By jivepoet on December 24, 2009
I’m now sworn against hypocrisy, which lets me poke and prod
All the minor faults of Christians, while I miss the love of God.
I defend my rights to swindle you, as long as I can pick
One cathedral in a hundred, where the dead have caught the quick.
So I shun the men, who promulgate and serve communion [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Anguish, blood, child, Children, Christian, Crowd, forever, Goat, god, heart, Heaven, hypocrisy, Jesus, joy, Life, list, loss, love, Mud, pain, Seeds, sin, soul, Sun, Tea, Tree, Trees, world
By PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
My brother J.O. Christianson left home at seventeen, went to Minneapolis. He went to
St. Paul Farm school college for forty years and with the superintendent for thirty years.
Was Knighted by the King of Sweden for starting the foreign student exchange.
John had been out here at HOME, in Dakota, and head seen the bundle-stacks,
and the [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blow, Brother, Bun, change, Christian, Crowd, Ears, Eden, Fate, Freedom, Gold, heart, Lain, lies, memories, Moving, night, School, snow, Stacks, Storms, Sun, Sunset
By PrairiePoems on June 17, 2009
MY HEART……is not in the City;
With its crowds moveing where no one knows-
It is out in the hills of the PRAIRIE:
With their strong SWEEPING WINDS-
And their SNOWS!
Its out where the stacks of the harvest
Once stood in the trail of the “Boo”-
Who came humming along with his PITCHFORK;
And….stayed till the NORTHERLEES BLOW!
Its out where the SUNSETS [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Bloom, Blow, child, Crowd, dream, dreams, Flower, flowers, Gold, heart, Hill, Lad, memories, Moon, Moonlight, night, Poem, Rose, Sea, snow, spring, Stacks, Stories, Sun, Sunset, Tea
By arjunsharma on March 2, 2009
1
June 4, 2006.
The Lufthansa flight from Newyork landed in Chennai at 2:15 AM, thirty minutes later than the scheduled arrival time. Mohanasundaram was waiting at the arrival terminal with increasing anticipation. He scanned the hundred faces coming out of the airport for his son. After about forty-five minutes, Arun kumar walked out, waving his hands [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Angel, Anger, Angles, Ash, Awe, baby, Bad Luck, Bang, Bangles, Beautiful, Blink, blood, Blow, Blush, Break, breeze, Brother, change, Cheeks, child, childhood, Cigarette, Circumstances, class, Clouds, Coffee, cold, confusion, conscience, Control, Crowd, cry, Cup Of Coffee, Dad, dancing, dark, Daughter, Devotion, Diet, Direction, Disrespect, Doubt, dream, dreams, Droplets, Ears, Ecstasy, Emotions, Emptiness, empty, Eternity, Explanations, eyes, Fairy Tale, falling, Father, Fear, Fears, feeling, Feelings, Feet, fiction, First Night, Fish, Flame, Flames, Flesh, Flick, Flood, Fool, For you, forever, Friend, Friends, fun, Ghost, ghosts, girl, god, Gold, Guess, Happiness, Haunt, heart, Heart Beat, Hearts, Heaven, Hill, Horizon, house, Hunger, I love you, Images, imagine, Jasmine, Job, Journey, joy, Kids, kiss, Lace, Lad, Lain, Laugh, Laughter, lies, Life, Lips, list, loneliness, loss, Lost, love, Madness, Magic, Mail, Many Things, Marriage, memories, memory, Midst, Mirror, Mistake, Mom, Money, Moon, Moonlight, Morning Sun, Mother, Moving, Mud, Music, night, Oh God, Old Friend, pain, peace, people, Pig, Prayer, Prayers, Prick, Pride, promise, Rain, Reason, Reds, respect, Rope, Rose, Rush, S Child, Sad, Scars, scene, School, scream, Sea, seeing, Serene, Shame, Sharp, Shock, Shout, Silence, sin, Single Thing, Sky, sleep, smile, Smiles, Sobs, Solace, soul, Sounds, Spectacle, Spirit, Spite, Stories, Sun, Surprise, Swimming, Tea, tears, Teeth, Temper, Throng, Tick, Travel, Tree, Trees, Truth, Urge, Vanilla, Voices, war, Warmth, wife, woman, world
By arjunsharma on February 23, 2009
1
Present Day
It was the first Monday in weeks when I was not in office before ten. As I saw the frosted sundial of my old citizen ticking eleven thirty, I cursed myself for the umpteenth time for choosing that insurance company. I found out that the other companies did not require so many tests after [...]
