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The Writer's Place
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Pieces of Writing Arranged by Category
Poems in English 1. Objectives Gary Beck/Objectives Mother II I tried my best to keep the boys from getting into trouble, but the drugs got Malik, Lionel got shot in a drive-by, so now there’s only Khalan. He be a good boy, stay in school, study hard, maybe be the first one in this messed up family to graduate high school. ...  (0 votes) •Last Modified: 15th September, 2025 •Times seen: 2292. The MAN'S name is PARANOIA EVERY MOVE WE MAKE EVERY STEP WE TAKE IS WATCHED BY THE MAN SO WE THINK PARANOIA IS HIS NAME MAHOGANY CLAIM TO FAME IS THE MAN WATCHING YOU STOPPING YOUR DREAMS FROM COMING TRUE AND WE SWEAR TO BE THE CHILDREN OF THE MOST HIGH REMEMBER? THE ONE WHO CAN DO ANYTHING Y? R WE SO EASILY DISCOURAGED Y? R WE SO READY TO BLAME OTHERS COME ...  (5 votes) •Last Modified: 31st May, 2025 •Times seen: 28543. Blunt Force Gary Beck/Blunt Force Undesired Devices Terror hovers in the air, as people go about normal routines, some concerned with enemy threats, some indifferent, others oblivious until detonations loudly demand they share danger. Clumsy Giant Now that we've left Iraq violent disorder pe... (4 votes) •Last Modified: 31st May, 2025 •Times seen: 36204. The Eloquence of Distance The Eloquence of Distance Afternoon Outing I walk through Carl Schurz Park along the East River on a warm winter day that has the birds conflicted. Some sparrows claim: ‘Spring is here’. Others insist: ‘It’s still winter.’ I stop at the yak tree and listen to the debate that remi... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 13th May, 2025 •Times seen: 4845. Rigors Gary Beck/Rigors Disorder Gunshots echo again as we huddle on the floor hoping the street battle will be over soon before bullets penetrate the walls of our apartment in public housing. Almost every night now shooting starts after dark so we don’t dare go outside at risk of getting shot, except... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 12th December, 2024 •Times seen: 9886. Objectives Gary Beck/Objectives Shelter I don’t like living here. There’s no heat in winter. It’s sweaty hot in summer. None of the people are nice. This one guy wants to sex me. I told him I was only twelve but that didn’t matter to him. He keep trying to touch me whenever he comes close and ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 19th March, 2024 •Times seen: 11737. Glimpses Gary Beck/Glimpses Coincidence? We survived the Cold War, though a few times obliteration murmured and defeated the Soviet Union by outspending the big, bad, bear. Yet ongoing threats to American security changed the nation, gave the oligarchs opportunity to consolidate wealth, move industry offshore... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 10th November, 2023 •Times seen: 13218. Molecular Distortion Gary Beck/Molecular Distortion Dumbing Down The rush of technology in the Information Age has left many behind. The switch from horse and buggy to the automobile separated those who couldn’t catch up to the new ride and eager drivers. The challenge to transition is an intelligence test that so ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 23rd August, 2023 •Times seen: 14379. The Things That Women Carry... The things that women carry are all hidden inside. The closet of no-end holds the tears of our lives. From the unborn children to our most secret fears. The threat of their exposure seems to always be near. Some of us wear acrimonious exteriors while others transpose themselves into passive inferiors. Our portals have docile distinctio... (8 votes) •Last Modified: 05th August, 2023 •Times seen: 287710. Sticky, Faggot, Nigger, Bum I heard a voice and guess what it said? Sticky get away from my young man, Why do people have to use mean words 2 get their point across, Absurd!! Somebody told me just the other day, that a Faggot had come their way, U don't even know them well And you're telling them to burn in hell... I saw a cop on the run, he shot a nig... (4 votes) •Last Modified: 05th August, 2023 •Times seen: 290611. SAD (haiku) I am cold like snow... No longer will I give love.. numbness is my fate...... My heart is bleeding... but blood is not the fluid... All love has leaked out.... Rejection of joy.... my self-destructive repeat To die will be life... I will die lonely... because I have chosen to... Yes, Death becomes me....... (4 votes) •Last Modified: 05th August, 2023 •Times seen: 307912. Sometimes... I wish that I could be that little girl, "Simplicity"... Care..Free Job....Free Black.....Free Male.........Free Sex.............Free Just, Simply Me Copyright © 2000 Peaches Alexander... (4 votes) •Last Modified: 05th August, 2023 •Times seen: 296413. Discoveries Gary Beck/Discoveries Strange Surroundings I have always lived in alien enclaves. never taking root no matter how long I stayed in one place long enough to belong, my distance from others engraved in my soul, that for some reason, cause, curse, inheritance, coincidental as existence I am as temporary... