Short Storey Poems
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Two-Storey House
One’s two-storey house on
Oak Street in
Elmwood
appeared after a
very rude and
unpleasant conjurer carried out a
magic trick.
The setting sun is sinking along the mountain,
And the Yellow River’s flowing towards the sea.
If you desire a view of a thousand miles afar,
Please keep on climbing up a higher storey.
(Tran.)
With vantage view from the towering pagoda on Feilai Peak,
It is said that at cockcrow people can watch the sun rising.
Fear not that the floating clouds might block the view,
Because on the topmost storey the viewer is standing.
(tran.)
Girth,
at birth,
was slender,
and fragile tender,
like stem,
when youth rammed,
with strength in jammed,
like a storing pot,
when began the middle rot,
as the middle advanced to higher ages,
the pot hung,
as if it was another storey and rung,
now at the death all appears waste,
as badly hung and bowed is my waist.
Ain't got no mean, lowdown, painful, hurtin'
all night come home to me Baby, blues.
Ain't New Or-leens out them two-storey
sycamore-lined windows that don't open
to Memphis piano-roll sweet afternoons as
sweet as making love in beignet coffee-time
mornings where there's Basin Street Boogie
on street corners, and Gladys--she done
caught that Midnight Train to Georgia.
Minor signs of anxiety
Sunk in the glass of lemon water
In the panic of the present time
Life flows in a calm stream
Along the damp walls of low storey buildings
My boat floats to nowhere
Under the arches of old bridges
Voices distorted by echoes ring out
What they say, what they are silent about
Is unimportant for I can't hear
I float along the quiet current
Through the cloudy waters.
TYNE - BUILT SHIP 1968
Gigantic steel behemoth
Sitting on the ways greased
And ready to give it birth,
Ten-storey-high street-darkener,
Rusted and immobile -
Once launched in silent swish
And cheered by a thousand voices,
Transformed to marine elegance,
And slimmed by the vastness
Of the endless ocean -
She moves easily in her element,
Dolphin and whale at the same time.
Broken Heart
Her heart is broken
when will she be woken
He broke as a stroke
was he not her yoke.
Life seems to be a story
like thrown from the top storey ,
echoes of scenes
will never be unseen.
Hopes of joy
became a toy,
He the invisible
went as rubble.
Will her heart rise again
for her new life to rain,
Her eyes long for that day
till another heart comes her way.
by Esther J
Surreal hallucinations wafted dense,
metaphysical quantities swirled fast,
normal vision opaqued beyond farthing,
neurons rallied electrically in maze,
storey up the ground was holy,
brain had distanced from the body,
dismembered body parts were as yet members,
to keep me whole,
brain still had the control,
mental activity sometimes catpulted in hyper,
body felt left behind,
but the whole felt super.
There was a tall strongman called Tony; he lived in
the tallest storey building, in a lulu town known as
Lorry Town. He always spat down at people and
coltishly belittled the skies, because; the sky almost
shook hands with his tall storey building. One day,
his storey building got bleeding tired of his
arrogant pomposity and crushed him down while
asleep, to slave for those whom he took as pigs
and pits.
The end