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Tad Winslow

Joined May 2009 and calls coldfront home.

506 stories, 12 challenges, 1147 comments, and 50 friends

“If you don’t work nothing will.”

Maya Angelou

Stories

  1. The Lemon

    I grasp A lemon Fresh and firm Bright yellow Bicep curling It to the counter Steady under hand Pressing its erratic Tendency to wobble Immobile. ^ I Cut it in half One side rolls off On a tight axis. The inside layer is white Like the mouth Of a cotton...

  2. Smile

    When I’m Thickly entwined In Ficly I see thorns on the rose bush wind To the sky And I Know that the light will feel warm After the storm has torn away my forlorn dismay I find Roots in the mud Of my mind And I shoot out buds on the vine. Aroma m...

  3. A Poor Puddle/ Trickle Down

    Elitist culture Is a selfish vulture Led astray of importance, Fed decay with every purchase, I’m sure as certain that they all were Siding behind the curtain while workmen Were suicidal, dying for a sip of purified water— Though what the r...

  4. Ruby's Day

    The wheels of the day began to rotate but Ruby felt like stepping off the ride. Her innocent children would latch onto someone else just as easily. They are like saints at this age— there’s nothing special about receiving love from saints&#...

  5. Stolen Conscience

    I could make a case For the center space But I enter From the perimeter Burrowing like a splinter Icicle barren In the heart of winter Carry me to springtime caring Through warm scents, Sweet sentiments, Elements of eloquence Sense an environment Of ...

  6. Mrs. Peacock Gets Rocked/It Was Plum (pt. 2 of 2)

    The sunlight had long since vanished by the time Mrs. Peacock awoke to find herself struggling to remember where she was. The room she had grown accustom to had since been cast in alien moonlight. Outlines of a dull and unfamiliar paleness render the u...

  7. Once There Was A Poem That Resembled Snoopy

    New info Is so simple. Some cripple Drinking Ripple Couldn’t Forest Stump The undisputed sorest chump Who sings the longest layer Of a song. He twangs A rusty saw About to cut Down Snoopy.

  8. Worthy Of Trust ((y)our generation's monuments)

    “Worthy Of Trust” Will be embossed beneath A frost crossed leaf— Frozen to the golden bust Of a chosen, olden, one of us

  9. The Color of Ink

    Will Winslow Ever slow I don’t know I also want to impart That I’m not trying to be smart When I show some heart And pull this skill apart On a lark or with purpose I start To spill So much ink intending to smother and kill The concept of b...

  10. If M.B. Evans Could Write Poetry... This Is What He'd Say...

    If I had a limping horse, I would strap TNT to the side of it, Cover it in napalm, Shove plastic explosive into the cracks of its hooves, And throw it into a gaping, Smoldering volcano.

  11. Cathartic Medic

    I need a neurotic antibiotic And a narcissistic antiseptic Where is my cathartic medic? I’m too exotic to settle For the toxic pills they peddle. I’m caustic metal But soft— like mercury. Can’t you see How your flirting Is only...

  12. Mrs. Peacock Gets Rocked (pt. 1 of 2)

    Mrs. Peacock sits in her white wicker chair complacently basking in a bright beam of warm October sunlight. She snoozes in and out of a luxurious dream— something indescribably lovely and peaceful— like heaven. The teapot awakens her with a...

  13. Time?

    Habitable thoughts Time is gradual— But not when it stops.

  14. Nepotism (2) (Mature)

  15. The Owner of Swampscott

    “Hey! Hey you!” A maga-phone stationed atop a modified hover-round scooter rattled with great trembling vibrations as it magnified the shouted words. The vehicle whirred into view complete with a roll cage, thick tread tires, and an old blu...

  16. Daffodillydallying

    Basil petals Drift where the Indigo wind settles Over crimson calderas. Slopes of dandelions freckle The flowered faces of our being Embodying j us t daffodillydallying

  17. Harbinger's of the Heartbeat

    He injures And He bandages fingers And He feeds the pestilent winter’s And He pleads before death’s harbinger’s To, “Spare some Lively air come Summer. I swear To take good care And never slumber Or lower my stare At ano...

  18. Blurring Liqueur Language

    What have you decreed Before you d® ied (—) Leave (s) ? What Have you seen When you’ve tried? Please, Tell me why Tiger eyed, black iris, Moving as they slide wide Proving what soothes inside I’d Like Steel teeth To clench throa...

  19. Muddled Explanations Marooned In Poetry's Gloom

    Gentle emotion Spawns diligent devotion See a mountain of hopeless, Ropeless rhymes rise, Climbing up to open skies And I’m the sun— the twinkle in your eyes You done? The mumbling crowd replies They concur you’re pretty good, Mr. I&#...

  20. Realities

    The trigger clown, In the bitter glow Of a painted frown, Feels the undertow Pull him down Where bodies freeze Underground. Confined, although, There’s no Boundaries, His mind Travels with the souls he sees— Unwinding the restraints of real...

  21. As I Say Yes

    “Liv?” Melina asks. Her line of sight pivots from the table to rest on my breasts for an instant. Then they travel to the taught flesh covering my collar bone before finally rising to meet my own eyes. I sigh and turn away. I start thinking...

  22. ()()^()()1()()^()()

    Stay alert, dark emerald castaway, don’t let your heart get hurt Let ambition transplant wishing Truth of self is missing assembly through recognition Pick up your pen— suspicious And then—get twisted Like a tongue on delicious Hit ...

  23. Heaven

    Must mercury Taste peculiarly Metallic and slippery Oops— I died too quickly To finish this poe

  24. Between Water And Air

    Glass dull shark eyes. Silence settles In the still of her stare. Beach pebbles Ripple between the water and air— She sways beneath Breaching the surface with sea anemone hair.

  25. Help!

    Son of a biscuit eating Business meeting My ink is fleeting I’m pleading My threaded ends are needing Some needling I Need Unleaded Uninhibited Breaded feeding Please replenish my head On a pillowed bed Of creative cotton seeding Please help me ...

  26. Just Like You (Poem)

    Lie on night’s lawn Swallow oblivion By the gallon Get high but… “Ut-tut-tut! Come down Come dawn Come on COME ON! I know It’s not your fault I know I know I don’t care I just want you there Alive and there It’s no ...

  27. A Poem About The Craft

    A tasteless word Twists like a vapor The pen and paper escapist heard Blurred in the mist that he conjured Assured like, “My poetry isn’t that absurd!”

  28. Unseen Like A Clear Under Water Dream

    He takes his upset Sentiment And cups it Drips pour on descent To the lamp lit Wet cement Blending drops hit Transparent Mixing with grit— If you can’t tell me where it went I don’t want to hear it You should’ve saved the word w...

  29. Doubt...

    Palpable Breath lets Of alcohol… Desperate… Losing all control… Seizing no outlet His potential is plentiful But he doubts it He’s hollowing within Apparently the transparent bottle’s Been swallowing him

  30. Jail Cell Suicide (Mature)