baby, pass the snakes
The mom looks fairly normal,
perhaps a...
classic family of four --
They’re smiling aggressively
from the calendar on my door.
Maybe it's your family
Playing nice over yams and pies
Smiles flashing manically
but never reaching the eyes
Let's not bicker
Pour the liquor
Blood is thick
the tensions thicker
It's our own familiar brand of crazy
So we do whatever it takes
There's dysfunction
In the gravy...
Hey baby, pass the snakes
The mom looks fairly normal,
perhaps a...
#relationships
#family
#funny #art
#funny #art
61 reads
22 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2022 2:21pm
22nd Nov 2022 2:21pm
The Volume of the Heart under Revelation
A much-loved grandfather who died peacefully surrounded by his family earlier this year has been identified as the knife-wielding “beast of Bondi” rapist who terrorised Sydney for 15 years." - The Times
One can't imagine how the grief
of sins ascribed to those
you thought you knew expands like steel
in summer heat, an Eiffel pose
of upset constancies.
The notion that you knew the man
who tossed you in the air
on golden sands, and laughing caught
you with a pair of coarse
and tender arms. A loving stare.
The same arms...
One can't imagine how the grief
of sins ascribed to those
you thought you knew expands like steel
in summer heat, an Eiffel pose
of upset constancies.
The notion that you knew the man
who tossed you in the air
on golden sands, and laughing caught
you with a pair of coarse
and tender arms. A loving stare.
The same arms...
#dark
#family
#evil #memories
#evil #memories
33 reads
3 Comments
Her
Bumped 22nd Nov 2022 1:02am
27th May 2022 8:49pm
27th May 2022 8:49pm
Her
You brought life, then stopped
Unspoken, broken, distress
Another mistake
Repercussions none
Unwanted, left behind, blue
Needed more than could give
Just a toy, didn’t want
Was never going to play with
Expectations gone
Grown up without chance
Cast aside at all times
Sensitive to none
Found illness inside
Thunderous times abound
Put ignorance there
Must begin my own path
Without toxicity and pain
Slowly fade away
Move forward in time
Show the world what I can be ...
Unspoken, broken, distress
Another mistake
Repercussions none
Unwanted, left behind, blue
Needed more than could give
Just a toy, didn’t want
Was never going to play with
Expectations gone
Grown up without chance
Cast aside at all times
Sensitive to none
Found illness inside
Thunderous times abound
Put ignorance there
Must begin my own path
Without toxicity and pain
Slowly fade away
Move forward in time
Show the world what I can be ...
#mother
#children
#family #abuse
#family #abuse
162 reads
2 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
21st Nov 2022 6:32pm
21st Nov 2022 6:32pm
Otherworldly Memories Part X: The Hidden Citadel
#love
#family
#rebirth
#memories
#passion
13 reads
0 Comments
QuietlyOutspoken
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 2:35am
20th Nov 2022 2:35am
Afternoon Desolation
I wake up everyday
And hate everything
There’s a dull ache
In the back of my brain
She says she doesn’t
Understand my pain
I’m sad and get therapy threats
When she gives everyone else chocolate
I don’t need you to fix me
Just hold me like you used to
And tell me I’ll be ok
I don’t want to have to explain
You used to know what I needed
Without me having to say
She doesn’t love me
Wants to send me away
Says it’s for my own good
And she needs space
She takes...
And hate everything
There’s a dull ache
In the back of my brain
She says she doesn’t
Understand my pain
I’m sad and get therapy threats
When she gives everyone else chocolate
I don’t need you to fix me
Just hold me like you used to
And tell me I’ll be ok
I don’t want to have to explain
You used to know what I needed
Without me having to say
She doesn’t love me
Wants to send me away
Says it’s for my own good
And she needs space
She takes...
#sadness
#depression
#family
54 reads
0 Comments
LillyValleyPoems
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 1:58am
19th Nov 2022 1:58am
White Diamonds and Cigarette Smoke
White diamonds and cigarette smoke
Millions of minuscule pieces of you
Inspire that oh so familiar burnt,
Penny coppery smell you taste,
That’s how you know you’ve been alive
White diamonds and cigarette smoke
Mostly right before you left for work
And after you came home, delicate vapor
Traveling around, hanging out in our 1970
White Thunderbird’s giant ash tray
White diamonds and cigarette smoke
Are how I refuse to notice your fast fake, Walk-walking dressed tight—to a T
White pants stressin’, profesh, and crispy ...
Millions of minuscule pieces of you
Inspire that oh so familiar burnt,
Penny coppery smell you taste,
That’s how you know you’ve been alive
White diamonds and cigarette smoke
Mostly right before you left for work
And after you came home, delicate vapor
Traveling around, hanging out in our 1970
White Thunderbird’s giant ash tray
White diamonds and cigarette smoke
Are how I refuse to notice your fast fake, Walk-walking dressed tight—to a T
White pants stressin’, profesh, and crispy ...