Posted in Stories | Tagged absence, addict, Addiction, alone, An orphan, Angel, Angels, Anger, Apartment, Aroma, Ash, Awe, baby, Bang, Beautiful, Belief, Best Friends, Bikes, blood, Bloom, Blow, Blush, Brain, Break, breeze, Bud, Bun, Butt, Celebration, Cement, change, Cheeks, child, childhood, Chocolate, Circumstances, class, Clothes, Clouds, Coffee, cold, computer, confusion, Conversations, cool, courage, Crackers, Crowd, cry, cycle, Dad, dancing, dark, Darkness, Daughter, Dawn, death, Depression, destiny, Devil, Direction, Dirt, Doctors, Doubt, dream, dreams, Ears, Earth, Elbow, Emotions, Emptiness, empty, eternal, Eternity, Eyelashes, eyes, Faith, falling, Fate, Father, Fear, feeling, Feelings, Feet, Fire, Fish, Flood, Flower, flowers, Fool, For you, forever, Friend, Friends, Full Moon, fun, Game, girl, Girl Talk, Gloom, god, Gold, Gratitude, Guess, Guidance, Habit, Happiness, Hatred, Hats, Haunt, Hear Music, heart, Heart Beat, Heaven, Hell, Hill, house, I love you, Images, Imaginations, imagine, Insurance, Jasmine, jealousy, Job, Journey, joy, Kids, killing, kiss, Kisses, Lace, Lad, Lain, Laugh, leave me, Left Hand, Lessons, Liar, lies, Life, Lips, list, loneliness, lonely, Loon, loss, Lost, love, Loving Wife, Lute, Madness, Magic, Mail, Many Things, Marriage, Match, memories, memory, miracle, Mirror, Misery, Mistake, Mob, Mom, Money, Moon, Mother, Moving, Mud, Music, Nature, Nec, Nerves, New Born, night, Ocean, pain, Passion, peace, people, Pies, Pleasure, Poem, Prayer, Presence, Priceless, Pride, promise, Rain, Reason, Reds, reflection, Relationships, Remorse, Rendezvous, Revere, Rivers, Rope, Rose, Running, Rush, Sad, sailing, Sanity, Satin, scene, School, scream, Screams, Sea, seeing, Shadow, Shame, Shape, Sharp, Shock, Shoes, Shout, Signs, Silence, sin, Sky, sleep, slumber, smile, Smiles, Sobs, Solace, solitude, Sorrow, soul, Sounds, Spite, Stomach, Stories, Sun, Surprise, Taxi, Tea, tears, Teeth, Temper, Throng, Tick, Tide, Travel, Tree, Truth, ugly, Urge, Valleys, Vastness, Veins, Vine, war, Warmth, Waves, wife, Wisdom, Woe, Woes, woman, Womb, world, Worries, Wounds
By pendraggin' on January 13, 2009
Like Orpheus, I was longing to turn
To see if you were still there
But should you see me,
Everything would disappear
Unaware of messengers watching
One glance from you exploded the seal
On my ordinary existance. Crowded bazaars
Became our private meeting places.
Duties became intrusions and we became defiant,
As heroes were to gods -
Still children. forgetfully holding each other
Through the midnights: [...]
Posted in Love Poems, Poems & Stories | Tagged blood, child, Children, Circumstances, Crowd, cry, falling, Fool, girl, god, Lace, Laugh, loss, love, Meeting Place, night, Reason, respect, Sad, Sea, seeing, Shame, Soldier, Travel, war
By pendraggin' on January 13, 2009
Familiar cafe could be anywhere
I sit in the backstreet of the bazaar, Athens
See your lips forming my name
As you race down the hill, face glistening
From your long day’s songwork under an actor’s mask.
Having left the women’s quarters disguised as a
Manservant, I tremble in this unscheduled secret
Spring fast into the crowd, into your arms
Run with you [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Cafe, Crowd, Disguise, Flower, flowers, Hill, kiss, Kisses, Liar, Lips, list, love, Mom, Mouths, spring, Tree
By b on July 12, 2008
Earlier chapters:
The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor
The Apartment Problem
Glass Question Token
The Little Girl
Live Theatre with Etta
Etta Has Flown the Coop
Face to Face
Choosing
In Retrospect…
Yes
Etta and the Card
The last three chapters:
Part I
Etta and the Lie
Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the lying began. She had told people that she was childless, married for money and lived [...]
Posted in Stories | Tagged Anger, Antiques, Apartment, Array, Aunt Mary, baby, Bad Luck, Bang, Beautiful, Blow, Brother, Bun, change, child, childhood, Children, Choice, class, Coffee, cold, cool, Coop, Corner Bedroom, courage, Crowd, cry, Cup Of Coffee, Dad, Dance Floor, dancing, dark, Dawn, Direction, Ears, empty, Family Poems, Father, fiction, Frey, Ghost, ghosts, girl, Grand Trees, Grass, Guess, Guidance, Hill, horror, house, Lace, Lad, Lain, Liar, lies, Life, Life Style, Little Girl, Loon, Lost, love, Money, Mother, Nature, Nec, Neighborhood, night, people, Pianist, Pore, Reason, Remnants, respect, Respectability, Retrospect, Ribs, Rodeo Girl, Running, Rush, S Child, School, Shoes, sin, sleep, smile, Sorority, Stairs, Sun, Swinging, Swinging Bridge, Tea, Token, Travel, Tree, Trees, Truth, Upscale Life, Upstairs, war, wife
By tom on July 5, 2008
July Fourth
Marching bands
Um pa pa.
Kids on bikes
Ooh la la.
Fire engines clanging
Oh ma ma.
Politicians waving
Playing the crowd.
Sweating marchers
Puffing aloud.
Is this what it is
All about?
Is this the reason
We all shout?
Nothing meantioned
About the men who bled,
Or of those who lie dead.
These are the ones
We should honor today.
These are the ones who
Paved the way.
They paid the price
For our liberty,
They [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ballyhoo, Bikes, Brave Men, Crowd, Fire, Fire Engines, Fourth Of July, god, Kids, Kids Bikes, liberty, Marching Bands, Ooh La La, peace, Peaceful Sleep, Politicians, Prayer, Reason, Serenity, Shout, sleep, Solemn Prayer
By David Pekrul on May 22, 2008
Big city wilderness, what can compare?
Folks by the millions, in lone solitaire,
Looking, not seeing the traffic around,
Heading to work and then home they are bound.
No time for chatter or saying “Good Day”,
In a big hurry, they go their own way,
Whether by subway or taxi or bus,
“Nothing is perfect”, they rant and they cuss.
Playing the markets [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, Bound, Crowd, dark, Darkness, Dawn, feeling, Friend, house, Laugh, Laughter, Life, lonely, love, Madness, night, seeing, sin, Sorrow, Taxi, Wilderness
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