Symbolism Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#symbolism
oskar
Poem Published
27th Dec 2017 9:46am
27th Dec 2017 9:46am
a snake speaks out
A snake speaks out
There I was
curled up in the morning sun
warming my cold body,
when this person
came along and nearly stepped on me
So I bit him hard.
He ran screaming to
The village
his foot was swollen
but I`m glad he survived
although, it was not my intention.
Later when villagers came to kill me
I slithered away.
Caught and swallowed a rabbit
which is my right?
And went to sleep in a hollow
of an old oak.
There I was
curled up in the morning sun
warming my cold body,
when this person
came along and nearly stepped on me
So I bit him hard.
He ran screaming to
The village
his foot was swollen
but I`m glad he survived
although, it was not my intention.
Later when villagers came to kill me
I slithered away.
Caught and swallowed a rabbit
which is my right?
And went to sleep in a hollow
of an old oak.
#courage
#dreams
#humankind
#metaphor
#symbolism
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AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
4th Dec 2017 2:06am
4th Dec 2017 2:06am
Seamless Tapestry - Collab w/ Samael
PT Cruisers fuse
through time
the now El Caminos
pullin' through casinos
valets sort those wooden panels
into tidy lines
Licking gas pump handles
like supermodels
crossing divided highways
on wings
prayers
gas fumes
lit up like airport runways
raking me across the coals
& you're just as tacky
set like a craft bin
rubber stamp
with a stagnant ass
that cannot help
but leave inessential impressions
tasting...
through time
the now El Caminos
pullin' through casinos
valets sort those wooden panels
into tidy lines
Licking gas pump handles
like supermodels
crossing divided highways
on wings
prayers
gas fumes
lit up like airport runways
raking me across the coals
& you're just as tacky
set like a craft bin
rubber stamp
with a stagnant ass
that cannot help
but leave inessential impressions
tasting...
#FreeVerse
#freedom
#escape
#metaphor
#symbolism
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oskar
Poem Published
21st Oct 2017 8:12am
21st Oct 2017 8:12am
beer in a bucket
Beer in a Bucket
The well is almost dry he could hear the bucket scraping
at the bottom and the bucket was only half full when
he brought it up, global warming was true, but he was
not sure whether it was caused by man or by a natural
The shift in the weather pattern, having read the once there
were palm trees in Greenland?
Once the well was full of cold, clear water and he used
to lower a bucket full of bottled beer down it and when
he hoisted it up the beer was cold; of course, he could
put the beer in the fridge, but it didn`t have...
The well is almost dry he could hear the bucket scraping
at the bottom and the bucket was only half full when
he brought it up, global warming was true, but he was
not sure whether it was caused by man or by a natural
The shift in the weather pattern, having read the once there
were palm trees in Greenland?
Once the well was full of cold, clear water and he used
to lower a bucket full of bottled beer down it and when
he hoisted it up the beer was cold; of course, he could
put the beer in the fridge, but it didn`t have...
#environment
#nature
#evolution
#metaphor
#symbolism
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
6th Oct 2017 8:08am
6th Oct 2017 8:08am
reflection in a phial
Reflection in a Phial
I look at my hands they are brown as a farmer`s, this pleases me,
although, I have no land to plough, a tractor or a mule,
a workman`s sturdy hand; all socialists should have hands that
have harvested potatoes or carrots.
I flex my muscles of my upper arms, see a faint movement
like a mouse moving under thawing spring snow.
Glorious vanity I used to do hundred press- ups, a day in the hope
to look strong and furious. I think of sex sadly I wasn`t any good
at it, after the act, I looked for a book to read.
The...
I look at my hands they are brown as a farmer`s, this pleases me,
although, I have no land to plough, a tractor or a mule,
a workman`s sturdy hand; all socialists should have hands that
have harvested potatoes or carrots.
I flex my muscles of my upper arms, see a faint movement
like a mouse moving under thawing spring snow.
Glorious vanity I used to do hundred press- ups, a day in the hope
to look strong and furious. I think of sex sadly I wasn`t any good
at it, after the act, I looked for a book to read.
The...
#hope
#uplifting
#LifeCycle
#metaphor
#symbolism
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Sep 2017 8:48am
29th Sep 2017 8:48am
on a sunny day...
On a sunny day, you can see forever
The U-boat that cast anchor on the silky shore of Albufeira,
the crew was dressed in German world war two uniforms,
and bathers thought they were actors in a movie.
The captain came ashore he wanted to call Lisbon to his
embassy, only the number didn`t exist anymore, he had
wanted to surrender, his crew were hungry and tired.
A kind barman gave the captain a cold beer, he drank it
greedily and asked what year it was. 2017, my god,
he exclaimed we have landed in a wrong century.
...
The U-boat that cast anchor on the silky shore of Albufeira,
the crew was dressed in German world war two uniforms,
and bathers thought they were actors in a movie.
The captain came ashore he wanted to call Lisbon to his
embassy, only the number didn`t exist anymore, he had
wanted to surrender, his crew were hungry and tired.
A kind barman gave the captain a cold beer, he drank it
greedily and asked what year it was. 2017, my god,
he exclaimed we have landed in a wrong century.
...
#water
#ShortStory
#historical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
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oskar
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2017 7:57am
3rd Aug 2017 7:57am
Pegasus
Pegasus
I saw a plane coming from Lisbon flying high,
It was a clear night sky; I could see a horse flying
besides the plane “did you see that” the first pilot said,
to the second pilot. Yes, it was Pegasus delivering books
to those who cannot read.
We are coming back; something is wrong, the pilot said,
The chief pilot lit a cigarette, which is not allowed,
the second officer objected it was not legal.
When the plane was ready to fly again, it had another chief pilot
the second officer had reported the old one.
I saw a plane coming from Lisbon flying high,
It was a clear night sky; I could see a horse flying
besides the plane “did you see that” the first pilot said,
to the second pilot. Yes, it was Pegasus delivering books
to those who cannot read.
We are coming back; something is wrong, the pilot said,
The chief pilot lit a cigarette, which is not allowed,
the second officer objected it was not legal.
When the plane was ready to fly again, it had another chief pilot
the second officer had reported the old one.
#dialogue
#mythology
#travel
#metaphor
#symbolism
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