"subtley" poems
Who knew that getting a Starbucks gift card would turn out so harmful and mean.
When pleasant, harmless, innocent me fell for the spell of treacherous caffeine.
Like a hype with a spike
doing harm to his arm
I was hooked.
Leaped before I looked,
goose was cooked.
Now I'm here to play the blame game.
Innocent me, walking in free, joyfully,
just getting a coffee.
Then wham!
or should I say bam!
It hit me.
I walked out a quivering, craving, slobbering creature...
maybe not literally but like I said it was done treacherously, maliciously, instantaneously, I was a caffeine *****
So here are some of the reasons why I'm unhappy with Starbucks:
--- Starbucks caffeine influenced my body by elevating my heart rate (I'm not sure why I expected anything different).
--- Starbucks crafty, subtley and slyly habitualized me ( Oh god, I'm a creature of habit!)
--- Starbucks (If possible) is too friendly
--- Starbucks manipulated my accommodating nature (I just wanted to be friends, but now they feel more like, dare I say it... family).
--- Starbucks slandered me ( by assuming I'm lazy. "Sit, relax, make yourself at home, stay as long as you like").
--- Starbucks exposed my weaknesses ( l feel naked to coffees influence).
--- Starbucks made coffee hip and cool (I'm going to go ahead and count that as a bad thing).
--- Starbucks crippled my will power (my will power walks with a limp now).
--- Starbucks blew up the sun!
--- And the final reason I'm unhappy with Starbucks...because they're probably going to sue my *** for writing this!
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
Everyone watched as you slipped into a coma.
Quietly, subtley, your mind exited the room of
white walls, white sheets, white everything.
Why are hospitals always white inside?
It makes me jealous more than anything.
We all watched your consciousness recede.
But then, I wasn't there, was I?
You wouldn't know, I think.
You wrote me a note to say goodbye.
A final note... Why?
You lost so much blood, sweetie.
Just how many pills did you need?!
Was the knife not enough,
you had to overdose as well?
I miss you so much.
I would always hold you when you cried.
It's my fault I left.
I kissed you goodbye while you slept.
I still love you.
Forgive me!
Come back to me, my run-away friend.
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 12:32 PM UTC
adoration we adore
criticism is deplored
reptilean eyes show no remorse
as silken smooth we subtley slither
closer now, invite a strike
or keep your distance
and your life
my teeth are hollow
so is my pen
venom flows
through both of them
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 6:01 PM UTC
As stars reflect the knowledge of the sacred,
The boiling seas of the cosmos churn acrid.
Upon the nurturance of Venus' passionate quivering calls exclaimed,
The essence of God's wrath so lovingly made tame.
As the chariots of love, upon the courtships of epic virtue, possess,
Our goddess sisters, import the specialty of rule, for which the governs obsess.
As Boreas' trumpet sounds a euphoric ecstatic bliss,
Rosicrucian passion bells hither, to a faint swaying and hiss.
As the murmuring embers of the divine, left receded,
Hour of humanities past, no time of present, so subtley defeated.
As upon death, a mummy spreads its rein,
Crucibles of knowledge, all for not, in vain.
The seduction of fertility and the mysteries left to relish,
Though made bitter upon showers of mourn, to embellish.
The disillusionment of our fathers’ petty immortal opportunity made solemn,
The wisest of men, why, amongst the true, made golem.
Take precedence, then and now, when upon your throne of pride,
As the winds of wrath call upon, our savior’s passion tried.
In due notion a precedence of time, without respect,
A fulfillment of God's love, our souls to resurrect.
As dragons drew the chariots of night with profound duration,
A coward’s sword in hand, his skewer's elation.
As stars reflect the knowledge of the sacred,
Humanities, why… derision for dole, left shaken.
As prophets emit, as seen thus…
When stars do let fall the Sun,
Pray thee, a heavenly Venus.
Apr 3, 2010
Apr 3, 2010 at 2:56 AM UTC
simple words
simply amazing....
subtley genious..
quietly outspoken...
decievingly obvious...
broken but so together...
simple words are the only way to describe..
An indefinable anomaly that is you...
Say more nonsense its the advice that gets me through.....
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC
images......resting so subtley on the eye
and with a power all their own
and with a "direction" ............so hard to find
painting a picture ...can you tell
one body from another?
each a special .....lover
each so vital if you wish to "go home"
imagry.....who are the "masters?"
who ,...the "slaves?"
and who the simple "human beings?"
as death circles all around
the ROAD surely must be seen
and the SECRET PASSAGEWAYS
..................
images......resting so subtley on the eye
and with a power all their own
Jul 20, 2010
Jul 20, 2010 at 4:48 PM UTC
subtle the beautiful
so very lovely the beautiful girl
she
"and how have you been treated, lately?"
with her tired eyes and lovely beautiful girlishness
she sends total poetry to the world
and i read and so i can write
this love letter to everyone
who might possible see her
or someone else really why should it matter?
"what would her mother say? or her father?"
so very beautifully sane and thusly loving her
she sits across from me so shyly speaking
with eyes and subtley beautiful gestures
we share eachother's lives completely
in the moment called forever
"and how have you been treated, lately?"
she is in love with me and i in love with her
in this lovely beautiful moment called forever
the beautiful girl!
she
shall live forever in every moment of the world
Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 9:57 AM UTC
Every drop that falls chains me further,
dragging me to the floor,
trapping me in anguish and misery.
"Blackest mourning lace,
Stiffest upper lip."
These lines I whisper softly,
hiding the weakness subtley.
I feel the bruises of every impact,
Bludgeoning blocks of liquid torture,
falling on acute senses.
the tears that stain,
on satin clean and plain.
Apr 12, 2011
Apr 12, 2011 at 4:51 PM UTC
constant
the images never fade
they just subtley slowly
lose
all meaning
____
"love"
never loses meaning
---------
if i say so
i will never leave you
----------
i am not an image
i am real
Jan 15, 2011
Jan 15, 2011 at 9:34 AM UTC
Its fleeting for most of us
A cluster of subtley sweet tasting minutes
That special treat that takes off your stiff shoes and lets you off the hook
As the juggling act of adulthood takes over, we learn to really indulge once the crowd has clapped and thrown us a coin
Some people like conversation, a joke or a new perspective
Some people like chocolate, swimming or TV
Meditation and massage, *** and cigarettes
Or a drink and the chance to reminisce with a friend
I find as I wonder what next in this gradual development of body and mind through questions and note taking and pushing the press up and stressing and stressing that I'm just not good enough rushing and impatiently pushing towards the dream and the identity I'm obligated to chase
...
That when I'm done, I really like a good cup of tea and a sit down
Its good to relax
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
I wish i could be
Maybe its because i look to long
Or maybe its my awkwardness
Or my eyes light up when youre near
But thats something i cant control
I cant control my feelings or
My awkward glances and clumsiness
Unfortunately thats a 2 for one deal
Take my time amd get my heart
Buy one get one
Except im not good at the bye part
Because i linger and all the subtlety is lost
Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC