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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
#alcohol
#crush
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#surreal
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
#alcohol
#crush
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#surreal
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
Oxymoronic
One dark night on a bright, sunny day,
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
#travel
#surreal
#NaPoWriMo2024
171 reads
3 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
Oxymoronic
One dark night on a bright, sunny day,
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
#travel
#surreal
#NaPoWriMo2024
171 reads
3 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
12th Apr 2024 8:43pm
Oxymoronic
One dark night on a bright, sunny day,
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
just before Christmas in the month of May,
I decided to plan a spontaneous trip
and crossed through the desert on a sailing ship.
As we sailed along, the waves grew small;
it seemed we had entered a peaceful squall.
The view from the ship was awfully good
but I didn't enjoy the inedible food.
Soon, I came to a rural city;
its many buildings were terribly pretty.
My ship was greeted by a very small crowd;
They waved politely as I stood tall and bowed.
Although I'd had so much serious...
#travel
#surreal
#NaPoWriMo2024
171 reads
3 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
Repeat Customer
Parroting the warning label,
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
#politics
#drugs
#evolution #surreal
#evolution #surreal
399 reads
1 Comment
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
Repeat Customer
Parroting the warning label,
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
#politics
#drugs
#evolution #surreal
#evolution #surreal
399 reads
1 Comment
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
Repeat Customer
Parroting the warning label,
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
#politics
#drugs
#evolution #surreal
#evolution #surreal
399 reads
1 Comment
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
31st Aug 2022 10:28pm
Repeat Customer
Parroting the warning label,
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
you only nuzzle up to lab coats
and crooked Brooklyn noses,
stuffed up from the drama.
It's a sniffle, it’s a missile,
it’s underdog, the gristle.
#politics
#drugs
#evolution #surreal
#evolution #surreal
399 reads
1 Comment
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
Unresponsive
#FeelingLost
#sensual
#surreal
806 reads
15 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
Unresponsive
#FeelingLost
#sensual
#surreal
806 reads
15 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
23rd Aug 2020 7:22pm
Unresponsive
#FeelingLost
#sensual
#surreal
806 reads
15 Comments
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