#mother
#childhood
#family
#memories
#separation
37 reads
3 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
16th Nov 2022 3:09am
16th Nov 2022 3:09am
There once was a man
An old man looks
at an old photograph
of an old life
lived in an old house,
remembering how it was,
how everything was new,
how there was so much hope,
and thinks,
we ruined it all,
people began to hate,
corporations began to steal,
and the government didn't care anymore,
he once got a loan,
with a handshake and signature,
he didn't need three forms of ID
just to prove he was real,
until a corporation took the farm away,
took his life away,
leaving his wife to die,
forcing his...
at an old photograph
of an old life
lived in an old house,
remembering how it was,
how everything was new,
how there was so much hope,
and thinks,
we ruined it all,
people began to hate,
corporations began to steal,
and the government didn't care anymore,
he once got a loan,
with a handshake and signature,
he didn't need three forms of ID
just to prove he was real,
until a corporation took the farm away,
took his life away,
leaving his wife to die,
forcing his...
#hope
#family
#memories
33 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 10:14pm
15th Nov 2022 10:14pm
Otherworldly Memories Part VII: The Dark Son
- Otherworldly Memories Part VII: The Dark Son -
It was a period of war and conflict in the lands of Eriu, for the tyrannical king Bres had been cast into exile from the kingdom of the Tuatha de Danann over which he once reigned. It is said that his rule of terror lasted for seven years, but seven years to Elfin kind is a long period of time indeed for any ruler to reign, especially one given to great cruelty! Though some argue his reign was longer, and that it was only in the last seven years of it that the worst things happened under his monarchy. Time for me during those years...
It was a period of war and conflict in the lands of Eriu, for the tyrannical king Bres had been cast into exile from the kingdom of the Tuatha de Danann over which he once reigned. It is said that his rule of terror lasted for seven years, but seven years to Elfin kind is a long period of time indeed for any ruler to reign, especially one given to great cruelty! Though some argue his reign was longer, and that it was only in the last seven years of it that the worst things happened under his monarchy. Time for me during those years...
#dark
#family
#war
#memories
#fatherhood
25 reads
0 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 00:20am
15th Nov 2022 00:20am
Hell no
Knock at the door
I open to see who's there.
Who the hell is this boy.
Why do you have a bun in your hair.
My daughter comes running
Daddy this is "gggggrrrr"
My wife touches my shoulder
Real quick let's have a word
Stay calm papi
She is becoming of age
No the hell shes not
Trying to bottle my rage
Daddy this Miguel
I just stare
His eyes roaming
What you looking for there
How are you sir
Stop staring at my feet
Why is your hand so sweaty
Why so nervous on first meet
...
I open to see who's there.
Who the hell is this boy.
Why do you have a bun in your hair.
My daughter comes running
Daddy this is "gggggrrrr"
My wife touches my shoulder
Real quick let's have a word
Stay calm papi
She is becoming of age
No the hell shes not
Trying to bottle my rage
Daddy this Miguel
I just stare
His eyes roaming
What you looking for there
How are you sir
Stop staring at my feet
Why is your hand so sweaty
Why so nervous on first meet
...
#anger
#father
#parent
#family
#denial
43 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2022 10:40am
2nd Nov 2022 10:40am
It Must Have Been Beautiful
My grandfather carried grief from the war.
He limped to one side. My mother said
there was nothing wrong with his leg.
My grandmother said he always limped
after the war. She didn’t know why.
When my grandfather came home, he
worked every day to build a life for his wife and family.
He loved my grandmother and my mother, not perfectly,
but still he loved them in his way.
Going through photos in his chest, I found
a young Korean girl mixed in with colorless
glossy prints of his army buddies. She seemed
out of...
He limped to one side. My mother said
there was nothing wrong with his leg.
My grandmother said he always limped
after the war. She didn’t know why.
When my grandfather came home, he
worked every day to build a life for his wife and family.
He loved my grandmother and my mother, not perfectly,
but still he loved them in his way.
Going through photos in his chest, I found
a young Korean girl mixed in with colorless
glossy prints of his army buddies. She seemed
out of...
#love
#grief
#family #war
#family #war
65 reads
5 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 1:05am
31st Oct 2022 1:05am
Halifax
You grew up fast and now you’re changing your name
Not that I had the chance to give you one
You were a little girl in my arms when we first met
Now you’re a young man of thirteen
No one told me who you were because I already knew
How was I able to tell?
Because when I woke up, I missed you
Not that I had the chance to give you one
You were a little girl in my arms when we first met
Now you’re a young man of thirteen
No one told me who you were because I already knew
How was I able to tell?
Because when I woke up, I missed you
#children
#motherhood
#family
#dreams
#transgender
34 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
30th Oct 2022 9:41am
30th Oct 2022 9:41am
father figures
father figures
I never knew my father well as he was not at home
I think it had something to do with other women
mother divorced him and said he was a butterfly.
I could not picture him as a colourful insect in the glade
instead, I made him into a swashbuckling hero.
A new man moved into our life, and I didn’t like him
he smelled of smoked sardines, telling me what to do.
I was ten years old and decided to leave home
with two apples and a boiled egg, I left slamming
the door behind me; the evening dark and cold
My mother’s friend...
I never knew my father well as he was not at home
I think it had something to do with other women
mother divorced him and said he was a butterfly.
I could not picture him as a colourful insect in the glade
instead, I made him into a swashbuckling hero.
A new man moved into our life, and I didn’t like him
he smelled of smoked sardines, telling me what to do.
I was ten years old and decided to leave home
with two apples and a boiled egg, I left slamming
the door behind me; the evening dark and cold
My mother’s friend...
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
#responsibility
58 reads
1 Comment
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