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 12th February, 2023 •Times seen: 164714. Stillness Sixty-nine tears dropping from only one eye: sixty-nine tears and the sound of a heart splitting in two. In some corner of the gloomy large room, a soul breaking free. Happiness, sadness, all that stuff doesn't matter anymore; only the feeling of freedom matters, only the feeling of living in peace with oneself matters: like ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 02nd November, 2022 •Times seen: 163615. Double Envelopment Gary Beck/Double Envelopment Unfair A child asked me: “Why do some people have so much and some so little?” I searched for words of comfort, but found none. I considered explanations, greed, capitalism, inherited wealth, but they wouldn’t mean anything to a child. The best I could mana... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 16th September, 2022 •Times seen: 180916. Unillumined Gary Beck/Unillumined City Fixture The homeless sit on unrelenting streets cardboard signs advertising need. Passersby seldom notice the invisable men hulking on concrete nests. Learning Gap The pace of life changes incrementally. the more we advance technically the faster it move... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 07th September, 2022 •Times seen: 207617. A Carnival of Freaks The monkey's praying, the baby is asleep and the monk goes on a trip. Grandma's shouting, playing free, under a palm tree. A lot of elephants behind me, speeding for a cup of tea. Yellow circles on the ground, someone gets the black cat bound. A mad woman barks like a dog, while a mad man jumps like a frog. A carnival of fr... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 28th July, 2022 •Times seen: 167118. Last Words To western sites I retreat, so dark and so deep. In a winter palace my soul bleeds, in a battle field my body splits. To eastern sites I retreat, so dark and so deep. Distant ghosts echoes my voice, heavy machines run with big noises. To southern sites I retreat, so dark and so deep. Pale moons cast their spells, fading lights close ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 12th July, 2022 •Times seen: 162119. The Answer "Tell me why," the small poet asked the cold wind, "I'm so tiny and the stars are so big; crowded houses, everywhere full of people, and I'm lying alone in this little patch of ground. Tell me why my lyrics don't reach the skies, and my mood is always darker than night" "Little nothing," answere... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 12th April, 2022 •Times seen: 176220. Unveilings Gary Beck/Unveilings Political Sketch Too many of us have become so angry, so self-righteous we don’t care if our country is torn apart, rather than reach across the great divide and compromise. Soon we will be like Russia oligarchs, functionaries, serfs, since our refusal to agree cast so many... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 28th January, 2022 •Times seen: 182421. Amazing Echoes Crazy horses for the dead boys, wild horses for the still boys; so they can run the last ride, before dying again. Fast cars for the dead boys, loaded guns for the still boys; so they can breathe for the last time, before ending life again. I'm Macbeth, I'm Hamlet, I'm the moon and the stars, the sun and the landscapes. I... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 23rd January, 2022 •Times seen: 179022. Shaken Words No sad light inside this golden eye. No long finger pointing to the end of nothing. And the mad man cried out, inside the heavy walled room, like a bird trapped in a cage, like a man tied to a family. White clouds like cotton sealing the landscape, and at the mountain top, a woman screaming her freedom, instead of her rage. Nothing l... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 15th January, 2022 •Times seen: 161523. Purpose Gary Beck/Purpose Assessment I sit among the aged, infirm, in the hospital room and know I am aged, infirm. Unlike some I do not cry: 'where did the time go?' I know where it went. A lot of excitement. A lot of fulfillment. Frustration at not improving the world gnaws at me d... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 29th August, 2021 •Times seen: 175624. Maybe Seven days, seven drinks, seven nights and seven nightmares. Seven flowers, just only one for you, seven storms and seven shipwrecks. Seven headaches, all of them for you, seven weapons and just one wound. Seven armies to do nothing, seven deserts and seven losts. Seven chairs and nobody to sit down, seven mistakes and only one lie. ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 02nd April, 2021 •Times seen: 195625. Lacerations Gary Beck/Lacerations Oglescope The weather is still warm enough for women to wear short skirts, tight tops, bare midriffs, a visual pleasure for those who care to look, soon to be removed with the first chill of fall. Ponderous Changes In the 1830’s Americans went west for free land, ... (0 votes) •Last Modified: 19th March, 2021 •Times seen: 1872 |
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